Chapter 144 Robbery! (Catching Bugs) Yan Jiuru flew up...
Chapter 144 Encountering a Robbery
"Ring, ring, ring—"
“Hello!”
"Assistant Ding, it's me."
"Director! Hello, you're here?" Assistant Ding heard the director's voice and hurriedly stood up to prepare paper and pen to take notes.
This is a habit he developed after following Yan Jiuru for two or three years.
"Well, it's around 6pm here now. Is it still morning in Yancheng? Are you going to work so early?"
Assistant Ding grinned and said, "I knew you were arriving in New York today, so I came to see you early in case anything happened."
Sure enough, I'm just waiting for the phone call.
It turns out that opportunities always come to those who are prepared. It was worth it for him to get up early and rush to work.
"Well, that's right. I have something to tell you."
Yan Jiuru asked him to help apply for 20,000 US dollars in travel expenses and transfer the money to him after he opened a temporary account at the bank tomorrow morning.
"There are too many wealthy people here. The hotel I'm staying in right now is near Michael's fifth store, and the accommodation alone costs four or five hundred dollars a night. I spent half of the five thousand dollars I brought in Frankfurt, so I can't even stay in a hotel here for more than a few days."
I originally thought that after earning hundreds of millions of dollars, I would find a comfortable house for Chen Yin here so that it would be convenient for me to bring the children to visit her. Now I think this little money is really not enough.
Assistant Ding was astonished, but he had been to Frankfurt and had also followed the factory director when he went to Hong Kong to meet Michael. The hotel they stayed in at that time was quite luxurious and very expensive.
After seeing it, he wasn't too surprised.
After all, it is a developed country.
Everything is expensive, otherwise they wouldn't be able to sell their products at such high prices.
***
"By the way, I'm planning to develop a new product. I'll fax it to you later. Then you can have a meeting with Deputy Director Zhu and the design, process, and materials departments to discuss it. If you have any questions, we can discuss them the next time I call."
Their factory's agents are all overseas, and the monthly international long-distance call and telex charges are already very high, but compared with the money they earn, it's a drop in the bucket!
"Oh, by the way, there's another order that needs to be moved forward. I just happened to meet the customer who ordered the car in Frankfurt."
After explaining everything one by one, Assistant Ding repeated it. Yan Jiuru then asked about the situation at the factory and hung up when there were no further questions.
Yan Jiuru called home again.
In early summer, the sun is already high at four o'clock. Now it is more than six o'clock in the morning in Yancheng, and Chen Yin and the children got up early.
Yan Jiuru complained to Chen Yin, "It's several degrees colder than Yancheng. Although I'm not cold physically, I just don't look warm. I heard there are often blizzards in winter."
Chen Yin helped him pack his luggage. Knowing that he didn't bring many clothes, she smiled and said, "Take some time to buy a few nice ones, so that your products won't lose value when you meet with clients."
Yan Jiuru also told Chen Yin about the hardships of the transfer.
"But Michael said Berkeley is a great place. The climate is neither too hot nor too cold year-round. Spring and summer are similar to Yancheng, around 20 to 30 degrees Celsius. Winter temperatures are only around 5 to 10 degrees Celsius, and there are basically no snowstorms."
They don't know much about the United States in their country, and there is very little introduction to it in books. After all, it is a country with which they have only just established diplomatic relations, and it was even forbidden to mention it in the past few years. How could there be any detailed information?
Chen Yin is still looking forward to studying in the United States.
After hearing his initial description of what he had seen, I felt a little excited and said, "Really? That's great! If we have time, we can go on a family trip."
Since her family was not short of money, she made the arrangements very naturally.
"I thought so too. After I finish my work here, I will go to Berkeley to take a look at the environment."
***
After calling home, Yan Jiuru dressed and was about to go downstairs when the intercom in the room rang.
Michael was already waiting for him downstairs.
Yan Jiuru changed into a well-fitting dark blue suit with dark pinstripe stripes and high-end Oxford leather shoes. He had a reserved aura, but at first glance, he looked like someone who was not to be messed with. . . . .
As the host, Michael and several company managers welcomed Yan Jiuru at the Peacock Restaurant in the hotel.
Everyone chatted about safe topics like the weather, family and children.
After five or six glasses of wine, two of the people began to blush, and another began to express dissatisfaction with the public security.
One of them was a Berkeley alumnus. Upon hearing that Yan Jiuru's wife was going to study abroad at the university, he congratulated her but also warned her, "Stay away from those damn Oakland and South Side neighborhoods. That's a paradise for homeless people and criminals. They say they're homeless, but they're actually drug dealers and robbers!"
He also made a pistol gesture with his fingers.
Yan Jiuru's heart sank when he heard this.
He glanced at Michael.
Michael shrugged helplessly, "He's right, in fact, some places in New York are the same, but the upper district (rich area) is still better.
Yan, you could consider renting a school-run apartment or somewhere near the wealthy areas on the north side or somewhere on the west side."
Although it is more expensive, it is generally safe as long as you don’t go out at night.
Yan Jiuru had heard that many people in the United States had guns, but he never expected that the security situation behind the capitalist tycoons in the United States would be so poor.
He could sense that these people weren't saying this on purpose to deceive.
Their inner disgust, helplessness and anger towards the poor security situation were almost fully released by the alcohol. Yan Jiuru even didn't want Chen Yin to come and study abroad.
This is just robbery, it’s actually drug trafficking!
This news almost dampened his enthusiasm for developing new products.
***
After seeing Michael and the others off, Yan Jiuru saw that Fifth Avenue was still brightly lit and bustling with people.
He walked out and strolled along the street to familiarize himself with his surroundings as usual. He spread out his spiritual sense, and everything within a radius of fifty miles was in his mind.
After strolling for a while, I smelled the aroma of meat.
He didn't eat enough at noon, and he drank and ate even less at night. His stomach was almost empty at this time.
Following the smell, I turned a corner and saw a hamburger restaurant.
“That’s fine.”
Yan Jiuru ordered five double-decker Big Mac beef burgers, a large portion of French fries and a large portion of chicken nuggets. After eating, he didn't feel too full, so he had to order five more to take back to the hotel.
I passed by a bakery and went in to buy five loaves of bread.
Just as he was paying, the wallet in his hand was suddenly tugged by someone. Yan Jiuru quickly held the wallet tightly while grabbing someone's wrist from behind with his other hand.
Seeing that he failed to rob him of his money, the other party pulled out a sharp knife with his other hand and swung it at him.
Yan Jiuru turned around and retreated, and by the way, he saw clearly that the other person was a dark-haired guy. The other person grinned at him and was not afraid at all when being caught.
Yan Jiuru thought of Chen Yin, and his eyes suddenly turned cold, "Crack!"
"Ah--" With a miserable howl, the robber fell to the ground with his arm deformed, and the knife in his other hand also fell to the ground. Almost at the same time, a foot stepped on his chest, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
The people who were watching cautiously became frightened and felt pain in their bones.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK..."
At first, the man was cursing loudly and arrogantly, but soon he started crying and begging for mercy: "Good man, spare my life!"
Yan Jiuru saw that the people around him were scared and scattered, and now another group of people gathered around him.
He shouted, "Can someone help me call the police?"
"OK! OK!" Seeing that the robber was subdued, the store owner quickly called the police.
While Yan Jiuru was escorting the robber, he locked his eyes on two suspects in the crowd nearby, whose hands were on their waists.
Humph! He snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on the two guys. Do they have guns? Are they waiting for an opportunity to strike?!
Yan Jiuru took out a postcard of the hotel from his pocket, snapped his fingers, and a streak of light flashed towards the two of them.
“Ah~”
"Ah--" Following two shrill screams, the two men immediately squatted on the ground, covering their hands.
The people around them scattered and fled in all directions because they saw the guns falling from their hands!
***
After all, it was a busy neighborhood, so the police arrived fairly quickly.
Three policemen, fully armed and guns drawn, ran into the bakery. One of them asked, "Who called the police? What happened?"
"Sir." The bakery foreman hurried forward to respond, gesturing and describing what happened, then pointing at Yan Jiuru and the people underground, saying, "That's what happened."
"Hello, what happened?"
Although the police listened to the clerk's account of what happened, they looked at Yan Jiuru and the person who was stepped on the ground and continued to ask questions as usual.
Yan Jiuru said calmly, "I was buying bread, and he tried to steal my wallet. After being caught, he cursed and threatened me. Oh, those two over there just pulled out guns and tried to shoot me, but I stopped them. The guns should still be there."
When the police heard there was a gun, they immediately raised their weapons and moved towards the two screaming guys Yan Jiuru pointed at: "Give up resistance, squat down, and raise your hands..."
The two policemen were threatening them with guns. The two men held up their bleeding hands and dared not move, because the police would really shoot them.
The police quickly rushed over and pinned the two men down, then handcuffed the robber from his waist and said, "Behave yourself."
Another policeman recorded the incident and asked about Yan Jiuru's identity.
"Please show me your passport."
Yan Jiuru handed the bread to the clerk and took out his passport and hotel card and gave them to the police.
After registering his passport, the other party saw the hotel card with that elegant fragrance and heard that he was staying at the Waldorf Astoria. Their attitude became very gentle. "Sir, please let him go. We won't let him get away."
"No problem." Yan Jiuru loosened his feet.
Sure enough, before the police could react, the guy got up and ran away.
Yan Jiuru kicked the opponent in the knee. With a thud, the man fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
The police and the crowd were stunned!
"Wow, is this Chinese Kung Fu?!" Someone suddenly thought of something and exclaimed loudly.
As a result, many people seemed to have realized something, covering their mouths and exclaiming in amazement: "Oh my god, this is incredible. It's so magical..."
Yan Jiuru stood with his hands behind his back, silent.
***
The leading police officer said: "Thank you for your cooperation. Since there is no property damage, please sign here. We will take the robber away and deal with him."
"Okay. Thank you too."
Yan Jiuru didn't care.
After signing, the thief cried and snotted, shouting that his arm was broken.
Yan Jiuru sneered: "You should be grateful to the law, otherwise, you wouldn't just have a broken arm."
Suddenly someone in the crowd asked loudly: "Oh, good man, you are Chinese, is this Chinese Kung Fu?"
***
Yan Jiuru turned a deaf ear and walked away like a master.
Behind me, I could hear constant discussions about Chinese Kung Fu, movies, Bruce Lee, and so on.
Yan Jiuru: Maybe when I have time, I can go to the cinema here.
He walked back carrying the bread and hamburger, and noticed that there were two other suspicious people in the crowd. They quietly retreated when they heard about Chinese Kung Fu.
It seems that this Kung Fu is quite intimidating?
This is not impossible to use...
***
After returning to the hotel, Yan Jiuru filled his stomach.
After worrying about the security situation in the United States, I slowly calmed down and started working.
Yan Jiuru has always been quick-witted and able to see everything clearly.
When he heard the needs of his wealthy clients and combined them with the inspiration he gained from playing golf and visiting golf courses, he had already sketched out several improved electric and gasoline-powered prototypes of golf course and mountain cars in his mind.
In addition, we have also expanded and thought of many other scenarios where it can be used, such as luggage carts that can be used inside large airports, for transportation in scenic spots in parks, and even for transporting items between hotel gardens.
Inspiration struck him and he quickly started drawing.
The drawings he drew were straight and even, with the lines as straight as a ruler, and the dimensions were directly marked on them.
For example, the wheelbase should be increased, the ground clearance should be increased to 15 centimeters, and the steering column should be adjustable;
In order to protect the grass as much as possible, the wheels used inside the grass field should be widened;
There are styles with an additional row of seats, styles with an additional bucket at the back, styles with two additional golf bag fixing positions at the back, and so on.
One drawing after another was created under his hands, even the colors were explained.
For example, yellow and orange cannot be used because these two colors are particularly likely to attract small flying insects in autumn;
The roof protrudes slightly above the head to provide better shade and even keep out the rain, but it should not obstruct vision;
Then the speed is increased to a maximum of 35 kilometers per hour.
Of course, there are some differences between the golf carts of the rich and those of the ordinary elite.
He created two price ranges to cater to the needs of different classes.
In addition, he also focused on designing a luggage cart or shuttle bus suitable for environments such as airports. He anticipated that the demand for these two types of vehicles would increase rapidly with the emergence of these products.
As for how to enter the airport, Michael should have the ability to do so.
***
However, he has no plans to announce the car for the time being until the patent registration is completed.
The market for this car should be broader, targeting not only high-end wealthy consumers but also the mid-range market. Dealers should also cover different levels of coverage.
He also has to consider the problem of the production plant.
If it is built domestically, the cost will definitely be cheap. However, the speed and efficiency of sea transportation are relatively low, so it is not suitable to build a factory overseas at present.
There are also international patents, including design and appearance, which must be obtained as soon as possible, otherwise the market will be greatly reduced after being imitated.
***
At around eleven o'clock in the evening, Yan Jiuru faxed more than a dozen drawings to the factory.
He called Deputy Factory Director Zhu and said, "Mr. Zhu, tell the R&D and process departments to quickly provide the drawings and models. If you have any questions, please call me.
This needs to be done quickly, and we need to register an international patent. I'll have Assistant Ding focus on this."
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