Subtitle of this chapter: Go to the end of the face!

“Family Entertainment Center…”

Yuan Yan suddenly described the appearance of the recording all-in-one machine in later generations, and finally asked loudly: "Gentlemen, what do you think of my idea?"

The old Edison was naturally silent, so the little Edison was certainly not convenient for him to praise him.

Not enough, Baker's grandson and the outsider could see it all, so Mr. Baker nodded with a smile to express his appreciation, while Mr. Baker simply stood up and applauded: "Neo, I really didn't realize that you have research on high-tech knowledge!"

Hi, is this considered a high-tech? A hundred years later, I can still use remote wireless devices to test coded command sequences with humans thousands of miles away, and even find suitable targets to exchange their respective genetic information.

Well, it really requires some "high-tech knowledge" to be able to make mobile games and hookups so fresh and refined and "scientific".

So our Master Yuan said with no satisfaction, but very sincerely: "Louis, this is nothing. These ideas are already in my mind. If you encounter a suitable opportunity... For example, if you have the opportunity in front of you, you will pop up by yourself."

Watson was moved by his humble spirit and couldn't help but exclaim: "Neo, you are too modest!"

"Yuan Lmes" certainly was not as arrogant as Sherlock Holmes. He seemed even more modest: "Louis, you are too rewarding!"

"No, Neo. I'm not really praising me but the truth."

"No, Louis. I'm not humble but..."

The great inventor really couldn't stand such a stingy praising, especially when it wasn't for him. He couldn't help but cough heavily and asked, "Mr. Yuan, what's the second method?"

"Oh..." Yuan Yanshu stretched out his middle finger and index finger together and said lightly, "The second method is to put all the parts on a car and become a car radio."

"In the car?" This surprised Louis Baker, the layman, and he asked with a stuttering voice, "How can I put it down? Can I drive even if I can put it down?"

Mr. Baker is right. Today's electronic tube radios are huge and very heavy. Relatively speaking, the horsepower of the car is small, so it is really impossible to put it down or pull it.

On that timeline, it was not until ten years later that cars with radios appeared in 1930. However, by 1940, one-quarter of cars had radios on them.

"Louis, that's wrong. Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe in science and...inventors like Mr. Edison." Our Master Yuan shook his head and said, "I believe that one day the radio can be small enough to fit into the car, such as..."

“Pickup Pika Pika Pika…”

"Thank you, Master Ball. If it weren't for you, I almost told the transistor."

Everyone saw him pausing, swallowing, "For example, use smaller electronic tubes. Is that true, two Mr. Edison?"

Edison and his son looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Old Edison said in a stern voice: "It is indeed possible, but..."

"But you misunderstood what I mean." Yuan Yanshu said, "Gentlemen, I didn't think of getting it done in one step and really creating a micro radio that can be placed on a car..."

“I just think at this stage we can put all the radio parts on a truck.”

"In the truck..." Theodore Edison asked this time, "What's the use of that?"

Our Master Yuan said for granted: "Of course it's useful. We can let the trucks drive on the streets and give them free to New York... Of course, it will be played by the residents of other cities in the future. We can also let the trucks drive to those small cities, towns and villages, and send our voices to the people there."

“Free play?!”

“Free play…this idea is really, really great!”

This time the applause was Mr. George Baker. As a successful business person, he naturally knew the importance of promotion, and such promotion methods were indeed "very, very good".

Just imagine how many listeners will be attracted by these trucks carrying radios parked near residential areas to play radios. Don’t forget that radio broadcasts are still a very niche and not cheap hobby at this time. Ordinary people just heard that they have never experienced it personally.

This method is indeed one of the methods used by various radio stations in the future for promotion.

Mr. Baker turned his head to the inventor and said, "Thomas, you have to admit that your $100,000 is really worth it. I bought it...well, four golden ideas."

That's right, there are indeed four golden ideas: desk and cabinet radio, vocal cash register all-in-one, car radio and radio truck.

In fact, he didn't need to remind him that the great inventor Thomas Edison also understood the value of Yuan Yanshu's words. As long as these four patents are successfully registered, the profits they can bring him are more than just one hundred thousand US dollars?

A very simple math problem. The average phonograph is now priced at about 100 US dollars, and one-tenth of the profit margin is always available. Then the same type of "desk-cabinet-style" radio can of course be sold at this price. Will it be repossessed as long as you sell 10,000 radios?

A market of just 10,000 radios in my Great America is a drop in the ocean.

Compared to such a large profit, what is the point of saving your own little face?

Of course, although Mr. Edison thought that this was really a very cost-effective business, the expression on his face was still not so good. After all, he had never encountered anyone who offended him in public like this Chinese.

However, the gentlemen all admit defeat by betting, not to mention that they were in front of the "Wall Street Miracle". He handed the two checks to his youngest son and asked him to send them to Master Yuan.

Yuan Yan suddenly felt very unhappy when she saw the inventor's bad face. Although he had many similar "golden ideas" and had a lot of use in his mind, it would be better to exchange for some US dollars. But this time it was really cheap.

If he really spent some time working on it, these two "golden ideas" were more than 100,000 US dollars. And this old guy took such a big advantage and even showed him his face, as if he had taken advantage of him.

Is it really intolerable?!

He looked down at the two checks in his hand, sighed in his heart, and read two poems: Money is precious, and the price of slapping in the face is even higher...

Our Master Yuan walked up to George Baker again and asked, "Mr. Baker, I wonder if you can do me a favor?"

"Oh, what's the busy?"

He handed a check with both hands and said sincerely: "I want to ask you to help me transfer the 50,000 US dollars to..."

"Mr. Nikola Tesla! Just say that this is Mr. Edison's old debt to repay him..."

"Clang!"
Chapter completed!