Chapter 27: Fissure

  Yang Feng, however, did not know that he had inadvertently leaked the information. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care; his arming of the 29th Army couldn't be kept secret for long, and it was possible that the news had already begun to spread today.

  As for whether it will bring trouble to himself, he doesn't care either. The 29th Army won't agree if anyone dares to move him, nor will the Americans and Germans who cooperate with him happily.

  Ito had no choice, he had to bring some results back, otherwise he would be driven back home. So both parties quickly signed the agreement, Mitsui & Co. would exchange ginseng for two boxes of Wan Aiko from Yang Feng.

  "Ito-san, I'm really looking forward to our next collaboration!" Yang Feng said with great pleasure.

  "Mr. Yang, I'm also looking forward to it!" A hint of bitterness crept into Ito's smile.

  He had just left when Lin Yin stormed in angrily.

  "Did you sell sulfonamide to the Japanese?" she asked sternly.

  "Miss Lin, as a businessman, I don't need your approval to sell my goods, do I?" Yang Feng said with a bad tone.

  "Are you or are you not Chinese? Do you know what this behavior of yours is called?" She was practically calling Yang Feng a traitor.

  "Traitor? Look, I can help you say the word." Yang Feng stood less than a foot away from her, almost face to face with a hint of cold smile.

  "What do you mean?" Lin Yin was slightly flustered, the close distance made her feel very uncomfortable with Yang Feng's aura.

  "It doesn't matter, I just want to tell you that interests, everything is possible in the face of interests. Loud slogans don't necessarily mean things are done beautifully. Those who play the role of noble people can also be dirty politicians. Underneath the beautiful exterior, there may still be bloody and filthy things hidden. Learn to use your own eyes to look at what you see rationally, don't be blinded by superficial things. Just like today, I didn't sell a single sulfonamide tablet to the Japanese."

  "What did you sell to them?" Lin Yin thought of retreating a step back, but found that there was just the table behind her.

  "Things all men like." Yang Feng leaned in close to her ear and said with a wicked expression.

  Lin Yin suddenly remembered the medicine that Xiner had mentioned before, and her pretty face immediately turned bright red.

  "Shameless!" She glared at Yang Feng.

  "Even Confucius, over two thousand years ago, knew about food, sex and sleep! So how can this be considered lowly?" Yang Feng said, leaning back in his boss's chair with his feet propped up on the table.

  "I need two boxes of sulfonamide." Lin Yin said calmly.

  "Alright, take the money. You also know that this thing is worth 100 taels of gold per box. I don't mind if you use it to help the Righteous Army, but using it to help Chinese kill Chinese is not acceptable." Yang Feng said.

  "What did you say? I didn't understand!"

  "You see, although I haven't been in Beiping for a long time, I do have some status after all. If I want to know something that interests me, it doesn't seem too difficult. As for anything more than that, it seems like there's no need for me to say any more, right?" Yang Feng said with a smile.

  Originally, Yang Feng was just suspicious, but after going back to investigate several of her closest friends, he found that among them was Jiang Nanxiang, who later became the person in charge of a certain party at Tsinghua University. At this point, there was no need for suspicion anymore.

  "Are you not going to give us sulfonamide?" Lin Yin calmed down and asked lightly.

  "I'm a businessman, as long as you pay me, I'll sell anything, even guns and ammunition, but if there's no money involved, don't bother talking to me. I have no interest in the great cause of Chinese people fighting against other Chinese!"

  Lin Yin looked at him deeply and didn't say another word, but instead went out directly.

  Yang Feng also felt a bit lost, the relationship between the two had already shown irreparable cracks, but if not, he didn't want to get himself involved in the whirlpool, arming the 29th Army would at most cause displeasure from Chiang's side, but colluding with a certain party was openly provocative.

  Lin Yin had just left when Xin Er arrived.

  "Here!" The girl looked like she was in a good mood, smiling as she handed over an invitation.

  The workers under Liu Haining were very clever and assembled the twenty incomplete permanent heavy-duty trucks brought by Yang Feng in just three days, so they grandly opened for business.

  "What's with the look?" Yang Feng asked, looking at the invitation again and then at Xin Er, who was smiling sweetly beside him, somewhat perplexed.

  "Hey, is there a next part for that book?" She was referring to "The Deer and the Cauldron", but Yang Feng had only brought the first part.

  "Next time I come back, I'll bring a complete set for you. There's also one from a female author that should be suitable for you girls." Yang Feng said casually.

  "What's his name? Maybe I've seen him?" Xīn'er hastily asked.

  "Qiong Yao!"

  "Come, come! Yang Xian nephew, let me introduce you to a few friends. This is Xu Chunqiao, Mr. Xu, an old gentleman who can shake the earth with his feet in Baoding. This is Wang Chuanming, Mr. Wang from Yongxin Machinery Factory, a mechanical engineer who has studied in Germany. And this is Yu Shimao, Director Yu of Fucheng Textile Mill, Old Yu and I have been friends for decades."

  At the opening ceremony, Liu Haining pulled Yang Feng to introduce him to a few guests. As soon as Yang heard their identities, he knew that the old man was indeed serious about making down jackets. However, it's also true that now in Beiping City, those wealthy families have become so enthusiastic about down jackets that it's scary. Many families who couldn't get their hands on down jackets have started all sorts of wars.

  It doesn't matter if the clothing factory goes down, anyway business will get bigger and bigger in the future. Down jackets, which are bulky goods, are no longer that cost-effective, it's better to just provide fabrics directly now, let's see how much benefits they can give themselves.

  A few people chatted and sat down.

  "Yang Xianzhong, my idea is that our five families join forces to set up a clothing factory. The four of us will provide the funding and give you 20% shares in return. The condition is that you only supply down jacket fabric to this one family of ours. What do you think?" Liu Haining asked tentatively.

  "Let's go, Uncle Bo said, and I'll do it. Besides, I have something to tell you all." Yang Feng said, taking out a piece of paper from his pocket and putting it in front of everyone.

  This is the letter of appointment that Xiao Zhenyang has just brought over for him.

  "Chahar Provincial Government Advisor?" Liu Haining stared at the words on top, stunned.

  "The 29th Army thinks they owe me too much, and you also know that these poor devils can't come up with anything real, so they just gave me this empty title." Yang Feng said calmly.

  These guys are all old foxes, it's no problem to cooperate with them, but also must give them some deterrent force, not that I want to fight for anything, mainly is to tell them not to cheat themselves.