Chapter 24 Tinder Plan
Zhang Feng slowly calmed down and thought about the future development direction and where to build a base.
The East would not be suitable for more than a decade, and by the time World War II came, those places would have either been occupied and destroyed by the Japanese, or wiped out after the war.
The same is true in the West. Germany has almost collected debts from all of Europe, which is not suitable either. Standing up and looking at the world map in the study, Zhang Feng found that there was no suitable place at all. The entire world was colonized by the great powers.
After looking around, Zhang Feng finally chose a place. Although it was not perfect, it was also a good choice. That was Madagascar.
This place has not yet become independent, and it is far away from the flames of World War II, so it can develop peacefully for a few decades. It is also not too far from the East. Zhang Feng plans to use this place as a base and attract a large number of immigrants from the Far East. Only places where there are our own people are suitable as bases, otherwise they will be outsiders wherever they go.
Although this is still a French colony, there are not many French colonists there now, because there is almost no economic value here. Zhang Feng only needs to spend money to bribe the local managers to turn a blind eye and allow him to immigrate. Moreover, with more people, it can bring economic benefits to the local area.
Another reason is that France surrendered very early in World War II, so they could do whatever they wanted at that time, whether it was helping the French government in exile in exchange for the right to rule, or directly driving the colonists away and then becoming independent, it was a good choice.
Zhang Feng plans to use Madagascar as a base and find the right time to develop eastward. He still feels safe in a place with yellow people. Only there can his family achieve long-term development and stand firm.
Thinking of this, Zhang Feng planned to acquire several shipyards to facilitate large-scale immigration in the future. Although buying ships would be fine, what Zhang Feng needed were immigration ships, not cargo ships or passenger ships, and they needed to be custom-made. Zhang Feng also planned to get involved in the shipbuilding industry to accumulate technology for the future.
In the study on the second floor of Monchi Manor, light shines in through the window, making the room unusually bright.
Los Angeles is relatively warm and humid in winter, with an average temperature between 10 and 20 degrees Celsius. At this time, the warm and humid air currents from the south increase, bringing more rainfall, especially at this time, Los Angeles has become one of the cities with the most rainfall in the United States.
It had been cloudy and rainy for several days in a row, but today the clouds finally parted and the long-lost sun finally showed its face in the sky, emitting a gentle ray of sunshine to illuminate the earth.
Zhang Feng stood in front of the desk, slightly bent over, the scorching sun shone on him and he felt a hint of warmth. At this moment, he was holding a brush in his hand, writing with ink to his heart's content. This was a way of self-cultivation that he had recently found for himself.
I hope that by raising fish and practicing calligraphy I can smooth out his impatient temper. In the years when he traveled through time in his previous life, anxiety and impetuousness infected everyone. In an era when traditional etiquette and morality were collapsing and lost, utilitarianism prevailed, and everything was only about money.
However, they are unwilling to make money in a down-to-earth way because the money comes too slowly. The Internet is full of information that everyone earns a million dollars a month and drives a nice car, which further exacerbates the imbalance. Although many people are defeated by reality in the end and choose to lie down, this mentality of quick success and instant benefits still remains.
Zhang Feng is naturally no exception. He has been switching back and forth between wanting to make money quickly and lying down. However, these two mentalities are not suitable for him now. He is now a big shot after all, and he needs a mentality that suits his current money and status. Fortunately, he has been growing.
When I first started writing, I was just scribbling, but slowly I got better. In my previous life, because the college entrance examination required neat handwriting, I bought copybooks to practice regular script. Later, I couldn't bear it anymore and wrote every stroke, so I gave up and started practicing running script.
In the end, I only mastered some of the writing methods, but when I put them together into complete characters, they were still unsightly. Now, with my strong learning ability and recalling the writing methods of the copybook in my memory, after a few days, I have mastered the technique.
At this time, there was a knock on the door. Today's business was about to begin, but Zhang Feng had not finished writing yet. He could only see the tip of his pen turning "The setting sun and the lone wild goose fly together, the autumn water and the sky are the same color." Apart from poetry, "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" is the only ancient Chinese text that Zhang Feng can recite completely now.
"Come in." Zhang Feng kept writing.
A figure slowly walked in, holding a tray with a kettle, a can of tea, and a cup on it.
Little John gently placed the tray on the desk, poured the tea leaves into the cup, brewed a cup of hot tea, and then pushed it in front of Zhang Feng, just within his reach.
"Master, the tea is ready. Do you have any other instructions?" Little John said respectfully after finishing what he had just done.
"Well, there are things you need to do immediately. First, register a trading company. Let's call it Meihua Trading Company. Second, acquire a few shipyards and buy two cargo ships." Zhang Feng wrote a word and put down the pen.
As the name suggests, the US-China Trade is about trade between the United States and China. This company is mainly used as a cover to recruit immigrants from the Far East. Of course, the best option is to bring goods to China and make some money at the same time, so that the cost of immigration can be greatly reduced, and it is best to maintain a balance between income and expenditure.
"Okay, sir, I'll do it right away."
"Well, ask Lei Wanting to come over to see me. Go ahead."
Lei Wanting is a Chinese member of the guard team recruited by Zhang Feng after he bought the farm two years ago. Dozens of more people have been recruited over the years. Currently, there are 50 guards in the manor, half of whom are white and half are Chinese. Lei Wanting was promoted to the captain of the Chinese guard team by Zhang Feng because of his excellent performance during training.
After a while, there was another knock on the door. After Zhang Feng's consent, Lei Wanting pushed the door open and walked in.
"Boss, are you looking for me?" Lei Wanting asked with a bow.
"Well, you have been with me for more than two years. You have done a great job in these years. I am going to use you more. There is a very important task that I decided to give to you. Can I trust you?" Zhang Feng looked at him and said in a deep voice.
"Boss, just leave it to me. I, Lei Wanting, will be absolutely loyal and will ensure that the task is completed." Lei Wanting immediately stood up straight and assured loudly.
"Well, over the years, although I have developed a huge family business in America, we still cannot take root. In this foreign country, we have no foundation, so we are at the mercy of others." Zhang Feng exhaled and continued. "And my family business is nothing but a castle in the air, so I plan to build a base overseas, but this requires a lot of people, and only people of the same race and origin are worthy of our trust. The best way is to recruit compatriots from China. I call this plan the Fire Plan. When we Chinese can no longer stay in America in the future, we can have a place to stay. For our Chinese compatriots in America, are you willing to take on this important task?"
After saying that, he stared closely into Lei Wanting's eyes.
"I do!" Lei Wanting's voice became louder. After hearing Zhang Feng's story, he was already excited. The boss gave him this important mission, which also made him feel a great sense of responsibility.
Watching Lei Wanting's performance, Zhang Feng was very satisfied with his impassioned speech and chicken soup-filled rhetoric. He felt that he was becoming more and more like a superior. Before, he had always been bothered by the fact that he did not have the domineering aura of a time traveler.
"Okay, go back and prepare. You can also take a few people with you. I'm worried about your safety if you go to such a far place alone, and you can't do it alone. You always need help to do things. I will notify you when we leave. Go." Zhang Feng walked out from the desk and patted him on the shoulder.
Zhang Feng has relatively high requirements for his guard team. He trains them according to a simplified version of special agents. He does not want his bodyguards to be just soldiers with strong limbs and simple minds. Such people will definitely not be able to guarantee their own safety well.
In addition to physical fitness and firearms training, he also underwent simple military, detective and cultural studies. He was able to stand out from the crowd, and he had two years of management experience. Zhang Feng believed that he already had the ability to stand on his own, so Zhang Feng decided to assign him to carry out this task.
Zhang Feng asked him to bring a few guards with him, not to say that he didn't trust him, but he couldn't trust him completely. There must be people Zhang Feng planted to keep an eye on him and kill him when necessary. Moreover, this is also a way to protect Lei Wanting. Human nature cannot stand the test. If he is away from himself and holds power, even if he is very loyal at the beginning, after a long time, without checks and balances, he will naturally become ambitious.
After explaining these things, Zhang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He only needed to complete the preliminary preparations before he could officially implement the Fire Plan. Currently, the most important thing was to deal with the French colonizers of Madagascar, otherwise everything would be in vain.
But there is no rush. Zhang Feng's plan is for Little John and Lei Wanting to set out together and go to Madagascar first. Let Little John go to talk to the colonists. After all, he is white. After they settle down there and buy a piece of land, Lei Wanting will set out from Madagascar to the Far East to trade and recruit immigrants. This way it will be foolproof.
If there is no agreement, we will just do trade, familiarize ourselves with the route, and then choose other places as bases, or directly engage in illegal immigration. Madagascar is so big, and it is an island, and there are very few French people there, so we can't take into account the long coastline. We need to get people there first, then organize training and supply weapons. Those French guys will naturally compromise. All things are difficult at the beginning, so we must take the first step first.
Zhang Feng picked up the pen and continued the unfinished calligraphy. Half an hour later, he wrote the last word and nodded with slight satisfaction.
I put down my pen and sat down to rest for a while. I thought about how busy I have been today and I wanted to go out and relax. I also thought about how I have been thinking about plans at home these days. I haven't been to Lin Huiyin for a long time and I felt that I had neglected her a little. As a qualified Neptune, I still have to treat them equally.
After putting on his coat, he went downstairs and told Qin Qingning and Geteli Jiabao that he was working overtime at the company today and would not be back at night. In fact, Zhang Feng didn't have to lie, but for some reason he blurted it out. His brain was out of control at that moment, but he didn't care. Then he called two bodyguards and left the manor in a car.
Arriving downstairs at Lin Huiyin's residence, Zhang Feng told the two bodyguards not to follow him and to stay in the room provided for them on the first floor. He then went upstairs alone.
I took out the key and opened the door. There were only two maids in the hall taking care of the children. I didn't see Lin Huiyin, but I could vaguely hear noises coming from the bathroom, so she must be taking a bath.
Zhang Feng did not go in either, and stayed here at night. He had plenty of time. After a few years, he was no longer so impatient. The two maids saw that it was Zhang Feng, and they also let down their guard. Zhang Feng walked to a maid and picked up the older child, but he was only a little over one year old. His eyes were big and bright, and he looked at Zhang Feng with round eyes. He didn't cry or make a fuss, and he stretched out a hand to grab Zhang Feng's face. It seemed that although he hadn't been here for a few days, he still remembered him as his father.
Zhang Feng leaned his face forward for him to touch, and he immediately laughed, which was very cute. Zhang Feng was very pleased, so he kissed him on the face, which made him laugh again, and he kept shouting "Dad, Dad".
Zhang Feng did not show favoritism and held the two little ones in his arms and started teasing them as well. However, this little one, who was born not long ago, could only babble and could not call him dad, which made the old father a little dissatisfied.
Soon, the sound of a door opening was heard. Zhang Feng looked up and saw that it was Lin Huiyin who walked out of the bathroom. She was wearing a dark purple nightgown, which revealed an exaggerated cleavage. The thin low-cut design of the silk nightgown made her already full breasts stand out. As her body swayed gracefully while walking, her round and upright breasts were trembling, and one could smell the warm milky scent from a long distance away.
The waist of the nightgown is deliberately designed to be slim, so that the fleshy waist is tightened by a thin layer of silk, and the shape of the lower abdomen is revealed through the clothes.
Below her slender waist, the round and straight curve of her skirt perfectly sets off her plump buttocks. As she walks with a twisting posture, the left and right movements are fascinating.
Her beautiful legs were covered with a pair of black suspender stockings, which reflected a little bit of gloss and silkiness under the light. Two wide lace edges gathered the stockings at the base of her thighs, and her plump thigh flesh also fully stretched the pattern on the lace, the two complementing each other to show the perfect scenery of the absolute realm. The plump thigh flesh was squeezed by the edge of the stockings to give her a full sense of flesh, which set off the calf and ankle below to be more slender and soft.
Because she had just taken a shower, the fresh scent of shower gel wafted towards her. Her hair was still wet, and her cheeks were slightly red from the hot water. A few drops of water dripped from her hair and slid down her face, which was simply pure and seductive.
Zhang Feng couldn't bear it any longer, so he handed the two children back to the maid, picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.
Lin Huiyin screamed, then calmed down, patted Zhang Feng and said, "You still remember to come here, how many days have passed, tell me."
"I'm busy with work, earning money to buy milk powder for my two children. I came here as soon as I finished my work. Be good, baby, don't be angry. You won't be beautiful if you're angry." Zhang Feng said with a grin, and then continued to touch her.
"Hmph, stop touching me. I still have to feed my baby. Let's talk about it tonight." Lin Huiyin held down Zhang Feng's hand that was playing tricks in her clothes and said hurriedly with a red face.
"Let's talk about those two brats later. Let daddy have a bite first." Zhang Feng saw that her face was so red that it was about to bleed, so he stopped talking nonsense and took a bite.
(End of this chapter)