Mitchell just read a few pages and was immediately attracted by this novel that was as famous as her. After almost half an hour, he raised his head and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, I'm a little too rude. Your novel is so much more than what I have written."

"No, no, Mrs. Marsh, you don't understand what I mean. What I need is a novel written by Atlanta and set in Atlanta. After all, this city was the most hurt in that war. For a publisher, it is the best selling point. Although it is a bit too cruel to awaken that painful memory, history should not be forgotten after all." Yang Feng said affectionately, just as the deepest feelings of the slave traders in the south were as close as him.

"Mr. Yang, can I ask the name of your publishing house?" Mitchell said with a smile, looking like he was already moved.

"People!" Yang Feng said a name that he felt like the sky thunder was rolling with a sacred look on his face.

"People?" Mitchell repeated slightly unexpectedly.

"Yes, people, my publishing house will be a publishing house that serves the people completely, not for those dirty politicians. It will not be used to promote those deceptive lies, and will not use powder to smear the darkness of reality. Its purpose is only one, so that the civilians who struggle to survive in reality will have a pure land and a peaceful harbor that belongs to them!"

Margrit, who was speaking, was dizzy. In fact, no one knew Yang Feng better than her at this time. She really couldn't imagine that this black-hearted businessman who used prisoners of war as slaves, destroyed the bandits, and was building a world-class Yin cave could actually speak such noble words. Yang Feng's eyes were filled with infinite admiration.

This admiration even infected Mitchell, a greenhouse girl who grew up in the upper class, was immediately moved by Yang Feng's greatness. Before her husband came back, she had already taken out her manuscript to Yang Feng. At the same time, she also verbally agreed that she would sell the right to publish and film adaptation to him at Yang Feng's offer. In this way, the rest was the job of a lawyer. Yang Feng politely declined Mitchell's invitation to leave for dinner and quickly took Margrit back to the aviation school.

The next day he immediately returned to New York. In fact, his publishing house was still under approval at this time, but there was nothing to worry about. It was just a matter of time. He even confirmed the first batch of novels published. Of course, Lengshan would not include it, as it would have an impact on Gone with the Wind. His first novel was the Song of Ice and Fire.

Speaking of which, Yang Feng is a bit helpless. It is not that simple to use the work of copying books. Although he has countless novels to choose from now, the most optimistic ones are more or less troubles, such as the Lord of the Rings. Now Tolkien is writing the Hobbit! Before the Hobbit has finished writing, he has done the follow-up part himself, which is really a bit unbearable.

If the Hobbit published it, it could be said that Tolkien's novels gave him inspiration, so he wrote such a masterpiece. It would take 1937 to wait until after 1937.

Harry Potter's background is not easy to change. After all, its modern flavor is still very strong. The same is true for the legend of Narnia. World War II has not happened yet! Besides, based on your own writing style, it is probably easy to change it into a tragedy. It will seriously affect your income.

After choosing, he found that the most suitable song of ice and fire was the song of ice and fire at the end, but this must also be considered as the taste of people in this era. After thinking about it, he did not find enough that meets his requirements, so he simply was it. Anyway, even if it is not popular now, it will sooner or later, but for him, such a novel will probably shock all the Americans.

In addition to publishing novels, he also needs to run a newspaper. He even thought of the name of the newspaper, called the Tomorrow Daily, which can attract readers with occasional prophecies, and then serialize some detective novels. The first one he has confirmed was the murder case on the Nile River.

Then there is the comics being published, Superman is ready to land on Earth from Krypton at any time.

"Oh, if you continue like this, this is Murdoch's rhythm!" Sitting in his private manor in New York, Yang Feng said with emotion while looking at the song of ice and fire in his hand.

I was feeling the feeling there! Qin Songnian came over with a group of people. This is the main staff of his Amazon Mining and People's Publishing House. Now some unemployed people in the United States are, and it is too simple to find some talents in these aspects.

There is nothing to pay too much attention to in publishing. Anyway, it’s just a puppet. The work you do is simpler than Lu Yongnian. Just find someone with experience in this field to do it well. What he really cares about is Brazil’s gem mining business.

The leadership of Amazon Mining is composed of two parts, one is mainly American technical and managerial personnel, and one is mainly Chinese financial personnel. The general manager is an overseas Chinese named Cao Fu'an recommended by Situ Meitang, and the chief engineer is a Portuguese American.

"Mr. Yang, you don't need to worry too much about how to carry out your work in Brazil. The most important thing to pay attention to is safety issues. The situation there is different from that in the United States. In addition, the nature of the work requires a certain amount of security." Cao Fu'an said that he was in his forties and grew up in Brazil since childhood. He was a member of the Hongmen. This is what Yang Feng valued. At this time, Brazil was also an important stronghold of the Hongmen.

His words made Yang Feng's mind move. It seemed that he should set up a security company. At this time, the American consortium had private armed forces specializing in dirty work, but the form was different. JY now belonged to a veritable consortium. Without a decent security force, it was indeed not suitable.

"Don't worry about this. I will set up a separate security company to hire a group of gunmen from the United States to provide protection for you." Thinking of this, he nodded and said.

What a real private mercenary can do is not just to provide protection for the mines, and it is impossible for you to have no dirty work to solve in the future.

As for the name of this security company, there is no need to hesitate. Apart from Umbrella, he really can't think of any better name.

So a company that is notorious in the future, covering defense contracting, subversion of power, smuggling, tomb robbery, and human trafficking. It can be said that the sinful mercenaries and black groups took the first step of sin in a peaceful garden in the world's largest metropolis on a sunny afternoon.

However, the management of such an organization is a big problem. This is a brand new field for Yang Feng. To put it simply, it is not professional!

"Don't matter! Anyway, I won't lose anything if I make it. Even if I release a demon, it will not be the one who harms me!" After everyone left, the guy said to himself.

It was not difficult to register a security company in the United States. Soon, including its Amazon Mining and People's Publishing House, the three companies completed all official procedures together.

At this time, under pressure from all sides, the US Department of Defense finally agreed to Lockheed's Liberator Bomber to participate in the bid for the US Army Aviation long-range bomber project, and its main competitor was Boeing's b17.

As for the results of the bid, Yang Feng didn't care whether it was successful or not. His bomber would not be worried about sales. He had already made his reputation. If the US side did not buy it, there would be others who bought it. For example, the bald man, he would not believe that he would get dozens of liberators back and put it in Peking. The bald man would not be in a hurry. We would not cheat people at that time. 300,000 US dollars per aircraft. If you like to buy it or not, the money can be exchanged for goods. I believe that 300,000 yuan can still be digested.

Then I will keep another thirty or fifty aircraft, which is actually enough for Lockheed's production in three to five years. After all, their main business should still be on long-range passenger planes. So far, the official orders received by Hercules have exceeded thirty aircraft. If we add the two major airlines, Jinyuan and Panda, with the current production capacity of Lockheed, it will take at least one year to complete. Kelly Johnson has begun to expand the factory in Burbank.

What Yang Feng really focused on was not now, but World War II a few years later. Even if the US Army doesn't want to use it, it will have to use it. In addition, Britain and France will also need it. Then, with domestic demand, it is estimated that the orders will not be less than 10,000 aircraft by then. When he thought of this number, he couldn't help but sigh that World War II has helped the US industry too much. You must know that the major aircraft manufacturing companies in the United States are staring at like a group of hungry wolves, but there are only two hundred and twenty aircraft orders.

There is also Hercules passenger plane. His goal is to seize this market in advance when the DC3 has not been developed. Hercules flew farther and carried more passengers. Various facilities are even more perfect than the DC3. When designing indicators for Kelly Johnson, Yang Feng's requirements for all data were based on the standards of pressing the DC3 end. In fact, Kelly Johnson even did better than he asked, and Yang Feng had enough confidence in this kind of aircraft.

As for the two-body demons, this is not Yang Feng’s real focus. He now just wants to create an aircraft that could provide sufficient air protection in the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japan. The Zero did not officially join the war until 1940s. Before that, his shrinking version of P38 was enough. Besides, he could replace it with the Allison engine again. Anyway, he has only built one test aircraft now.

Yang Feng really bets on jet fighters, using small-scale twin demons to meet the needs of the Chinese battlefield, and then strives to develop jet fighters. Before the Pacific War begins, he strives to put his jet fighters into production so that the largest gold mine can be dug. It is not difficult to achieve this goal. He is not counting on Whittle. He raises Whittle to remove the fire from the bottom of the pot, and first drag the British jet fighters back as much as possible, so that the beard can beat them hard, so that he can make them buy it until he builds it.

As for how to ensure that it can be developed on schedule, this is too simple. If you go back and buy a few old J-5s, how much money will it cost to buy J-6? If you have the materials and a factory, it is not easy to copy them?

Now Yang Feng has one thing that has not been dealt with, that is, his four engines. This thing is still in the Lockheed Power Research Institute. Kelly Johnson has contacted Pratt & Whitney, and then they will conduct a test and determine what price to buy. This matter has been completely handed over to Kelly Johnson. Yang Feng promised to give him a commission of 5% no matter how much. According to Kelly Johnson's estimate, Yang Feng's previous money for purchasing engines at Pratt & Whitney can be recovered immediately.

Yang Feng stayed in the United States until his Song of Ice and Fire, Tomorrow, and Superman Comics were officially released on the same day before leaving the United States. During this period, Lockheed modified a Hercules passenger plane. In order to avoid the situation where he almost didn't fly to Guam last time, he deliberately reduced the seats and added a spare fuel tank to fill the plane with fuel at one time, and then carried five guests and Yang Feng's safe. The flight could reach 5,000 kilometers. This is enough. Anyway, the Pacific route is operated by Pan American Airlines. Whether they can use Hercules to cross the Pacific Ocean is nothing to do with Yang Feng. If it doesn't work, they can only build another airport on Wake Island.

Yang Feng still wanted to stay in the United States for a while. After all, many of his business had just begun, but the problem was that he couldn't go back because the rifles he ordered from Mauser's company had arrived. Fifty thousand Mauser K98s have arrived at Tianjin Port. Liu Xiang's guys' eyes were red. If they didn't go back, these guys would go crazy.

What surprised Yang Feng was that the bald man did not react at all. He probably didn't know what he was going to do with these k98s. If he knew, he wouldn't be so calm.

Hercules' dual-plane took off from Los Angeles and spanned the Pacific Ocean in three days. By the afternoon of the fourth day, Yang Feng was already sitting in the office of Peking Jinyuan Company.

"Hiinz, it's so great to see you again in Peking!" Yang Feng didn't expect that Heinz was responsible for the K98 transportation this time, and he was in the channel for the Zen foreign goods. This shows that the Germans are quite considerate, and they are also worried that if the bald man makes a joke, they will lose the business. After all, there are still 250,000 units behind.

"Yang, can you tell me what you are going to do with these weapons? As a friend, I must say that it is difficult for you to sell so many k98s in the Chinese market. No one except the Zhongyang Army can eat such a large number. The Zhongyang Army has started to produce the m1924 rifles at the Gongxian Arsenal. So they will definitely not buy it." Heinz asked curiously. Not only him, but also Liu Xiang, almost everyone who knows about this has this question.

"Please forgive me for this. It's not convenient for me to tell you the purpose of them for the time being." Yang Feng said a little apologetically, and then changed the topic and said, "Heinz, I have a big business here. I wonder if you are interested?"

"What big business?" Heinz said hurriedly.

"A new type of artillery, and a new concept artillery, we used it in the last Battle of Doron, but that war was not very concerned by the outside world, so not many people noticed it." Yang Feng said. He wanted to stuff the rocket launcher to the Germans, and this guy was looking forward to the scene of the Type 63 rocket launcher and Katyusha against the bombing.

Heinz immediately became interested when he said that. Every time Yang Feng took out something, it was a shiny sight. This time, it was definitely no exception. However, he was curious why this guy didn't look for Todman, but he looked for him?

"It's very simple. I don't want to do business with the German government. You know that the British and French have always been watching me tightly. If I trade with the German government, they have reason to interfere, but if I just sell the things to Zen foreign companies, then I don't have to worry about them. As for whom you resell the things to, it has nothing to do with me." Yang Feng was also helpless. After the bottom-row extended range bomb transaction, he made a verbal promise with Britain and France that he would not sell new weapons to the German government again.

He is an honest and trustworthy businessman. If he says he doesn't sell it to the German government, he will never sell it to the German government. This is related to his honor, but there is nothing to be taboo about what he sells to German merchants in China.

To put it bluntly, this guy's business is getting bigger and bigger now, and he has passed the time to do whatever he wants. He must consider the relationship between the British and the French.

Heinz shrugged and immediately understood his purpose.

"Well, then when will we go and appreciate this new artillery?" he said with a smile.

"It's OK at any time!" Yang Feng said.

The news of this guy returning to China was naturally immediately known by Sichuan. The next day, Yang Feng was preparing to pull a rocket launcher with Heinz to inspect the goods! Liu Xiang's special envoy Zhang Sike took Jinyuan's flight to Beijing secretly.

"Brother Sike, why are you?" Yang Feng held back his laughter and said in surprise to Zhang Sike, who was lifting his fake beard from his face.

"I have to do this! Now the people from the Blue Clothing Club are staring at me too tightly." Zhang Sike complained while asking his entourage to take a long crate, then opened it and took out an old rifle from it.

"Brother Yang, this kind of rifle, according to your requirements, and thirty bullets, we will use your first batch of Mauser rifles, Chairman Liu, and you will need 30,000." This guy didn't bother to talk about anything else, and handed the gun to Yang Feng and said.

This is an old Chengdu man made, so I guess I chose a better one, but even so, the rifle inside can be seen with severe wear and tear. I guess I don’t know how much bullets will be thrown out.

"You three troops alone have 30,000 such old guns?" Yang Feng said a little in disbelief.

"Brother Yang, this is pretty good. Brother, let me tell you the truth. We really have guns from the Qing Dynasty in our hands. The Chengdu Arsenal couldn't build much in a year. In addition, as soon as a war is fought, everyone will go there first, so it is rare to produce decently for a few days. What should we use if we don't use these old guns?" Zhang Sike said with a wry smile.

Liu Xiang is the best situation. In this case, the weapons in the hands of others are probably worse. I am afraid that such a person would be a good thing for Yang Sen. It is hard to imagine how he brought such a bunch of rags to fight against the Shanghai Beach.

"Okay, brother, I agree too! As long as you can fire bullets, you can bring the guns here quickly! My gun is in the warehouse!" Yang Feng said with emotion.

"I came here for this reason, it is difficult to transport it out. I can only take the water route to Hankou to transfer the train. Chairman Liu is afraid that he will be detained by Nanjing at that time. He means, Brother Yang, can you contact foreigners and let them help transport it?" Zhang Sike said embarrassedly.
Chapter completed!