As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, the ghost guys who were originally a little excited completely lost control and rushed to him one by one, and a few of them pushed each other regardless of their image.

You should know that most of Jinyuan Company's products are crazyly sought after by women, from folding bicycles to sanitary napkins to nylon stockings. Now, since Yang Feng himself said that it will definitely be popular with women, it will definitely be very popular.

Seeing more than a dozen well-dressed ghosts glaring at each other like cockfighting in front of him, Yang Feng was quite proud, but it was obviously a headache to deal with them. This time he brought four daily chemical products. If he gave them to the French, what should the others do?

Don't worry about him! Why do you worry about them? Throw the bones out and let them rob them. Whoever grabs them is the one who gets them.

"Everyone, why not do this? I bring several daily chemical products this time. If I don't show the specific effects, I think it's irresponsible to the customers. I will hold a display here tomorrow morning and bid for European sales rights. Can you come here again then?" Yang Feng looked at the ghost guys in front of him like a group of hungry dogs, and said with a treacherous smile.

This is the only way, otherwise it would have to fight. And Yang Feng said several things, so there is room for profit distribution, so the group of ghosts dispersed reluctantly.

Yang Feng breathed a long sigh, then slept until the afternoon. He was having dinner under Xiaohui's sister when a clerk suddenly came up to say that a German asked for a visit, saying that it was from the Zen Minister's Foreign Trade Branch.

Yang Feng knew that there was news about Tang Juwu when he heard this. He had been with his brothers for more than half a year. According to the itinerary, it was time to arrive. These people traveled thousands of miles alone. Now the season when the mountains were covered with heavy snow was already out of ammunition and food. Yang Feng didn't want his investment to be wasted.

He quickly ordered people to be taken to the office.

The employee of the Zen foreign businessman named Hans. He has been in Peking for several days. Unfortunately, Yang Feng was about to go back, so when he heard that he was back, he rushed over immediately. After the two of them exchanged hurried greetings, he immediately introduced the situation of Tang Juwu.

They were indeed out of ammunition and food. Five hundred troops were alone to go around the Great Xing'an Mountains, cross the vast northern wilderness, and then enter the primeval forest of the Little Xing'an Mountains. When they finally returned to their hometown, less than four hundred people were left. What greeted these wanderers home was the long and cold winter, encirclement of tens of thousands of Japanese and puppet troops.

However, they were fearless. They had already achieved their wish and died in the land of their hometown. Tang Juwu had a huge influence on the East Bian Road. As soon as they returned, they immediately gathered Deng Tiemei and others who were scattered guerrillas. In addition, they also contacted the G Party in the Northeast. Now their subordinates have quickly expanded to 3,000 people and are in urgent need of food and ammunition.

"Thank you, Mr. Hans, this is my little intention." After hearing Hans's narration, Yang Feng nodded and asked Xiaohui to get ten small yellow croakers and hand them to him.

Hans left with a smile. Yang Feng behind him couldn't help but sigh softly. Tang Juwu did not emphasize the difficulties, but by thinking about it, you can know what they would encounter during this long journey. Thousands of miles of vast primeval forest, endless no-man's land, jackals and beasts all over the mountains, and even enemies they might encounter at any time. It can be said that it is a miracle that they can return to their hometown alive.

This is a group of people who are truly worthy of respect, but unfortunately there are too few such people. The main force who is now encircling them is their colleagues back then.

What they need is easy to solve. Water-beaded rifles, bullets, grenades, can be purchased in Peking. As for food and other things, there are only a few thousand people in total. Dozens of tons of food are enough for them to spend the winter. Besides, they cannot have their own supply channels. However, considering their current situation, Yang Feng suddenly remembered something that suits them the most, fried noodles, and a mouthful of snow, which supported the volunteers' war.

In addition, prepare some beef jerky, frozen meat, etc., but unfortunately, time is tight, otherwise they will be given some ham sausages and canned meat, and they will also have to supplement some vitamins.

All these things can be arranged by his subordinates. Anyway, as Tang Juwu agreed, there is still one week for Sun Dianying to buy meat from Mongolian herders and exchange it for food and salt.

This guy has been living more and more comfortable during this period. The bald man is very worried about him. Like in history, he has created a Qinghai settlement supervisor for him. He wants to fool him into fighting with the Ma family army and has no worries about food and clothing. He will not be fooled by this. He didn't know where he found a pen to the public and issued a righteous telegram to the outside world, claiming that he would be willing to defend the border forever for the country, otherwise he would resign and leave the bald man, which would be disgusting. You, your 50,000 or 60,000 troops will also follow him?

In the end, the matter was left unresolved. Later, he simply gave him the hat of the security commander of Chadong and let him stay in Chahar and fend for himself! This just fulfilled Sun Dianying's wish and continued his career in snatching peaceably.

Anyway, Yang Feng sold him dirty food, arms, and even the ocean, and he had whatever he wanted. Occasionally, wolves were released to harm the Mongolian grasslands, and he was now a Mongolian king.

Opposite him was the man of the puppet army Li Shouxin. He was also a smart man who carried an old sleeve to make a fortune and fought all the way from the small soldiers. If Sun Dianying didn't cause trouble for him, it would give the Japanese face. How dare he touch Sun Dianying's butt? It is said that the two families have a lot of contacts and now they are brothers. Li Shouxin, who came from a bandit family, still has a common language with the bandits.

The meat was handed over to Sun Dianying for him. Just let the plane bring it to him. Just let the fried noodles be a little troublesome. This thing needs to be mobilized, but Yang Feng didn't want to make the whole city of Peking. If the Kwantung Army finds that Tang Juwu's people use fried noodles as military rations, it will affect their friendship with the Japanese people.

Yang Feng took the opportunity to go to the Xiner to find Liu Haining to find a way for him in the evening. The old man was immediately happy when he heard his concerns.

"This is not easy to deal with, so don't worry about anything. I will give you 30,000 kilograms of fried noodles in five or six days, but how do you transport them?" his father-in-law asked curiously.

"Please forgive me for keeping this in a silence." Yang Fengzhen said with a smile.

Liu Haining knew that he had many secrets and didn't care too much, just smiled it.

Yang Feng then talked to him about running a school, which surprised Liu Haining. Of course, he now supports Yang Feng unconditionally, but he has some concerns about Yang Feng's school-running ideas.

"If you don't hold a liberal arts subject, it may easily cause criticism." His concerns are reasonable. At this time, China was still in the era of scholars and officials. Literature was always superior. A school with the liberal arts subject was undoubtedly a provocation to their authority. It would be strange if Yang Feng was not scolded by blood at that time!

However, Yang Feng was not ready to compromise on this matter.

"We just run a workers' training school, train a few workers in our own factory, and then receive entrusted training from other companies. To put it bluntly, we play internally and have nothing to do with the outside world. As for opening next to Peking University, it can be said to be a competing with Peking University's spiritual energy. Maybe those literati will be happy!" Yang Feng said.

"Okay, leave it to me for buying land and building a school, just be responsible for finding a teacher." Liu Haining said with a smile. He was also looking forward to such a school. As the scale of the companies in his hands became larger and larger, he felt more and more lack of skilled workers. In fact, not only Yang Feng hired Americans, but also many. If there was a school that solved the source of workers, he would be very welcome.

"What else do you need to find? Among the Americans I brought back last time, there were dozens of engineers who would first support the shelf, and then let Lao Qin recruit from the United States when he saw that he needed it. Now there are no talents there?" Yang Feng said with a smile.

As the two were talking, Xin'er appeared outside the door with her head protrudingly. The old guy then looked at the watch and said, "I still have a card game, so I won't accompany you."

After saying that, he got up and went out, and no longer hindered Yang Feng from playing with his daughter.

"What good things did you bring?" As soon as her father went out, Xin'er immediately ran in and asked with anticipation.

"Let's go to your room first." Yang Feng took the small suitcase and went to Xin'er's boudoir with a sneer smile, then held her shoulder with both hands and said, "Stand up, don't move!"

Xin'er stood there in confusion, and Yang Feng circled around her. He had to say that it makes sense that the girl changed her life at an age. Last year's cute little girl has now developed into a bulge and tilted back, and her size has jumped up by five or six centimeters. She is basically not much shorter than him. Her superior life makes her face so tender that she can only be described as a blow-on.

It’s a ripe peach, it’s time to pick the season, and Yang Feng felt his desire to move.

The atmosphere was a bit charming, Xin'er's face was already red, her eyes were drooping, her lips were gently pursed, and she looked like she was so stubborn that Yang Feng suddenly reached out and untied her ponytail. Her black hair was spread like a waterfall, and a healthy luster flashed under the light.

“Perfect, so perfect!”

"What are you doing?" Xin'er hit him in shame.

"Does your classmates have the same skin as you do? In addition, you need a very fair and beautiful hand and a very neat and white teeth. Of course, your appearance and figure must also be first-class."

"What to do?" Xin'er asked in confusion.

"I need four models to highlight my four products." Yang Feng said, opening the small suitcase and taking out the Haifeis shampoo, Olay Moisturizing Cream, Dabao Hand Cream, and a tube of Colgate Toothpaste from it.

"You have good hair, some people who wash their hair, some people who brush their teeth, some people who wash their hair tomorrow. You will find three more classmates to meet the above standards. Then come to Jinyuan and choose the best clothes each. I will hold a press conference tomorrow." He continued.

While applying olay to her little face, Xin'er nodded quickly and suddenly said with a frown: "The hands are the most beautiful, but she definitely doesn't like doing this."

"Lin Yin?" Yang Feng's voice immediately rose octave.

"I haven't settled the accounts with her yet! Tell her if she comes, our account will be written off. If she doesn't come, I will study her credit issues with her." The guy said viciously.

(Thanks to book friends 120321180343541, beauties cannot be lustful, 130906142032302, the reward of the demon against the sky, will be strongly recommended next week.)
Chapter completed!