Yanqi sighed melancholy, looked at Yingzi, who looked shyly behind Yang Feng, who looked like a bride, and then slowly said, "Yang Jun, you really surprised me. You also know that I have always regarded Yingzi as my biological daughter."

"Really, I'm really sorry!" Yang Feng said with a bow as he learned the Japanese's actions.

"I just heard that you already have two fiancées. Could it be that Sakurako went back to be a concubine with you?" Yanqi asked.

"I'm so sorry. It seems that this is the only way. I think as long as we love each other, identity should not matter." Yang Feng said shamelessly.

"Oh, forget it, as long as Sakurako feels happy, everything will be done!" Yanqi sighed and said. When he thought that he could not taste his niece's body himself, he was inevitably a little excited.

"It's really causing you trouble!" Yang Feng continued to play with his Japanese imitation show.

Of course, this does not affect his greed in the negotiations. There is nothing to say about the polyethylene patent fee. He has publicly stated that no matter who is one percent, the price of various technical information is relatively expensive. Yang Feng can sell a sky-high price of 200,000 yuan for a set of polyethylene production process, and future technical consultations must also be charged.

But the Japanese could only accept it because Yang Feng provided them with a downstream product of polyethylene.

"Please look!" Yang Feng pointed to a roll of unfolded greenhouse film and said: "This is the polyethylene product we have developed. It can be used in all places where waterproofing is needed. In addition, it can be planted in greenhouses. You can use it to build a greenhouse. You can eat delicious watermelon even in the cold winter. We have applied for a patent for this film and the machine that produces it. I wonder if you are interested."

"So how to calculate the patent fee?" Mitsui asked slightly excitedly while stroking the smooth greenhouse film.

"If they produce them, they must pay me a patent fee of twenty years, but you don't need such trouble. Two million oceans, I can provide you with machines and training. As long as you only use them in China rather than export them, you can make them yourself, and I will not charge patent fees again." Yang Feng said very generously.

Seeing that several people were hesitating, he continued, "Of course you don't have to rush to agree. Take this roll of film back and test it. If you think it is valuable enough, we will discuss it in detail at that time.

There is also a polyethylene product here!”

As he said that, he asked Lao Wu to bring a bundle of convenient bags.

"All conditions are exactly the same as films. Two million oceans will belong to you!" He said while pouring water into the convenience bag.

Of course, Yang Feng would definitely not wait here until the Japanese make a decision. The next day he followed the President Coolidge directly to Shanghai. Sakurako officially became his person, of course as a concubine. However, the harvest was quite large. He bought two million US dollars of silver from Mitsui Bank, and 300,000 oceans of technical information from Empire Plastics, which can also be said to be a full load.

When he returned to Shanghai again, he was no longer unknown. The reputation of Yanhuang Laboratory and Yang Feng had spread all over the world. It is said that this year's Bomb Award has given him a double nomination for medicine and chemistry, and none of the new inventions of other competitors can be compared with polyethylene and streptomycin. In other words, there are two bomb awards this year, and 80% will fall into Yanhuang Laboratory. As the only agent known to Yanhuang Laboratory, these two honors are actually for Yang Feng.

This is a big event. In poverty and backward China, it is enough to inspire the whole country. In this case, the welcome crowd in Shanghai is a bit huge. Shanghai Mayor and Songhu Guard Commander Wu Tiecheng personally led a team to wait at the dock, with flowers, applause, salutes, and beautiful female students. This scene made Yang Feng, who was holding a cherry blossom.

He made a reactionary remark to reporters that he supported the country, supported the chairman, saved the country, and worked hard to make a strong progress. Then he praised the prosperity of Shanghai under the rule of Mayor Wu. Although a floating corpse was floating on the Huangpu River behind him, he drove to the hotel together with Wu Tiechengqiang's happy smile to attend a welcome banquet held by all walks of life in Shanghai for Yang Feng.

"Mayor Wu, brothers bring something unruly from the United States this time, and I have to ask Mayor Wu to be kind." Yang Feng said to Wu Tiecheng, who was in the same car, and at the same time a Citi check was stuffed into his hands.

"Brother Yang, why are you and my brothers polite? It's just a trivial matter." Wu Tiecheng said as he glanced at the numbers on the check, and was reluctant to return them to Yang Feng.

So the relationship between the old and the young immediately heated up sharply, and the double age difference could not stop the two of them from calling each other brothers.

"Brothers are planning to expand Jinyuan Company's business to Shanghai and open a branch in Shanghai. You will have to take care of yourself, Brother Wu, at that time." Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Brother Yang, don't worry, I have brothers in everything. As long as I'm in Shanghai for a day, no one dares to cause trouble for you." Wu Tiecheng said with his chest patted.

"Another brother, when you pass by Nanjing, the Chairman's wife may meet you, be prepared." He then said.

"Oh, how dare you behave this? Mrs. Jiang has a noble status and a commoner, how dare you take this honor." Yang Feng said in panic that it was indeed unexpected for Meiling to meet him, but it was not surprising to think about it. After all, his identity is different now, and it is hard to say that it is difficult for the bald man to say it is right. If he is in Nanchang, he can only do it for his wife. Anyway, he is just a private person, and it is in accordance with the rules for his wife to meet him in his private identity.

Just meet me! Yang Feng is looking forward to getting to know Meiling, a real mature woman with temperament! Unfortunately, I wish I could not meet before I got married, but the bald man was in vain.

Go back and give me something that can make Meiling smile? Bikini? No, no, the bald man knows that he will kill me, so he should give me some jewelry. Anyway, he has pulled half of the truck! Just give her a few pieces! By the way, I have a bottle of big treasures that I have used to wear! I gave it to her, and it happened to be an advertisement. It was recommended by Mrs. Jiang, so I thought it would be better than any advertisement.

At the banquet welcoming Yang Feng, there were big capitalists full of sin, like the second son of the Rong family, Yu Qiaqing, Wu Yunchu..., and even Lu Zuofu, who was later killed by the People's Government, came, which gave Yang Feng enough face. Of course, many of these people came for Yang Feng's patents, but unfortunately they were not able to produce many of them. These people are textile factories, flour mills, and shipping companies. The ones that can be related to high technology are Wu Yunchu's chemical factories. Unfortunately, neither nylon nor polyethylene can be afforded, and Yang Feng was not prepared to let him play.

"Are you interested in producing tractors?" Yang Feng asked with a smile.

"Tractor?" A group of sinful capitalists were stunned.

"Yes, I have sold small agricultural tractors in Peking. In a few days, I will bring a batch to the south to try to promote them. If you are interested, you might as well take a look. The technology of this thing is not complicated. I believe it can be made in Shanghai. Steel is very cheap now and diesel is not expensive. Although it may not be popular for arable land, it is used to transport things. I think it will definitely be popular.

This thing has very low requirements for roads, even if there is no road, especially in mountainous areas. Such things will be of great help to transportation." Yang Feng turned to Lu Zuofu and said, "His home is in Chongqing, which is a real mountainous area.

"That's a lesson, but if it's really necessary to manufacture it, how can the machine solve it?" Lu Zuofu asked.

"The machine is handed over to the younger generation, and after I go back this time, I plan to open a vocational school in Peking to train production workers. If you are interested, you might as well send a group of people over there. Textiles, machinery manufacturing, and even cars and planes are within the scope of my training." Yang Feng said.

He planned to run a vocational school. Now there is no such school in China. He even thought about the school location and opened it next to Peking University. He first focused on vocational education and slowly became famous, and then developed into a pure university of science and technology.

Think about it, it is speechless in China's university education now. In a country with the least lacking in literati, there are liberal arts schools everywhere. On the contrary, the country lacks the most science and engineering knowledge. Few schools are really teaching. But it is normal to think about it. Chinese universities are transplanted from the West and even Japan. Those ghosts and Japanese naturally hope that the Chinese people will play literature and art every day, and by the way, they will study the ideas that disrupt the country. Advanced science and technology will be spared. Let's play it.

There was a relatively honest fool who actually opened a university mainly in science and engineering in Qingdao, and even the professors' knowledge was synchronized with their country. Unfortunately, this guy quickly beat him up and was beaten to death.

Yang Feng's ambition is to change all this. Just next to Peking University, he built a pure university of science and technology. He ignored any other literature, art, thought, and philosophy except scientific knowledge. At most, he taught history and cultivated the heroic sentiment of students to dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, and by the way, he looked at the humiliation we suffered in modern times.

The school song is like dreaming of returning to the Tang Dynasty. Every morning, you run two thousand meters first, not in school, but in Beiping city, you have to run and sing while running. In addition to dreaming of returning to the Tang Dynasty, you can also sing loyalty to the country. When you think about the first thing you do every day to torture those poor students, and then vent your anger that has been tortured by morning fucks since elementary school, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel a little excited, and he didn't even notice that the wine glass in his hand was spilled out.

"Mr. Yang, your wine is spilled." A nice female voice said gently beside him.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, I'm making you laugh." Yang Feng woke up and looked at the young woman with some embarrassment in front of him. There was a younger woman next to her, who looked more beautiful and fashionable than her, and was showing a curious smile to herself.

"Hello, don't you know the noble surname of your wife?" Yang Feng asked with his hand to the young woman.

"Mr. Yang, this is the sister-in-law!" said a person next to him. Yang Feng saw that he was Zhang Jiayu, general manager of Bank of China.
Chapter completed!