Yang Feng slept very well this time, wrapped in a duck down quilt and squid was huddled in a wide leather sofa, and the corners of his mouth were flowing long, so he felt very angry at the start of the morning when he was woken up by screams.

"You're crazy!" He shouted at Lin Yin who was rushing out of the door with his eyebrows raised, as if he had forgotten what he had done last night.

Lin Yin's eyes were full of murderous aura, wrapped around the sheets on her body, half of her beautiful calves were exposed, and her small feet were stepping on the soft carpet, which further highlighted her whiteness. Yang Feng looked at her from bottom to top with a lustful look, and lingered on her shoulder for a moment, then quickly changed into a righteous expression: "What do you want to do, I am a gentleman!"

"What did you do to me last night?" Lin Yin squeezed out a sentence from her teeth.

"What have you done? It's inexplicable!" Yang Feng looked like he was smearing and refused to admit his conscience, but he was filled with joy.

Lin Yin was so angry that tears came out. It was no wonder that no uninformed girl woke up and found herself lying on someone else's bed, and her clothes were thrown all over the floor. The first thought at this time must be that she was being sucked by something, and then she could no longer be rational. Those with weak personalities were naturally despaired and in pain. Those with strong personalities like Lin Yin naturally had to settle the culprit.

But now the culprit is actually innocent, and the grievance in her heart is self-evident.

"No, what did I do?" Yang Feng asked again maliciously.

Lin Yin looked at him with grief and looked for weapons to be used, preparing to die with this shameless man. There was a crafty antique vase next to her. She grabbed the bed sheet with one hand and started the vase with the other hand and smashed Yang Feng.

Yang Feng raised his hand and grabbed the vase. Lin Yin took it for a moment and did not take it back. Subconsciously stretched out his other hand, and the sheet wrapped around him immediately slid down, and the girl's tomb was visible at a glance.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, then Lin Yin screamed, and their hands instantly retreated to protect the vital points. At this same time, Xiaohui pushed open the door.

"Boss, you guys? I didn't see anything!" She was about to close the door immediately.

"Don't leave. You served Miss Lin for rest last night, so you have to prove your innocence to me!" Yang Feng turned his back to Lin Yin, and said to Xiaohui while showing a flattering expression.

"The clothes you took off for me last night?" Lin Yin immediately woke up and asked Xiaohui in the bed sheet.

"Yes, Miss Lin, your clothes are so wet. I was afraid that you would catch a cold, so I took them off all." Xiaohui explained wisely.

"How come the ground is thrown?"

Xiaohui showed an apology expression and said, "I'm so sorry, Miss Lin, it was already very late when Mr. Yang brought you back. I had already fallen asleep and was woken up. So I threw it on the ground in a daze."

Lin Yin bit her lips and her face turned red, and she stood there at a loss.

"Okay, let's resolve the misunderstanding! Let's go through the matter first in the future. What's wrong with me if I really do you? Is there nothing unusual about you? I'll come out and get angry at me indiscriminately, making me not even sleep well." Yang Feng said with an unhappy look on his face.

Lin Yin glared at him, ran back to the room with a red face and went to dress. Yang Feng quietly stretched out his fingers at Xiaohui.

Lin Yin's face was still flushed, and she looked a bit like a peach blossom. She didn't have the nerve to say hello to Yang Feng, and walked over in front of him with her head down. She had already left the door and said in a low voice: "When will you go to the United States to tell me in advance, I have to ask for leave from the school first."

After saying that, he left quickly without waiting for Yang Feng to answer.

To be honest, Yang Feng hasn't decided when he will go to the United States. He has to let the United States determine the right engine first. In fact, there are many companies that can provide him with engines. Now is the era of competition among aviation engines. Although Rolls and Ronaldo are already high, the guys Pratt & Whitney and Curtis Wright are chasing them very tightly. Others such as Honeywell and Westinghouse also have their own aircraft engines.

But the only ones that can be chosen for him are actually Pratt & Whitney and Curtislet. Although Rolls & Rolls Merlin engines are good, they are a British company after all. At this time, the relationship between the United States and the United Kingdom was really not very good. Using an aircraft using a British engine to compete for the US market will definitely be suppressed.

He chose Pratt & Whitney, because Pratt & Whitney only builds engines, while Curtislet builds both engines and aircraft, which means that sooner or later it will become its own competitor, so using their engines will obviously have some brains in their minds.

After confirming the engine supplier, he sent a telegram to the United States, asking Lockheed to contact Pratt & Whitney immediately to see if they could provide engines that meet their needs.

Yang Feng also ushered in a major event. The German heavy artillery arrived, with thirty-six 105mm howitzers, and two base shells. These cannons He Yingqin could not be caught. The bald man had already transported the medicinal materials for exchange to Peking in advance, so these cannons will be shipped directly to Nanjing, where a newly formed heavy artillery regiment was waiting to be received.

"I can't even pass by after a while?" Yang Feng said to He Yingqin with an unhappy look.

"That's a cannon, not a toy!" He Yingqin said angrily and amused.

"At worst, I can do a few games next time!" Yang Feng said.

"No, what heavy artillery cannons are you a militia?" He Yingqin flatly refused.

After saying that, he seemed to feel a little heavy tone, and there was no one else, so he said earnestly: "Brother Yang, people's words are terrifying. Now there are many people in Nanjing who are staring at you. Giving you a brigade's security team is already at the limit. You are all under your command, including automatic rifles, American howitzers, heavy mortars, large caliber machine guns, and even anti-aircraft guns. With such firepower, one brigade has more than one division, and you and I know each other, so it's no big deal. But those people in Nanjing don't think so. If you get heavy artillery again, it will probably cause even more criticism."

"Who is so annoying that he actually chews my tongue behind my back." Yang Feng said angrily: "From last year to now, I have paid millions of taxes alone and donated one million US dollars to the Aviation Commission. As for this batch of heavy artillery, I have asked at least five million oceans less. Go and ask those guys who chew my tongue, who can contribute one tenth of my country to the country?

I just want to strengthen the defense of Peking? Now the Japanese are more than 100 miles away from here. Maybe they will come one day. As long as we can strengthen the defense of the Pingjin area, we will not do anything to do!"

"Although that's the case, people won't think the same way as us. Not to mention you, even if I am different, I will have to bear criticism?" He Yingqin said.

There is indeed a saying in Nanjing that he is a self-respecting force. So he didn't tell any lies. In addition, this guy is not very innocent in history. He originally created Liu Xianshi's rebellion in Guizhou and was beaten up by others. If he hadn't followed Wang Boling's path and became a teacher in Huangpu, he would probably have been hungry at this time.

"I don't let me use heavy artillery, so I should be able to add a few more aircraft, right? I also mentioned the civil defense anti-aircraft artillery. Next time I will bring a batch of anti-aircraft artillery. In addition to the security team, I will also build a special urban air defense team in the name of the Beiping Business and Business Federation to prevent the Japanese from flying in arrogance next time." Yang Feng said with a gloomy face.

"This is OK!" He Yingqin agreed without hesitation. Whether Yang Feng bought more planes or anti-aircraft artillery, they were used to guard Peking, and no one could say anything about this. Instead, he had to praise this patriotic move.

"Brother Xiaojian! Are we brothers?" Yang Feng asked with his arms around Jiang Xiaoxian's neck. When he heard that Yang Feng had a car in his hand, he came to him immediately as soon as he came back from Nanjing. The two of them were now in a French tavern in Dongjiaomin Lane.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't scare me with your brother!" Jiang Xiaoxian drank a little big.

"Then tell me who is talking bad about me in Nanjing?" Yang Feng asked.

"You really don't know?" Jiang Xiaoxian asked back.

"I can't even get busy with my business, so I don't have time to care about those politicians."

"Do you know that many people are counting on peace between China and Japan now?"

"It's not a matter of peace. China and Japan still have the possibility of peace? If someone else takes over your four provinces, you still want to worry about peace with him. How shameless is this?"

"But there are quite a few such people! And they all have high positions. Each of them has outstanding identities!"

"A little more clear!"

"Executive Yuan."

"Just that guy who lives up to the young man? I don't have that young man anymore. What did he say to me?"

Yang Feng understands this about handsome Wang being dissatisfied with him. After all, he has no military power and is destined to have no good ending. He never wastes money, and it is normal for him to have a little resentment when he feels lost.

"Say you want to be Feng Yuxiang." Jiang Xiaoxian said.

"What is it worth being Mr. Feng? He has no money, no women, and has been busy for half his life. Finally, he became a betrayal of relatives and relatives. My Yang Feng's life goal is very simple. He earns countless money, marry a bunch of wives, and then lies in the pile of women, counting the money while watching others fight as entertainment."

"Fuck, your ideal is something that men want!"

"You want to do it too? I remember you are only one wife, and your wife is quite powerful. Do you want your brother to help you find a younger one? We keep it in Peking City without hiding it from the one in your family." Yang Fengzhen said with a smile.

"But I don't dare. The principal hates the young people who raise young people in Huangpu soldiers the most." Jiang Xiaoxian waved his hand quickly.

He was unable to make trouble for the younger ones, so he felt psychological imbalance. Yang Feng thought to himself, of course he couldn't say this, and the two of them quickly transferred the topic to the woman.

Knowing that the one behind him was Wang Shuai, Yang Feng quickly thought of a way to disgust him. He went out to find a gunman with good writing skills and wrote a 5,000-word comment article, specifically commenting on Wang Shuai. Then he used all kinds of disgusting flattery words, which made people feel that the author was so frustrated. Then, at the bottom, he wrote a sentence in bold words as huge as the title: "I cherish the misfortune of the country and make the ambitions of the public unfulfilled ones. If so, there would be no such thing as a charming dog slave today!"

Of course, this was written by Yang Feng.

Then he gave the manuscript a pseudonym and went to all the newspapers he could find across the country, whether they were published by Chinese or foreigners. One family gave one, and attached an explanation. Any newspaper that publishes this article, as long as it sends a copy of the newspaper, can get a hundred oceans of Xie Yi from him.

Moreover, he did not send it through the Beiping Post Bureau. This guy directly asked his plane to fly to various provincial capitals and then mailed it out from here. So almost on the same day, most of the provincial capital newspapers in China received it.

At this time, the news control was very lax. In addition to clearly stating the illegal party's ideas, even if you just publicly scold the bald man and the number of retorts exceeds 500, there will be no police to arrest you. As for scolding President Wang, there is no danger, let alone many provincial capitals here that even bald man can't control it.

Since there is no danger, and everyone is happy about it, and with the money to make money, those tabloids are not welcome? In just two days, this unique comment spread across the country, and even the distant Xinjiang appeared.

"Who wrote this?" Qilu Meiling said with a smile as she looked at the newspaper.

"It's not your child in Peking yet!" The bald man sitting beside him snorted.

"Yang Feng? Why did Wang Zhaoming offend him? This is a problem. Yang Feng is a must-reporter, and he is too much money to kill people. Even if he spends millions to make Wang Zhaoming bad, he is not unable to do such things." Meiling said with a smile. Because of Yang Feng's ventilation, she and Soong Ziwen did not suffer any losses in the process of depreciation of the US dollar, so she is full of affection for Yang Feng now.

"Last time Wang Zhaoming publicly commented in the Executive Yuan that Yang Feng deliberately provoked the Sino-Japanese conflict and engaged in private armed forces in Peking, and had ulterior motives. He Jingzhi could not let him go. It seems that Yang Feng had heard of it." The bald man said lightly.

"This is very consistent with his style." Meiling said with a smile.

"There are frivolous and arrogant. They wantonly insult the country's elders. Now these young people are becoming less and less awesome." The bald man said seriously. Of course, he was just talking, and he wanted someone to mess with his competitors for him.

Yang Feng was not interested in the subsequent development! He was only responsible for lighting the fire. Whatever the fire was burning was all about him. His security team was now full, and He Yingqin only gave him one brigade and two infantry regiments. Yang Feng relied on three direct battalions, with a total of 7,000 people, all of which were relatives of him and the workers in Liu Haining factory.

Because of the lack of officers, officers at all levels are still American mercenaries, but he has selected a group of smart and highly educated people from them and sent them to the United States to attend military academy. Although the US Army is not at its current level, its style of focusing on firepower flat push is very suitable for rookies like him. It is nothing more than a logistics supply issue. He doesn't believe in the supply of arms in two time and space, and it is not enough for him to play.

There are two infantry regiments, each with three infantry battalions plus a fire support battalion, including a mortar company, all using 150 heavy mortars, and 82 mortars are the equipment of the infantry battalion, an anti-tank company and an air defense company. Although the names are different, the equipment is the same, and all use m2 machine guns. In the future, Yang Feng is planning to put the machine guns on a jeep.

The brigade was directly under an artillery battalion, with all American-made m1 howitzers, a total of 36 air defense battalions, and naturally his double 37mm anti-aircraft guns, and some M2 machine guns were installed. Then there was a special reconnaissance battalion, which was a group of strong men. Then he got a special force training material and threw it to Lao Lin, ordering him to do whatever he wanted according to this standard, which made Lao Lin numb himself.

"I'm short of officers, I can't even find a brigade commander." Yang Feng's security team has now been called the Security Brigade. The brigade commander is himself. Anyway, he belongs to the militia, and no one gives him the rank. This guy uses his SS leather jacket as his military uniform.

As for the soldiers, they were naturally camouflage uniforms, but the military dresses were also in the style of the SS. It made his chief of staff, the retired US Army Colonel Howard, who was actually in charge of daily training, shook his head, but he had to endure the high salary of $1,000 a month.

"Genius General, you need a professional brigade commander now. You won't come here most of the time. Deputy brigade commander Lin is actually only suitable to be a commando captain. He knows nothing about regular combat. Your soldiers are now very good. Their weapons are not inferior to the US military, but they do not have suitable officers. Of course, I mean the general officer. As foreigners, it is difficult for us to gain their recognition. Although they respect us very much, we can still feel an invisible barrier." Howard said to Yang Feng, who inspected the military camp.

I think too, but where do you ask me to find someone! Yang Feng thought to himself that the Huangpu Emperor's disciple would definitely not come, and he would not dare to use it even if he came. There are some other idle warlord generals, but they are only at Lao Lin's level. Lao Lin has been a battalion commander in the Northwest Army at least.

But at this time he really remembered a suitable person, but he didn't know whether the other party was willing to come.

"Brother Yang, do you want to poach the corner from me?" Song Ziwen was amused by Yang Feng. He didn't expect that this guy flew from Peking to Nanjing from all over the world, and he wanted to help the tax police corps poach officers.

"Chairman Song, Brother Song, please help me. If you help me, all my capital flows in Shanghai will be passed through Bank of China in the future." Yang Feng said.

Song Ziwen's eyes lit up. He had just taken over as chairman of Bank of China. All Yang Feng's current capital flows are through foreign banks. If he can be pulled into Bank of China, it would be a huge business.

"Okay, tell me, who do you want!"

"Well, does the Tax Police Corps have a Virginia Military Academy graduate named Sun Liren?"

"He is the leader of the Fourth Regiment."

"Then I want him!"

"Help is to help you, I can't guarantee whether it will succeed. After all, I am no longer the Minister of Finance, and the General Tax Police Corps is now commanded by Huang Jie. Whether he can release people is also a question. In addition, whether Sun Liren is willing to go to your place is also a question. After all, you are a militia group. If he goes, it means he must resign from his military position." Song Ziwen said.

"A colonel is just a dog-stricken. You told him that if he is willing to go to my place, I will give him a salary of two thousand dollars a month, and you also asked him to go to me first before making a decision.

As for Huang Jie, he still owes me favors. I have helped him a lot in Gubeikou. With the face of both of us, I don’t think he will not let anyone go.” Yang Feng said. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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