The next morning, Yang Feng and others boarded the President Coolidge cruise ship with a look of farewell. It was a giant ship with a displacement of more than 20,000 tons. It was powered by electricity and had an average speed of 20 knots and carried 900 passengers. It was affiliated with the US President's shipping. When they saw it, Yang Feng remembered its unlucky ending. During the Pacific War, the giant ship costing 7 million US dollars was requisitioned as a troop transport ship, and then it actually hit the mines laid by the US military itself.

"Yang, what are you laughing at?" Richard asked curiously.

"I was wondering, do you think we would encounter a terrible encounter like the Titanic?" Yang Feng said seriously.

"Yang, you are so humorous. There will be no icebergs on our journey." Richard smiled unnaturally. In fact, these foreigners are also very superstitious, especially on the boat.

He booked Yang Feng one of the two most luxurious special cabins on the boat. This is a suite, just like the luxurious suite in a hotel, all the furnishings are extremely luxurious, but this guy can only be in first class.

"Yes, I can finally enjoy the life of a rich man!" Yang Feng was like a turtle with his belly drying, with four claws spreading a large letter, lying comfortably on the soft big bed, looking at the clear sky outside the window, the sound of setting sail sounded, and Shanghai was gradually fading away under the blue background.

The first stop is Yokohama, Japan.

At this time, Japan was still not as prosperous as Europe and the United States, and it even looked less than Shanghai. However, Yang Feng was welcomed here than in China. Because he had already relaxed his sulfonamide exports to Japan, the Mitsui family specially sent a senior member to visit the ship with quite generous gifts. If it weren't for the time being too short, they would even want to invite him to visit Tokyo.

"Mr. Mitsui, it's really worthy of your expenses when you first met you!" Although Yang Feng said this, he was firmly holding the jade Guanyin in his hand.

"Mr. Yang, it's hard to get into the elegant place with a little care." The boy from the Mitsui family is only in his early thirties, with red lips and white teeth, as if he was like a graceful young man.

"Then I'm not polite!" Yang Fengmei smiled and handed it to Xiaodie who was serving him, and then said with emotion: "Oh, I have been working with you for a long time. I have been delayed some of the time due to the impact of the war. Fortunately, the war has ended, which is a good time for us to cooperate fully. I still have some patents to apply for when I go to the United States. If I can get a patent, I will look for partners around the world. If your business is interested, we can do further cooperation at that time!"

When he said this, Yang Feng suddenly came up with an idea. What the Japanese lacked the most was oil. What if they were given a project that had to consume a lot of oil? For example, polyethylene, once it was mass-produced, the oil needed was gone.

China must not have oil. Even if Yang Feng knows that China has oil fields, he will never say anything. Otherwise, the Japanese will be as suffocating as a shark with blood. If China does not have it, then he can only find ways in the United States, Britain and Russia. According to the Japanese style, it is natural to buy better than buying.

In addition, polyethylene is of no use in military use, but it is very useful in civil use. Think about the white pollution all over the world. You will know that China will not need too much polyethylene. Even if it needs it, it will solve it itself, but Europe and the United States will have a lot of needs.

At that time, while authorizing Japan to produce, they also authorize European and American companies to produce. In this way, they will inevitably form competition. With Japan's cheap labor costs, they will definitely have an advantage in the competition. If Europe and the United States want to crack down on it, they will only have the method of raising crude oil prices, which will further stimulate the Japanese's desire for oil fields. If this continues, it is not impossible for the Pacific War to break out early.

The Mitsui family was not the only one who smelled the fishy smell on Yang Feng. The Japanese knew better than anyone else about the role this guy played in the war that just ended not long ago. In addition, the signs that the Japanese and dogs were not allowed to enter were too hurtful. Countless Japanese people were staring at his every move, including some fanatics. Here he had a happy conversation with Mitsui, and a large number of ronin outside had already tried to rush onto the ship.

"Mitsui, I didn't expect that the misunderstanding of your country's people about me was so deep. This made me pessimistic about our prospects for cooperation!" Yang Feng looked out the window with a sad face. A large number of American crew members were blocking the gangway and pushing the Japanese. Police were coming from a distance.

"Mr. Yang, please rest assured. Some ignorant untouchables are just some untold people. The Mitsui family will not let them hurt their friends!" Mitsui stood up and bowed and hurried out. He soon saw him appear on the gangway. Then, if he didn't know what to say, the Japanese ronin left one by one.

"True Tama insults my IQ, and he acts so poorly!" Yang Feng stood at the window and said with a sneer.

It is obvious that these people were arranged by Mitsui. They probably felt that they were threatened by the last assassination, so they let go of the sulfonamide export and are now preparing to play the same kindness and power.

Oh, just because of their enthusiasm, this time I went to the United States, I had to bring some small gifts to the Japanese people, piranhas? No, I just wanted to eat fish in Japan, maybe it was like giving them extra meals. No one ate this thing in later generations mainly because it was too famous. In this era when I had never watched piranha movies, at least there was absolutely no room for them to be rampant in China and Japan. Isn’t its brother, Tamsui White Pompeoon, very popular in China?

Besides, the Japanese rivers do not have a water system and are not suitable for their development. How about the American white moth? This thing is a big killer, and you will come out to enjoy the cherry blossoms in spring. I wonder if the cherry blossom trees are covered with black bugs. At that time, will the wet people in Japan still sigh in beautiful poems?

At this time, Yang Feng couldn't help but see the scene of disgusting black larvae flying on the bare cherry blossom trees.

The President Coolidge stayed in Yokohama for two days. During these two days, Sumitomo and Mitsubishi and several major Japanese chaebols sent people to contact him. Yang Feng generously revealed his patent plan to them, but of course he would not tell them the specific content.

"Anyway, I will give all Japanese friends a great surprise. As for whether you can seize the opportunity, it depends on whether you are generous enough!" Yang Feng said with his chest patted.

The Japanese were indeed very generous in this regard. Yang Feng not only received dozens of antiques stolen from China, but Mitsubishi even sent a beautiful girl to the ship.

"Mr. Yang, this is my niece Sakurako. She is preparing to travel to the United States. With you on the boat, I don't need to arrange someone to protect you. I hope you can take care of you."

"Please rest assured that I will treat Miss Sakurako like my niece." Yang Feng said, while glanced at the beautiful girl who was wearing a kimono and standing softly beside her.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, she is so tender that she can pinch out water and serve it deliciously. Do you think if she touched the bed in the middle of the night, will I, the uncle, push it down? Or will I refuse and stop?

President Coolidge sets its voyage and continues its voyage, with the next stop being the far-off Honolulu.

"Yangzi, I will ask the captain to transfer your room to my neighborhood, so that it will be more convenient if there is anything." Yang Feng said kindly like a weird uncle who lured the little girl.

"Hay, Sakurako is all subject to Uncle Yang's arrangement." The beautiful girl said softly with a blushing face, and her Chinese language is more authentic than her biological uncle.

"Sakurako speaks Chinese very well!" Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Sakurako likes China very much. She not only speaks Chinese language, but also knows Chinese calligraphy and painting, plays guzheng, plays Xiao, and sings a little Peking opera." Sakurako continued to blush and said.

"Ah, Sakurako can still brag! One day she will perform for her uncle!" Yang Feng thought shamelessly, wondering how your little mouth is? He knew very well that these Japanese chaebols would train such a group of beauties, specifically used to win over high-ranking officials and nobles. I think the technology in this area must be good, at least better than Elena.

Xiaodie behind her gritted her teeth and snorted. She was born in Shanghai, but she knew very well that this was not the same as that.

"What are you still standing there? Why don't you help Miss Sakurako arrange it quickly? Do you also like to study blowjob?" Yang Feng turned around and said with great dissatisfaction.

Xiaodie blushed, stamped her feet in anger, and then took Sakurako away.

With this little hoof on the boat, you need to pay attention to confidentiality, but it is no big deal. Anyway, it will be made public after arriving in the United States. Even if she can get some information, it will be useless.

The vast Pacific Ocean is as smooth as a mirror, the blue sea stretches endlessly, and the giant ship of more than 20,000 tons slowly moves forward. The trail behind the clear sunlight is flashing silver. Sitting beside the swimming pool on the top of the boat, Yang Feng was drowsy because of the sun. Suddenly his eyes were brightened. Sakurazi, wearing a white Western-style long skirt, walked over and looked like an angel in the background of the sun. Then he looked at Xiaodie beside him. Yang Feng suddenly felt like Xu Ruoxuan and Xu Haoying were standing together in the whirlwind boy.

"Does Uncle Yang like swimming?" Sakurako walked up to her, looked at Yang Feng who was wearing only a pair of swimming trunks, and squatted down and said softly. The slightly open collar inadvertently exposed the edge of the white bra and a little deep gully.

Only then did he notice that although this little hoof is not very old, his chest is definitely not small. He is really a huge childish face. Damn, how can the Japanese know that I can just take this bite?

"Does Yingzi like swimming too? Are you interested in swimming a few laps with your uncle?" Yang Feng said in a calm tone.

"But, but I don't have a swimsuit!" Sakurako said with a red face and lowered her head.

You can swim, Yang Feng almost said it, but he immediately thought of the treasure he was in the box.
Chapter completed!