America 1881: Legend of the West

Chen Jianqiu stayed at the exhibition for a few more days.

However, he is not here to continue to promote the products of the company below him, but to see if he can pick up any treasures.

However, little effect has been achieved.

The companies that can participate in the World Expo have more or less some foundation, or are already well-known in the local area.

The sense of smell of American investors in the 19th century was extremely sensitive.

Take the Coca-Cola company he saw before.

Dylan did not secure an exclusive license.

Their business model is somewhat unique, with owner Asa Candler selling the first assembly franchise to two lawyers a year ago.

Investors can buy syrup from Coca-Cola and produce and sell it through their own assembly plants.

However, Chen Jianqiu agreed to the idea.

Better than nothing, better than nothing.

However, the day before he was about to leave, a man found him.

At this time, Chen Jianqiu was standing on the edge of the artificial river outside the exhibition hall, admiring the boats coming and going on the river.

The people on the boat looked around excitedly.

Chen Jianqiu pondered,

If it weren’t for the fact that there were no mobile phones capable of taking selfies in this era, the American people’s circle of friends during this period would have been dominated by selfies taken at various Expo sites.

"Mr. Chen!" A voice came from behind him.

Chen Jianqiu turned around.

A young man stood in front of him.

Chen Jianqiu looked him up and down.

This young man was wearing a black suit, his hair was neatly combed, his clothes were not very smooth, and there was a bulge on the left side of his chest.

Although he himself seems to be reserved, he seems to be fully wound up and is always ready to react accordingly to any information from the outside world.

"Who are you?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

"Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Henry Ford, and I am the deputy chief engineer of General Electric Company." The young man took off his hat, put it in front of him, and bowed deeply to Chen Jianqiu.

Henry Ford?

That car tycoon?

Chen Jianqiu subconsciously licked the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

The future automobile tycoon in front of me is still a little green, but being able to become the deputy chief engineer of General Electric Company at such a young age shows his extraordinary ability.

"What do you want from me?" Chen Jianqiu asked with interest, leaning on the white marble railing on the shore with his elbow.

"I saw your performance in the exhibition hall. It was very exciting. You used a little trick, but it also requires a lot of courage." Ford grabbed the cuff with his hand, "After all, not everyone dares to touch it. That thing shows that you are very courageous."

Chen Jianqiu said nothing.

He wondered if the deputy chief engineer of a rival company had some other purpose for praising him so much.

This is a secluded section of the river bank at the back of the exhibition hall. It is paved with cobblestone paths. Visitors rarely come here. They usually go through the main entrance and go directly towards the bridge.

Ford came out secretly through the back door.

Seeing that Chen Jianqiu didn't speak, Ford became more courageous and said something shocking:

"The war between DC and AC is over. It's obvious that Mr. Edison will be out and General Motors will be fully committed to the AC race."

Chen Jianqiu picked his ears with his little finger:

"Is it appropriate for you to say this about your former boss?"

"I'm telling a fact." White emphasized, "Mr. Edison is my benefactor. He is willing to allow me to conduct my own research, but after he leaves, it will be difficult to say. Mr. Morgan will not allow anything that is inconsistent with the company's overall strategy." Projects appear.”

Chen Jianqiu was a little emotional.

People are more mad than people.

Edison actually knew it in his heart, but he couldn't let go of his own interests and couldn't accept someone better than him taking his cake.

If he could remain tolerant of the Serbs, it might not have ended like this.

Now this guy with a face as smooth as a shelled egg has no choice but to go mining in New Jersey.

"So, you want to change jobs?" Chen Jianqiu raised his eyebrows.

He doesn't have any ill feelings towards people who take the initiative to run away.

In business matters, there is no such thing as betrayal or betrayal.

Water flows to lower place, man goes to higher position.

That's called abandoning darkness and turning to light!

But Ford actually shook his head.

"I need investment, sir."

He looked around to make sure there were no other people waiting around, then reached into his clothes and pulled out a roll of drawings.

Ford found a place with leeward wind and unfolded the drawings against the wall.

The thing drawn above was not a car as Chen Jianqiu expected.

Is this more like, an electric tricycle? Um, no, electric four-wheeler.

The four bicycle wheels are embedded in a thin steel frame. There is no such thing as a steering wheel. Instead, there is a joystick that can move left and right.

"This is something that can replace horse-drawn carriages in the future, using an internal combustion engine!" He introduced, pointing to the exposed engine on the butt of the car.

"Its heat energy conversion rate is higher than most existing steam engines on the market, which burn gasoline." Ford said, "I believe that you who are in the oil business will be interested in this thing."

Henry Ford had no choice.

He has been studying building cars for a long time, but due to the nature of his work, he has never been able to devote himself wholeheartedly.

This also gave those European guys an advantage.

In the current financial crisis, everyone's money is tight. If you miss this "angel investor" in front of you, you may never have another chance.

As for defecting to a rival company, Ford doesn't feel any guilt at all.

It’s not like he was sold to General Motors, so why couldn’t he leave when it was time to leave?

"Do you plan to continue to build the company in the east?" Chen Jianqiu suddenly asked.

Ford was ecstatic.

This means that Boss Chen has actually agreed.

"I'm going back to Detroit," he answered honestly.

"Let me give you a suggestion. Come to Roswell, and I will give you a piece of land as an investment. In addition, you don't have to worry about raw materials and workers." Chen Jianqiu continued, "I plan to build an industrial incubator there. Cultivate some of your upstream and downstream manufacturers.”

Although Ford sounded confused by what Chen Jianqiu said, he could roughly understand what the boss Chen in front of him meant.

There seemed to be nothing bad about that place except that it was far from home and the environment was poor.

Happiness comes suddenly.

Chen Jianqiu told him to resign as soon as possible, and lawyer Dylan would contact him later to arrange follow-up matters for him.

"Let me give you a suggestion. You should concentrate on improving your design first. This financial crisis will not be easy to pass, but with me as your backing, you don't have to worry about funding."

Boss Chen’s words are very heartwarming.

A few days after meeting Ford, Chen Jianqiu received a telegram.

When he saw the contents of the telegram, he hurriedly left Chicago and boarded a train bound for San Francisco.

At the same time, he also sent telegrams to Roswell and Oklahoma City.

"Prince Tutor" Sean, "Within Three Steps" Li Sifu, and "Battlefield Artist" Xu Ajiu, who always has a suona hanging on his waist, were named to join him in San Francisco.

Traveling with them were twenty or so members of the Long Xiang Group.

In addition, the "Kun" and a Roswell Mining Company transport ship also set sail from the port of Baja California, Mexico, carrying more than 200 Chinese soldiers to San Francisco.

The reason why Chen Jianqiu responded so quickly was because the telegram came from the Chinese General Association.

Hawaii sent Chinese representatives over.

They are here for help!