1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

"Farmers who join collective farms can enjoy low-interest or interest-free agricultural loans, purchase agricultural machinery and high-quality seeds at low prices, and receive preferential treatment in education and healthcare... If we offer so many benefits, I don't believe farmers won't want to join..."

This has already involved the category of "people's commune".

Ultimately, Fujiwara no Kaneshiro's original intention in establishing collective farms in Northeast China was completely different from that of the Soviet Union;

His main purpose was to make the countryside and farmers richer, while the Soviet Union's main purpose was to support national industrialization and mechanization and prepare for the coming war. Naturally, the resulting effects and consequences would be very different.

As they were talking, almost everyone had already pulled out their pens and papers, and were diligently taking notes, looking like Korean Cantonese food under the sun.

The difference is that these people were genuinely concerned about whether agricultural collectivization could be realized. They kept asking questions and getting answers. In the end, they even started discussing it themselves:

"Your Highness, the benefits you mentioned can indeed impress the farmers, but do we have so much money and resources?"

"That's why I said pilot! Try it out in a few places first, then gradually expand..."

“How can we convince the farmers?”

"Your Highness just said that benefits, guidance, and education, if taken slowly, will always work."

"What if the farmers cheat?"

"I've been dealing with them for a long time, so I know..." "We also have to be wary of local officials adding layers of pressure..."

Even "irrelevant people" like Lu Xun and Tao Xingzhi couldn't help but join in the Q&A. After two hours of selfless discussion, a "Collective Farm Implementation Outline" had already taken shape.

If Zhao Ziqi was present, he would be shocked to find that the plan was similar to the one discussed by the central government before, and even involved more things.

"Okay, Kanezane, where are the others??"

529 Madam, you don't want to...

"...So, if I do this, I'll have a complete grassroots organizational network in the future, replacing the existing local clan system. However, I can't say this directly to Mr. Dai, since he's the clan leader himself."

"I understand what you mean, but, Your Highness..."

"Hmm? You can call me Your Highness in there and I won't bother you. But what should you call me once we get out of that door?"

Dong Zhujun looked at Fujiwara Kanezane, who had secretly pulled her out to "go shopping" while everyone was discussing heatedly, with a mixture of laughter and tears in her heart, feeling a lot of emotion.

No matter how young he was, this was a member of the highest-ranking aristocracy in Japan, and there were even rumors that he might become the next Emperor of Japan in the future;

However, after a brief contact, Dong Zhujun was shocked to find that this young man did not have any "nobleness" at all. Not only was he kind to others and had no temper, but he also had an eccentric personality and liked to tell jokes that others could not understand.

His arrogance was even less than that of the children of some small businessmen in Shanghai! He had to call Dong Zhujun, a woman of low status and born in a brothel, "sister" and "brother"!

Before the other party said it, I didn't even dare to think about it.

She herself felt awkward and uneasy, but others acted as if it was a matter of course? Who was the "noble person" after all?

"Brother...brother, I feel like Mr. Dai may have guessed your intentions. He knows that the collective farms you're planning to promote are aimed at the landlords. That's what you call... a replacement for grassroots rural organizations."

"Oh? You think he'll be against me?" "No?"

Dong Zhujun shook her head:

"He probably won't. On the contrary, he will do his best to support you." "Why do you say that?"

"I can't quite explain it right now. Maybe it's just a feeling. Mr. Dong has ideals in his heart. He's not satisfied with being an ordinary landlord. Otherwise, he wouldn't have ruined his family to fight against the enemy... Oh, sorry, I..."

"It's okay, don't be nervous. Fighting against invaders is what any ambitious Chinese should do. If he is really a traitor or a landlord, how can he be qualified to come before me?"

Fujiwara no Kanezane waved his hand indifferently. Dong Zhujun looked embarrassed and wanted to say something but didn't know where to start. She could only silently accompany him on the street.

The city in 1933 was not as beautiful as it would be if someone visited in later generations, but compared to most other parts of China, it was still quite "modern".

The entire city was designed by a German designer. It is laid out in a checkerboard pattern, spacious and neat, with beautiful trees planted on both sides. Horse-drawn carriages, rickshaws, bicycles and an increasing number of cars travel in an orderly manner.

Various Japanese-style buildings can be seen everywhere, restaurants, cafes, department stores, train stations, clock towers... Almost all new buildings are Japanese-style or built by Japanese.

Although it may sound harsh, Dalian's current industrial, commercial and urban development is indeed "thanks" to the invasion of the Russians and Japanese.

Otherwise, do you rely on the Zhang family father and son or the government?

Many traitors and lackeys in later generations used this as an excuse to come up with nonsense like "Dalian should be grateful for the invasion of Russia and Japan" and "Qingdao should be grateful for the German colonization", and there were actually many idiots who believed it seriously.

"Sister Dong, do you think this scene is beautiful?"

Following Fujiwara Kanezane's finger, Dong Zhujun saw large quantities of coal, soybeans, timber, and other resources being transported into Dalian Port for loading onto ships. Judging by the markings painted on the ships, they must have belonged to the former Japanese Manchurian Railway Company.

Looking further ahead, there are textile mills, machinery factories, shipyards and other factories. There are also large amounts of materials and personnel coming in and out, which seems very lively but orderly.

However, as a Chinese, Dong Zhujun knew that those things originally belonged to China, but a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't help but blurt out:

"Beautiful, but that's just you Japanese..."

As soon as she said this, she knew she had made a mistake. Then she remembered the previous conversation and continued through gritted teeth:

"But that's just the excitement among foreigners, it has nothing to do with the Chinese." Fujiwara Kanezane was not angry at all, and asked calmly:

“How does it compare to Shanghai?”

“It’s not as beautiful as Shanghai, but it also has little to do with the Chinese.”

"You, it's been a while since you've been back to Shanghai, right? From what I understand, Shanghai has undergone significant changes under Ms. Springfield's orders."

Are you saying that Dalian's changes are greater than Shanghai's? Dong Zhujun didn't want to drag this out any longer, so she said solemnly, "Your Highness, please tell me what you want from me."

"Tsk, you're a top graduate of Tokyo Women's Normal School, yet you don't even have this much patience?"

Fujiwara Kanezane clicked his tongue:

"Okay, Miss Dong, I heard that you have close contacts with Shanghai Mayor Wu Tiecheng, Police Commander Yang Hu, Huang Jinrong, Du Yuesheng and other Shanghai dignitaries?"

Dong Zhujun's expression became even more alert:

"Your Highness, you may not know that Huang Jinrong and his companions no longer exist... Please answer my previous question. You seem to know me very well. Why? I shouldn't be worth your time and effort to investigate."

If it were an ordinary person, Dong Zhujun might even speculate whether the other party had some intentions towards her, just like those wealthy businessmen who offered her a high price to "comb the cage" when she was a Qingxin woman.

But after seeing the maid's stunning appearance, Dong Zhujun didn't believe that Fujiwara Kanezane would be interested in a 33-year-old married woman like her.

If that were the case, why would an ordinary woman with only a modicum of fame in Shanghai's social and business circles be targeted and investigated so thoroughly by a Japanese prince far away in Northeast China?

"Look, I've got you sidetracked again, haven't I?" Fujiwara Kanezane clapped his hands with a smile.

"That won't work. It's easy to be led into traps in the business world, just like your Fuxiang Women's Hosiery Factory and Feiying Rickshaw Company went bankrupt. Oh, by the way, your Qun Yi Yarn Bobbin Factory also went bankrupt last year, right?"

Dong Zhujun took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and forced herself to change the subject:

"Your Highness, what exactly do you want me to do?" "Call me stinky little brother and I'll tell you." "Stinky... stinky little brother..."

"Look, I've..."

"There's nothing I can do about it. Your power, your prestige, your military might... everything limits my ability to make any demands on you, while you can do whatever you want to me. If you're just trying to gain an advantage with words, that's unfair."

"clever."

Fujiwara Kanezane snapped his fingers:

"The fact that you can realize this shows that you are indeed a smart and rational woman. The Northeast needs people like you."

She is much cuter than Ding Ling, who thinks the whole world should operate according to her rules and everyone should take care of her emotions.

"Your Highness, I don't know how I could be of any use to you."

"It's simple. You have a wide network of contacts in Shanghai and are well-known. We need more industry and commerce here, so I hope that in addition to your own restaurant, you can help me attract more people to invest in building a factory."

Attract investment.

This word is not well known at the moment, but it means something similar.

If any place wants to develop, maintain social stability, and promote market competition, it will not work without a large number of private enterprises providing a large number of jobs.

State-owned enterprises have the social security advantages of state-owned enterprises, while private enterprises are often more flexible and efficient and can provide what the people need immediately.

Fujiwara no Kanezane never thought that he could take care of all aspects, nor did he ever make such plans, so introducing a large number of private enterprises and establishing a more complete public-private economic system became an inevitable choice.

The problem is that, although he has done well enough, Japan is Japan, and the business environment in Northeast China is still highly skeptical of Chinese industry and commerce. After all, there are very few people as decisive as Dong Zhujun.

At present, most of the companies that come to Northeast China to invest and build factories and offices are Japanese companies, with a few American companies at most, but not many Chinese companies. If this continues, the political and economic structure of Northeast China will be seriously unbalanced.

After hearing what Fujiwara no Kanezane said, Dong Zhujun raised her eyebrows and immediately understood: "Your Highness wants to spend a fortune to buy horse bones?"

"Sister, are you a horse skeleton? Sister should be a real, living, swift horse."

Putting aside these strange words, Dong Zhujun thought for a moment and decided to refuse: "Your Highness, with all due respect, I personally have a good impression of you and the country you lead, but the giants of Shanghai's industry and commerce clearly trust the United States, Britain, France, and Germany more than you Japanese."

She graduated from Tokyo Girls' High School in Japan. Influenced by her husband who also studied in Japan, she has a mixed feeling about Japan and the Japanese. However, others do not think so.

During the "January 1.28 Incident" last year, the Japanese attacked Shanghai. It was not just her Qun Yi Cotton Mill that was bombarded; the entire Shanghai industry and commerce suffered heavy losses. Everyone, if not hated the Japanese to the core, at least had no good feelings towards them.

The most important thing is that Dong Zhujun came to Dalian to invest and open a restaurant on her own. It can be said that this was a personal investment for profit, which is understandable. But if she acted as a middleman for the Japanese, it would involve political issues.

Traitors are not divided into men and women.

"Hahaha... Sister, that's exactly why I need you to help connect them and invite them to visit Northeast China because they don't trust me!"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness..."

"Don't be so quick to refuse, Sister Dong. Let me ask you this: you're not lacking in courage, ability, or vision, but how did your three factories go bankrupt in Shanghai? Have you reviewed... oh no... have you researched the reasons?"

Addition

Dong Zhujun was silent.

reason?

There are too many reasons for bankruptcy, and it cannot be simply explained away as "poor management".

In the past two years, she has been thinking about the reasons for her failure, but has not yet come up with a definite answer.

Seeing that Dong Zhujun was silent, Fujiwara Kanezane gave his own answer:

"First of all, in the current environment, you have no one behind you, no boss protecting you. Even if you are good at business, you are just making things easier for others. Am I right?"

Dong Zhujun couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Yes, that's it.

When the Fuxiang Women's Hosiery Factory went bankrupt, she always felt that it was just because of her lack of ability and that women were discriminated against in society. However, after the Feiying Rickshaw Company was also defeated, she fully realized this.

Her father was a rickshaw driver, so she naturally knew something about the rickshaw industry, but she still underestimated the greed and shamelessness of people like Huang Jinrong.

Without the protection of a senior from the Qinghong Gang or a big shot in the political arena, don't even think about running a company peacefully. You don't need any other means. Just spread the word on the street that rickshaw drivers are not allowed to work in your company, and you can be directly ruined.

After that, Dong Zhujun began to focus on dealing with Huang Jinrong and other "female enemies", flattering and trying to please him in every possible way. Relying on her outstanding appearance and the reputation of "Mrs. Xia", she quickly entered the upper echelons and made friends with many powerful people.

Therefore, the process of establishing and operating the Qun Yi Yarn Bobbin Factory was very smooth. Not only did it obtain investment, but it also started to make money quickly. It was a pity that everything was destroyed by a war.

If Huang Jinrong and others had not gotten into trouble one after another, she would have planned to open a "Jinjiang Hotel" in Shanghai, invite the Shanghai Green Gang and leading figures in Shanghai officialdom to move in, and turn it into a "transaction and communication center" for Shanghai's powerful people.

In short, pimping.

Making money is not a big deal.

"Secondly, the Nationalist government is too weak and cowardly. It can neither help you solve any problems nor dare to help you resist the attacks of foreign capital. It may even bite you back..."

Dong Zhujun looked unhappy, but she had to admit that this was the truth. Chinese businessmen have long learned one thing:

Never trust the government!

Whether it is the Qing government, the Beiyang government or the Republic of China government!

Just as Fujiwara Kanezane said, not only can they not provide you with any protection or help, but they will also blackmail you and even help outsiders to do you!

Otherwise, how could everyone's national consciousness awaken so quickly? How many people would rather "sell out their country" than help the government? It's all because of these bastards!

Did Fan Xudong and Hou Debang really think that being forced and manipulated by that Song family boss from the Ministry of Finance was an impenetrable wall?

"Finally, in this quagmire of the Republic of China, the harsh competitive environment and your personal moral requirements came into sharp conflict, right?"

"What you mean by this is..."

"For example, if you want to treat your workers well, it will cost a lot, but others don't need it, so they will gain a greater advantage in the competition, and their product prices will be lower, which will easily squeeze you out, right?"

There was another moment of silence.

It was completely accurate.

Because she was born in poverty and had suffered a lot, Dong Zhujun always wanted to hold up an umbrella for others.

Therefore, whether it is the Fuxiang Women's Hosiery Factory or the Feiying Rickshaw Company, she has worked hard to improve working conditions, provide generous wages, pay attention to service quality and employee treatment, and so on.

However, she overestimated herself and underestimated human nature.

At first, she thought that simply raising the salary high would mean she would earn less, which would definitely win support. However, it turned out that many of those women were not only ungrateful, but also cheated and acted cunningly!

Some pretended to be sick and didn't go to work, some stole raw materials, and some sold goods at low prices and ran away with the money!