Beiyang 1917

"Your company? Aren't you still studying at West Point?" Garland asked suspiciously.

Judging by his attire and temperament, Wang Geng in front of him is obviously in good financial condition, but a student from West Point Military Academy has already started a company?

"That's right, I'm a student at West Point Military Academy, and I usually like to tinker with firearms, but I just don't have enough energy and time. Are you interested in joining my company?"

Wang Geng saw that Garland looked puzzled, and then explained,

"I'm interested in investing in the design of light weapons. We can jointly develop light weapons. Of course, the company pays for the development, and your tuition can be reimbursed. I can give you all of my design plans. In the future, the patent rights will belong to you." The company owns it, but the authorship belongs to you, so I will be a hero behind the scenes, what do you think?"

"What you said is true? Do you have a company? How much can you invest? It may take a long time for a gun to be selected by the military, and it will cost a lot!"

Garland was both surprised and delighted. In his opinion, with Wang Geng's vision and thinking just now, if he really designed light weapons, he might not be as good as himself. Now he actually wants to come up with his own design plan and his own Cooperation, this is a great joy for Garland, who is unaccompanied in New York and whose life and design are a bit unsustainable!

Soon, Wang Geng and John Garland negotiated the terms of cooperation between the two parties, and Manhattan Industrial Bank set up a subordinate technology research and development center.

Among them, the director of the light weapons laboratory is led by Garland, who mainly develops infantry light weapons. Garland's weekly salary is 100 US dollars, and assistants are recruited by himself. The first budget of the light weapons laboratory is 10 US dollars!If it is not enough, I will add it later!The goal is to design and finalize the m1 semi-automatic rifle within six months.

Of course, Garland and Wang Geng signed a deed of sale, an indefinite work contract, and a 1% profit dividend for the laboratory patent invention that Garland led to complete during his tenure. If Garland leaves the company, within ten years Do not engage in peer design work.

Although he didn't find Liu Jiwen that night, Wang Geng felt that he had gained quite a lot!

Nima, I am in a hurry to go back to China. I don’t have time to buy an American arsenal right now. Otherwise, let alone a semi-automatic rifle m1, it is a fully automatic... AK or something, I will also design it for you. Question Is it going to be too bad...

Forget it, don't worry about it for a while, the fully automatic assault rifle obviously put too much pressure on logistics in 1917, and Garland appeared in front of me at this moment, and the old card was not born at all, wait!

As a result of finishing Garland, the next day, Vivienne, the general manager of Manhattan Industrial Bank, had another errand, which was to be in charge of Garland. The contract had to be signed, the location of the laboratory had to be selected, and equipment had to be purchased.

And in view of the safety of light weapons experiments, it is best to place the shooting range of the laboratory in a sparsely populated suburban area, otherwise it would be a problem to disturb the people with gunfire all day long. The basement is not impossible, but there are always limitations.

Wang Geng simply asked Vivian to find a way to buy a farm within the scope of New York State. Vivian said with a look of surprise and dissatisfaction,

"Wang Geng, are you addicted to calling me? Pfizer's militarized management and new factory site selection, the issue of 1500 million Pfizer bonds, and the matter of recruiting a secretary for you, and now there are more light weapons design laboratories. You actually want me to buy a farm for you, do you think I have three heads and six arms?!"

Wang Geng just called Jack Morgan to inform him that he was going to Washington, and now he put down the phone and packed his briefcase and walked out, smiling,

"There is nothing impossible to do with old Jack. Ask him to send you the driver and bodyguard. Is the driver and bodyguard here? Remember to go to the car dealership before buying a car. I want the Cadillac 55 with electric start. Now this is my car." You have to drive to Washington! You will be back in about a day or two, and the company will be handed over to you when I am away."

"Where's the secretary? You're not going to recruit your beautiful young secretary with me?" Vivian stomped her feet!It was in vain that I was busy looking for some Broadway extras to play the beggar and the old woman today, but I didn't want to go!

"I don't worry about your work. You can recruit two or three spares. I'll see when I get back. I think I'll be back soon! Here, this is the phone number of Gu Weijun, the Chinese ambassador to the United States. If you need anything, call me! "

Wang Geng looked at Vivienne, who had an aggrieved and pitiful face, couldn't help but put down the briefcase in his hand, stepped forward and put his arms around the girl's shoulders and gave her a hug, then let go of the blushing girl, waving Turned around and left the office with a briefcase in hand!

The guy's voice came from outside the door, "When Garland comes to sign the contract, remember to give him a week's salary in advance... I think he's going to be out of control soon."

New York belongs to the state of New York, along the Atlantic coast of State Highway 1 south, about 250 miles away is Washington, DC.

Wang Geng was completely dumbfounded when he drove out of New York City in a Cadillac Model 55 with a full tank of gas.

Nima, this is the United States in 1917, not the United States that will be full of highways in the future. At this time, there is no shadow of Interstate 95 (formed in 1957), and there is only one U.S. Route 1 winding south.

Wang Geng remembered a familiar slogan from his previous life, Metersbonwe, don’t turn back!

Nima, I'm the trump card, the Estonian forests and swamps have come over, driving the latest Cadillac of this era, I dare not take your old and beautiful national road?

This fellow stepped on the gas pedal, drove on National Highway 1 without hesitation, and headed straight to Washington in the south along the Atlantic coastline!

From New York to Washington, the 250-mile road, Wang Geng drove a Cadillac 110 sedan with a top speed of 55 kilometers per hour, and refueled in Wilmington at the junction of several states. It took more than seven hours to catch up. Arrived in Washington.

This day was the last day of February 1917. Gu Weijun, the Chinese ambassador to the United States, was only 29 years old this year. The youngest is also the most spirited one.

When the dusty Wang Geng and his Cadillac appeared in front of Gu Weijun's house, it was just the time when the sun was setting. Gu Weijun had just returned from get off work at the embassy. The family of three looked at Wang Geng who fell from the sky at the door and were extremely surprised!

Gu Weijun is seven years older than Wang Geng, and he is an out-and-out elder brother. The two have successively served as the presidents of the New York Alumni Association. Of course, Gu Weijun is now a prestigious ambassador to the United States, while Wang Geng, the elementary school brother, is just a pastry chef. Military academy graduates!

"Wang Geng! You boy! Why didn't you say anything when you got out of the hospital, and didn't tell us when you came to Washington! You made us worry for nothing."

After hugging warmly like a brother, Gu Weijun, who was choking on the dust on Wang Geng's body, yelled while hiding back.

"Brother Gu, sister-in-law, no, I'm here to report to the two of you personally! Third-year non-commissioned officer Wang Geng of the West Point Military Academy has returned from injury and is here to report!" Wang Geng stood at attention and gave a military salute to Gu Weijun and his wife!

"Even if you still have a conscience, your health is alright? Why did you drive here by yourself? Why didn't you take the train!" Gu Weijun's wife, Tang Baoyue, took the two bottles of French red wine that Wang Geng handed over, complaining.

"Hey, don't mention sister-in-law, I only found out when I was out of the city... the roads are not good, but you can drive freely, so you should drive!"

Wang Geng was momentarily at a loss for words, and took advantage of the opportunity to hug the two and a half year old son of the Gu couple. While making a gesture to prick the little guy with his beard stubble, he took out a piece of Hershey's chocolate from his pocket and stuffed it into the little guy's hand.

The two-and-a-half-year-old Gu Dechang looks like a little ball, and can already speak a lot of phrases, but obviously the little guy's mother tongue is English. The little guy is giggling and avoiding Wang Geng's chin, while laboriously speaking in pink. With the help of his mouth, he began to peel the wrapper of the chocolate.

Here, Tang Baoyue put away the red wine and walked to the door, picked up Wang Geng's briefcase, turned around and asked with a smile,

"Why didn't you bring your luggage? The school gave you a few days off? You can stay a few more days this time. Who did you borrow this car from? It seems to be the latest model!"

Gu Weijun then continued, "Of course I'll stay for a few more days. I'll call their principal and borrow from him Wang Geng to be around me in Washington. I've been really busy here recently!"

"I bought the car myself. Don't worry, you two. If you don't get things done this time, you won't be able to drive me away. Hey, I'll go up and take a shower first. I don't even dare to hug my sister-in-law anymore!"

Wang Geng smiled and took his suitcase from Tang Baoyue's hand. While avoiding Tang Baoyue's slaps pretending to be embarrassed, he went to the second floor with familiarity.

Gu Weijun heard that Wang Geng bought the car himself, and murmured in his heart, this Cadillac 55 is rare even in Washington, and it is such a flamboyant sky blue color, where did Wang Geng get the money to buy the car?$2000 less!

Tang Baoyue followed suit and shouted, "The change of clothes is in the drawer of the house you lived in last time, but I washed it clean, look at your dirt, what kind of car do you drive here! After washing, hurry down and eat!"