In the power cabin of the Black Arrow, the inventor of the steam turbine looked at the two small and exquisite diesel engines with a dumbfounded expression, and then asked in a very bitter tone: "Mr. Yang, these two machines can really provide a
A thousand horsepower of power?”
"That's right? A single unit has a power of 520 horsepower, and the two units add up to a thousand and forty horsepower, and they use cheap diesel." Boss Yang said proudly. He deliberately brought Parsons here to see the diesel engine.
I just want to use this thing to stimulate this guy.
The corners of Parsons' mouth twitched. To him, the two diesel engines were like two little devils that kept laughing. They were devouring his future bit by bit.
You must know that his biggest dream is that one day, every ship sailing on the ocean, whether it is a cargo ship, a cruise ship, or a warship, will be equipped with his steam turbine. But now that Nima has a diesel engine, who will use a steam turbine?
?Playing with power? So far, his steam turbine can provide up to 300 horsepower, but this diesel engine has already reached 500 horsepower. Playing with volume? The volume of this small diesel engine is not even one-tenth of his steam turbine.
Playing with reliability? So far, the only steam turbine he has sold has to be repaired every day, but Yang Feng has already traveled around the world on a diesel engine ship.
When he thought about his dark future, he had the urge to turn around and strangle Yang Feng to death.
"Mr. Parsons, you don't look good. Are you sick? If you are sick, be sure to tell me. I believe you know that I am not only an entrepreneur, but also a doctor." Boss Yang
He said with a pure face.
"No, it's nothing, I'm just shocked by your diesel engine." Parsons said with difficulty forcing a smile.
"Indeed, I'm quite proud of it. I'm even planning to use it to build warships. It doesn't take much more. Twenty of these diesel engines combined are enough to drive a three thousand-ton warship to more than 25 knots.
, but how much does twenty such machines weigh? It's less than fifteen tons. How much does a steam engine with the same 10,000 horsepower weigh? I'm afraid it's more than 150 tons. How much can be saved on a 3,000-ton warship?
One hundred tons weight, I believe you must be very clear about what this means.
Twenty units are enough to drive a cruiser, but what about forty units? I’m afraid there’s no problem in driving a battleship, but what if we enlarge it again? We can even provide tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of horsepower, let alone one.
It can drive a 10,000-ton warship, even a 20,000-ton warship." Boss Yang imitated Mustache's signature moves, waving his fists and roaring like a madman, as excited as a spotted hyena that couldn't wait to bite its prey.
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He was excited there, but Parsons almost fainted from the cruel reality. According to Boss Yang's development method, his steam turbine may not be long before being kicked into the garbage heap.
"Of course it will take some time for this kind of machine to become popular, or it may appear a bit early. After all, all countries still use coal as the main fuel, and the petroleum era has just begun. So I am also very interested in your steam turbine.
At least that's a nice backup.
How about we cooperate? I will set up a steam turbine company in the UK. You will invest in the Parsons Steam Turbine Company you currently own. You can own 10% of the shares, but the steam turbine patent you own must belong to the new company.
, and all future steam turbine invention patents will belong to the company, and you will serve as the company's chief engineer." Yang Feng then changed the topic and said nonchalantly, sounding as if he was giving Parsons a chance.
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It's a pity that Parsons didn't cooperate with his kindness at all.
"Mr. Yang, I'm really sorry. I treat my company like I treat my own child, and I will never betray it under any circumstances." Parsons shook his head and said firmly.
"Mr. Parsons, isn't this good? I'm very sincere. Your attitude really surprises me. You should know very well that when it comes to diesel engines, steam turbines have no advantages at all, let alone steam turbines.
Not only do you own the patent, I have also sent the same invitation to Mr. Laval. With my support, I'm afraid it won't be long before he can install his steam turbine on the ship. What will happen to you then?" Yang Feng said slightly.
Said threateningly.
He is not trying to scare people at this point. Ericsson has really contacted Laval, and he is also very interested in cooperation. However, Yang Feng is not interested in his steam turbine. The impulse steam turbine has high requirements on technology and materials.
It is a bit high, and as the power increases, the requirements in this regard will become higher and higher. This is far inferior to the Parsons steam turbine. It can be said that its design is the same as that of the diesel engine, which is a bit advanced.
Parsons still shook his head without hesitation.
"Mr. Parsons, do you know? Rejecting a person's sincerity is a great offense to him, or you have insulted me now. If you continue to persist in this uncooperative attitude, then
You have to be prepared to bear my wrath." Seeing that Parsons was not getting enough, Boss Yang immediately showed a ferocious face.
"Mr. Yang, are you threatening me?" Parsons was stunned for a moment. He was still not quite used to the new face that this originally gentle guy had suddenly put on.
"Threat, what counts as a threat?" Boss Yang sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of blood-red wine and said while shaking the glass: "On the ancient streets of Newcastle, in the dark alleys on rainy nights in England,
A gentleman was hurrying back to his home, where his gentle wife and lovely daughter were waiting to have dinner with him.
At this time, a swaying drunk man walked across from him. He smelled of alcohol and was disgusting. The moment he passed by, the gentleman politely turned aside, but at this moment, he saw the hand in the drunk man's hand.
sharp knife.
No miracle happened, and God did not hear the gentleman's prayer. The cold sharp knife pierced his heart. Ten minutes later, his body was discovered by passers-by. By this time, his blood had dried up, and the tomb was
His only destination.
His wife would remarry, and her daughter would be abused, beaten, and even raped by her stepfather. A beautiful family would be destroyed in this way.
But the person who caused this tragedy took the 10,000 pounds that his employer rewarded him with, boarded a merchant ship bound for the New World or Asia, and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people.
Mr. Parsons, did you know? I am also a novelist, and I am also very good at making up stories." Yang Feng said with a grin.
"Mr. Yang, Britain is a civilized and legal society. Such a thing will not happen. Even if it happens, the law will give justice to the gentleman, and the mastermind and murderer behind the scenes will be sent to the gallows."
Parsons looked at Johnson in the cab with a white face, and said in a very soft tone.
"Ha, Law, are you kidding? Do you know how much property I have? I can tell you that so far I have fixed assets of more than one million pounds, in Rothschild Bank and Bahrain
There are still one million pounds in deposits in each bank, and the number is still increasing at the rate of tens of thousands of pounds every day. So far, I have saved the lives of at least four members of the House of Lords, and countless other real masters of this empire have paid tribute to them.
I show my friendship because maybe one day their lives will need me to save them.
Are you talking about the law to a person like me?
That thing is not made for people like me." Yang Feng said with a sneer.
I have to say that Parsons was really frightened. He was just a small factory owner who abided by the law, but he had never dealt with someone like Yang Feng. Now he looked at Yang Feng like a ferocious devil. This
It can be seen from his stumbling steps when he got off the boat.
"Boss, do you really need to kill him? I have many friends in London who can do this kind of work." Johnson approached Yang Feng, who was looking at Parsons' back and sneered, and said cautiously.
This guy worked as a mercenary for the gold mine owners in South Africa, and even participated in the Zulu War and the First Boer War. He was also a bloody old executioner. After his parents died, his young sister had no one to take care of him.
After returning to the UK from South Africa, my sister contracted septicemia and was ruined and could not save her family. However, she was easily saved by Yang Feng. Not only that, she also gave them a superior life as a brother and sister. It can be said that she was completely devoted to Yang Feng.
"It's not needed for the time being, but if he really doesn't cooperate, then this person must be eliminated. His machine will become the biggest enemy of our diesel engines." Yang Feng said lightly.
"Understood." Johnson nodded immediately. It is too easy to find a down-and-out gunman to do this kind of job these days. There is no need to silence him after the job is done, just put it on the ship. It can be found anywhere in North America, Africa, Asia, and even Russia.
Can be hidden without a trace.
Yang Feng was not worried about whether Parsons would commit a crime. He was a smart man and should know the consequences of fighting against three million pounds. The result was indeed as he expected. That night when Yang Feng hugged a man, he
When the beautiful woman he met at the welcome dinner held for him by Armstrong Shipyard fell asleep exhausted, Parsons was awakened by a nightmare. Then he wiped the cold sweat from his head and watched his sleeping wife stay up all night.
In the final analysis, he is just an ordinary citizen, a little bitch. He has no qualifications to fight against a super rich man like Yang Feng. Moreover, Yang Feng has also given him enough benefits. With his financial backing, his ideals will truly come true.
Chapter completed!