The powerful 60-horsepower engine, which drives a small car with a total of only half a ton of passengers, jumps out of the city gate and rushes into the wilderness of late spring. The unparalleled terrain of Willis Jeep is immediately fully displayed, steep slopes, gullies, beaches, rivers... nothing can stop it from moving forward.

"How do you feel?" Yang Feng said to Richard proudly.

"Yang, you're right. This is a real man's car, even a tank is just like that." Richard said excitedly. This guy was born in the western United States. Although he has always played the role of a profiteer, he still has a bit of a cowboy's blood in his bones. Willis Jeep suddenly made him feel like he was galloping on the horseback.

"When it comes to tanks, do you know? I also brought a tank this time!" Yang Fengzhen said with a smile.

"Puff!" Richard almost spurted out an old blood.

The two of them played outside the city for almost an hour before Yang Feng sent Richard back, who was almost broken by the shock, and then turned to Yang Jing's house. Yang Wenbin is now very familiar with his attempts to his daughter, but the world is chaotic these days, so it's not bad to have such a son-in-law. Besides, although there is only one surname, there is actually no relationship between Mao, and there is nothing to be afraid of. As for whether Yang Jing will be a small matter, just make the relationship between her and Xin'er, just let her do it!

However, he refused Yang Feng's question about taking Yang Jing to the United States without hesitation on the grounds that Yang Jing's important study was. He knew very well what would happen to this lonely man and a widowed woman without any supervision for a few months. If his daughter comes back with a big belly, it would be embarrassing.

This is exactly the result Yang Feng wanted. He first looked for Yang Jing because he knew very well that Yang Wenbin, who had always claimed to be a family of poetry and books, would definitely not agree. He didn't agree so much, so it would be easier for Xiner to do so.

In fact, Liu Haining's concerns are more serious than Yang Wenbin in this regard. The Liu family is not a small family like the Yang family. If the daughter is taken out by Yang Feng and then comes back with a big belly, it will become a laughing stock in Peking. So no matter how Xiner cries, he firmly disagrees.

"Is it important to go to school or go out to play? Is it a good place in the United States? I didn't see what your brother learned after he went there! Besides, your brother Yang is going to do big things, and what trouble will happen to you, a girl, gets involved!" He slapped at his daughter on the table.

"Uncle, please calm down. I also bring some fun new things to you. Let her go over and take a look together, and then you will be fine if you persuade me!" Yang Feng said quickly.

"Oh, this child has made me spoiled more and more dissatisfied. Nephew, please take more responsibility." Liu Haining sighed and said.

"Also, you must bring that unfilial son back!" At this point, the old guy suddenly looked ferocious.

"Uncle, don't you worry, aren't your elder brother learning to fly? This time I happened to have a batch of transport planes with the Germans and prepare to set up an airline. Then let him come back and drive enough!" Yang Feng said with his chest patted.

"Okay, okay, it will be much more convenient for us to transport some valuable cargo to Nanjing now. Is there anything I need to do?" Liu Haining naturally knew the benefits of airlines. Although Nanjing is already the capital, Peking is still the core of the north. Countless people take trains to and from both places every day. Even if one of them takes a plane in one hundred, it will make a lot of money. Those rich people who take Blue Steel Express will not care about the money for air tickets.

"There are really something you need to help all the time. First of all, it is the airport problem. You have to help me contact Nanyuan. The second is the pilot and ground crew. As far as I know, Zhang Xiaotongzi sent the more than 200 planes to the Japanese, many of his pilots and ground crew were scattered all over the place. You have to pay more attention to me and get them here if you have them." Yang Feng said.

The pilots and ground crew of the Northeast Army are all talents. While advertising, Liu Haining was asking him to launch his network. At that time, he would take as many as possible and get these people into his own hands first. Is it hard to say about the plane? It's just a few boxes of sulfonamide and penicillin. Yang Feng then realized that he had a loss-making business. It would be better to pay for it directly by buying it if he exchanged an engine for a plane. If he exchanged an engine for tens of thousands of yuan, it would be worth thousands.

"I'm so stupid, really!" On the way back, he drove and muttered to himself.

"What did you say?" Xin'er, who was sitting beside her, didn't hear clearly. She was used to sitting in a luxury car and felt a little uncomfortable sitting in a little jeep.

"Ah, nothing!" Yang Feng said casually. He went to pick up Yang Jing again, and then returned to Xiaohonglou. When he placed a tape recorder in front of the two girls, both girls were shocked by the high technology.

The sound quality of this thing is not comparable to that of a phonographer, especially this old recorder, which has two huge speakers, and the stereo effect is unheard of. Coupled with Aunt Wang's voice that looks like a heavenly sound, the entire Little Red Building immediately fell into an intoxicating atmosphere.

Not only Xin'er and the other two, but also the bustling guests downstairs, all stopped all their movements and listened greedily to the song that they had never heard before.

Yang Feng looked at the two girls' infatuated eyes and suddenly showed a malicious smile, and changed into the Tang Dynasty as quickly as possible.

Needless to say, Yang Feng was beaten by two angry girls on the table, and almost got scratched to death by female customers rushing up from downstairs.

"Oh my God, the vast sea of ​​people, where is the soulmate!" Yang Feng, who was ravaged to the point of seeing the girls who were busy changing tapes, couldn't help but sigh in sadness.

The next day he set off with the eyes of the two girls saying goodbye. Richard packed two blue steel carriages. In addition, Yang Feng's carriage and the Willis Jeep were also installed on the flatbed car behind. They had to go to Nanjing first, then from Nanjing to Shanghai, take the President Coolidge cruise to San Francisco, USA, and then transfer to the Panama Canal to New York.

Nanjing, Xiaguan Station. Looking at the bustling pedestrians and thinking about the scene where tens of thousands of corpses were piled up in the massacre, Yang Feng couldn't help but sigh.

"Yang, what are you thinking?" Richard asked curiously.

"I wonder what kind of scene would it be if hundreds of machine guns were fired here now."

"Oh my God, you are really good at joking. How could such a thing happen? It was a massacre, and no civilized world would allow such things."

"Is that true? When the city massacre of Lushun during the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, it seemed that no civilized country stood up to accuse the Japanese, right?" Yang Feng said coldly.

"Yang, that's all a very distant thing!" Richard said awkwardly.

"Is that true? Then when the Japanese massacred more than 10,000 Chinese in Jinan five years ago, it seemed that no civilized country came out to criticize them, right?"

"Yang, we are all businessmen, there is no need to worry about these political matters." Richard said embarrassedly.

"So, the so-called civilized society is just to be a bitch and stand up as a archway." Yang Feng shrugged and said.

They just transferred the train in Nanjing and did not stay for too long. They quickly boarded the train and continued to Shanghai. The Langang Express Shanghai-Nanjing Line only took a few hours. It was not dark when they arrived in Shanghai. Richard had already booked a room at Huizhong Hotel. The group went to put down their luggage first and saw that it was still early. In addition, the first time he arrived in Shanghai in this era, of course, he had never been there in modern times, so Yang Feng took a group of people out for a walk.

On the Huangpu River, the clouds were low and the drizzle was as light as silk. The guards from the northwest were all stunned by the large and small ships of Manjiang. A relatively knowledgeable guard stood on the dock and stretched out his fingers to count the warships of Manjiang.

"That's from Citi, that's from England, that's from France, then Tama is from Japan, fuck! Why don't we have Chinese? Ah, there is one there, why is it so small?"

It was a small gunboat, hiding in an inconspicuous corner, just like a little Habadog looking at the Tibetan mastiff, staring at the destroyers and cruisers with exotic flags passing by.

Yang Feng thought of a humiliation scene not long ago. One, Two, Eight, Song and Shanghai War of Resistance, all the land was bloody, but the Chinese Navy received an order to prohibit conflicts with the Japanese army. Although it was helpless, it could not hide the humiliation fact.

This is China now, a weak person who can be ravaged by anyone.

The scene in front of us made everyone lose interest in visiting. Just as they were about to leave, they saw a buddy not far away suddenly pounced into the Huangpu River.

Yang Feng and others were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that this was a jumping into the river.

"Hurry, who can swim? Hurry up and go down to save people!" Although Yang Feng can swim, his identity is different now, so how can he go down by himself? Besides, the pollution in the Huangpu River at this time was already very serious, which makes people disgusting.

However, to his surprise, everyone looked at each other. His guards were from the northwest, and there was not even a single one who could swim.

"Fuck!" Yang Feng cursed and had to jump down.

Fortunately, it was on the shore, so Yang Feng soon dragged the boy out of the water and brought him to the shore with the help of the guards.

This is a man in his thirties. He has a handsome face and a handsome man. He doesn't look like a poor man. He has choked a lot of water at this time. Naturally, no one is willing to do such disgusting things as artificial respiration. Several guards quickly woke him up.

"How can I do this? " Yang Feng asked curiously.

"Sir, why don't you save me!" the man said with a wry smile.

"Ah? Then continue to jump and let him go. Everyone applauds him and send him an irresponsible son, husband, and father. Then let's go to his house to see if his wife needs comfort. His daughter is not old enough to start. If not, she can get it back and raise it first." Yang Feng said as he looked at a photo in his hand and took it up.

As soon as he said this, the man really didn't have the courage to jump again.

"Don't jump anymore? If you don't jump, get up quickly. Go home and make up a lie, and say you accidentally fell into the water. Then you can do it with your wife at night. Even if you kill someone and set fire tomorrow, you have to serve your wife and children first."

(Thanks to book friend Genghis Khan for his reward.)
Chapter completed!