To be honest, Yang Feng didn't expect Liu Haining to invite these two people out. He just asked to find a more famous designer. When he thought that his New Oriental Technical School could be designed by the designer of the People's Heroes Monument, Yang Feng was a little vain.

As for how to design, he really doesn't understand this.

"It is best to highlight our Chinese culture as much as possible, especially the style of the Han and Tang dynasties, and do not have any modern elements." This guy waved his hand like a great man.

"That's a bit difficult. If you don't think carefully, you can easily be mistaken for Japanese style." Liang Sicheng said seriously.

"Well?"

Lin Huiyin held back a smile and said, "Let's try to refer to the existing Tang Dynasty architecture and combine it with modern technology to design our own style."

"Okay, then I'll ask you both of you." Yang Feng said quickly.

Just as Yang Feng took Liang Sicheng and his wife to visit his industrial park, in Jilin Mountain Town, thousands of miles away, a Japanese major was kneeling on the ground with a strong face, carefully wiping his saber. The shouts of killing outside were getting closer and closer, and the explosion of the 150mm heavy mortar shell made the entire roof shaking.

Major Kawamoto couldn't understand where the Volunteers who could only rely on big swords and spears to fight guerrillas got heavy machine guns and large-caliber mortars. One of his squadrons had just persisted for a whole morning and were killed or injured.

The time has come, and the noble head of the Great Japanese Imperial samurai should not be cut off by those lowly samurai people. He looked at the Watanabe Upper Army next to him with encouragement, but he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. The descendant of a samurai could only let the son of a manure-cutter be a mistake.

"Watanabe, please!" said Major Kawamoto.

"Zhong. Squadron Captain, please rest assured!" Watanabe said tremblingly.

Kawamoto sighed softly.

"Long live the Emperor!" He shouted, and suddenly stabbed the rib into his abdomen.

Watanabe, who just turned 18 this year, has never seen such a scene. He raised his saber with trembling tremblingly, shouted with his eyes closed, and slashed with all his strength.

Uh, it was slashed, and the saber was directly stuck on Major Kawamoto's collarbone.

At this time, Kawamoto's breath had already ejaculated, and he screamed in pain.

"Yes, sorry, you, I'll try again." Watanabe said with shame, finally pulling out the knife. Just as he was about to fall down for the second time, a gunshot suddenly made a hole in his head.

Immediately afterwards, a Chinese man wearing a big fur coat and a dog-skin hat rushed in and snatched the saber from his hand. Before Watanabe's body fell, Kawamoto cut off his head like lightning in his desperate eyes.

"Take this thing away. Tang Juwu said that a Japanese assistant can change his head to a mortar and fifty shells." The Chinese man said to his subordinates behind him.

"Oh. Commander Tang is really capable, he can even get a cannon." His subordinate said with emotion while picking up Kawamoto's head.

"Hmph, I went to the gate and walked around and hugged someone's thighs." said the dog-skinned hat, looking like I had a lot of resentment towards Tang Juwu.

When Yang Feng learned that the three volunteers from Tang Juwu, Wang Fengge and Wang Dianyang had joined forces and successively captured Tonghua and Shancheng Town, and then ransacked all the materials hoarded at the railway station, it was the second day.

In order to confront the east, the Japanese had to draw most of the Kwantung Army in the northeast, and even some of the puppet troops drove to Rehe. The empty rear allowed these anti-Japanese armed forces who were in Maodong to finally get a good opportunity.

Not only the east road, but also the entire northeastern war was everywhere, and the bandits who took advantage of the situation made the left-behind Japanese army exhausted, and even the Anfeng Railway was blown off by Deng Tiemei's guerrillas.

These guys who are all kinds of anti-Japanese or have other purposes, were previously oppressed by the heavy Japanese army, and they all hurried in the mountains and forests to support them. Many of them were almost unable to eat, but now they can only breathe a sigh of relief.

"It seems that there are still quite a lot of anti-Japanese armed forces in the Northeast! I ignored them before, and it was not enough to play alone. How can I contact them? Otherwise, the family would throw a few mortars at them, which would definitely be more lively." Yang Feng sat in the office, looking at the newspaper and talking to himself.

The deterioration of the situation in Northeast China and the high-profile approach of the North China Central Team finally softened the Japanese. In the new round of negotiations, Sun Dianying's troops no longer required to withdraw from Doron, but they required the Japanese army to send a nominal diplomatic observation team in Doron. They agreed very happily about this. It is estimated that he was also very dissatisfied with Sun Dianying's behavior of causing trouble. This can not only satisfy the Japanese but also make Sun Dianying restrain himself, which is completely in his interests, but Sun Dianying no longer does it.

"Damn, how can we do business in the future?" He took a special plane to Peking to study countermeasures with Yang Feng.

"This is indeed a trouble!" Yang Feng touched his chin like a conspirator and slowly paced in the office. He was reluctant to rush to stimulate such a good business. With this source, his support for Sun Dianying could form a virtuous cycle. Without this source, he would have to pay for it himself.

"Start your reorganization quickly, divide the settlement army into a more dispersed way, and the wider the division range, the better. Then don't move your main force, select a group of elite troops to do this work, and don't go back to Duolun in the future. Just use these settlement bases as bases, set up a telephone line between all settlement bases, and then keep a close eye on the Japanese observation group. Let's play hide-and-seek with them. If they can't find evidence for a while, we can drive them away with justification." Soon he came up with a somewhat helpless solution.

"It seems that this is the only way." Sun Dianying nodded and said.

These are big things for Sun Dianying, but they are actually not big things for Yang Feng. At most, it is a small problem. Besides, he doesn't believe that Sun Dianying, who has many bandits under his command, can't even solve this small matter.

The tension in North China is eased, and the Japanese probably understand that if they do not clean up the Northeast, they are a little helpless in trying to plan for North China. The most important thing now is to consolidate the existing occupied areas, rather than blindly expanding territory. Although the garrison in Chadong has increased, the Great Wall has begun to gradually retreat.

In this case, Yang Feng would not leave without leaving, which would damage his reputation. Besides, he also hoped that those factories would start production quickly so that he could wait to collect the money. As for whether the Americans would honestly pay him the patent fee. Yang Feng was really not worried about this. Whoever dared to breach the contract naturally would not need to abide by the contract and sell the patent to their competitors, or even to Germans, British, and French. Are you willing to pay money to gain a monopoly position? Or is the factory that is full of hope suddenly with countless competitors? I believe no one will be so stupid.

The return trip was still the same, but this time it appeared at the bottom of the sea. The whale-shaped submarine was filled with gold and jewelry, which weighed two tons in total. Yang Feng stretched out his snorkel and slowly sailed towards the coast of Mozambique. Just as he passed by the sea of ​​the Chunhui Maru shipwreck, the car was startled, a US destroyer, a Japanese frigate, and a South African frigate. There was also an Australian frigate, gathering there and wondering what to do.

Yang Feng didn't dare to go over and disturb others. If his small submarine was not too noiseless, and his appearance was completely imitated by whales, and it was a small whale, he probably had been discovered by those active sonars and passive sonars at this time, and now he didn't dare to stretch his snorkels. Although his snorkel is not much thicker than the tap water pipe, the radars of these guys are said to be very powerful, and it would be troublesome if they were targeted.

Yang Feng carefully walked away several kilometers, and a group of whales appeared in front of him. This guy followed the fish.

It was already late at night when we arrived on the coast of Mozambique. We found a chaotic fishing boat dock. The small submarine stretched out a bunch of mechanical legs and climbed out like a big crab. Then we instantly turned into small cargo and drove to Penba in a dignified manner.

After arriving, I first found a hotel to sleep. I rushed to Jinyuan Company after waking up. When Feng Zhigang saw him come back, he immediately reported to him the unfortunate news of the sinking of Chunhui Wan. Yang Feng expressed his surprise and regret appropriately, and then waved his hand generously and said: "Don't stare at a little bit of small losses. We are doing big business, and tens of millions of losses cannot defeat us."

"It's not just that simple. I heard that Chunhui Maple did not sink unexpectedly, but was sunk by a mysterious monster. Some people even suspected that it was the legendary Godzilla." Feng Zhigang said mysteriously.

"Uh? Don't talk nonsense. We are all adults. How can we believe these nonsense? Maybe it was deliberately spread by the Japanese ship owners to restore their company's reputation and give them Godzilla! Are you going to make the Conghuman come out in the next step?" Yang Feng said seriously.

"It's not Japanese, but a South African shipwreck salvage company. They were commissioned by the Japanese shipowner to check the reason for the sinking of Chunhui Maru to see if there is any possibility of salvage.

As a result, the divers found that the entire bottom of the ship had been torn apart, and even the containers were torn apart. More importantly, there were traces of claws on it, huge claws. If you don’t believe me, I can show you the video they posted.”

Feng Zhigang called a female employee and quickly found his masterpieces for Yang Feng.

"The warships of several countries are there now. I want to find out if there are really monsters. Now the people of the coastal countries are panicked, and even some fishermen dare not go out to sea." Feng Zhigang said alarmistly.

Godzilla.

Yang Feng smiled sinisterly.

There was a mysterious monster suddenly on the sea, and whenever attacking merchant ships, the world would definitely be much more exciting, especially if they like to attack Japanese merchant ships. Who told them to like shooting Godzilla movies so much, and it was so disgusting.

Of course, this is all future work. The main job now is to cash out your own jewelry and gold.

"How was the jeweler I asked you to contact?" Yang Feng asked Feng Zhigang.

"Mr. Yang, have your jewelry been certified?" Feng Zhigang asked carefully.

"Certification? What certification? Ah, I understand what you mean, it's not what you imagined. My jewelry is all processed jewelry. This is the ancestor of a friend of mine. His identity is relatively sensitive and it is not convenient to sell these things publicly, so I entrust me to help. I am a legal businessman and I will not touch things like blood diamonds."

Feng Zhigang thought to himself, it would be strange if you believe you! A legal arms smuggler? (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

ps: Work overtime today, let’s pass on these first! Sorry.
Chapter completed!