America 1881: Legend of the West

"Quick! Catch him!" When Roosevelt saw the man who was wreaking havoc, he was the first to rush over without saying a word.

All the police followed.

When the man realized that his whereabouts had been exposed, he dropped the crowbar with a bang, turned around and ran away.

But he ignored one problem.

The factory has only one door.

After circling the power unit several times, the man brushed aside the police who were chasing him and ran against the wall toward the door.

However, when he looked up, he found a man standing at the door, motionless.

"Get out of the way!" the man shouted.

Chen Jianqiu had no intention of paying any attention to him.

The man gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and rushed over, aiming at the gap beside him.

Chen Jianqiu's figure did not move, but when the man approached, he flew up with a kick.

This kick was fast and accurate, hitting the man's chest.

The man felt that his chest was hit by a sledgehammer, his vision went dark, he fell to the ground on his back, his throat felt so sweet that he almost lost his breath.

Roosevelt and the police caught up.

The police chief glanced at the criminal lying on the ground, and then at Chen Jianqiu, who was bending over to dust his trouser legs.

"Still so good at fighting." Roosevelt clicked his tongue.

Chen Jianqiu has become much less aggressive in the past few years after having a son, and due to his status, he rarely takes action.

However, the effort on the legs and feet has not been lost at all.

He had used three to four points of strength in that kick just now, otherwise the man on the ground would have had at least four or five broken ribs.

He walked to the man's side, knelt down, and saw the man's face clearly.

Chen Jianqiu smiled.

Isn't this the assistant in Edison's laboratory, the engineer who invented the electric chair, Mr. Brown?

At this moment, he was pinned to the ground by two police officers. He was dizzy and had obviously not recovered his breath.

"Yo? Mr. Brown? Why is it you? I'm still planning to talk to you about electric chair distribution." Chen Jianqiu stared at Brown and said.

Brown breathed heavily, and after the stars finally stopped appearing in front of his eyes, when he saw Chen Jianqiu, the first words that came out of his mouth were:

“Direct current is God’s choice!”

Chen Jianqiu stood up and touched his nose.

Was your brain shocked by your own electric chair? What kind of neurosis is this? DC faith?

"I think you might be more troublesome to us by cutting the wires." Chen Jianqiu commented on Brown's sabotage.

Unexpectedly, the engineer suddenly burst out laughing:

"Chen, you're screwed! I just broke three generators! If you hadn't come quickly, the fourth one would have been gone!"

Chen Jianqiu frowned:

"I can't tell you are quite destructive! Just use that one?" He glanced at the crowbar thrown on the ground not far away.

"Hey, do you think I can only study the electric chair?" Brown stared at Chen Jianqiu viciously, "I have already thoroughly studied your generator! Do you think I can't build it? I just don't want to!"

"There are less than two hours from now to the opening ceremony. Your engineers are all repairing in the north, and that bastard Tesla is over there. Let me see what you do! Hahaha, cough, cough."

Brown laughed maniacally again.

But this smile touched the painful nerves in his chest, triggering a violent cough.

Chen Jianqiu took out his pocket watch and took a look.

Brown is right.

There were less than two hours before President Cleveland would flip that switch.

It would take nearly an hour just to walk from the north to the south, let alone report the news now.

"It seems it's too late to repair." Chen Jianqiu nodded.

"In this world-famous expo, AC equipment suppliers led by Roswell actually dropped the chain. Haha, haha, cough, cough, it's really embarrassing! Haha!"

Although Brown's face was pale, he was still smiling nervously.

"You seem to be nervous." Chen Jianqiu looked very concerned about Brown's condition.

"You'd better worry about your own generator, yellow man!" Brown's face showed the joy of success.

He even started to taunt: "Think of a solution quickly! Otherwise, you and that Serbian scumbag will go bankrupt!"

"Do you know what you are doing?" Roosevelt looked at Brown seriously. "You are ruining an opening ceremony that has cost countless people their efforts."

"It may revive the confidence of many Americans who are in trouble, and it may also bring hope to many businesses that are on the verge of bankruptcy." Roosevelt felt sad, "But do you destroy it just because you can't get it? "

"Hey, police officer, don't talk nonsense. This matter has nothing to do with General Motors. It's just my personal behavior." Brown said proudly.

The air was stagnant.

Neither Roosevelt nor Chen Jianqiu knew what to say.

There's something really wrong with this guy's brain.

Not only is he crazy, he's stupid.

Roosevelt's words were originally spoken unintentionally, without any other specific reference, but in the end, this dear man made a mistake on his own.

"Anyway, I've done what I should do. Just wait and make a fool of yourself!" Brown looked at Chen Jianqiu provocatively.

"Is there anything else I can do?" Roosevelt walked up to Chen Jianqiu and asked.

He also did not want the United States to be embarrassed in front of visitors from all over the world at the opening ceremony of this expo.

Chen Jianqiu shook his head.

"He didn't withdraw! Just wait to die! Ouch!" Brown was still mocking, but the police officer next to him couldn't stand it anymore and punched him in the stomach to shut him up.

However, Chen Jianqiu didn't seem anxious at all.

He turned and walked to the door of the factory and glanced in the direction of the bridge.

About ten minutes later, several carriages appeared at the bridgehead. The driver was Kou Yongsheng, who had been assigned a task before.

Engineer Kou Da was surprised when he saw Chen Jianqiu standing at the door of the factory from a distance.

"The boss asked me to bring the generator here, so am I here to supervise the work myself?"

He was a little glad that he wasn't lazy.

The generators on the carriage were prepared by Roswell Electric Company for this exhibition and were ready to be sold at the exhibition. When Chen Jianqiu asked him to transport them over, he was still a little distressed.

They are all brand new generators.

"Hurry and carry it in."

When Kou Yongsheng and others pushed the generator into the factory door, Chen Jianqiu stood at the door and said.

"Go and replace the broken ones inside. Be quick." He followed the cart and walked in.

Brown's eyes widened.

Damn it, why is there a backup generator here at this point?
"You know my plan?!" He looked at Chen Jianqiu in disbelief.

"I don't know." Boss Chen spread his hands with an innocent face, "God knows you are so perverted and crazy."

"Then why did you send someone to prepare a generator in advance?" Brown looked a little unwilling.

Chen Jianqiu bent down and patted Brown's face as if he was teaching a little brother a lesson:

"We have an old saying, 'Be prepared, be prepared'. I will have a plan for any situation that arises."

"But this case has nothing to do with you. It's just to prevent the generator from malfunctioning. Four generators have also been shipped to the North District."

"No! This doesn't make sense, I..." Brown began to struggle again like a madman.

Chen Jianqiu pouted at Roosevelt.

"Take him away!" Roosevelt showed his majesty.

The police officer beat Brown again until he was escorted out the door obediently.

Kou Yongsheng hurriedly took his men to remove the AC motors and began to replace the damaged ones.

Chen Jianqiu is confident enough in their abilities.

He left the factory and walked towards the central square.

As the sky gradually darkened, more and more people gathered in the Expo Park Square.

Various politicians and celebrities also began to appear below the opening ceremony stage.

Here, an inner circle is surrounded by a silk ribbon and covered with a gorgeous carpet.

Only the real upper class people will be invited to enter here.

They are dressed formally or elegantly, communicating or chatting with each other.

Chen Jianqiu saw little Astor.

At this time, he was communicating with President Cleveland.

He soon saw Chen Jianqiu and waved his hands excitedly.

Chen Jianqiu came in front of the two of them.

"I've seen you before." President Cleveland looked Chen Jianqiu up and down and extended his hand to him, "Mr. Chen."

He remembered this man, who had once saved his life when he was a presidential elector.

But I rarely saw him after that.

Chen Jianqiu shook his hand and smiled at him.

The three of them chatted briefly for a while.

It was clear that President Cleveland was somewhat distracted.

The division of the Democratic Party and the collapse of the stock market have made him extremely anxious.

If he had not been invited to attend the opening ceremony of the expo in advance, he would probably not have been in the mood to be here.

"I'm sorry, you two. It's almost time. I have to get ready to go on stage." Cleveland glanced at his pocket watch, said goodbye to the two, and walked towards the stage.

"I guess he won't have many good days left."

Looking at Cleveland's back, Little Astor whispered to Chen Jianqiu.

"The Democratic Party is a bunch of useless people. I plan to follow my family's tradition and support the Republican Party again."

Chen Jianqiu turned his head, glanced at Little Astor, and said teasingly:
"Your political beliefs are pretty flexible, eh?"

"It's better than having someone like you who has no political beliefs." Little Astor was not to be outdone, "You can't just keep silent, can you?"

Chen Jianqiu turned his head and found Theodore Roosevelt who was still maintaining order in the crowd.

"I am also prepared to support the Republican Party." He smiled.

Cleveland took the stage.

He gave a bland speech, the general content of which was to hope that everyone could regain confidence and face difficulties. However, the audience did not seem to buy it.

They are used to it.

If Cleveland's government had been competent, it would not have been in such a mess a few months ago.

The president's lengthy speech finally ended, and the sky had already darkened.

Cleveland walked to a platform half a person's height.

There is a red button on it.

The president pushed the button.

Hundreds of thousands of light bulbs in the garden lit up at the same time, illuminating the night sky of the Expo as bright as day.

They are like a dazzling galaxy or jade trees and silver flowers, which make visitors intoxicated.

Everything looks bright.

Just like the future that the owners of these generators and light bulbs will bring to this country.