Before returning to China, Yan Guang had informed some Chinese in the United States who had a good relationship with him, so when he left, more than 50 Chinese came to the dock to see him off, basically from the local Chinese community.

"Xiao Yan, I heard that you are going back to China this time to build an industry and set up a factory, so you can use the 30,000 US dollars first..." An old man with a goatee on crutches said to Yan Guang, saying that a young man walked out behind the old man, and handed over a suitcase to Yan Guang with a reluctant face.

"This?" Holding the suitcase, Yan Guang was a little overwhelmed.

This goatee old man Yan Guang is also known, surnamed Huang, and he is a little old and old, but he is very good.

Once Yan Guang won a fight with the Americans, and the other party found a few companions to take revenge, and it was this old man who called a dozen juniors to come over to help.

"You can take it with confidence, it's just a little bit of our old guy's heart. In the past, the inventions you got have won a lot of anger for us Chinese, and you can rest assured that you can do something practical with this money. Speaking of this, Huang Lao glanced back. It's better than being taken by unfilial descendants. ”

Hearing Huang Lao's words, the faces of several young people standing behind him became a little ugly.

"Thank you." Although I don't understand what Huang Lao's latter sentence means, it seems too hypocritical to excuse himself at this time, and after putting most of the funds into stocks, Yan Guang really needs a sum of money. Although the original money was not small, it could only run a very small factory, and now although the money is not very much, at least the scale of the factory can be larger.

After secretly noting his gratitude to Huang Lao in his heart, Yan Guang accepted the suitcase.

At this time, the boarding bell rang on the pier, and after bidding farewell to Huang Lao and the other Chinese who had come to see him off, Yan Guang boarded the passenger ship with other passengers.

"O Pacific, I hope this voyage will not be too stormy." The last time he crossed the Atlantic, the wind and waves along the way made Yan Guang suffer, so Yan Guang really had a little cold about taking a boat, especially this kind of long-distance boat.

But...

"With a displacement of more than 10,000 tons, there are probably no shipyards in China that can build ships of more than 10,000 tons. Sure enough, steel is the most important, but the construction of steel mills is too time-consuming and financial, so we can only start with textile mills..."

Just when Yan Guang was waving to Huang Lao and the others, while thinking wildly, someone on the side suddenly asked in English. "Chinese? Say myself? ”

After coming to this era, Yan Guang was about to be asked this question, so he replied impatiently without turning his head. "Chinese, is there anything wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I was a little excited to suddenly see a compatriot here." As he spoke, a very thin young man walked up to Yan Guang. "In fact, the first time I saw you, I thought you were Chinese, because I had never seen anyone as tall as you, but I still need to confirm it."

"Zhang Xingfeng." As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand towards Yan Guang.

"Fishy? The bloody wind of bloody rain? "How could such a bean sprout-like person in front of him be called by such a name? Yan Guang admired Zhang Xingfeng's parents' ability to name names.

Zhang Xingfeng seems to have become accustomed to this situation, so it is natural to explain. "It is the wind that rises, the prosperity that rises, and the wind that rises."

"Yan Guang, the one of the nameless fisherman." Holding the hand of the bean sprouts, Yan Guang reported his name.

After reporting his name, Yan Guang always felt a little strange, because he remembered that people at this time all had words, and when they signed up, they would also report the words together. It's normal for a new young man in the 21st century who was suddenly thrown over to have no words, but why didn't this bean sprout report?

At this time, bean sprouts, cough cough, Zhang Xingfeng also felt a little strange. Zhang Xingfeng's father once studied in the United States, although he later took the wife arranged by his parents, but after Zhang Xingfeng was born, he did not give him a word, and even the name was not ranked according to the genealogy, but was chosen by himself.

But the bean sprouts couldn't have imagined that the person in front of him was tall but polite Yan Guang, and he didn't have a word.

"By the way, Brother Xingfeng is in the United States?"

"Me? I came to the U.S. to study, and I'm ready to return to my home country because I've already graduated. Zhang Xingfeng said with a smile.

"Oh?" The current international students are all real talents, so Yan Guang asked with interest. "What did Brother Xingfeng learn?"

Just as Yan Guang and Zhang Xingfeng were talking, the hull of the ship suddenly shook, and then the passenger ship left the port.

Yan Guang kept waving towards Zhang Lao's side, and didn't stop until he was far away.

Looking back, seeing that there were only two yellow people on the deck, Yan Guang and Zhang Xingfeng both smiled bitterly.

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I don't know if it's really fateful, Zhang Xingfeng is actually the same as Yan Guang in the first class, and the positions between each other are not very far.

Considering that he had nothing to do, and that there were no computers, televisions, or even portable radios in this era, Yan Guang decided to take advantage of this time to think about his plan to make a fortune, because by the time of the Xinhai Revolution in 1911, the cost would probably be in the tens of millions.

But just as Yan Guang was about to enter the cabin, Zhang Xingfeng grabbed him.

"Brother Yan, anyway, you have nothing to do, do you want to play a game of chess together?" As he spoke, he patted a piece of luggage that he was carrying, which happened to contain mahjong and chess...

"Okay!" Although he is a stinky chess basket, Yan Guang does not have this kind of consciousness. "You go first, and I'll go over when I've put all my luggage away." As he spoke, Yan Guang motioned to the waiter to send the luggage to the room.

In fact, Yan Guang's luggage is not much, just a few suitcases, but these suitcases are all money-related things, so Yan Guang can't be careful.

After placing all the luggage, Yan Guang locked the door of the cabin, and then walked towards Zhang Xingfeng's cabin.

After arriving at the door of the cabin, Yan Guang just knocked casually twice and pushed the door open and walked in. In the cabin, Zhang Xingfeng had already set up all the chessboards and chess pieces, and was sitting there waiting for Yan Guang.

Yan Guang was not polite, and sat there and got up with Zhang Xingfeng.

Although Yan Guang likes to play chess very much, he still has a clear understanding of his own level, so just when he was about to lose, he found out that Zhang Xingfeng was also a stinky chess basket.

In this way, it came to the third set, and when Yan Guang was about to give Zhang Xingfeng a two-to-one, Zhang Xingfeng asked casually.

"By the way, Brother Yan, where are your braids? I don't think you seem to be ready for braids? ”

"Eh..."Yan Guang, who was about to make a headshot, was stunned.

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