I was the Founding Father of the United States

Chapter 76 Robin Metal

After the carriage stopped, Chen Wenbin looked at the twenty or thirty "gentlemen" standing in line under the porch to take shelter from the rain, and two guards in black uniforms carrying short batons to maintain order, and asked, "...Who are those people? Are they here to look for jobs at the company?"

"That's right!"

John Adams said proudly, "Sir, I've heard that you're recruiting artisans and doctors for spinning machine factories, pharmacies, and hospitals. Artisans and doctors in London are scrambling to join us!"

Later, Mr. Morris came up with an idea: he registered everyone and then only interviewed fifty people each day, which finally dispersed the crowd… Sir, let’s get off the bus!

"Um."

Chen Wenbin nodded, and for some reason thought of the interviews at those big internet companies... Perhaps some talented people could be found among these people in line.

The four men alighted from the carriage, and a tall, young guard immediately came forward, bowing respectfully and removing his hat to greet Boss Chen.

"Good day, Mr. Robin!"

Chen Wenbin sized up the young man, who had typical blond hair, blue eyes, and Germanic features. Feeling he looked vaguely familiar, he asked, "Do you know me?"

The young guard grinned and said, "Sir! I am Christian Logue. I met you before at the Mayfair mansion when I accompanied Master Scott!"

"Oh! It's you!"

Chen Wenbin remembered that this guy was one of the underlings Edward brought with him when he came to question him that day; he must be one of Scott's "retainers".

Of course, from Boss Chen's perspective, Christian should be considered a retainer of the maternal relatives... In short, he's one of their own.

"...Well done!"

Chen Wenbin patted him on the shoulder, "Mr. Roger, how much is your monthly salary now?"

"3 pounds 5 shillings!"

Christian straightened his back proudly. "God bless you! I earn more working for you than I do on the battlefield!"

"Then starting next month, your salary will increase to £5!"

Chen Wenbin casually bought a horse bone, saying, "I admire people who are loyal to their duties!"

"...Thank you! Thank you so much, Mr. Robin! God bless you!"

Christian thanked him excitedly. This sudden pay rise of almost two pounds meant he could send more money home each month, and perhaps even bring his wife and children to England…

Chen Wenbin waved his hand and strode into the hall, not caring about such a trivial matter at all.

After a while.

In the manager's office on the second floor, John Morris, the acting manager of Providence's London branch, handed a document to Chen Wenbin, who was sitting behind an oak desk, and introduced it: "...Boss, these are some factory sites we are currently interested in."

Mr. Scott believes we should prioritize the 20-acre plot recommended by Congressman Mavibair, as it costs only a third of the average land price in the area and would resolve the land acquisition issue quickly.

"...We'll leave that aside for now!"

Chen Wenbin quickly glanced at the plots of land and found that they were either in remote locations or small in size. He simply closed the file and asked, "Where are Mr. Scott, Sean, and Samuel? Did they go to City Hall again?"

John Morris nodded and said, "Mr. Scott and Mr. Adams have identified the buildings and land needed for Robin Hospital and Medical School on Great Portland Street, as per your request, but because it exceeds the budget, they hope to obtain financial grants from the council and city hall."

Chen Wenbin thought for a moment and then instructed, "When they return, tell them not to force London's support. Buy the land and houses as soon as possible. I want everything to be ready before March."

Also, the addresses of all the pharmacies in London need to be finalized as soon as possible. If you can buy a house, don't rent. If you don't have enough money, ask Mary for it!

"Yes, boss!" Morris quickly replied.

Upon hearing this, John Adams, who was sitting to the side, immediately reminded him: "Sir, you will be purchasing mansions and estates in England, which will require a lot of cash. Moreover, Robin Hospital and Medical School are of great significance to London, so London must provide us with ample financial support!"

Otherwise, why would we set up hospitals and medical schools in London?

Wouldn't Cambridgeshire and Oxfordshire welcome us to open hospitals and medical schools there?

"Little Adams is right!"

Franklin immediately chimed in, "Robin, we must fight for as much funding as possible! We are protecting the health of all Londoners, how can the City Hall and Council not contribute?"

You're about to become a baron-de-British, you need to be tough!

Chen Wenbin shrugged and said, "It's precisely because I'm about to be granted a title that I don't want to cause any trouble during this time... But what you said makes sense, so how about this!"

Benjamin, you're the PR manager for Robin Hospital and Pharmacy, so this is your job. Get Samuel and Scott out of the picture and work with Maurice on the PUIC fundraising.

"I'm fine."

Franklin thought for a moment and agreed immediately. He had accumulated a wealth of experience in verbally abusing people while lobbying the British Parliament, which was much simpler than calling for a halt to tax increases on North America in the British Parliament or pushing for funding for Robin Hospital and Medical School in the London City Council!

He had already come up with a plan to use the membership-based sanatorium system that Chen Wenbin implemented at Robin City Hospital to get those city councilors to allocate funds obediently.

If you don't vote in favor, you and your family can forget about becoming members of Robin's Sanatorium in the future... Health is your own, but funds belong to the public. Any normal person knows how to choose.

John Morris continued his report: "...Boss, the patent for the Jenna spinning machine has not yet been approved by Parliament, but some craftsmen are already making and selling copies."

I believe we can pay the navigation regulations tax and assemble and sell the inventory of spinning machine parts, which would bring in some funds.

Chen Wenbin did not object, but instead asked, "So what price do you want to sell it for? There are already people on the market selling rough new spinning machines for less than fifteen pounds. Should we lower our price to twenty pounds?"

John Morris frowned. "...Fifteen pounds is too low! We can't fight a price war with them. But the patent rights..."

"That's a problem I'm responsible for solving!"

Chen Wenbin interrupted him directly, stood up and looked at the rain scene outside the window, and said calmly: "If nothing unexpected happens, after this financing meeting, the company will be able to obtain the British patent rights. Although we will have to give up 35% of the shares, it is worth it."

When the time comes, those new shareholders will sue all the imitators into bankruptcy for their own benefit!

Of course, they can't completely ban imitators, but the profits and dividends they earn are enough for us to start a new business!

He turned to John Morris, Franklin, and John Adams, and said calmly, "I am preparing to establish a new company independent of PUIC, which can be called Robin Metals."

It will be responsible for researching new technologies and products, applying for patents, and then earning profits in cooperation with PUIC through patent licensing and patent revenue sharing.

The specific model involves the new company providing the technology, PUIC being responsible for production and sales, and the two companies appropriately cross-holding shares... Three new products are tentatively planned: the Diana sewing machine, the King's spring carriage, and the spring gravity scale.

What do you guys think?