After lunch, Zhao Hao and the two kings moved to the artificial mountain called "Cangshan" to continue their conversation.

The mountain is covered with luxuriant flowers and trees, with gurgling water, and there is also an exquisite octagonal pavilion called 'Lanting'.

When people are in the pavilion, they can have a panoramic view of the entire provincial capital, and even the situation in the provincial governor's office not far away can be seen clearly.

I guess when the prefect was in court, he looked up and saw someone pointing at him on Cangshan Mountain, and he must have been in a bad mood.

But who cares whether he is happy or not? It is enough for the Wang family to be happy.

Sitting in the Lanting Pavilion, sipping the newly-made Xishan Yunwu Tea, listening to the pleasant sounds of rain and flowing water.

Mr. Zhao couldn't help but sigh, no wonder the scholars and officials would resign and go home at any time. This fairy-like life was really too damn tempting.

When my father doesn't have to worry about me anymore, and everything is settled, and the garden in Xiaocang Mountain is built, I will hide there and live a carefree life, without worrying about the troubles of the world.

Oh, I wonder if there will ever be such a day...

Master Zhao sighed, came back to his senses, and said to Wang Mengxiang and Wang Shimao in a serious tone:

"It's not appropriate to say this in front of everyone just now. Please reconsider your donation of grain to Kunshan."

"Oh, what's wrong?" Wang Mengxiang asked.

"Of course I am grateful for your kindness, but if I accept your donation, it will inevitably cause pressure on other families." Zhao Hao explained:

"When you go to someone's house again, will they donate or not? No one wants to be forced to make a decision. Even if they want to donate, they will feel uncomfortable."

The two kings looked at each other and decided it was not easy to persist.

"Besides, there are hundreds of thousands of disaster victims in Kunshan to feed. After the implementation of work-for-relief, more food will be consumed." Zhao Hao continued in a deep voice: "It's only the beginning of June. It's still unclear whether the summer harvest can be saved and the autumn crops can be planted. The gap of tens of millions of shi cannot be solved by fundraising alone. Besides, everyone's money is not blown by the wind. A symbolic donation will be enough. There is really no need to donate more."

"My dear nephew, you have thought things through." Wang Mengxiang showed a look of realization and asked with concern, "But if you don't want to donate, what are you going to do? Do you have to buy it all by yourself?"

"I don't want to be the second Shen Wansan." Zhao Hao shook his head decisively and used Jiangnan Company as a shield, saying, "I and someone else set up a Jiangnan Investment Company. We lent money to the county in the name of this company, and the county will have money to buy grain..."

Just as Master Zhao was about to explain the company's profit model in detail, he saw the second king's eyes like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman.

"company?"

"Jiangnan Company?"

Wang Mengxiang and Wang Shimao couldn't wait to ask, "Is it a company like Xishan Company?"

"You can say that." Master Zhao nodded.

When doing business, the most important thing is honesty and integrity. Mr. Zhao never lies.

Although the name of his company was improvised when he was dealing with Wu Chengen yesterday.

As for the company's shareholders, of course, there is no way to talk about it. But Miss Jiang should be willing to buy a share, right?

So it’s not considered a lie.

"Can I still buy shares?" Wang Mengxiang grabbed Zhao Hao's left shoulder and asked excitedly.

"How many shares can you give me at most?!" Wang Shimao grabbed Zhao Hao's right shoulder and gasped.

Gao Wu hesitated when he saw this and did not rush into the pavilion to rescue the young master.

"It hurts, it hurts, let me go first." Zhao Hao was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"..." The two of them then let go of each other's hands with awkward smiles, but they still looked at Master Zhao eagerly.

"Tell me now! Tell me now!"

"Shouldn't you two first ask what this young man does and whether he makes money?" Zhao Hao asked with a wry smile.

"No need to ask! Just go in first!" Wang Mengxiang slapped his thigh.

“Just for Mr. Zhao’s reputation, I have to go in first to show my respect!” Wang Shimao also slapped his thigh.

The two of them spoke in unison and moved in unison, it was really difficult to write two characters for "Wang" with one stroke.

“This, this…” Zhao Hao felt embarrassed by the flattery of the two and thought that this is indeed a society where appearance matters.

But it’s not because I’m too handsome, but because the words "I can make money" are written on my face.

In Lanting.

Mr. Zhao thought for a while, then held up four fingers and said, "Jiangnan Company has a total of four million shares, with a par value of one tael of silver per share."

Then he held up three fingers and said, "I can give you a total of up to 400,000 shares at par value, but I require that at least half of them be paid in grain."

"Okay, sure!" The Second Prince was overjoyed when he heard this. He didn't expect Zhao Hao to be so generous. "It's settled!"

They had studied Xishan Company carefully and knew that except for Zhao Hao and the eldest princess, the shares held by other companies did not exceed 1%.

Zhao Hao is now willing to share 10% with them, so Wang Mengxiang and Wang Shimao are naturally flattered.

It seems that Mr. Zhao treats us as his own.

Mr. Zhao touched his nose and said, "This is completely different from Xishan Company, right?"

The two men were afraid that Zhao Hao would go back on his word, so they immediately apologized, stood up, and went to the waterwheel behind the mountain with umbrellas to discuss the matter.

"Nephew, let's split the profit 50-50," Wang Mengxiang suggested.

"One hundred thousand taels of silver, fifty thousand dan of grain..." Wang Shimao felt overwhelmed. "My family can't afford it right now."

As he spoke, he sighed and said, "Alas, two batches of goods were lost at sea this year, and my family was seriously injured. Otherwise, my brother would not have gone out to become an official."

As the leader of the literary world, Wang Shizhen was generous and magnanimous, so he had a large group of people around him all day, eating and drinking from him, using his things and taking his things.

Otherwise, why would people flatter him all day long?

After he hid away, the house immediately became quiet and expenses decreased.

Others can make money for their families by becoming officials, while Alliance Leader Wang can save money for his family by becoming an official. The effects of increasing income and reducing expenditure are the same.

"That's easy. I'll lend you the money you need." Wang Mengxiang smiled generously and said, "When you make money, you can pay me back."

As he spoke, his face showed infinite longing, "Those in Beijing who bought the original shares of Xishan Company have all made a fortune. Let's not ask for too much. It should be no problem to make three or five times the profit, right?"

"Yeah." Wang Shimao couldn't help but nod. In fact, neither he nor his brother were good at business. All these years, they relied on Wang Mengxiang's guidance to keep their family going.

If Wang Mengxiang had not strongly instigated him, even if he had envied the horrific returns on Xishan Company's stocks, he would never have dared to invest so much money.

"Thank you very much for your kindness, uncle! How about this, please lend the Han family 20,000 taels of silver and 20,000 dan of grain. We'll split the shares 40% to 60%, 40% for me and 60% for you."

"It's settled." Wang Mengxiang nodded heavily, then asked someone to get paper, pen, and ink to sign a document with Zhao Hao.

It was as if it was not them but Mr. Zhao who had to pay the money.

In Lanting.

Zhao Hao calmly read the two transfer documents in front of him.

One is that Party A Zhao Hao transferred 240,000 shares of Jiangnan Company to Party B Wang Mengxiang; the other is that Party A Zhao Hao transferred 160,000 shares to Party B Wang Shimao.

Then he told the two of them apologetically that he had left in such a hurry that he even forgot to bring the seal of Jiangnan Company.

"It doesn't matter. As long as you sign your name and use your private seal, we will recognize it." Wang Mengxiang and Wang Shimao didn't care at all.

ps. Chapter 3, that’s all for today.