Chapter 116: Hearst Castle in the End

"Thompson is just a bag company, he doesn't have his own research and development organization at all." Hans said with disdain in his eyes.

"Oh?" Li Zitao looked up at him.

"Boss, the people who make these weapons are the same company that made your python revolver." Hans pointed to the python revolver on his waist and said.

"Colt?" Li Zitao looked at the pistol on his waist in surprise.

"That's right, Thompson is just a shell company responsible for external sales. They don't even have their own weapons manufacturing factory, and all the factory buildings have been converted into warehouses."

"And they only have the Thompson gun in their name. Now it's a peaceful time. If it weren't for the gangsters who bought it, they would have gone bankrupt."

"The M1911A1 semi-automatic pistol equipped with the U.S. military since 26 is also produced by Colt, but Thompson holds the manufacturing patent of the Chicago printer."

Hearing that Colt is a potential arms purchaser for the military, Li Zitao's eyes lit up, and he said, "How is Colt's development, is there any chance to acquire it?"

"It's difficult." As soon as the branch design was determined, S.H.I.E.L.D. began to pay attention to the small arms factories on the market, including Colt, which had an eye-catching performance in the pistol industry.

"Because of the military's large-scale purchases, Colt has sufficient cash flow." Hans said with some regret.

"It's okay, Ava, let the think tank contact them to see if there is any possibility of investment cooperation, and contact Thompson Company to buy the patent in their hands."

It would be better for Colt to accept the acquisition. If he doesn’t accept it, he can choose to cooperate. When the time comes, he will become his own. It will be no problem to borrow a few gun designers, right?

It's all one family, what's yours is mine, what's mine...or mine.

As for the Chicago typewriter, its performance is unquestionable, especially in close combat, it is simply a lethal weapon.

Since the sales volume in peacetime is pitifully low, presumably as long as the price is right, Thompson should choose to let go.

Others don't know, but Li Zitao is very clear about the occurrence of World War II.

Haven't you seen that the little dwarf is in the black government every now and then, promoting his Communist Party?

When the war comes, relying on the powerful performance of Chicago typewriters, they may be able to win large-scale purchases from the military.

And there are more than 8 years left, which can be used for research and development and improvement!

Thinking of another income coming in in the future, Li Zitao felt elated...

After seeing the situation here, Li Zitao took Ava, left under the protection of the monk and others, and went straight to the Skunk Works.

Going out of the city along the west coastline all the way to the northwest, the road under construction in sections was very bumpy.

"Is Highway 1 being built here?" Li Zitao asked curiously when he saw the sign that the roadside workers were erecting.

"Yes, it has been built intermittently for 8 years." Ava said calmly.

There is no hope for the speed of the United States. Just build a small road, and it will take several years to count. This really makes Li Zitao uncomfortable.

The future California Highway 1, I don't know when I can really see it.

"By the way, are we going to pass Hearst Castle?" Li Zitao suddenly remembered the top castles he saw on the Internet in his previous life. They should already exist by now, right?

"Boss, are you talking about the charming villa built by the Hearst family?" Ava thought strangely: "We just passed by, and it's on the top of the camping hill."

When I learned from Ava, the famous Hearst Castle in the previous life has only just finished strengthening and laying a good foundation.

And the name given to it by newspaper tycoon Hearst is not "Hearst Castle," but a charming manor.

It's right to think about it, how can it be called an "old castle" before it is built.

"How long has it been built?" Li Zitao looked strange.

"It was officially built in 1920, and it has been exactly 10 years now." Ava said.

"This is America..." Li Zitao was completely desperate for the speed of America.

In the future, he also wants to build a luxurious manor or castle of his own.

If it is handed over to these people to build...

"Grandson, remember that after the castle was built, take a photo and burn it to me..."

Mdzz~~

Arriving in Santa Barbara, with the fragrance of flowers and the moist air of sea water, people are shocked, and the coolness penetrating into the heart seems to be purifying the body.

"No wonder it attracts the eyes of the rich." Not to mention the natural scenery, the air alone made him tempted.

Chicago's air is smoggy because of trains, ships, and industrial coal burning. Los Angeles is not much better, and the black smoke pipes of ships in the port are prohibitive.

"Boss, that's our R&D center." The ground here is a gravel road and a dirt road. Ava took out a pair of white flat shoes from under the car seat and put them on.

In front of the factory, which occupies an area about the size of four carports, there are two special guards standing there, surrounded by more than a dozen special guards responsible for patrolling. Naturally, these small matters are arranged by Ava.

"Go and relax, come back before dinner." Li Zitao said to the monk.

"Okay, Boss." Seeing that there were people of his own, and knowing Li Zitao's skills clearly, the monk led the people to the town without refuting.

They are almost getting used to this task of enjoying life wherever they go. '

Entering the factory, it is not as well organized as imagined. Instruments, tools, and semi-finished products for research and development are piled up everywhere.

Oil stains everywhere, this is the correct way to open in the 1930s.

"Miss Ava." A somewhat bald, fat young man with glasses came up to him and looked at Li Zitao curiously.

"This is Johnson, the chief designer of the skunk." Ava finished her introduction in a low voice, then pointed at Li Zitao sideways and said, "Johnson, this is my boss."

"Mr. Lee, welcome to the Skunk Works, what a great name." Johnson shook his hand enthusiastically.

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Li Zitao asked playfully.

"Because it's cool, skunk, and it makes me think of oil and knives, and we can't do this without them." Johnson was chatty.

"That's right, that's it." Li Zitao nodded calmly.

Who knows what skunk means, it's just his bad taste, but when a person reaches a certain level of achievement and status.

For his casual words, countless people will be willing to translate them into various "famous sayings" full of profound meaning, inspirational and extremely wise. '

Li Zitao enjoyed this feeling very much, and considered whether to find some experts in literature, art, and history to be responsible for translating his famous sayings and sentences. '

When a person reaches middle age, he can also publish several autobiographies relying on these, right?

"According to your instructions, the focus in the early stage is on the engine..." Johnson introduced the current research and development results to him.

I have to say that professionalism is different. The company's business has not yet entered the running-in period, but its research and development has been moving forward.

Johnson planned to produce a twin engine that would increase the power-to-weight ratio while adding momentum and stability to the aircraft...

Li Zitao's head is swollen when he speaks a professional term.

"A very good idea, do you have a prototype?" Li Zitao didn't dare to ask for a sample, for fear that Johnson would bring an engine and give him a good lesson in power.

"The engine is still in the experimental stage. The prototype...will take time." Johnson's face turned red.

The BOSS didn't follow the routine and caught him off guard.

According to normal logic, after he finished his explanation, shouldn't he visit the factory and the test engine, and then learn about its detailed data?

How to jump over to the prototype and the intermediate process? Eaten by a dog?

For a designer who prides himself on his technology, it's a hard feeling.

If Ben were here, he would have had a long chat with Johnson over wine and a candle, and made a series of complaints against Li Zitao with the same hatred.

"Tell Ava if there are any problems that need to be resolved and she will tell me as soon as possible. There are no hard requirements for skunks.

If you have any good, unconstrained, and whimsical ideas, they can carry out experiments and demonstrations, and the biggest requirement here is to use all your imagination..."

If a genius is shackled in a framework, the end result will only be a piece of trash. Li Zitao hopes that the skunk can use all his imagination.

Those wild ideas, maybe only 1 out of 100 can be realized.

Li Zitao believes that the one and only will definitely bring him rich rewards.

From ancient times to the present, how many genius designs and inventions originated from "dare to think." If you don't even dare to think, how can you possibly succeed?

Just like his salty fish, if he hadn't boldly thought of overthrowing Capone, how could he have achieved today's achievements.

"When the prototype comes out, remember to tell me." Before leaving, Li Zitao did not forget to explain it.

In Johnson's view, this is BOSS's strong doubts about their work progress.

"Let everyone go to the office for a meeting." Johnson gritted his teeth and muttered, "I want to let the boss see our capabilities before the end of the year."

More investment, more freedom, more abundant funds, all of these he wants.

"Boss, will this be too stressful?" Walking towards the town, Ava looked at Li Zitao, who couldn't stop laughing, feeling a little speechless.

"No no, geniuses always need some pressure to use their smart brains. This pressure is now there, and we just need to wait for the satisfactory results."

Breathing the fresh and moist air, Li Zitao is very satisfied with the development of the skunk.

Although he couldn't understand those professional terms, he could feel the other party's confidence and pride from Johnson's confident and powerful words.

"Planes, sports cars, yachts..." Thinking of these, Li Zitao could only feel bitter.

Buzzing continuously, it looks like a special plane that is about to fall apart.

A smoky, coal-burning yacht?

The speed is no more than 50 miles, a classic car-style sports car?

Why is there no system for my rebirth, otherwise it would be good to have a memory fragment with black technology! ! !

Silently complaining about this lowly time travel, Li Zitao walked into the bar in the small town.

"Hush—beauty, your figure is amazing..." Just entering the door, her hair was combed shiny, and at first glance, a young man of the rich second generation stood in front of her.

"Give it up." Li Zitao frowned.

"Sorry, I just want to get to know this beautiful lady." After the other party bowed politely, he stretched out his hand to Ava: "Beautiful lady, may I have the honor to buy you a drink?"