"What business does Mr. Chen do?"

A week later, just as the Australian advance team drove into the third round and began to accept the surrender of the Japanese troops in West Borneo, Yang Feng asked an old man in his fifties in the conference room of the Kaohsiung.

In this conference room, there were more than 20 Chinese of different ages sitting. These were local tyrants and evil gentry invited by Lin Wenchang from all over West Borneo, and even several Khabidans during the rule of the Netherlands. Although the original order during the Japanese occupation had been completely disrupted, they almost had the ability to destroy the Chinese society that was maintained by the clan's regional cultural and moral ties.

"I have a few rubber gardens in my hands, and I am already the third generation." The old man said with some emotion.

"So are you interested in developing industries in this area?"

"Rubber is not easy to make. We just supply some raw materials, and the products are all made by the ghosts."

"Why is rubber instead of latex?"

"Latex? What to do?"

“That’s too much.”

Yang Feng waved his hand behind him with a smile, and then a beautiful bodyguard handed him a cardboard box. The guy reached out and took out a box of Durex and threw it to the old man. Before Old Chen could react, he threw out a pacifier, followed by a pack of balloons, and then toys, gloves, and insoles...

Soon, in a silly gaze, the poor old Chen was overwhelmed by a bunch of latex products. In the end, the guy pulled out a latex doll and placed it on the table with enough breath, making a bunch of old antiques cover their eyes.

"You see, all these can be done."

Yang Feng sat at the table seriously and said with a smile: "I have technology and machines. If you want to cooperate, I will invest in machine technology. You or other rubber planters who are willing to join, and invest in other messy things in the land factory. The good era of natural rubber has passed, and the next era is the synthetic rubber. The cost of things extracted from oil is not as low as you can imagine. If you don't find a way out, you will be squeezed to death by synthetic rubber that rushes into the market. Latex is your future.

Uh, Mr. Chen, don’t blow that thing, it’s not a balloon, it’s a condom used by our men.”

Old Chen, who was still childish, blushed like a monkey, and hurriedly threw Durex in his hand aside.

"What business does Brother He do?"

Then Yang Feng asked a middle-aged man in his forties.

"I'm the grain merchant." Lao He said with a smile.

"Have you eaten the noodles?"

“Eated.”

"Okay, try this!"

Yang Feng said as he took a bucket of instant noodles from his bodyguard, tore open the packaging and let someone fill it with water, and put it on the table, let these people look at the cartoon version of the chef statue on it with curiosity. After a few minutes, he opened the lid and pushed it to Lao He and handed it over to him.

"You don't have to cook, you can eat it by pouring boiling water. I have all the technical machines from manufacturing to packaging. The cooperation method is the same. Are you interested? The whole world is busy rebuilding now, and everyone is busy. I guess not many people have time to stop cooking. This thing seems to solve many of their problems. And this is just one type. I have many other convenience foods, such as this, this..."

While saying that, Yang Guang kept throwing out vacuum-packed ham, braised eggs and even pickled chicken feet.

Then, in Lao He's silly eyes, he said: "This is called vacuum packaging. If you use such packaging, it will be fine to store pickled products for a year. I can also provide such machines, including the plastic materials used, which are called polyethylene, which are still very expensive now, but I have more efficient production technology that can lower the price to a tiny level."

Before these people could wake up from the shock, he immediately said to another person: "Old Qin, I heard that you are a textile company?"

The latter nodded quickly.

"So do you want to do wool spinning? I know there is no market for wool spinning here, but there is a vast export market. It is close to Australia, so much wool is worth. I can also provide a material similar to wool, but it is so cheap that you can't imagine. It can be blended with wool, so that it can ensure that the wool is at least 30% lower than wool. Do you think such a price will be popular?"

Yang Feng said as he took out a blended sweater and said, "This is blended."

"Thirty percent lower?" Lao Qin said dreamily while stroking the feel of his sweater.

"Yes, 30% lower." Yang Feng said with a smile.

In fact, it is not only 30% lower for him, because his acrylic has no cost at all, so he can do as much as he wants. The market will not be too big in the short term. It is estimated that it will take only three to five years to find a finished product library for acrylic factory. At most ten years, his own acrylic factory has been almost built. This place is guarding the most important oil-producing area in Southeast Asia and does not have to worry about raw materials at all. Build a pipeline directly from Sarawak in Yamaguchi Ocean.

"Everyone, you see, it's actually very simple to make a lot of money. This is just some of the lowest technical content. Now I can't play with real high-tech things. Look at my hovercraft and cars. You should understand my technical strength. I have the ability to build a complete industrial system that is not inferior to the ghost country, and it's even more advanced than them. But why do I want to help others for nothing? You don't think I'm short of money, right?"

He said with a smile while sitting on the chair.

On the beach not far from the window behind him, hovercraft, raiders, and Hummers were arranged neatly.

Yes, why should he do it with others if he is rich and skilled? He will only give his own people the benefits. Why should he throw pies on them if he is not his own?

But I want to join him, the Ming Empire...

Those old guys looked at the Constitution of the Ming Empire in front of them and sucked their teeth. This constitution was really too...

"Master Yang, are you really the descendant of Princess Zhaoren?" Old Chen asked carefully and tentatively.

"Of course, how could ancestors make up at will?"

Yang Feng said solemnly and reached out to the back. A beautiful bodyguard quickly handed him a thick family tree.

Well, this is what he made up, and because he can't write calligraphy, he just wrote it with a soft pen, which looks quite elegant.

"Is Yang's ancestor Yang Taifu?"

Old Chen asked in surprise as he looked at his family tree.

"Yes, but it's just a close branch. After the Taifu was born, Emperor Chongzhen was grateful for his loyalty and diligence, so he brought my ancestors into the palace as a personal guard. When he broke into the city, he specially entrusted the prince and two princesses to escape, including my ancestors, and was also appointed as the Marquis of Xiongwu. Unfortunately, he encountered the rebel bandits on the way. After a bloody battle, only my ancestors fled out of the capital with Princess Zhaoren on his back." Yang Feng said sadly.

Old Chen hurriedly stood up, bowed down and said, "Old Hongmen Anshun Hall Chen Kai paid homage to the Marquis of Xiongwu."

The others are busy following the meaning.

"Mr. Chen doesn't have to be too polite. You Hongmen are also loyal and righteous people, and I have always admired you." Yang Feng said with a hurried smile.

Of course, they worshiped the Marquis of Xiongwu of the Ming Dynasty, but not the head of the Ming Empire. To put it bluntly, these guys used this worship to further the relationship between the two sides. Anyway, the slogan that the Hongmen kept shouting was to rebel against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. Since he was the heir of Xiongwu of the Ming Dynasty personally appointed by Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, and was also the lineage of Princess Zhaoren, it was also worthy of the people in the Hongmen worshipping him. To put it bluntly, this is to recognize Yang Feng's identity as compiled by himself, but the people of the Ming Empire did not recognize it. They recognized the Ming Dynasty, which had been deceased for hundreds of years.

Everyone is smart, so there is no need to say that. This is what lays the foundation for enhancing feelings in the future.

"Marty, do you think the Dutch people's goal is to build a federation?" Chen Kai asked after sitting down.

"Yes, of course this is their wishful thinking. In fact, there is no possibility at all. I can tell you clearly what will happen next.

First of all, the Netherlands were not able to accept the surrender of the Japanese troops on the East Indies themselves in the short term. The British were doing this work. At most, they airlifted the remaining soldiers who had originally fled to Australia as a symbol. However, the British were still too busy with their own affairs and did not have much power to distribute them. Therefore, the British and Indian troops were the British and Indian troops who were responsible for the surrenders in various parts of the East Indies. You were the Australian troops, Java, Sumatra, and Madura.

None of them were interested in helping the Netherlands restore colonial rule. They just came to perform their duties, hand over Japanese ordnances, put them in prisoners of war camps waiting to be repatriated, and rescue the Netherlands and Britain, the Australian prisoners of war who were imprisoned in the Japanese prison camps. As for the Netherlands' resumption of rule, that was a matter between the Netherlands government and the islands.

So during this period, all ethnic groups in the islands and all ethnic groups can make their own choices. The Javanese have already made their choices. So what choice are you going to make?"

Yang Feng said lightly.

"You said Javane can win?" Old Chen asked tentatively.

"Yes, unless the Dutch people can solve Sukano in a short time, they will have to fail. They can't afford to delay. As the main battlefield where the Allies landed, the entire Dutch was almost ruined. It's enough for them to rebuild their own homes. How can they support a long-lasting war thousands of miles away?

What's more, the Americans don't allow them to drag on. The future is a world where the United States and the Alliance compete for hegemony. You should be very clear that how many people here believe in the Alliance's system. What they want is chaos and war, because only war can develop. If the Netherlands and Javanese fight for a long time, this land will be controlled by the believers of the Alliance, which is something that the Americans cannot accept in any case. Even if they force the Netherlands to give up the East Indies, they cannot force this place into the arms of the Alliance.

And the Netherlands are not qualified to disobey the will of the United States.”

Yang Feng said with a look of Zhizhu holding her.
Chapter completed!