The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 545 Multiple Patents
In fact, the penicillin production line had already begun construction in Los Angeles. The factory was half completed and had manufactured a large number of metal culture dishes and precipitation equipment.

The centrifuge was made by Chen Zhengwei's industrial equipment design and manufacturing company, formerly Pratt & Whitney, which has now moved the company and its employees back to San Francisco.

The whole process is to culture and ferment penicillin in culture medium, then extract and purify it, and store it in liquid form.

A factory with a thousand workers can only produce about 10,000 injections per month.

For the entire market, this production is too small. San Francisco can consume most of it, and ordinary people in other parts of the United States can't even think about buying it.

But that’s how it works from scratch: first build the first production line, then expand the production line and improve the production process.

Chen Zhengwei doesn't understand this aspect and has no interest in studying it.

"Boss, should we publish the effects of penicillin in medical journals? This is a great invention!" asked Charles Chandler.

"Sure. Write a few reports and publish them in a journal after you apply for a patent."

"Also, you need to buy two new sets of clothes. As an important member of the laboratory, you should wear something neat when reporters interview you!" Chen Zhengwei patted Charles Chandler on the shoulder.

Charles Chandler was very happy to hear this.

He cares about money, mainly because he owes a lot of money.

However, with his ability, it is only a matter of time to pay off the debt.

What he cares more about is his reputation... He wants to shock the entire academic community! He wants to let those people in New York know that if he leaves New York, it will be their loss!
It's all their fault!
After leaving New York, I can also achieve amazing results!

After leaving the laboratory, Chen Zhengwei asked someone to call his lawyer Brett over.

Today, Bright's law firm has more than forty lawyers, mainly serving all of Chen Zhengwei's industries.

In addition, legal assistance will be provided to other wealthy people in San Francisco.

"Boss!" Brett came over with a briefcase, and now he also looked like an elite.

"I have someone prepare some documents. Have someone take them to Washington to apply for a patent!"

In addition to the patent for penicillin, there were other patents to apply for, such as the steam propulsion structure of the torpedo and the wireless telegraph.

Moreover, after applying for a patent in the United States, products like penicillin and wireless telegraph had to be patented in Europe.

……

A day later, Chen Zhengwei went to the shipyard again to see the new ship being launched.

After half a year of continuous research, the torpedo has been successfully finalized and named Jiaolong 1.

This steam-powered torpedo using smokeless gunpowder is three times faster than the mainstream compressed air-propelled torpedoes in the world today, has a range five times greater, and is three times more powerful than a black powder torpedo.

Plus small torpedo launchers that are twice as fast as ordinary battleships.

This can already be used as a major naval tactic.

What Chen Zhengwei came to see today was the launching of the torpedo boat.

In addition to this torpedo boat, the shipyard is also building two torpedo launchers and a cruiser with a displacement of 4300 tons.

"Boss! I believe this ship will surprise everyone!" Peter Donahue stood beside Chen Zhengwei, introducing it proudly with a bottle of wine in his hand.

Along with the two were other senior executives and designers from the shipyard.

In front of the two people was a slender ship that was 50 meters long and 8 meters wide.

"Before that, I want to know more, why are you holding a wine bottle in your hand?" Chen Zhengwei glanced at the wine bottle in Peter Donahue's hand with the mouth of the bottle wrapped with a red cloth.

"This is a launching ceremony, and it requires a person of noble status to hit the bow with a wine bottle!" Peter Donahue laughed.

“Sounds good!”

Chen Zhengwei walked towards the boat.

The ship has a displacement of only 500 tons, which is not small considering its size, but its draft is very shallow, just over 2 meters.

Together with the slender hull, this is why the ship can reach a speed of 27 knots.

"How many crew members does this ship need and how many torpedoes can it carry?" Chen Zhengwei asked as he walked.

"To get it started, only 15 people are needed. But for combat, 50 people are needed! As for the torpedoes, if the size given to us by the weapons company is followed, we can carry six!" Peter Donahue introduced.

Chen Zhengwei nodded, six were enough.

There were no gun turrets on the ship, only two torpedo launchers on both sides of the bow.

Chen Zhengwei thought about it and decided to put a machine gun on the boat, although it would be of no use.

He took the bottle and knocked it on the bow of the boat. The bottle shattered instantly and the wine splashed all around.

Peter Donahue opened his mouth and just clinked the bottle together, as he would use this glass of wine for the celebration later.

But after looking at Chen Zhengwei in front of him, he swallowed all his words back into his stomach.

At the same time, he signaled to the people at the shipyard to bring another bottle of wine.

Chen Zhengwei took a tour around the boat and was generally satisfied, but he would have to wait until the boat was launched to find out the details.

The group returned to the bottom of the boat, and Chen Zhengwei took a knife from the shipyard staff and directly cut the rope that secured the boat.

The broken rope immediately rolled up quickly like a snake, and the whole boat slowly slid into the water from the slide with a creaking sound.

After a quick inspection, the shipyard staff raised their arms and gave a thumbs-up.

"all the best!"

There was thunderous applause.

Chen Zhengwei stayed in the shipyard for a while and then left and went directly to Anna.

As soon as Anna got into the carriage, she gave him a passionate kiss.

"What do you want to eat?" Chen Zhengwei asked casually.

"The restaurant near my home! I mean my old residence! We had our first meal there, and there was a piano there!" Anna said with a smile.

Chen Zhengwei thought for a long time before he remembered where it was.

At first, he and Anna wanted to go to a French restaurant for dinner, but they were turned away.

The two then went to a corner restaurant that Anna was very familiar with.

The good news is that the French restaurant caught fire that same evening.

So Chen Zhengwei has an impression of this incident.

"Then you have to tell the driver where to go. I can't remember the location!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

"I knew it would be like this!" Anna opened the front window and told the coachman the address.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at an ordinary corner restaurant.

"Look who's here!" The restaurant owner was surprised to see Anna and said with a big laugh, but he became a little reserved when he saw Chen Zhengwei.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Chen!"

"Good afternoon, George!" Anna greeted cheerfully, then trotted over to the piano and sat down, opened the lid, looked back at Chen Zhengwei, then ran her fingers across the keys, and then danced on the keys like an elf.

The sound of the piano flowed out like flowing water. Chen Zhengwei sat aside and watched with interest, but still felt that it was the clothes that restricted her.

Otherwise she could play it more charmingly!
Twenty minutes later, Chen Zhengwei's attitude became that even dogs wouldn't eat anything here.

……

At the same time, a train slowly arrived in New Orleans. Several train station staff opened the cargo box, took a look, and then closed it.

"Go and inform those blacks that their goods have arrived! They will be delivered tonight!" Several men in gentlemen's suits were standing aside, and one of them said.

Among them were two Polish youths, and the others were all dark-haired Italians.

They are Schultz and Marcelo's men respectively.

Soon, Marcelo's men found Nathaniel hiding in the slums.

Here, it is much easier for them to find people than for the police.

What's more, there is a detailed address.

"What are you going to do?" Looking at these people who obviously shouldn't be here, Nathaniel and his men were very alert.

"Someone told me to tell you that your goods have arrived!" an Italian said to him.

"You can go to the train station tonight. They've already made arrangements for us!"

Nathaniel looked surprised, these Italians were subordinates of the local gang boss Marcelo.

I didn't expect that they would be the ones to inform me.

"I see!"

At night, Nathaniel arrived at the train station with a dozen of his men and two carriages. They all looked around vigilantly, fearing that this was a police ambush.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

Several people found two Poles standing near a freight car.

Then the truck box was opened and a group of people got in. Two Poles used crowbars to violently pry open the wooden box, revealing a rifle sandwiched in the straw.

Then he pried open another one, revealing a bunch of revolvers.

Several black men took out rifles from the box, and the smell of engine oil filled the car.

“It’s brand new!”

"So many guns, that's great!" Everyone in the group showed excited smiles on their faces, constantly touching the guns in their hands and making aiming gestures.

With five hundred revolvers, two hundred rifles, and 12 rounds of bullets, they no longer have to fear local white supremacist organizations or police pursuit, and they can even rescue their captured companions.

The two Polish youths kept moving, prying open the boxes one by one.

Revealing the guns and bullets inside.

Then he threw the crowbar aside.

"These are all yours now!"

"Thank you!" Nathaniel finally shifted his attention away from the guns and bullets in the box, stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

“You guys have been a huge help to us!”

"The boss's request!" The two Poles stretched out their hands and patted Nathaniel's palms.

"The rest is up to you!"

"By the way, I've also given you some small gifts! You'll like them!" a young man said with a smile.

Along with the box came a thousand moon clip loaders, which were pressed out of a mold and were worthless, only a few cents each.

But in combat, it can save a lot of reloading time.

Soon, Nathaniel and his party loaded their pistols with bullets and put them into their waists, then drove two carriages back to the slums.

Two nights later, the New Orleans police station was attacked.

As many as six policemen were beaten to death on the spot, and several others were injured. The black people who had been arrested before were released.

This incident caused an uproar in New Orleans. The New Orleans Police Department once again mobilized a large number of police forces to raid the slums in an attempt to capture Nathaniel and his men.

However, this time they encountered fully armed black people.

The two sides exchanged fire in the slum for more than three hours, and both sides suffered casualties. In the end, the police station withdrew from the slum because it could not bear the pressure of large numbers of casualties.

At last count, more than twenty policemen were killed and more than thirty were injured.

Hundreds of black people died.

But inspired by the great victory of repelling the large group of police, the black people in the slums were not too sad, but fell into a state of frenzy.

Because the life expectancy of black people here is not long, the average life expectancy is only 26 or 27 years old.

The course of this gunfight caused an uproar in New Orleans and even Louisiana.

In the following period, a large number of young black people joined Nathaniel in a passion for justice, and many black businessmen also provided them with help, allowing Nathaniel's power to expand rapidly.

"Remember what our goal is. Our goal is to liberate our compatriots! Next, we need to contact our compatriots in other cities, villages, and plantations and let them join us!" Nathaniel waved his fist to encourage others.

There was a flame-like light in everyone's eyes.

……

“Blood on the streets: Racial conflict breaks out in New Orleans, multiple police officers killed”

"Finally, it's interesting!" Chen Zhengwei sat on the sofa in the living room downstairs and shook the newspaper in his hand.

"Brother Wei, it seems those black people can really do something!" Rong Jiacai said while sitting aside.

"Yes! The bigger the noise, the better! If they make a big noise, they will attract the attention of the US government. After all, compared to us, there are millions of black people in the United States. If they make a noise, it will be impossible to deal with it!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"Although the next president seems quite smart, people say what they want based on their position, and he hasn't sat in that position yet. We have to be on guard!"

Chen Zhengwei tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the sofa. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Send a telegram to Schultz and ask him to provide some help to those black people! But don't use my name to secretly support them with food, money, or even find a few people to help them train soldiers!"

"If they want to buy more weapons, sell them!"

Chen Zhengwei was ready to distance himself from the matter and try not to be noticed as supporting those black people.

But selling weapons doesn’t matter, it’s not illegal.

"I'll have someone send a telegram to Schultz in a moment!" The scholar nodded, then changed the subject and said with a smile:

"Brother Wei, my sister-in-law asked you to take a concubine and bring Miss Wanyun back. When are you going to do it? Do you want to do it on a larger scale?"

These days, Lin Changning is pregnant, and Chen Zhengwei's men are all very happy.

Although Chen Zhengwei understood the reasons for their emotions, given his physical condition, living to 99 years old would be considered a premature death.

I guess he could even outlive his own grandchildren.

Lin Changning was pregnant, and she wanted to prevent Chen Zhengwei from fooling around outside every day, so she simply asked Chen Zhengwei to take Wan Yun back.

Anyway, she had already agreed to this matter a long time ago, and now is the time.

"Let someone find an auspicious day to take a concubine. There's no need to make a big deal about it. Just notify the business owners to have a meal together! If I don't tell them, they'll think I look down on them and will still be thinking about them! I might as well make them bleed a little!"

Although Chen Zhengwei now looks down on the gifts from wealthy businessmen, he still has to accept them.

It's not about money.

This is to give them a chance!

(End of this chapter)