Beiyang 1917

After a busy day like this, the memorable day of February 1917, 2 came to the evening in a blink of an eye. Wang Geng was still writing and drawing in his office, recalling several key points of the new citric acid process.

Here, Vivian came out of her office with a bag. Seeing that Wang Geng was still lighting up the lamp to fight at night, the girl couldn't help knocking on the door, and said with a smile,

"You still look like a serious person when you work hard, but why don't you go home from get off work so late? If you don't leave, I will leave!"

"Manhattan Industrial Bank is my home from now on. I said Vivienne, as a partner, you must also have the awareness that the company is your home. Besides, where can I go back? To the hospital or to West Point Military Academy? In New York I don't have a home!"

Wang Geng raised his head and looked at the beautiful partner leaning against the door, but his eyes were full of smiles.

Vivian was taken aback, yes, Wang Geng is a Chinese student studying abroad, if he doesn't live on campus, he's just renting an apartment outside, and now he's still studying at West Point, where is his home in New York?

"Would you like to come to my house for dinner? Just take me back on the way, so I don't need to call a taxi!" The girl bit her lip and whispered, her body exuded a maternal radiance.

"Oh no, I'm in a hurry to get this new technology of citric acid out. I'll put it in the lower folder of the safe later. If I can't leave or I'm not here, you can take it to James Curry of Pfizer. Of course, there’s no rush right now, we’ll talk about it after they’ve finished their work on militarized management and the location of the new production base!”

Wang Geng lowered his head and continued to write and draw on the note. He had told Vivian the password and key of his safe early in the morning.

Vivienne felt a little disappointed and couldn't help but said, "Wang Geng, are you leaving New York?"

"Well, I'm going to Washington tomorrow! The family of the little girl who was rescued under the Brooklyn Bridge invited me to be a guest after she was discharged from the hospital. It just so happened that I was going to Washington for some business. The Chinese ambassador and his wife are my good friends. friend!"

Wang Geng wrote the last stroke on the note, picked it up to look at it, and felt that it was about the same, so he took a folder and put it in, got up and walked to the safe, opened the safe and put it in.

The guy turned around and said to Vivienne, "I told you the password in the morning, and you also have the key. Old Jack said that there is no problem with the security of the Morgan headquarters. Anyway, you are the partner, general manager and chief financial officer of Manhattan Industrial Bank." , if you have any questions, I can only ask you!"

"Hmph, maybe there will be someone guarding the thief and shouting "Catch the thief?" Vivian raised her beautiful long eyelashes and snorted from her nose.

"Hey. Vivienne, you must have the consciousness of being a partner. Our wealth and life are closely related to this Manhattan Industrial Bank. I have no reservations and sincerity towards you! How much I sacrificed for the common cause of you and me, You see, I moved here from Nurse Kelly and simply lived in the office! I also delayed my studies at West Point!"

Wang Geng screamed bitterly!

The devil would believe you, obviously there is no place to live in the Morgan headquarters so that you can save the cost of renting an apartment outside.

However, Vivienne was a little delighted that Wang Geng moved out of the hospital convalescent ward surrounded by nurses who were singing and dancing so quickly. That pretty and enthusiastic female nurse stuck to Wang Geng's side all day long, so it was hard to say what would happen then.

"Yeah, I'll take you home first, and I have to go to Columbia University in the evening. I should worry if I can't find some Chinese students in the New York City Hospital!"

Vivienne nodded, and the two of them turned off the lights and locked the door after packing up their things. There was no one in the maze-like corridor, and it was already dark outside. Wang Geng and Vivian took the elevator and went directly down to the underground parking lot. library.

Wall Street is at the southern tip of Manhattan Island. Wang Geng drove his newly bought Cadillac Model 55 northward in the car river, and he arrived in front of Morgan's mansion at 219 Madison Avenue after seven turns and eight turns.

"Aren't you really going in with me? My mother seems to have a good impression of you. Alice yelled that a tall, tall and good-looking big brother came last night!" Vivian asked when getting off the car.

"I really don't want to go, don't go out alone at night, remember not to drive by yourself when I'm away, ask Jack to assign you a full-time driver and bodyguard, it's cold, go in quickly, and don't forget to interview my personal manager at the Morgan branch tomorrow. secretary!"

Wang Geng waved his hand, watched Vivienne enter the house, turned the car around, and went straight to Columbia University.

Nurse Kaili called before evening and said that the two Chinese who came to see her last time this afternoon came to the hospital again, and she was a little disappointed to know that she was discharged from the hospital, because Wang Geng had taken care of this phone number not to tell others for the time being, so the little girl waited. After they left, they called Wang Geng themselves.

Nurse Kaili on the other end of the phone could tell that her nose was a little stuffy. The little girl was obviously very reluctant to leave Wang Geng. Wang Geng comforted Kaili on the phone for a long time before coaxing her into a smile. Of course, the price was Invite her to watch a movie this weekend.

After Wang Geng came to Columbia University, he had already missed his meal, and he and Liu Jiwen were not in the dormitory. He heard from his roommate that these two guys never came back after going out in the afternoon.

Of course, the arrival of Wang Geng, the hero who rescued people from the Brooklyn Bridge a few days ago, caused a commotion in the corridors of the dormitory. This guy had no choice but to stand on a chair and make a short speech, and signed dozens of signatures. It is easy to break through the siege and flee.

The car was parked in the parking lot near the library. Wang Geng covered his face with a scarf so that only his eyes were exposed. He walked back and wondered, where did these two idiots go?Wouldn't it be foolish to think that he went back to West Point after being discharged from the hospital, and chased him to West Point to find himself?

Anyway, I just left a note in the dormitory of the two of them, telling them that they have been busy recently, and that they have to worry about the affairs of the New York Student Union for the time being, and come back to them when I come back from Washington!

Wang Geng walked briskly while thinking about his next move. Pfizer’s affairs were basically left to Vivienne to watch over. The issuance of Pfizer’s bonds was estimated to be completed this week. Technical disclosure, it should be about the same time when I return from Washington.

In addition to discovering the third pot of gold in Russian government bonds, the next investment direction has to be considered. With Pfizer in hand, and the platform of Manhattan Industrial Bank, relying on the Morgan family behind it, Wang Geng feels that he I have a lot of confidence to go to Washington.

What else is missing?The proposal to Wilson was written last time and is now lying in a safe. If all goes well, the new citric acid process can be put into production in small batches in the old factory in a month. The construction of the new production base is estimated to be at least three months. Of course, if you can buy a ready-made place to renovate, it will be much faster.

The location of the new production base should be convenient, not too far away from the canal, wharf and railway roads, but it should be an independent area, and the land will have to be bought at that time.

In addition, I have to get an independent office in Manhattan, and I can't do any tricks under the eyes of old Jack at the Morgan headquarters all day long!

This guy was thinking about this, when he passed the steps under the library gate, he saw a stack of manuscripts in the hands of a young man who hurried out of the library was accidentally taken away by the people around him, and scattered all over the floor. , several blueprints were blown by the wind and floated down from the steps, falling at Wang Geng's feet.

The young man on the steps was hurriedly picking up the manuscripts and drawings scattered on the ground, and other people around him also lowered down to help pick them up, and the entrance of the library was in a mess for a while.

Wang Geng leaned over and picked up the two pages of paper at his feet, and was about to go up the steps to hand them back to someone else. When the light in his hand was illuminated by the light on the library gate, Wang Geng was stunned.

Taking it back and taking a closer look, it turned out that the blueprint was actually a design schematic diagram of a rifle, which aroused Wang Geng's interest!

With the help of others, the young man on the steps managed to pick up all the paper manuscripts that fell on the ground. He was sweating profusely. When he looked up, he saw a tall guy wearing a windbreaker, a hat and a scarf at the bottom of the steps. The two sheets of paper in it seemed to be the manuscripts I dropped just now.

The young man tightly held the manuscript in his hand, walked down the steps, and said to Wang Geng timidly,

"I'm sorry, I lost the manuscript in your hand, could you please return it to me?"