The white-haired old man Richard was obviously a very smart old man. After hearing Richfield's question, he just smiled and said:
“Mr. Richfield, I’m just an ordinary security guard!
I don't know any assassin organization, so I really can't help you find the person you want.
When I heard that you were plotting to kill foreign military officers, I should have gone to the police station to report you.
But, considering that I have worked for your father for so many years, I can pretend that I heard nothing.
I came to you today to tell you that the exploration team in Alaska can no longer continue working due to the severe cold.
I want to apply to go back to the Texas headquarters to rest first.
Hope you approve!
However, your current condition obviously does not allow you to handle these official duties well. I will apply to General Manager Reyer."
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...
Richfield, who had been rejected by Richard, had a dark face. Now he heard that Richard would not ask him for an application, but would go directly to ask the company's general manager, Rayer.
My heart was even more furious.
Roaring loudly:
"Don't mention this damned Reyer in front of me. If it weren't for him, our Richfield Company wouldn't be what it is today.
If he hadn't always mentioned that there were big oil fields in Alaska, our company wouldn't have been dragged down alive."
"Mr. Richfield, there are no outsiders here. You don't have to put all the blame on Mr. Reyer. Don't you know the truth?
Have you ever calculated how much money you have squandered in the company over the years? If it weren't for Mr. Reyer's efforts to keep the company afloat, the company would have gone bankrupt long ago.
As for the large oil fields in Alaska, that is the common understanding of your father and Mr. Reyer. You can't put all the blame on Mr. Reyer just because the oil fields have not been discovered yet."
"You...you...Richard, you bastard, you ungrateful bastard, my father was so good to you. I didn't expect you to be such a person."
Mr. Richfield had obviously been made incoherent by the white-haired old man in front of him. Looking at his angry and almost crazy expression, Richard shook his head.
It feels a bit boring. After all, this second-generation rich man who hurriedly took over the company after the death of old Mr. Richfield is indeed a playboy with no ability at all.
From Richard's perspective, the company would be on the verge of bankruptcy if it were handed over to him.
“Mr. Richfield, you yourself said that it was your father who was kind to me, not you.
Your father was good to me, and I repaid him with my loyalty and my work.
But what makes you think I'm going to treat you like your father?"
Now Richfield was a little confused, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer him.
I could only watch Richard leave.
Richard walked to the door and added without turning his head:
"Mr. Richfield, I remind you that you are free to take any action you want, but please do not drag Richfield Company into this."
In Richard's eyes, Richfield is a good-for-nothing second-generation rich kid who is incompetent, arrogant, conceited, and brainless.
He learned from the police that the cause of the incident was Richfield's racist remarks.
What he couldn't understand was why he would provoke someone who had no grudge against him.
After hearing Richard's words, Richfield's confused mind immediately came to its senses, and he roared loudly:
"This is my Richfield Company. I can do whatever I want. What's it to you? You bastard, you are fired. Get out of here."
His roar soon attracted the doctor's attention, who rushed forward to check.
"Mr. Richfield, please stay calm. You broke the wound that was just sutured again and it is bleeding now. I will stop the bleeding for you now. Please don't move."
Hearing the bleeding from his wound, Richfield could only remain quiet.
New Jersey Bell Labs welcomed a new inspection team, led by a young Chinese man in his twenties.
The building area of Bell Labs is very large, similar to an industrial area, and is divided into many different laboratories.
As one of the new shareholders, Fang Lang's purpose of coming here today is very simple, which is to come and see what the greatest laboratory since the 20th century is like.
"Mr. Fang, welcome to Bell Labs. I am Howard, the head of the lab. Thank you very much for your recognition of Bell Labs."
Howard obviously already knew that the young man in front of him was one of the new shareholders of Bell Labs.
"It is my honor to visit Bell Labs. In order not to delay everyone's work, can you give me a brief tour?"
Fang Lang still has great respect for scientists, and as an outsider, he should not disturb other people's research work.
But Fang Lang soon regretted coming here, because there were not many things he could understand here.
After walking around for a long time, Fang Lang felt that everything was confusing and he had no idea what everyone was doing.
I don't even have the chance to express my opinion or show off my higher education.
It seems there is no chance now!
It won’t give people the impression that you are uncultured!
Just when he was about to give up completely, he finally saw a laboratory with several televisions and several experimenters doing research inside.
After clearing his throat, Fang Lang said to Howard, who had been introducing him:
"Mr. Howard, is this where we study televisions?"
Howard was relieved to hear Fang Lang finally speak. This boss didn't say a word the whole time, and he thought there was something about the laboratory that made him dissatisfied!
This is the financial sponsor. We have to make him satisfied before we can receive investment!
If he takes a fancy to a project, it would be great if he could allocate a separate sponsorship.
"Yes, Mr. Fang, this is a laboratory that specializes in studying electronic picture tubes. We are currently experimenting with electronic picture tubes."
"Oh? Are you researching color televisions?"
"Yes, Mr. Fang, of course we are not only studying how to make the image into color, but we also need to reduce the problems of screen distortion and reflection."
When Fang Lang heard this, he thought, I know this!
Although I don’t know exactly how to do it, I know what televisions will look like in the future!
Today's televisions all use spherical picture tubes, so the TV screen is like one side of a sphere.
From the front, it looks like a glass ball is placed in a wooden box.
This is completely different from the right-angle screen we saw later. The right angle now is just the box on which the TV is installed.
Fang Lang didn't know the specific working principle of the television, nor did he know how the cathode ray tube worked or where it was installed.
But this did not stop him from expressing his opinion.
"I don't understand how you asked me to make it colorful, but if I want to prevent it from being distorted and reflective, I think I can make the screen a flat right-angle display like a movie screen, which should solve the problem!"
Because he didn't understand the working principle, Fang Lang was talking about the curvature of the display.
The engineer who had looked over when he saw people visiting outside was stunned when he heard Fang Lang's words.
He clapped his hands and said:
"Yes! Just make the cathode ray tube into a flat right angle! Thank you so much, sir. If the experiment succeeds, you will be the biggest contributor."
Howard was also stunned when he saw the engineer's reaction. He didn't expect that the young man's casual words would lead the engineer to find a new research direction.
Sometimes research is like this, an unexpected flash of inspiration may lead to a new invention.
Television picture tube technology did later change from a spherical tube to a flat rectangular tube, but this technology did not appear until the 1990s.
Now, because of Fang Lang's words, he didn't know whether it would appear earlier or not, and Fang Lang was not sure.
However, Fang Lang was very satisfied with the way he acted today.
Seeing Howard looking at him in surprise, Fang Lang said calmly:
"I just said that casually. I'm glad to provide you with a new inspiration. You should work hard. Once the experiment is successful, I will definitely fully support the production."
Originally, Fang Lang came here to invest in several key projects, but Howard told him that Bell Labs focused on research and development and innovation.
It is not the case that you research a product just because it makes money, which made Fang Lang feel cheated.
No wonder Morgan agreed to swap shares with its own Global Shipbuilding.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Fang is also a talent in scientific research. No wonder you are willing to invest in our Bell Labs."
"Thank you for the compliment, thank you for the compliment, I just said that casually."
At this moment, Fang Lang felt that Howard in front of him was much more pleasing to the eye.
In fact, what Fang Lang wanted to see most was the invention experiment of the transistor.
Unfortunately, after visiting the laboratory, I couldn't understand it at all and could only shake my head and give up.
But he was not in a hurry, because next year, that is, in 1947, the world's first transistor would be manufactured, and Fang Lang was not in a hurry at the moment.
Fang Lang also visited the mobile phone technology which will also produce research results next year.
I also met several future Nobel Prize winners.
This made Fang Lang feel that this trip was very successful.
Just let everything take its course, don't force it.
After finishing his trip to Bell Labs, Fang Lang took his entire entourage and flew across the Atlantic Ocean to London.
Fang Lang's trip to the UK this time was actually just a stopover, and his destination was Germany.
But since he has arrived in Europe, Fang Lang must inform his friend Reinhardt.
So, when Reinhardt knew that Fang Lang was going to settle in London, he naturally said that he must give him a chance to entertain him well.
At this time of year, the streets of London are very busy with traffic.
However, many roadside buildings on both sides of the road have not yet been repaired. Some buildings have been completely demolished and new houses are being rebuilt on the flat ground.
A lively scene of post-war reconstruction.
Rinehart's London residence is in Mayfair, a three-story building facing the street.
"Rienhart, I didn't expect your residence in London to be so low-key! I thought you were going to take me to see the big manor in London today!"
"Haha...if you want to see a big manor, I can take you to see Buckingham Palace!"
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