By the end of July, the weather in New York was already quite hot, which made John suffer enough, after all, the days without air conditioning and even electric fans were indeed a bit difficult.

Even more hot, there is also the preparation for the construction of a bicycle factory.

After seeing the bike's performance, everyone was so excited that it took Funk and Joshua half a day to learn how to ride, and even their father was barely able to get on the road after a day. The excellent performance of the bicycle gives everyone great confidence, and everyone can see its potential great value, so under the auspices of the old Huntelaar, the three families quickly reached a consensus: double the investment, speed up!

The total investment reached 100,000 US dollars!

John's patent and cash totaled $40,000, the elder Huntelaar $20,000, and the Stoners and Monters $20,000 each, and divided the shares. It cost more than 30,000 US dollars to purchase a ready-made factory, and it was necessary to find someone to design a set of machines, which directly cost more than 40,000 yuan, and the rest was the spare funds after the machine was in place.

By the end of the year at the latest, the bikes will be in full swing.

But during this time, the people were not idle.

John first improved a few bugs with the bike based on his own experience, and then came up with a mention that surprised everyone. So after the factory made more than a dozen prototypes, there was a scene in New York that attracted the attention of countless people: every day at about 4 p.m., ten bicycles lined up in a long line, from south to north through the bustling Central Park!

Around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Central Park is at its busiest time of day.

Ordinary people only come here on weekends, but it has become a habit for the upper class to ride a horse-drawn carriage through the park every afternoon, and many have seen new and eye-catching bicycles. And as the weather warms up, the 10 bikes even make their way through Central Park several times a weekend, and tens of thousands of people see it in person!

This "flying pigeon" brand bicycle quickly became the topic of conversation among New Yorkers......

Of course, these things had nothing to do with John, since the improvement of the prototype was completed, he just mentioned a construction and completely got out of this matter, and all the qiē was handed over to Joshua and Funk, and he began to live a leisurely life.

For a short time, he didn't want to be in the limelight anymore.

The weather is warm, I usually go to class, and I have a good time with friends on weekends. Johann had also put more thought into his studies, not to mention the science courses, and in order to get rid of this boring waste of time as soon as possible, he had already begun to put pressure on Mr. Cole, and I believe that by the end of the year at the latest, the strict German should have voluntarily resigned. As for the theology and art courses that he had been tired of, John also began to put some thought into it, especially the rapid improvement of the technique of sketching, which made Miss Philip both admired and regretted......

In Miss Philip's view, John's sketches can only be called a technique, not an art!

After half a year of training, John, who focuses almost half of his energy on sketching, can perfectly reproduce an object, even a person's line structure, and the details are exactly the same, but in terms of light, shadows, composition, etc., he falls behind a lot. In Miss Philip's eyes, John's sketches are precise, but lacking in beauty, and the work feels cold, stiff, and unaesthetic.

"You're really better suited to be a scientist!"

After half a year of hard work, Miss Philip reluctantly gave John a definition. As his tutor, Miss Philip also knew about electric lights and bicycles, and was naturally amazed by the student's scientific talent. This impression was even more profound after hearing the evaluation of John during an exchange with Mr. Cole.

John didn't care about this, and still lived his little life freely and peacefully......

……

August, the hottest season.

On the first Sunday evening of the month, old Huntelaar was out for a drinking party, and John had just returned to his study after dinner, when Hans, the butler, came to his study.

"What's the matter?"

After taking a position and letting Mr. Butler in, John asked a little puzzled. Usually when he is at leisure, there is nothing Hans rarely botheres.

Hans smiled slightly, "Sir, next Saturday is the sixty-third birthday of Mr. Huntelaar, and I have sent invitations to several gentlemen, and they will all come to a small banquet when the time comes...... Have you figured out what to give him? ”

"Grandpa's birthday? Next Thursday? ”

John was slightly stunned, and then immediately understood that Hans was afraid that he had forgotten his grandfather's birthday, so he came to remind him.

After a moment of silence, a smile appeared on John's face, and he nodded, "Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Elber, I will prepare a surprise for him." ”

"Yes, sir, have a good time!"

Seeing that his purpose was achieved, the housekeeper's task was completed, and he quietly withdrew. However, he did not close the door when he left, allowing the room to circulate a little stuffy air.

"Grandpa's birthday, ......"

When the butler had left, John put his feet back on the table and pondered.

Old Huntelaar must not be short of ordinary things, and the old man doesn't smoke either, and he doesn't like to drink too much, and he basically doesn't have any special hobbies except for reading books on weekdays, which makes John a little embarrassed for a while. Although the old Huntelaar may not care about the gifts, but after all, he only has one relative in this world, and there are so many guests visiting at that time, it will be a little inappropriate if he does not put some effort into preparation.

"What should I give?"

Leaning back, the chair beneath him began to creak with the support of John's feet.

Of course, it is best to make your own gifts for your grandfather, but when John really started thinking about it, it turned out that it was not easy to make something by himself more than a hundred years ago. The electric light is okay, he just assembles it, and the bicycle is even sketched for the craftsmen to make, and if he really wants to make things himself, I'm afraid he can't even make a chair......

"Boom! Boom! ”

While John was pondering, there were two dull knocks downstairs, followed by the footsteps of the maid Lina and the final sound of the door opening.

"Miss Philip, what's wrong with you?"

Almost at the same time as the door opened, Lina's surprised shouts were heard!

John's heart moved, and he quickly put his feet off the table, walked quickly to the staircase, and looked in the direction of the doorway.

"Is Mr. Huntelaar at home?"

Miss Philip, who had wrapped herself tightly, bent over her knees, asked in a hurried and difficult voice. It sounded as if she had just gone through a rather strenuous exercise, and her words were full of exhaustion and anxiety.

"Sir, he's gone to a drinking party."

Lina took Miss Philip by the hand and replied, "Only little Mr. Huntelaar is at home...... Do you want to see him? ”

"Miss Philip, is something wrong?"

Before the governess could respond, John had already walked briskly down the stairs and asked loudly. He still has a good impression of this reserved and serious tutor, and at this time he also guessed that the other party must have some difficulties that cannot be solved, and came to ask for help.

At this time, Hans, the butler, also heard the sound and hurriedly beckoned, "Lina, let Miss Philippe sit down first...... Pour a glass of whiskey now! ”

"No, no, no."

Before Lina could make a move, Miss Philip had already stood up straight, her eyes fixed on John's body, and she gasped violently a few times.

At this moment, John had already walked to the gate, and he had seen Miss Philip's situation clearly.

He was taken aback!

In such a hot weather, Miss Philip was still wearing a long dress and a hat that was tightly wrapped, and only one face was exposed, a face covered with sweat and pale as if all the blood had been drained! A pair of eyes that are calm and gentle on weekdays, but at this time they are full of anxiety, pain and sadness, which makes people tremble in their hearts!

Just when John was so surprised that he was about to ask, Miss Philip took a deep breath, suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of him, and whispered in a trembling voice, "John, help me!" ”

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