The white-haired old man Richard was obviously a very clever old man, and when he heard Ridgefield's questioning, he just smiled and said:

"Mr. Richfield, I'm just an ordinary security guard!

I don't know any killer organizations, so I can't really help you find the person you're looking for.

I heard that you were plotting to kill the foreign officer, so I should have gone to the police station to report you.

But, for the sake of all the years I've worked for your father, I can act as if nothing has been heard.

I came to you today to tell you that the Alaskan exploration team was no longer able to continue working because of the severe cold.

I want to apply to go back to the Texas headquarters to rest first.

Hope you approve it!

However, it is clear that your situation is not good enough to handle these official duties now, and I will apply with General Manager Reye."

Ridgefield, who was originally rejected by Richard, had a blue face, but now he heard that Richard did not ask him to apply, and went directly to ask the company's general manager Reyer.

There was a burst of fire in my heart.

Loud roar:

"Don't mention this damn Reyer in front of me, if it weren't for him, how would we Ridgefield be the way we are today,

If he hadn't always said that there were big oil fields in Alaska, our company wouldn't have been dragged down alive."

"Mr. Ridgefield, there are no outsiders here, and you don't have to put all the blame on Mr. Reyer, don't you know what the truth is?

Haven't you calculated how much money you have squandered over the years? If it weren't for Mr. Reyer's efforts to maintain it, the company would have gone bankrupt long ago.

As for the big oil fields in Alaska, that's the common understanding of your father and Mr. Reyer, and you can't blame Mr. Reyes for all the blame just because the oil fields haven't been discovered yet."

"You..... You...... Richard, you bastard, you ungrateful bastard, my father was so nice to you. I didn't think you could be such a person."

Mr. Richfield had evidently been incoherent by the white-haired old man in front of him, and Richard shook his head as he looked at his angry and almost mad expression.

It felt a little boring, after all, this second ancestor, who took over the company in a hurry after the death of old Mr. Richfield, was indeed a gentleman who had no ability.

In Richard's eyes, the company is in his hands, and it is not far from going out of business.

"Mr. Richfield, you yourself said that it was your father, not you, who was good to me.

Your father has been very good to me, and I have rewarded him with my loyalty and work.

But why do you think that I will treat you like your father?"

Now Richfield was also a little stupid, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer his words.

I could only watch Richard leave.

Richard, who walked to the door, added without looking back:

"Mr. Ridgefield, I remind you that it is your personal freedom to take any action, but please do not drag the Ridgefield Company into the water."

In Richard's eyes, Richfield was a good-for-nothing second ancestor, incompetent, arrogant, arrogant, and brainless.

From the police station, he had learned that the cause of the incident was because of Ridgefield's racist remarks.

What he didn't understand was why he would provoke a person who had no grievances with him.

And hearing Richard's words, Ridgefield's originally somewhat confused brain immediately sobered up, and roared loudly:

"This is my Ridgefield Company, I can do whatever I want, can you?" You bastard, you're fired. Get out of the way for me."

His roar quickly attracted the attention of the doctor, who hurriedly stepped forward to check it out.

"Mr. Richfield, please keep your emotions steady, the wound you just stitched up has been broken by you again, now

In the midst of bleeding. I'm going to stop the bleeding now, please don't move."

Hearing that his wound was bleeding, Richfield could only be quiet.

Bell Labs in New Jersey ushered in a new wave of expeditions, led by a young Chinese American in his twenties.

The floor area of Bell Labs is huge, about the size of an industrial area, and it is divided into many different laboratories.

As one of the new shareholders, Fang Lang's purpose here today is very simple, that is, he wants to come and see what the greatest laboratory of the twentieth 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 apparently already knew that the young man in front of him was one of the new shareholders of Bell Labs.

"It was a privilege to visit Bell Labs. In order not to delay everyone's work. Can you give me a brief look?"

Fang Lang still respects scientists very much, and it is better not to disturb other people's research work casually as a layman.

But soon Fang Lang regretted that he shouldn't have come, because there were few things he could understand here.

After turning around for a long time, Fang Lang felt that everything was in the clouds, and he didn't know what everyone was doing at all?

If you want to express your opinion, show that you have a higher education, you don't have a chance.

I don't think I have a chance now!

It won't give people the impression of being uneducated!

Just when he was about to give up completely, he finally saw a few televisions in a laboratory, and several experimenters were doing research in it.

Clearing his throat, Fang Lang said to Howard, who had been introducing him:

"Mr. Howard, is this the place to study television?"

Howard, who heard Fang Lang finally speak out, could be regarded as relieved, this boss didn't speak the whole time, thinking that there was something that made him dissatisfied with the laboratory!

This is the father of the gold owner, and he must be satisfied before he can receive the investment!

If he has his eye on something, it would be nice to have a single sponsorship.

"Yes, Mr. Fang, this is a laboratory specializing in electron picture tubes, and what we are experimenting with now is an electron picture tube."

"Oh? Do you want to study color television?"

"Yes, Mr. Fang, of course, we are not only studying how to make the image color, but also reducing the problem of screen distortion and reflection."

When Fang Lang heard this, I know this!

I don't know exactly how to do it, but I know what the future of TV will look like!

Nowadays, televisions use spherical picture tubes, so the screen of the TV is like the side of the ball.

The front looks like a glass ball in a wooden box.

This is completely different from the right-angle screen that I saw later, and now the right-angle is just that the box where the TV is installed is at a right angle.

Fang Lang didn't know the specific working principle of the TV, nor did he know how the picture tube worked and where it was installed.

But this does not prevent him from expressing his opinion.

"I don't know how to make him colorful, but if you want him to be free from distortion and reflection, I think you can make the screen a flat right-angle display like a movie screen, and this problem should be solved!"

Because he doesn't understand the working principle, Fang Lang is talking about the curvature of the display screen.

And the engineer who saw someone visiting outside and looked over was stunned when he heard Fang Lang's words.

Clapped his palms and said:

"That's right! Plane right angle, you can make the picture tube at a plane right angle! Thank you so much, sir. If the experiment is successful, you will be the biggest contributor."

Howard was also stunned when he saw the engineer's reaction, but he didn't expect the young man's casual words to make the engineer find a new research direction.

Sometimes doing research is like this, a casual flash of inspiration

Now a new invention may emerge.

Television picture tube technology did later change from spherical tubes to planar right-angled tubes, but this technology did not appear until the nineties.

Now because of Fang Lang's words, I don't know if it will appear in advance, and Fang Lang is not sure.

However, Fang Lang was very satisfied with the force he pretended to be today.

Looking at Howard looking at himself with a surprised face, Fang Lang said lightly:

"I'm just so casual about it, I'm glad to offer you a new inspiration. You have to work hard, and when the experiment is successful, I will fully support the production."

Originally, Fang Lang wanted to invest in a few key projects this time, but Howard told him that Bell Labs intended to focus on R&D and innovation.

It's not that the product makes money and studies that product, which makes Fang Lang feel deceived.

It's no wonder that Morgan agreed to swap shares with his own, Global Shipbuilding.

"I didn't expect Mr. Fang to be a scientific research talent, no wonder you would be willing to invest in our Bell Labs."

"It's over, it's over, I'm just casually saying that."

At this moment, Fang Lang felt that Howard in front of him was much more pleasing to the eye.

In fact, what Fang Lang wants to see most is the invention experiment of transistors.

It's a pity that I visited the laboratory but couldn't understand it at all, so I could only shake my head and give up.

However, he is not in a hurry, because next year, that is, in 1947, the world's first transistor will be manufactured, and Fang Lang is not in a hurry for a while.

Fang Lang also visited mobile phone technology, which will also be studied next year.

I also met a number of future Nobel laureates.

This made Fang Lang feel that this trip was very successful.

Just let it be, don't force it.

After finishing the trip to Bell Labs, Fang Lang directly took all his entourage on a plane, crossed the Atlantic, and came to London.

Fang Lang's visit to the UK this time can actually only be regarded as a transit, and his destination is Germany.

But since he came to Europe, Fang Lang must have informed Reinhardt's friend.

Therefore, when Reinhardt knew that Fang Lang was going to settle in London, he naturally said that he had to give him a chance to entertain him.

At this time, the streets of London are very busy with traffic.

However, many of the roadside buildings on both sides of the road have not yet been repaired, and some have been completely pushed to the ground, and houses are being rebuilt on the flat ground.

A lively scene of post-war reconstruction.

Reinhardt's London home is in Mayfair, a three-storey building facing the street.

"Reinhardt, I didn't expect your London residence to be so low-key! I thought I'd show me the big manors of London today!"

"Haha..... If you want to see the estate, I can show you Buckingham Palace!"