Yang Feng found that being a pirate in the future would be a good job. This time he fought more than one million oceans. The losses in the Doron War were compensated for in this way. However, there was a certain danger in doing so. He was so happy to catch silver dollars under the water. He suddenly found that there was a huge monster above his head. The guy quickly stopped moving and lay motionlessly under the water.

The Fengfeng destroyer had reached the sinking position of Dagumaru and was rushing to rescue the surviving crew members on the sea without paying any attention to the monster under the water. Yang Feng once again extended the snorkel and periscope as thick as a tap water pipe, and it was still stretched out between a pile of floating garbage on the sea.

"There are monsters! There are monsters underwater!" A crew member screamed at the top of his lungs and startled him.

The crew member was just stuck in a cabin. When he was about to die, Yang Feng's big claws tear open the cabin where he was. Yang Feng was just looking for the ocean, and he didn't notice that there was another survivor running out.

However, the crew member only saw a black shadow with claws and didn't understand what it was.

When they heard his shout, the destroyer immediately became chaotic. Although they had not been hit by the atomic bomb and then mutated into Godzilla, the Japanese had long anticipated the ocean monsters. The fearful crew quickly turned the 127mm naval gun and aimed at the sea surface.

Underwater Yang Feng quickly put away the vent pipe, then slowly floated up and started the thruster to sneak away. At this time, there was no active sonar. It was not easy for the Japanese to find him by passive listening. However, he obviously forgot the level of pollution in the Bohai Sea at this time. In the clear sea water that was more than 20 meters deep, the mud and sand stirred by him immediately exposed his position, and a series of shells immediately exploded on the sea surface.

The huge water pressure shock caused his crayfish submarine to flip several times in a row. If it weren't for the beauty's avatar that fixed those boxes of oceans in time, Yang Feng would probably be killed by his wealth.

"Let's go up, go up! If the tiger doesn't show its power, you think I'm a sick cat!" Yang Feng roared in anger. The lobster quickly accelerated and rushed towards the destroyer. The noise generated by this high-speed sprint was immediately heard by the destroyer's sonar, and then more shells flew over.

Amid the deafening explosion, the lobster submarine stumbled towards the destroyer, and Yang Feng was dying from the top. Fortunately, the distance was very close and soon entered the blind spot of the naval gun. The poor Fengfeng-class destroyer did not consider the anti-submarine issue at all when it was built, and there was no deep-water bomb. When it encountered this situation, it was completely blinded, and the destroyer was immediately panicked.

"Dare to blow me up?" Yang Feng looked over his head with a grim smile. The destroyer was sailing at a high speed, trying to get rid of the monster that had lost its trace at this time. They didn't know that the monster was attached to the bottom of the ship like a sealed fish.

On the lobster's back, a huge circular saw was spinning at high speed, and it quickly touched the steel plate at the bottom of the ship. The noise of the water splash and the friction of metal cutting were as if the howlings of countless hungry ghosts when the gate of hell opened, leaving the Japanese sailors on the destroyer blank.

"It's this voice, abandon the ship quickly! We will sink in a few minutes!" Captain Nomura, who was rescued, hugged his son who was the first mate, and cried like a collapse.

"Baga! We are the emperors!" His son slapped him without hesitation and scolded him angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, a creaking moan came from the destroyer under his feet. Then the hull began to tilt to one side.

They are all veterans who have been playing boats all their lives, and everyone knows what will be waiting for them next.

"Push the mine down! Detonate directly!" The captain roared with a decisive look on his face. He was ready to die with the monster.

A huge mine was lifted up and threw it against the side of the ship with a detonating device.

The effect was very obvious. The huge explosion of hundreds of kilograms of explosives was so close that it shook the lobster submarine that was dissecting underwater. Of course, it also shocked the destroyer. The Fengfeng destroyer, which was already fragile, had already been opened by Yang Feng for a hole of more than ten meters long. How could he withstand such a violent explosion? Half of the hull was blown away directly, and soon capsized on the sea like a dead fish.

At this time, Yang Feng finally woke up from the impact of the explosion. He gloated and looked at the sinking destroyer not far away with his two big claws. This scene immediately fell into the eyes of the surviving Japanese sailors. When he saw the fun and returned to the shore and pulled a cart of oceans back to Peiping, the news of sea monsters in the Bohai Sea had spread all over Pingjin.

"Sea monsters, nonsense, why don't they say a single dragon? Their warships were not built well, and they could not find the reason when they exploded, so they actually pushed them to the head of the sea monster!" Yang Feng held the newspaper and rebuked the ridiculous rumors of such strange powers and gods with a righteous look on his face.

"You can't say anything. There is a falling dragon in Yingkou this summer. The world is in chaos and everything comes out." His father-in-law said with emotion.

"Is there a dragon really falling?" Yang Feng said curiously.

"It's not so. There are photos of keels in the newspaper. Many people have specially visited them to see them, but they were later taken away by the Japanese." Liu Haining said.

Only then did Yang Feng remember that this seemed to be true, but he was in the United States at that time, otherwise he could have seen it.

However, this can be used. The dragon is the totem of the Chinese nation. The fallen dragon may have been conspired by the Japanese. It can make some animal bones and spread some rumors outside. So the fallen dragon appears. Aren’t the Americans just pieced together the sea snake with fish bones and then exhibited all over the world?

Otherwise, why did the falling dragon appear at this time? You should know that Chinese history usually uses this to indicate that the country will die.

However, this provides you with a good material. When you go out to stimulate the Japanese in the future, you can completely turn the shuttle into a dragon shape. A giant dragon that retaliates against the Japanese all over the world is undoubtedly the best explanation for the fallen dragon in Yingkou. It was killed by the Japanese, so the dragon clan came to take revenge.

You can even go to Japan to make trouble, such as spraying a fireball, and then go back to customize an oversized flamethrower next time, and go to Tokyo to spray a few times when you are bored.

"It seems a bit too fantasy!" He sent off his father-in-law and the guy crouched in the boss's chair and said to himself.

"Boss, there is a man named Zhang Xinfu outside asking for a meeting. He said that it was introduced by Lu Zuofu and Mr. Zhang Jiayi from Shanghai. Should you meet him now or arrange other times?" Xiaohui came in and interrupted his dream of turning into a giant dragon.

Yang Feng is also a big shot now, and usually strangers have to make an appointment when they come to see him.

But this person is different. This is the mining engineer Lu Zuofu found for him. He hurriedly said, "Please invite Mr. Zhang to the living room!"

"Zhang Xinfu, this seems a bit familiar. No matter how he is! The one who can make him an impression must be a celebrity." Yang Feng said to himself as he walked into the living room.

Zhang Xinfu is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a Northeast accent. After the two exchanged greetings, they realized that he was from Jilin. His father was a member of Congress of the Beiyang government. Speaking of which, he was also an old acquaintance with Liu Haining. He was a Ph.D. in geology at the University of Michigan in the United States. He was the director of Muling Coal Mine in Jilin. He was exiled to the Pass after 918.

Since his father and Liu Haining are old acquaintances, it is easy for the two to get along.

"Brother Zhang. Since you and I are considered family friends, I will just say that I bought a land exploration and mining rights in California. Now I lack one who is in charge of the work there. I wonder if Brother Zhang is interested." Yang Feng said.

"Brother Yang Xian, do you already know the minerals here?" Zhang Xinfu said as he looked at the map spread out by Yang Feng.

"That's natural. I don't know what I'm buying it for? I have all the information needed for mining, including the specific location, mineral distribution, mining difficulty and even rough processing methods. Anyway, I have everything you need here, and the only thing you need to know is that the thing I mine is rare earths. I believe you should be familiar with this, right?" Yang Fengzhen said with a smile.

"Rare Earth?" Zhang Xinfu was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, rare earths, the main ones are fluorocarbon cerium ore. In addition, my people are also looking for other rare earth ore in the United States. All you have to do is to preside over the mining and rough processing, and then transport the rough processing products back to China. I will build a refinery factory in Chongqing."

"Don't there be any in China? Why do you have to go to the United States?" Zhang Xinfu asked in confusion.

"It's better to use other people's things first. It's better to bury our own things underground." Yang Fengzhen said with a smile.

Zhang Xinfu still shook his head a little confused. They were eager to mine anything in China now, but since Yang Feng is the boss, he naturally does whatever he says.

"Okay, but I need to bring a few people in the country." Zhang Xinfu said.

"You have the final say for yourself. I will give you the whole job, and you will have the final say for how to operate and manage it. I just need to see the products. After arriving in the United States, I will go to Los Angeles to find Yang's Mining. They will provide you with everything you need." Yang Feng waved his hand and said.

Someone was responsible for the rare earth mines in California. There was no one in Jinyuan's business in Europe, and even the study abroad plan also needed to be carried out. Yang Feng immediately began to visit various universities in Pingjin one by one. The plan he proposed was very simple. He selected outstanding students at these universities, then signed a contract with Jinyuan, and Jinyuan Company designated their disciplines, and then Jinyuan Company was responsible for providing their study abroad fees. However, after graduation, he had to work for Jinyuan, otherwise he would have to compensate a huge liquidated damages.

"Is there no work deadline? You won't be prepared to work for Jinyuan for the rest of your life? There are also issues with the benefits during the future work period. What is the salary standard for you to give them? It seems that all of these have to be written, right?" Zhang Boling, president of Tianjin Nankai University, looked at Yang Feng's extremely simple contract and frowned.

"Of course, these are just a few random writings by the younger generation. The specific contract content will be negotiated and resolved by the lawyer and the students who accept the agreement." Yang Feng said respectfully that, stimulated by Principal Wu, he has always been full of awe for the principals of this era.

Zhang Boling nodded and smiled, "That's why I'm too concerned."

"Okay, you are also responsible for the students. In fact, there is a reluctance for me to come." Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Mr. Yang, please speak." This old man who participated in the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 and spent his whole life to create Nankai, and was kicked out by Mr. Lin, has a good impression of Yang Feng.

"I'm going to dig someone from you, I hope you don't mind." Yang Feng said with a guilty look on his face.

"Who are you digging?" Zhang Boling frowned.

"A young professor, Fang Xianting." Yang Feng said that one of the four major economists in the Republic of China, it should be enough to use him to replace President Wu in charge of European business. Now Fang Xianting is just an ordinary professor in Nankai. There are so many professors in Ping and Tianjin.

Zhang Boling smiled helplessly. In fact, he also knew that Yang Feng was trying to give him face. With his financial resources, not to mention digging for a professor here, even officials of the National Government could dig as much as they want. Wang Zhu took the rank of colonel before going to the United States.

"You can talk about this yourself. As long as Professor Fang is willing, I will not stop him. But I also have a small request. I am going to conduct some necessary military training for students. You have to help me." Zhang Boling said.

"That's simple. You can go to the military camp of the Security Brigade and play whatever you want. Rifles, machine guns, and cannons are fine. If you are willing, it's okay for me, a student, to get an automatic rifle." Yang Feng said without hesitation.

"This is not necessary." Zhang Boling said quickly. A student is equipped with a rifle. Is this a school or a military camp?

There is naturally no resistance to Fang Xianting. He is just in his early thirties and is at the age of determined to do something. He is still better at staying alone in school. What's more, he is working for Jinyuan Company, which is the most popular now. Now there are also people in charge of Europe.

Yang Feng was actually quite busy during this period. He had to worry about the great cause of pirates and also ran for his alliance, just like a traitor in the Warring States Period. Now his wool alliance has already had a good start. Sun Dianying and the 29th Army actually formed an alliance one by one, and the next step is to pull Fu Zuoyi into the water.

The Wool Alliance is a promising project. Acrylic blends have greatly reduced the price of wool textiles. This market has expanded a lot. Many people who used to be unable to afford sweaters can now wear sweaters. Moreover, this is a big market around the world, with no competitors. Anyway, he can only provide acrylic. Even if European and American scientists can research it in advance, it will probably be at least five years later. You must know that DuPont officially produced acrylic in 50 years in history, not to mention that the patent is still in his own hands.

Besides, even if it is produced, it will definitely not be able to compete with itself in cost. Modern acrylic is almost bargain. That is to say, as long as the market can accommodate it, you can set up many wool mills in China. The only constraint is wool. Although there are many sheep in China, there are no fine wool sheep. There is no problem with coarse wool sheep knitting a carpet and rolling a felt, and no one likes it if it is spinned into wool.

But I can provide it myself, buy those fine wool sheep that have been cultivated from modern times and are suitable for the Chinese environment, and then sell them to warlords like Sun Dianying. Then the rest is their business. The larger the scale of China's blending industry, the greater the protection of their territory. When someone grabs it, they will really fight to the death.

But no matter how large the blending industry develops, it is always in its own hands. As long as its acrylic stops, all factories will wait for bankruptcy! In other words, they are in their own hands from warlords to capitalists. They absolutely no one dares to say no if they say they beat the Japanese.

By doing this, the alliance still has a lot of room for expansion. For example, the Ma family army, Yang Hucheng, and these pastoral warlords can develop it. Then, with the wool sprouting base in Pingjin, if it succeeds, most of the Northern China will be in its own hands.

When Yang Feng thought that he would become the invisible master of half of Northern China, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. This excitement remained until he returned to Peiping, and his face immediately collapsed because a person he was most disliked to see was waiting for him.

However, considering that this person was here to give him money, Yang Feng still asked Margrit to rub his face hard, and then treated him with a hypocritical smile.

"Yanqijun, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Mr. Yang, it's hard all the way."

The two bowed to each other like a couple of dogs who were chasing, and then Yanqi took out a 500,000 pound check issued by HSBC. This is the cost of Imperial Plastic's patent for purchasing polypropylene, and of course, it also includes patent authorization for the production process.

"Yan Qijun, I heard that Americans are preparing to increase tax on crude oil exported to Japan?" Yang Feng looked at the check and said casually that this matter is indeed true. Not only Americans, but also British people are also preparing to increase tax on crude oil exported to Japan.

The Japanese firmly suppressed the producers of the United States and Britain in the polyethylene market with cheap labor costs and the advantages of taking the lead. This has aroused the vigilance of the two governments. Now the second phase of Imperial Plastics project has been put into production, and the production capacity has been expanded by five times. If this continues, the producers of the United States and Britain will be about to go bankrupt. These capitalists have enough energy in governments of various countries. A tax increase plan specifically for exporting Japanese crude oil will be passed.

The oil group has no objection to this. In fact, they are also building their own polyethylene projects. Yang Feng’s patent is not just for one. Mobil and Shell are building their own polyethylene bases, so defeating the Japanese Empire Plastics is their unanimous goal.

Ionqi sighed helplessly. This incident was indeed a headache. The powerful Japanese Empire actually allowed Mi Ying to bully him.

"Actually, do you know that there are many additives that can be added to polyethylene production, and they are also very cheap additives?" Yang Feng said with a sarcastic smile.

"How cheap?" Yan Qi's eyes were almost glaring out, and he almost lay in front of Yang Feng and asked.

"It's hard to say, it's very cheap! It depends on the quality requirements of the users." Yang Feng said. He had long discovered that Japanese polyethylene products are made of pure materials, including those from the United States, Britain and other countries, and they didn't know that other things could be added there.

"How much?" Yanqi certainly knew that Yang Feng would not give it to him for free.

"One-price, two million oceans!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!

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