Zheng Tingxiang was in a state of excitement that was "provoked", so how could he stand the excitement?

So he immediately replied: "Why don't you dare? I just don't know, how should you fight the bet you mentioned by Mr. Long? What is the content?"

Long Hao smiled and said, "It's very simple. There is a ready-made gambling game in front of him, and it's coming soon..."

Yes, Long Hao has made his old trick again: make a bet!

In fact, Long Hao had long noticed the "proud" in Zheng Tingxiang's body. If he wanted to conquer this young child studying in the United States, it would not work without taking some real skills!

Even if there is no today's fuse of the "submarine" , Long Hao will find other ways to impress this great mechanical talent!

Unexpectedly, Zheng Tingxiang happened to be biased against submarines, and the odds were not a little bit too far away. Long Hao followed the flow and used this "gambling game" that he was supposed to promote to completely subdue the great engineer.

"What ready-made bets? Just say it for Mr. Long!"

Zheng Tingxiang looked fearless.

"This bet is actually related to the fate of Kunpeng Shipyard. Well, God, please tell Yun Yao!"

Long Hao stroked his chin and handed over the task of explaining to Rong Shangqin.

I said?

What did I say to me?

Rong Shangqin was extremely agile and was stunned at this moment. He blinked his little eyes and looked at Long Hao pitifully: What are you saying? Master, I am not the worm in your belly, please give me some tips?

"It's the information I told you the day before yesterday. Look, it's from the north..."

Long Hao's fingers were compared upwards, and Rong Shangqin immediately understood.

After understanding, Rong Shangqin's face turned pale. He hesitantly asked: "This is a military secret. Master, can you say no?"

"What can't be said? I can't hide it sooner or later. Let's talk about it!"

Long Hao was funny, whispered bitter tea and waved his hand to scold.

"Okay, I'll just say..."

Rong Shangqin sighed lightly and subconsciously looked at the door of the room because he knew that what he was going to say next... is a major event that could cause panic among the masses.

What big event?

Of course, there are six first-class battleships in the north that are rushing towards San Francisco like wolves and tigers, with their targets directed at the Dragon Scale Navy, directed at Kunpeng Shipyard, and directed at Long Hao!

As Rong Shangqin said one by one, Zheng Tingxiang's stubborn and loyal head hangs down, his face turned pale: What? Young Master Long had sunk five American destroyers before? Now, the United States has sent six battleships,

Have you killed me from Seattle and asked me for a crime?

Such a big thing! How can you be so calm?

Do you still have the leisure to do submarine transformation? Do submarine trial sailing?!

Zheng Tingxiang felt that he was going crazy because Long Hao's actions were completely beyond his imagination! Long Hao's behavior was like a fire burning to the door, and you took a kettle and went to water the flowers instead of extinguishing the fire.

It's incredible!

"Dada, dada, is there a war coming soon?"

Lao You couldn't hold back his breath, and when he touched his teeth, he shouted in horror: "The battleship is coming, the 8,300-ton battleship, we can't stop it. Is Kunpeng Shipyard going to give up?"

Yes. Can you not give up?

Not to mention six ships, even a battleship is coming. Once the station stops outside the port and the long-range cannons above are opened, the Kunpeng Shipyard will become a sea of ​​fire! Alas, I said, Mr. Long, you know this news, yet

How to organize workers to retreat?

Zheng Tingxiang kept saying that he wanted to leave Kunpeng, but he had feelings for Kunpeng Shipyard in his heart. When he thought that this promising Chinese shipyard would be destroyed by the war, his heart hurt so much!

Too, too reckless!

Why? How could he provoke the US Navy at this time?

Tolerance, have you never read the masterpieces of Confucianism in our country?

Battleships, six battleships... Hey, wait, isn't it right?!

Zheng Tingxiang shook his head with heartache. Suddenly, he noticed the problem and hurriedly looked up and said, "Master Long, it's not right. How could the US Navy have battleships on the West Coast? Could it be a mistake?"

Zheng Tingxiang has been in the United States for a long time and still has a little understanding of the strength of the United States' naval strength. There are not many high-end warships such as battleships on the east coast, so how can there be them on the west coast?

Suddenly, Zheng Tingxiang raised a glimmer of hope, and it was Long Hao's information that made a mistake.

"No mistake, these six battleships... belong to the British Far East Fleet!"

Long Hao smiled and broke Zheng Tingxiang's last chance to be lucky.

"British...Far East Fleet?"

Zheng Tingxiang's legs became weak and could no longer hold on. He couldn't continue standing. Instead, he fell to the wooden chair and murmured: "How can you have a child? How can you have a child... Alas, now

It's all over, Kunpeng is over, and China's shipbuilding industry, which has finally had hope of rising... "

This mechanical engineer who has been studying in the United States for many years covered his head in pain, drooping and shaking repeatedly.

Not to mention Rong Shangqin and Lao You, even Long Hao was moved: It seems that this great engineer also has a innocent heart that loves the country and the people in his chest!

Long Hao touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed to keep him in such a big way.

"Ahem, Yun Yao, don't be excited. Listen to me, we won't finish, Kunpeng won't finish, China's shipbuilding industry won't finish, no one here will finish..." Long Hao walked to Zheng Tingxiang who lowered his head and lamented.

Beside him, he rubbed the big engineer's flat head: Well, the touch is good, no less than Daimler's bald head!

"All British battleships have arrived, how can they not be finished?"

Zheng Tingxiang raised his face, his eyes turned red as if he had been in for three days and three nights, and his words were choked.

"Of course there will be no end, let's fight him!"

Long Hao shook his fist, fisted left and right, like a boxing champion waiting for the bell to ring: "Yun Yao, do you think the warships parked in the port were chanting Buddha's name and eating vegetarian food?"

Ports...who?

Zheng Tingxiang blinked his eyes hard, and after thinking it through, he almost swears Long Hao with a bloody face: "Young Master Long, are you joking? That's just a cruiser and three training ships. Compared with the battleship, they seem to be

When a rabbit meets a lion, it is not of the same level at all!"

Although Zheng Tingxiang does not understand military affairs, he has been to Britain and has seen the huge battleships at the Portsmouth port. In his opinion, if such battleships come over, they may be able to drive the four mosquitoes without firing fire.

The ship was destroyed.

"Haha, of course I will not bet on those four battleships to defeat the enemy..."

Long Hao still looked calm and flirted with his finger bones. He said, "I'm sure Yun Yao, my magic weapon is Qianlong-1. I want to take this submarine and dare to invade me.

All the enemy ships were sunk into the sea!"

Long Hao said so ordinary, but this sentence was like a thunder in Zheng Tingxiang’s ears!

What?

Do you want to drive a fifteen-meter-long thing to challenge the battleship?

This is simply more surprising than Long Hao using four warships to deal with the enemy!

This is no longer a rabbit hitting a lion, but a mouse fighting an elephant!

"Master Long, don't be overwhelmed!"

Zheng Tingxiang felt that although he was different from the Earl Master, he didn't want to see the genius boy die, so he urged him: "Have you ever seen a battleship? That big guy is definitely not with his passion.

Can be defeated!"

"Haha, I'm not relying on my passion, I'm relying on my cold submarine!"

Long Hao was unmoved, and his face still had a relaxed smile: "Yun Yao, this is the bet I mentioned! As long as I defeated the six battleships that were invading, you will stay and help me, and devote yourself to building a dive for me.

Boat. If I lose, Kunpeng will no longer exist. If you study submarines and other things, they will naturally turn into passing clouds and smoke. You don’t need to mention it anymore... How about it, Yun Yao. Do you dare to gamble?"

Long Hao's confidence and infectiousness were very strong. Zheng Tingxiang was stunned for a while, and he felt a little illusion that Long Hao might be able to win.

"Okay, I've bet!"

Zheng Tingxiang breathed a long sigh and sweared with Long Hao: "Hey, this time, I really hope I lost..."

"Don't worry, Yun Yao, you're sure to lose!"

Long Hao smiled and said with a smile.

When Long Hao and Zheng Tingxiang's bet was settled quietly, some transactions, some discussions, some planning... were also quietly going on in several other corners of the United States.

San Francisco is 64 kilometers southeast of San Francisco, and California's former state capital - San Jose.

This is a settlement established by Spanish colonists and the earliest immigrant in California. After the railway was led to San Francisco in 1864, it gradually became a distribution center and processing park for Santa Clara's agricultural products.

On this day, the sun was shining brightly, and in a building covered with tropical plants, two people named Rothschild were fiercely arguing about something.

Long Hao has dealt with these two people with great status in the family.

One is Kant Rothschild, who came to take over the family's affairs in the Southwest after Beth's death.

The other is Bergson Rothschild, who was defeated in a big gamble in Europe and had no choice but to come to the American elite.

Both are elites, but undoubtedly Bergson's family status is above Kant.
To be continued...