Ye Yan, who had just tried the first time, naturally had no lasting battle, but she was defeated soon. She could only watch Elena crawl onto Yang Feng with a smile. The two of them took turns to fight Yang Feng so hard that the next day was bleak. She was alone in his wide boss chair, as if she was like a medicine residue.

Jinyuan Company is now completely on the right track. The business on the surface mainly sells wild medicinal materials, and also conducts import and export trade. It pays taxes legally according to the regulations. It never loses a dollar of taxes. It has always been generous to the filial piety to the public servants of the people. Therefore, in just one year, it has developed into a local celebrity enterprise, with a lot of signs on the wall. Of course, this celebrity enterprise secretly sells some contraband products and engages in small-scale smuggling activities, which is very harmless.

These days, you can make a fortune by following the law. It's like a humorous story. Jinyuan's business scope is very remote and basically cannot hinder others' affairs. He is generous enough to take action. Others use gold directly for sending money to Jinyuan. Which leader doesn't like such a good company?

Just like they sell some tiger skins, bear galls, rhinoceros horns, antiques, etc., this is completely understandable!

"Yes, don't care about money in these matters. People's public servants always have to provide for the people." Yang Feng said to the monkey who was reporting on his work indifferently. He didn't like to deal with people's public servants, and the monkey was always responsible for these matters.

He was enjoying it. It was a very pleasant thing for him to watch them look serious and selfless on TV, serving the country and the people, while watching them look ugly in a nightclub.

"How is things going on in Africa?" Yang Feng asked.

"It's all done. Now even the name is changed to Jinyuan according to your meaning. It is an old trading company. It started to make small commodities from China twenty years ago. It is still very famous in the local area. By the time Lao Li was already the third player. In recent years, he just wanted to make money and used inferior products to make his business to death. Besides, Uncle Hei is not so easy to cheat now, so they did this kind of work themselves.

I sent some good quality from China. Although it was not profitable, the key was to restore the reputation first. Now there are several domestic employees of Lao Li, and I have hired two more to manage finances, and the operation is quite reasonable." The monkey said, and it was obvious that he was still very attentive to this.

Yang Feng has no requirement for making money or not, that is just a transit station. He now has at least $1 billion worth of jewelry and more than ten tons of gold. He has already entered the ranks of wealthy people, so he still cares about this little money.

The goods then summoned their men to hand over the list of goods that they needed to purchase this time, and then went to purchase them. As for him, he rented a Bombardier and flew directly to Mozambique with Elena who knew Portuguese.

At Pemba Airport, the manager Feng Zhigang, who had received the notice, was already waiting. He was a middle-aged man in his forties who had settled in Mozambique and was shining in the African sunshine. He was almost the same color as black people.

This man was born as a veteran and had been in the logistics department. Later, he was a scapegoat by a general who reselled supplies. He stayed in prison for five years. After he came out, his parents died of illness. His wife followed others, and he had no children. He simply left sadly. Because he was a family friend with Lao Li, he came to Africa together. After Lao Li went bankrupt, the monkey continued to hire him because he was not familiar with the local situation. Now that the boss came, he was quite nervous, for fear that Yang Feng would accidentally quit him and exchange him for others, and he would serve him very attentively.

"Old Feng, is there a larger closed dock in Pengba's port?" The big boss Yang Feng asked casually while looking at the business report.

"Penba's shipbuilding industry is not very developed, and at most it can accommodate a small boat of thousands of tons. You also know that it is not far from South Africa, and the core of African industry is there. Mozambique is just an ordinary agricultural country, and its industry is very underdeveloped." Feng Zhigang said honestly.

In this way, it seems that it is not realistic to use Africa as a base in the near future. Since that's the case, let's build one first!

Under Feng Zhigang's arrangement, Yang Feng quickly visited Mayor Pemba. When talking about building a large dock in Pemba that could accommodate tens of thousands of tons of cargo ships, the black uncle was so excited that his face was dark and translucent.

"Yang, Mr. Yang, welcome, very welcome!" he said stutteringly in a strange Chinese.

"His mayor, it is my honor to add beauty to such a beautiful city. Of course, if possible, I hope that my goods will get some small discounts when entering the customs." Yang Feng said, intentionally or unintentionally playing with a diamond that looks quite large in his hand.

The mayor is a smart person. He knew that this guy must be ready to transport some shameful things, but this has nothing to do with the mayor. The key is what he will get.

"Since Mr. Yang is a distinguished guest of this city, he will naturally receive some preferential treatment." His mayor said with a smile.

"Then thank you first." Yang Feng said, and his finger accidentally fell on the soft carpet, but none of the people in the room looked down at this dazzling thing in the sun.

"Old Feng, have you done the arms business before?" Yang Feng asked Feng Zhigang after returning to the company.

"I have done a few small businesses. The 56-type submachine guns in China are still very popular here. I have a few acquaintances in military-industrial enterprises, so I have done them a few times, but this kind of business is too dangerous. Lao Li is relatively timid and did not do it again later." Feng Zhigang said.

"Then help me contact a batch of five and six semi-automatic rifles. There is no need to be too many. There is only 5,000 bullets, but it needs more bullets, one million rounds. In addition, buy a batch of passive black sorgold particles, and get a hundred tons of quantity first! Try not to pass the customs if you spend some money." Yang Feng said.

He was going to fill all the shells he made in the future with Black Sorkin. The explosion effect of this thing is not comparable to that of Tienti. It seems that it has to be mixed with aluminum powder, right? No matter how hard he is, he can go back and let the ammunition factory study it himself.

Feng Zhigang recorded there honestly without asking a word. He had long guessed that his new boss who came to Bombardier would not be an honest child, otherwise he would not have created such a family business at a young age. But he didn't expect that this guy would be an arms dealer.

But this is nothing. The fastest way to make money in Africa is nothing more than arms and gold and diamonds. Old Li is timid but does not mean that others are timid. And according to Yang Feng's opinion, he needs his own history very much, so that his job will be more stable.

Yang Feng sat there and knocked on the table and pondered for a while, then suddenly asked again: "Is it easy to buy domestic old anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns?"

"The Type 65 dual 37mm anti-aircraft gun and the Type 85 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun are not difficult to buy, especially the Type 65 anti-aircraft gun. Now it has begun to be retired in large quantities, so buying the old ones is very cheap."

"Then get a batch of them. Get a hundred anti-aircraft guns first and five hundred anti-aircraft machine guns. By the way, Yang Feng suddenly remembered something and asked again: "What kind of fuse does the Type 65 anti-aircraft gun use?"

"Radio near-explosion."

"When was this thing invented?"

"End of World War II."

"That's it, then don't buy such shells. I remember that they all have armor-piercing bullets and ordinary trigger grenades, right?"

Don't use this kind of high-end product first. Use ordinary shells to let the soldiers practice their skills. When they fight with the Japanese, they will then blow up the radio. The broken Japanese planes will probably be ravaged to death.

"Where will these arms be shipped to you after they are transported?" Feng Zhigang asked.

"Don't worry about this, store them in the warehouse first, and I will come and deliver the goods in person after a while."

"If this happens, security issues must be considered. Africa is relatively chaotic. Once outsiders know that there are so many arms, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no problems. Even the Mozambique government cannot guarantee whether it will be concerned. Their army equipment is not very good. These weapons are not a good thing in China, but they are still pretty good here. It is best to separate small batches and transport one batch away. The number is small and easy to keep confidential, and it is not worth the Mozambique government to take action." Feng Zhigang said.

"Then let's just go in batches. I'll think about the time," Yang Feng pondered for a moment and said, "The bullets must be transported within a month, and I will notify you of the others in advance."

"Do you have any instructions for other businesses?"

"You contact the domestic headquarters for other businesses, but remember that we can make less money, or even without making money. I can tell you clearly that I do not make money through these businesses, but I must make a good reputation. Government officials may wish to invest more and hold charity activities from time to time, and turn our company into an indispensable part of this country. Do you understand?

Isn’t this country a poor education level? Build a few more primary schools for them. Don’t many people in this country afford to treat the poor? Open a hospital for them and treat the poor for free. Doctors and teachers should not only hire our own country, but also hire them from Europe and the United States to carry out more publicity. All schools and hospitals should have my photos, so that everyone in this country knows that I, Yang Feng, are working hard to give them happiness." Yang Feng was spitting out the stars.

His goal is to turn this place into a transit station for him to smuggle, import arms and export gold and antique jewelry, so a philanthropist face is essential. He is not going to leave his property in China. In the great motherland, businessmen are crops, and when they mature, they can only wait for them. So when we see rich people running abroad, please don’t always call them unpatriotic. Although they are indeed not very patriotic, who likes to stop the money-making environment they are familiar with and go to a foreign country to work as an apartment?

It’s not possible to run, there is no sense of security and cannot see the future. Although it may not be safe when you go abroad, it is at least safer. So our boss Yang is not going to bring all his good things back to China in the future. The gold, silver and jewelry he has left in China now are enough for him to use, and all his future gains will be deposited into major banks in Europe and the United States.

But it is very difficult to transport these things out of China, especially his gold. In the poor and chaotic Africa, Yang Feng can ship them out as much as his customs supervision with loopholes.
Chapter completed!