Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

Chapter 998

Following the address given by He Zhen, Meng Haisheng soon arrived in front of a small white house.

The two-story villa was very clean, the lawn in the garden was also trimmed very flat, and even a lot of flowers and plants were planted near the railings.

Just looking at the villa, Meng Haisheng felt that Professor Archie Bottom should be a very easy-to-get-along-with person.

After all, an old professor who loves life is still very lovely.

Meng Haisheng stepped forward and rang the doorbell. After a long time, a man with oily hands and a little thin came over. His hair was gray and he was energetic. It was completely impossible to tell that the man in front of him had reached retirement age.

"Hello, Professor Archie Bottom, I am Meng Haisheng, the boss of the Fourth Continent Group."

Professor Archie Bottom looked Meng Haisheng up and down, and after a few seconds, he said, "Come in, but you have to wait for me for a while, I'm not done yet."

"You go ahead, I have plenty of time."

Meng Haisheng followed Professor Archie Bottom into the house, and the two bodyguards were waiting outside.

Archie Bottom ignored Meng Haisheng. He walked through the living room and went straight into his studio to continue his work.

Meng Haisheng did not sit down either, and followed him into the studio.

There was an old engine on the workbench. Archie Bottom disassembled all the parts on it, cleaned the usable ones and prepared to continue using them.

For the parts that could not be used, he tried to find ready-made parts to replace them. If there were none, he would make one himself.

Professor Archie Bottom disassembled the engine skillfully. He didn't even need to look at the drawings. He knew whether those tiny parts could be used as soon as they passed through his hands.

Meng Haisheng, who was watching from the side, was secretly amazed. He was indeed an old professor who was remembered by He Zhen. He was really good at it.

As time went by, Meng Haisheng watched Archie Bottom disassemble the engine attentively. He was not impatient, and even a little eager to try, and wanted to help.

About an hour later, the engine that had just been disassembled by Professor Archie Bottom was finally reassembled.

With a roar, Meng Haisheng realized that this engine was actually installed on a motorcycle, and it sounded powerful enough to run a cross-country race.

Archie Bottom washed his hands, took off the apron around his neck, turned to the kitchen, and personally made a cup of latte for Meng Haisheng.

"I remember you, Mr. Meng, but it seems that you don't remember me."

"Oh? Professor Bottom has seen me before?"

"Yes, I almost lost my life on the Emerald Island. It was you who gave me a magic pill, which allowed me to survive and return to Paris for treatment."

Meng Haisheng then remembered that he had rescued many hostages from Jacques Jout's cave, one of whom was an old man who was skinny and tortured to the point of only having one breath left.

At that time, he felt that the old man was about the same age as Meng Guangzhu, so he took pity on him and gave him a black frost snow lotus pill to take.

Unexpectedly, just an unintentional action would actually bring such a magical opportunity.

The word cause and effect emerged in Meng Haisheng's mind.

The gears of fate had already begun to turn.

The two talked about the Emerald Island, and instantly drew closer to each other. Professor Archibald was very talkative. When he talked about his experience in the Emerald Island, he couldn't help but thank Meng Haisheng again and again.

"I have no children and have devoted most of my life to the laboratory. Most of the friends around me are colleagues in the laboratory. At that time, I was kidnapped by pirates. They asked my friends to take the ransom, but I didn't know who to contact."

Professor Archibald smiled helplessly.

"You don't know how desperate I was at that time. My research project was not finished yet, and I didn't want to die."

"Later, I was locked in a dark cave, half dead and lingering. I suddenly thought it through. It doesn't matter whether I study or not. As long as I can live well, it's better than anything else."

"If you die, you will have nothing."

"That's why I waited for your rescue."

"Mr. Meng, you can say that you gave me a second life."

Professor Bolton smiled as he spoke.

"I recognized you as soon as I opened the door, but I was afraid that you were just profit-seeking like other capitalists and would do anything to buy my patents, so I wanted to test you."

"In the end, you didn't disappoint me. How bad can a patient and caring capitalist be?"

Meng Haisheng couldn't help laughing. Professor Bolton was really interesting.

Then Meng Haisheng explained his purpose.

He wanted to hire Professor Bolton to his laboratory to study new motorcycle engines.

“Our domestic motorcycle market is very large, and most of the engines used now are imported, which leads to the high prices of motorcycles.The price is expensive. The per capita income is only a thousand, but a good motorcycle costs more than ten thousand. "

"The cheaper ones cost several thousand. Such high prices make it impossible for ordinary people to buy motorcycles."

"I want to develop engines myself and lower the price of motorcycles so that ordinary people can buy motorcycles. ”

In the early 1990s, a motorcycle was a big item in a family, whether in the countryside or in the city.

It was okay in the city, as various means of transportation had emerged and travel was more convenient.

But in the countryside or small towns, the means of transportation was still bicycles, and buses were something that no one had ever seen.

If there was a motorcycle, it would make travel more convenient for everyone.

When he was young, his family had some fruits and vegetables that they wanted to sell at the market, but they could only use a cart or ride a bicycle. Not only could they not carry much, but it was also very tiring to go there.

If there was a motorcycle, they could carry more things, go to farther markets, and make more money.

No matter how you look at it, cheap motorcycles will change the lives of many people.

Although Meng Haisheng did not want to be a savior, he also wanted to change some people and things through his own efforts.

"Can you show me what kind of engines you are using now?"

"Of course. "

Meng Haisheng showed Professor Burton the materials he had prepared long ago.

Among them were the ones independently developed by his laboratory, and some were modified from the Snow Country engine.

Professor Burton looked through the engine drawings very carefully. After a long while, he said, "Your domestic motorcycle engines are much behind those in Europe."

Meng Haisheng smiled bitterly. It was not just a lot, but in terms of engine technology, it was at least 10 years behind.

This was the result of He Zhen and others staying up for countless nights to catch up. If it was a few years ago, they would have fallen behind even more.

"Professor Burton, I sincerely invite you to join my research team. In the near future, they will not only study motorcycle engines, but also automobile engines."

"Okay."

Archie Burton agreed very readily, without even asking about the work location and salary.