"I just want to come and see this house." Yang Feng looked at the rice shovel that was about to reach the tip of his nose in awe, and said in a weak tone.

"This is a kindergarten, and idle people are not allowed to enter." The fat lady said viciously.

Only then did Yang Feng find an inconspicuous wooden sign nailed to the wall, which read Chunlei Kindergarten and was written on white paint with a brush. It looked irregular at first glance. You don’t have to think about it and you can know that this is a black kindergarten.

He was thinking about how to deal with the monster in front of him. A young girl walked out of it. She was in her twenties and had short hair and was dressed quite simply. She was painted with a piece of green watercolor by some mischievous child on her face, which looked quite cute.

"Sir, do you have anything to do?" She asked quietly, looking at the R8 behind Yang Feng, and frowned.

"This house is our ancestral home. I'm going to buy it again and want to see how it's going on inside." Yang Feng simply told the truth.

The girl's brows frowned even more, but she did not stop Yang Feng. Instead, she let the fat ladies let go. As soon as Yang Feng entered the door, he saw that the living room was decorated with cheap colored paper and plastic flowers. About twenty children were playing on foam mats, and there were singing voices upstairs. It seemed that more than one class was there, but these children were dressed in ordinary clothes, and several of them could see their family difficulties.

"Sir, what are you going to do after you buy the house?" the girl asked.

"I haven't thought about it yet. It depends on my parents' meaning." Yang Feng said while looking.

"But we signed a two-year lease with the original landlord, and you can't refuse to admit it."

"I will consider it." Yang Feng said, then turned to look at her and said, "Can you take me to the basement?"

The girl hesitated and nodded, took out a key and opened the basement door, and took him in. It was filled with various toys, which looked messy. The most important thing was that there was a solid concrete floor here. Yang Feng went out in great relief, and then went upstairs together. The child upstairs was a little older. The soup noodles were teaching singing just now. He raised his head and looked at him with a red face. It was probably hers, and he could not stuff the fat girl in it even if she dehydrated and squeezed it dry.

There was no suitable place upstairs. Yang Feng looked around and felt more and more trouble. He looked back from the window. A few meters away from the opposite side was another building. He couldn't help but ask strangely: "Do you have no backyard?"

"No!" The girl shook her head. It was not surprising. After all, it was almost half a century and it was impossible to maintain its original appearance.

Yang Feng sighed and was about to go downstairs, when a head suddenly appeared from the opposite wall, which scared him.

"Jia Jia, I don't listen to the teacher again." The short-haired girl said with a stern face, then hurriedly carried the little girl out, dusting the dust on her body, and a small head appeared from the wall.

"There is a secret lattice here, which was discovered by these children a few days ago." The girl explained while holding the child out, then twisted an old-fashioned stainless steel coat hook on the wall, and the two secret lattice doors were automatically closed.

"It turned out that something should have been blocked from it. After it was taken away, the wall was painted again, and it was twisted only here and it could not be opened." As the girl said that, she twisted the hook to the normal position, then slapped it in a little bit before twisting again, then walked to the secret door, pushed it hard with both hands, and the door opened again.

Yang Feng quickly leaned his head in. It could be just enough to accommodate two children standing, and his scroll could be placed flat underneath.

"There are no ancestral treasures in it. There are some letters and diaries, and we haven't read the specific content." The girl said as she took out a small wooden box from the room next to her and handed it to Yang Feng.

"Do you know a lot of people in this place?" Yang Feng asked.

"It's just our two teachers, Aunt Wang, and these children."

"Can you help me keep it a secret? Don't tell anyone."

"Yes, but you have to keep renting our house."

"No problem, you can do it for rent."

"Really?" the girl said in surprise.

"Look!" Yang Feng smiled and stretched out his little finger.

The girl smiled and hooked her fingers with him.

At this moment, Aunt Wang's loud voice came downstairs, as if she was arguing with someone else. The girl's face changed immediately. She left Yang Feng and hurried downstairs. Yang Feng leaned his head and looked at two bald old men with big belly. She was looking at the girl walking down with a standard public servant's gaze, with a majestic look on her face. The focus of her eyes always moved down with her position, probably staring at her plump breasts. Anyway, if Yang Feng had changed, he would have done this himself.

He was not interested in this. He pulled a child's inflatable horse as a stool and sat there looking at the diary and letters in his hand. It surprised him when he saw it. It was indeed left by his great-grandfather. What he didn't expect was that this guy who was beaten to death during the literary ge actually had a hookup with our party, and it started in the early 1930s, but the contact with him was Pan Hannian, which explained why he didn't dare to take out these things until he died.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be a mistake." Yang Feng couldn't help but sigh. It took him half an hour to finish reading these things. When he raised his head, the short-haired girl was walking up with a sad face.

"Who are those?" Yang Feng asked.

"Our education bureau, our kindergarten has no procedures and we have to close it. If we apply for it, they will not approve it. What can we do? The parents of these children are all from different jobs, and they can't afford the cost of regular kindergartens. We don't care about them and can only set up stalls on the street with their parents." The girl said angrily, holding her shoulders.

"Does it take?" Yang Feng thought that there must be a reason for not approving it. It is probably because your money has not been delivered. Now teachers know that the shops for students to buy things, not to mention their immediate bosses.

The girl blushed for no reason and did not answer his question.

"Mr. Yang, can you help us?" Qingtang Noodles said softly. This girl with a very similar temper to Yang Jing made it difficult for him to refuse.

"Then you have to explain the reason, otherwise I don't know where to start?"

"After we applied last time, the official in charge of the Education Bureau kept calling Lan Lan, sometimes asking her to have dinner, sometimes asking her to have coffee, and it was all at night." Qing Tang said with a blushing face.

"Stop talking!" The short-haired girl Lan Lan interrupted her.

Yang Feng was happy as soon as he heard this, and tilted his head to look at her.

"What are you looking at!" Lan Lan glared at her in shame.

"Oh, I feel pity for you, let alone old slave!" Yang Feng called the monkey while teasing her. They were a county-level city and were under the jurisdiction of the city where Jinyuan was located. I don't know if the monkey recognizes people from the Education Bureau.

"Education Bureau? I have no interaction with these guys, and they are of no use to us," said the monkey.

"Hurry and find a way to settle this matter for me. I will introduce two beauties to you when I look back." Yang Feng said impatiently.

"Okay, okay, I'll find Secretary-General Liu of the Municipal Party Committee. Last time I asked him to play with twins, and this kind of small thing is just a phone call."

Yang Feng put down the phone and smiled and said to the two girls: "Okay, there should be no big problem."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang, why don't we invite you to dinner?" Lan Lan said gratefully.

Yang Feng looked at the time.

"Let's go in the future. If you have any more things, just call this phone. Also, remember our confidentiality." Yang Feng copied Ye Yan's phone number to her and said with a smile.

Lan Lan nodded, and then Yang Feng got off the stairs and got back to Jinyuan directly. After returning here, he hurriedly arranged some work and went to the dock that night to pull goods back to ** Country.

Because the distance was too far, I saw two Japanese cruisers showing off their power in the morning. Since he sank a destroyer last time, the Japanese Navy has paid attention to this area. Because the last time it was a destroyer, it is now patrolling here with cruisers. Yang Feng can now know some Japanese, and see that the names are the sister ships of Tianlong and Ryuta.

"What a large caliber shell can you block?" Yang Feng suddenly asked the beauty's avatar in front of him with a whim.

"Diameter below 100mm."

"That is to say, if you really fight, you can't even play with the destroyer!"

"Yes!"

"If this happens, you have to pay attention in the future." Yang Feng said thoughtfully. He has always had a plan, that once the Japanese are too forced on the Great Wall line, they can run to the sea to provoke, such as turning into a US warship and attacking the Japanese navy at sea. It is best to sink an important warship, such as such cruisers. With the current arrogant personality of the Japanese navy, they will definitely go to war with the Americans.

Now it seems that this matter has to be discussed for a long time. It would be bad if you turn it in. You should know that the caliber of the main guns of these cruisers exceeds 150 mm. You must find a safe way, and it cannot be turned into a submarine, so the Japanese will not be able to determine the target.

There were many merchant ships coming and going from Dagukou, and Yang Feng's 1,000-ton boat was not eyeing. Under the gaze of two Japanese cruisers, he and a British merchant ship sailed into Dagukou one by one, arrived at Tianjin Port along the coastal river. Under the protection of the US garrison, he loaded all the goods onto the train, and then escorted to Beiping by a security team coming from Peiping.

Yang Feng sailed the empty ship to the sea again, took advantage of the night to cover the night before turning into a cargo, and then returned to Peiping. It was the next morning when he arrived. As soon as he returned to Xiaohonglou, Yang Feng was surrounded by merchants from all over the world who had received the news.

Now the day when Yang Feng comes back is like a grand festival for them. Everyone knows that every time this guy comes back, he will bring some good things he has never seen before. The Zen Foreign Company makes a lot of money with his relationship with Yang Feng. How can this not make them jealous? Jardinei at least has the European agency of stockings. Businessmen from countries such as France, Italy, Belgium, and Switzerland have not yet gained any money.

These people had already calculated the time and sent people to wait in Tianjin Port. As soon as Yang Feng arrived, they received the call, and then ran to Xiaohonglou one by one to wait overnight. Many people had been waiting for almost a day, and their eyes were red. It seemed that Yang Feng would not give them a little, and these guys were all ready to swallow him alive.

"Don't squeeze everyone, come one by one, I promise that you will be satisfied." Yang Feng was also very tired, but for the sake of the ocean, he could only hold on.

"Yang, I protest your neglect of the French Republic. Your business has been handed over to the Germans, Americans, and British, but none of it has been handed over to the French. You are an insult to France." Charlotte, the manager of the French Foreign Service, roared, waving his fists. He was indeed a little unable to control his emotions, because his incompetence was severely warned by the board of directors. If he could no longer get something from Yang Feng, he would prepare to roll the bedding back to the slums in Paris.
Chapter completed!