The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 45 Mrs. Sharon
"Goddess..."

"The god of steam and machinery...what the hell is that?"

"Lord of the Storm, this is simply a miracle!"

In the square where the instant fryer was, there was a tsunami of exclamation, which completely drowned Upton's voice.

No one cared what he said, and everyone completely forgot the purpose of coming here today, and expressed their opinions excitedly.

Someone pointed to the beam of light piercing the night sky on the stage and said it was a miracle.

Some have countered that the Eternal Sun has almost no faith in Tingen.

Some even dismissed it as just a magic trick, something that some evening shows should have...

But at the edge of the square, Klein and his younger sister, Melissa, opened their mouths wide enough to stuff a duck egg, and after a long while, they lost their minds and said:
"Fuck... a flashlight?!"

"They actually made this thing out?"

"No...not right!" Immediately afterwards, Klein shook his head, and muttered excitedly and nervously:

"It's such a coincidence that the bicycle and the flashlight appear together...Could it be that Roselle is not the only fellow here?"

At the same time, Aiwen, who did not wait for the Fool's feedback after praying, walked out of the bathroom rubbing his sour nose, and when he came to the edge of the square and was about to return to the VIP seats, a dazzling beam of light that overshadowed the brazier and the lantern, Suddenly hit him.

Different from the panicked crowd around who were frightened and fled in all directions, Aiwen, who was dazzled by the strong light, was only unhappy and angry, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice for a while:
"Damn it, who flashed me with high beams?!"

As soon as the voice here fell, Upton's unusually excited voice came from a distance:
"Now, please let me be very honored to introduce to you, the great inventor of the bicycle and the flashlight, Mr. Alvin Stimson."

The "spotlight" followed all the way, and the silent crowd in the square automatically parted a long corridor, watched Ivan slowly step onto the stage, and turned off the flashlight in Upton's hand with a "click".

"Don't shake me with this thing next time!"

With a rather unhappy complaint, Ivan, who was about to leave, was suddenly stopped by Upton, and asked him to introduce his new invention very earnestly.

Thinking that he might have to spend money to advertise himself in the future, and start-up funds are still a big problem, Aiwen took the iron horn and flashlight from Upton's hand, and then walked quickly to the bicycles placed on both sides of the stage, and turned them on. After the flashlight was turned on, it was put on the shelf.

Immediately, pointing to the completely complete bicycle with the headlights, he raised the horn and said loudly to the audience: "Ladies and gentlemen! Are you still worrying about driving at night?"

"Are you worried that the lantern will be extinguished by the wind and rain in rainy days, the weak light can't see the potholes on the road ahead, and the gangsters hiding in the corner threaten your safety?"

"If yes, please choose it, Friendship brand flashlight, no need to refuel frequently, no fear of wind and rain, no choking smell, no blackening of your roof, and no need to worry about hidden dangers caused by gas leakage..."

Having said that, Aiwen slowly stretched out a finger, and said very easily:
"And it only needs a battery change every three months!"

"Mr. Stimson, where can we buy it?" Someone in the square suddenly shouted.

In this regard, Aiwen smiled, and finally stated the purpose of his attempt to raise funds:
"At present, we are preparing to put into production the first batch of flashlights, but we have encountered some financial problems. If you are interested in cooperation, you can talk to Mr. Upton in detail."

"I think as soon as next month, this epoch-making and convenient invention will be successfully presented to everyone."

As soon as Ai Wen's voice fell, there were several figures in the VIP seats, jumping up as if their buttocks were being pricked by needles, scrambling to the back of the stage backed by the city hall building.

But suddenly I heard a middle-aged gentleman with a big belly shouting loudly:
"Hey, see? That's my kid Upton, hahaha..."

"Hula la!" The crowd who just ran out, like sharks smelling fishy, ​​turned back again.

Obviously, everyone is aware of the hidden opportunities and benefits. The bicycle cake has been eaten by Backlund Steel Company, but the new cake belonging to the flashlight suddenly fell in front of them.

Among them are aristocrats who maintain their identities and are not in a hurry, businessmen with red eyes and excited expressions, ordinary people who yearn for soaring into the sky, and speculators with deep thoughts.

But without exception, they surrounded Upton's father Bilson, whom they didn't know well at first, and warmly invited this little-known little businessman, whose face was flushed with excitement at the moment, to come after the party Participate in a grand banquet hosted by your own family.

At the end of the crowd, there was a glamorous lady with a graceful figure, a mature and pure coexistence, and a glamorous lady with deer-like eyes, and Councilor Maynard walking side by side.

Suddenly taking advantage of the crowd to slow down, he turned his head to the bloody hand leader "Bloody Pete" who was following closely behind him like a servant, and said in a low voice:

"Stop the investigation on Alvin Stimson for a while, remember to restrain your subordinates, don't cause me any trouble..."

After all, no matter how the other party reacted, he quickly followed the glamorous lady who was staring at the stage with great interest, and sent out a dinner invitation in a very gentlemanly manner.

At the same time, on the stage where there were police officers maintaining order, in order not to deviate from the content of the party originally prepared for bicycles, the host reminded Upton and Aiwen in time and announced the name and sales of "Friendship Bicycles" on the spot. price.

As for why it is called the "Friendship Card", it is entirely because of Upton's solemn statement that the friendship between the two is as stable as a triangular steel beam on a bicycle.

In this regard, Aiwen has no objection, even if the other party is named "good buddy", he will readily agree. After all, a good relationship and proper encouragement can make the other party an excellent helper for him in the future.

But then again, the price of the bicycle was about 6 pounds, although it was the result of Backlund Steel Company's repeated compression in order to attract more middle-class buyers.

However, it is foreseeable that the wages of more than three months close to ordinary employees will still discourage many people. After all, about 6 pounds in cash is still a big burden for middle-class families.

And as the party drew to a close, the business negotiations were completely left to Upton, and at the suggestion of Ikanser, Mrs. Salier and Old Dirk were asked to go to Upton's house as colleagues to help out. , Aiwen rode the commemorative prototype car presented by Backlund Steel Company, and wandered all the way back to the station on the outskirts of the North District.

Because he was worried that the bicycle would be stolen by others, he carried the bicycle again and was about to put it into the hall of the Association for the Protection of Ancient Relics when he suddenly noticed a figure jumping out from the street.

In front of the gate, Ivan raised his hand and pulled it out unhurriedly. The standard revolver in the holster under his arm shocked the figure rushing over from the street, and immediately stopped and shouted:
"Don't shoot, your own!"

After finishing, he hurriedly added: "I am Six Fingers of the Razor Gang, Boss Walker asked me to bring you a sentence..."

Noticing that Aiwen turned around and squatted on the edge of the steps, and hooked the muzzle towards himself, Liuzhi walked up the steps carefully, and complimented with a smile on his face:

"Mr. Stimson, you really are a genius. The flashlight at the party tonight was like...uh, like..."

"Tell me, what's the matter with me." There was a hint of impatience in Aiwen's tone.

Seeing the other party's urging, Liuzhi, who suffered from being uneducated, couldn't think of any good words for a while, so he had to respond with a dry laugh:

"It's like this. Boss Walker sent me to tell you that the goods have been purchased, and they will arrive in Tingen along the Tussock River as soon as next week."

"Your movements are quite fast." Ivan smiled.

"Of course!" Six Fingers patted his chest proudly and said, "In order to meet your needs, our Boss Walker specially spent a huge amount of money to buy a telegraph machine, and always pay attention to the progress of the purchase of goods."

"well done!"

Hearing Aiwen's encouragement, Liu Zhi couldn't help but straighten his back, but deliberately lowered his voice and said mysteriously:

"Also, when you asked us to pay attention to various unusual movements in Tingen City, our people discovered some interesting things."

"Mrs. Sharon is that well-known noble lady who fascinated countless nobles. Our people 'accidentally' discovered that there were unknown people coming and going in and out of her mansion at night."

Having said that, Liuzhi suddenly let out a low laugh, showing an expression that a man could understand, and then said with an emphasis:
"If you need their information, then we will specially send additional staff to implement 24-hour monitoring to ensure that a complete information is provided!"

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(End of this chapter)