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Volume One New York Story Chapter 51 Washington, Here I Come

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    Update time: 2012-06-25

    "Your company? Aren't you still in school at West Point?" Garland said doubtfully.

    Looking at his attire and temperament, Wang Geng is obviously in good financial condition, but has a West Point student already opened a company?

    "That's right, I'm a cadet at West Point Military Academy. I also 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 confused after hearing this, and then explained,

    "I am interested in investing in the design of small arms. We can jointly develop small arms. Of course, the development funds will be provided by the company, and your tuition fees can also be reimbursed. Moreover, I can give you all my design plans, and the patent rights will belong to you in the future.  The company owns it, but the authorship rights belong to you, and I will be the hero behind the scenes. What do you think?¡±

    "Are you telling the truth? Do you have a company? How much can you invest? The process from designing a gun to being selected by the military may take a long time and cost a lot!"

    Garland was surprised and happy. In his opinion, with the vision and thinking that Wang Geng showed just now, if he really wanted to design small arms, he might not be as good as himself. Now he actually had to come up with his own design plan and his own  Cooperation, for Garland, who has no friends in New York and whose life and design are a bit difficult to sustain, is simply a blessing from heaven!

    Soon, Wang Geng and John Garland negotiated the conditions for cooperation between the two parties, and Manhattan Industrial Bank established a subordinate technology research and development center.

    Among them, the director of the small arms laboratory is led by Garland, who mainly develops and develops infantry light weapons. Garland's weekly salary is 100 US dollars, and he recruits his own assistants. The first budget of the small arms laboratory is 100,000 US dollars!  If it¡¯s not enough, we¡¯ll add more later!  The goal is to design and finalize the m1 semi-automatic rifle within half a year.

    Of course, Garland and Wang Geng signed a contract of sale, an indefinite work contract, and a 1% profit share in the future for the patented inventions in the laboratory that Garland led during his tenure. If Garland leaves the company, within ten years  Do not engage in design work in the same industry.

    Although he didn¡¯t find TVsoong and Liu Jiwen this night, Wang Geng felt that he had gained quite a lot!

    Damn it, I am in a hurry to return to China and I don¡¯t have time to buy an American arsenal right now. Otherwise, let alone a semi-automatic rifle M1, it will be fully automatic.  .  .  I will also design it for you, ak or something like that. The question is whether it will be too outrageous.  .  .

    Forget it, let¡¯s not rush for the moment. The fully automatic assault rifle obviously put too much pressure on logistics in 1917. Besides, Garland appeared in front of him at this moment, so Lao Ka was not even born yet. Wait a minute.  !

    As a result of finishing Garland, Vivian, the general manager of Manhattan Industrial Bank, had another errand the next day, which was to be responsible for Garland's affairs. Contracts needed to be signed, laboratories needed to be sited, and equipment needed to be purchased.

    And in view of the safety considerations of small arms experiments, it is best to place the laboratory's shooting range in a sparsely populated area in the suburbs, otherwise it will be a problem to disturb people with gunshots 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 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 location, the issuance of 15 million Pfizer bonds, and the hiring of a secretary for you, and what kind of small arms design laboratory is there now?  You actually want me to buy a farm for you, do you think I¡¯m stupid?¡±

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

    "Nothing can't be done with old Jack here. Have you asked the driver and bodyguard he sent for you? If you come, remember to go to the car dealership first before buying a car. I want the Cadillac 55 model with electric start. I have this one now."  I have to drive to Washington! I'll be back in about a day or two, and I'll leave the company to you while I'm away."

    "Where's the secretary? Aren't you going to recruit your young and beautiful secretary with me?" Vivian stamped her feet!  It was in vain that I was busy yesterday looking for some Broadway extras to play the beggar and the old woman today, but this guy actually didn't go!

    "You can do the work, I don't worry. You can recruit two or three people as backup. Let's wait and see when I come back. I think I'll be back soon! Here, this is the home number of Gu Weijun, the Chinese Minister to the United States. If you need anything, call me.  !¡±

    Wang Geng looked at Vivian who looked aggrieved and pitiful, 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 and waved  He turned around and left the office with his briefcase in hand!

    This guy¡¯s voice came from outside the door, ¡°Wait a minute.¡±After Rand comes and signs the contract, remember to give him a week's salary in advance.  .  .  I think he can hardly open the pot.  "

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

    Wang Geng drove a Cadillac 55 with a full tank of gas out of New York City, and was completely dumbfounded.

    Nima, this is the United States in 1917, not the United States where highways will be everywhere in the future. At this time, there is not even a shadow of Interstate 95 (formed in 1957), and there is only one U.S. Highway 1 winding to the south.

    Wang Geng thought of a familiar advertising slogan from his previous life, Metersbonwe, never look back!

    ¡°Nima, I¡¯m a trump card. I¡¯ve invaded the Estonian forest and swamps. I¡¯m driving a Cadillac, the latest model of this era, and I don¡¯t dare to take your old American national highway?

    This guy stepped on the accelerator and drove onto National Highway 1 without hesitation, heading straight to Washington in the south along the Atlantic coastline!

    On the 250-mile journey from New York to Washington, Wang Geng drove a Cadillac 55 sedan with a top speed of 110 kilometers per hour. He stopped at Wilmington, where several states meet, to refuel. It took him more than seven hours to catch up.  Arrived in Washington.

    This day was the last day of February 1917. Gu Weijun, China¡¯s Minister to the United States, was only 29 years old this year, but he had already served as Counselor of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, China¡¯s Minister to Mexico, and then as China¡¯s Minister to the United States, becoming the most senior among China¡¯s ambassadors abroad.  Young is also the most high-spirited one.

    When the dusty Wang Geng and his Cadillac appeared at the door of Gu Weijun's house, it was the moment 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 falling from the sky at the door and were extremely surprised!

    Gu Weijun is seven years older than Wang Geng. He is an out-and-out brother. The two have successively served as presidents of the New York Alumni Association. Of course, Gu Weijun is now a prestigious minister to the United States, while his junior brother Wang Geng is only a Western Point master.  Cadets who have not graduated from the military academy!

    "Wang Geng! You kid! You didn't tell us when you were discharged from the hospital, and you didn't tell us when you came to Washington! You made us worry in vain."

    After the warm brotherly embrace, Gu Weijun, who was choked by the dust on Wang Geng's body, hid back and shouted.

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

    "You still have a conscience, but your health is fine? Why did you drive here by yourself? Why didn't you take the train!" Tang Baoyue, Gu Weijun's wife, complained as she took the two bottles of French red wine handed over by Wang Geng.

    "Hey, forget it, sister-in-law. I didn't realize it until I left the city The roads are not that good, but you can drive freely, so let's drive!"

    Wang Geng was speechless for a moment, so he picked up the Gu couple's two-and-a-half-year-old son. While making a gesture of pricking the little boy with his beard stubble, he took out a piece of Hershey's chocolate from his pocket and stuffed it into the little boy's hand.

    The two-and-a-half-year-old Gu Dechang is as tall as a little rubber ball and can already speak a lot of phrases, but obviously the little guy's native language is English. The little guy giggled and avoided Wang Geng's chin while struggling to speak in pink.  With his help, he started peeling off the chocolate wrapper.

    Here, Tang Baoyue put down the red wine and walked to the door to pick up Wang Geng¡¯s briefcase. She turned around and asked with a smile,

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

    Gu Weijun continued, "Of course I will stay a few more days. I called their principal and asked him to borrow Wang Geng to help me take care of him in Washington. I've been really busy here lately!"

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

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

    When Gu Weijun heard that Wang Geng bought the car himself, he murmured in his heart, this Cadillac Model 55 is rare even in Washington, and it is still so cool in sky blue. Where did Wang Geng get the money to buy the car?  That¡¯s $2,000 less!

    Tang Baoyue shouted from behind, "The change of clothes is in the drawer of the house you lived in last time. Please wash them for me. Look at your dirty clothes. How can you drive a good car! After washing, come down and eat!"
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