Subtitle of this chapter: Entrepreneur's health and capitalist's conscience

"Clang!"

"Father, what's wrong with you?!"

Grandpa Baker and Master Yuan looked back and saw the great inventor lying on the sofa.

Louis Baker deserves to be a good young man on the left. Seeing this, he was very anxious and immediately rushed out of the smoking room and shouted loudly: "Come here, go and find a doctor! Mr. Edison fainted!"

George Baker did not visit his "friend", but lowered his voice and said to Yuan Yan: "Neo, this is 50,000 US dollars! Of course it is nothing to me, but I know it is definitely a big sum for you. Do you really want to give this huge sum to Mr. Tesla?"

Our Master Yuan also whispered: "Mr. Baker, I heard that this veritable scientific genius seems to be in a bad situation..."

In fact, Nikola Tesla's recent situation is not "not very good", but "very bad".

The turning point of his life was the Wardenclyffetower built on Long Island, New York in 1900... Well, this tower, which is 187 feet high, is a better-known name, the Tesla Electric Tower.

51% of the $150,000 investment in building the Warden Cliff Tower came from J-P-Morgan. However, Tesla concealed the truth from his big funder that the tower was not used to experiment with radio signals, but to verify his radio energy transmission theory.

A major mystery in the 20th century - the Tungusu Blast in 1908 is said to be caused by Tesla's Warden Clifft Tower radio energy transmission experiment.

So after Galimore Marconi completed the transatlantic radio transmission experiment in 1903, old Morgan stopped funding him. "coincidentally", in 1904, the US Patent Office awarded Marconi the patent related to the radio telegraph to Marconi instead of the real inventor Tesla.

After that, Tesla was getting worse. By 1920, he almost faded out of the public eye. The scientific genius, who owned more than 700 patents, was living on social relief funds at this time.

After that, something extremely humiliating happened to him. In order to "help" him, the American Institute of Electrical Engineers awarded Tesla a medal and a bonus, and the medal was called the "Edison Award".

He naturally did not go to receive the award, but fed pigeons in front of the New York Library that he had been facing. What's "funny" is that Thomas Edison attended the party in person with great enthusiasm. However, Nikola Tesla, who was forced by poverty, finally received the "Edison Medal" and the prize... (Author's note: The above information comes from the pbs TV documentary "Tesla's Autobiography")

Thinking of this, Yuan Yan, who was a little guilty of the great inventor who fainted on the ground, suddenly felt that she was cute. Since Thomas Edison could humiliate Nicholas Tesla so much, why can't he humiliate him in person?

What's more, to be honest, even if you do good deeds, you can humiliate others. Then the one who was humiliated must have a problem!

"I am a doctor! Where are the patients?"

"The patient is here!"

"This is... Mr. Thomas Edison? Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

"Well, my father was so excited just now that he fainted."

"Oh, then I'll use the sniffing salt first..."

"Ah Yeh!"

"Mr. Edison, do you know where you are?"

"I'm in New Jersey...fxck! I'm so angry!"

"He fainted again!"

"The air here is not good, let's carry him out first... Let's work hard together!"

He seemed to have not heard the chaos behind him at all, and said to Mr. Old Baker calmly: "We Cyris have an old proverb. Sending bright flowers to successful people living in gorgeous mansions is nothing but hypocritical flattery, and sending black charcoal to the hands of poor people in cold and broken houses is a real good deed!"

Hearing this proverb by Cyris, "Wall Street Miracle" was moved.

The old man didn't care about the chaos in the house. He sat upright and narrowed his old eyes, carefully looked at the young Chinese man in front of him, and finally said in a deep voice: "Mr. Neo-Yuan. You just let me see your wisdom, but now let me see your nobleness... Of course, the willfulness of you, the young man."

"I……"

"Neo, listen to me." Our Master Yuan was about to refute but was seriously interrupted by the old man who had always been gentle. "You have offended Thomas now. Are you not worried about his revenge?"

Yuan Yanshu asked back: "Mr. Baker, am I worried now that it is still useful?"

"Of course... it's useless." George Baker suddenly smiled, "Then I'll test you now, what should we do?"

"us……"

Our Master Yuan felt strange in his heart. This old man should have asked "What should you do?" How could he say "we"?

He looked at Mr. Baker, who seemed to be smiling, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind and thought of Mr. Jobs.

Since Mr. Qiao publicly admitted that he had pancreatic cancer, Apple's stock price has fluctuated with his condition. Every time he left his job for surgery, the stock price fell by at least 5%. In other words, the cancer cells in his body can evaporate the stock market value of hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars.

Edison and Apple have one thing in common, that is, both companies are built on the reputation and health of a key figure...

He blurted out: "We should short Edison's stock immediately!"

"Yeah!" George Baker nodded and continued to ask, "What?"

Our Master Yuan has never eaten... Well, that meat, and has also seen that run. As a master of economics, he said confidently: "Then close the position and go long. The First National Bank of New York should come forward to announce that its holding company Nypr is preparing to cooperate with Edison to jointly enter the radio broadcast industry and build the world's first real commercial radio station!"

Hearing that he said, Mr. Baker was even more satisfied, and he asked again, "So what?"

"Master Ball, is the market I created myself considered making money using the previous knowledge?"

"Host, I'm happy to inform you, it doesn't count!"

"So..." Yuan Yan suddenly took out another check worth 50,000 US dollars and handed it over with both hands, and said with a hint of shyness on her face, "So I think it's time to open an account in your bank!"

"Hahaha……"

"Hahaha……"

Two foxes, one old and one young, looked at each other and laughed.

After a while, the old fox stopped laughing and said seriously: "Neo, my office and the doors of my home are always open for you. Do you understand if you have anything to come to me directly? "

The little fox also replied very seriously: "Thank you, Mr. Baker."

He offended a great inventor, but was greatly appreciated by a great capitalist.

The gains and losses...is there any need to say?
Chapter completed!