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Marvel Fanfiction

All marvel fics by me will be compiled here in different volumes. Due to some Asian language characters in this novel , it's gotten restricted. You can't vote for it . I will slowly move this stories to another novel called ' Marvel Fanfiction Compilation ' and they will be only updated there

Webnovel_Addicted · Anime & Comics
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Located in Brooklyn, New York, Howlett Machinery Experimental Factory is a place that makes many people in the industry feel curious and confused.

  This factory has been established for six or seven years. It is extremely luxurious from the land occupation to the facilities, but it has never produced any products.

  The Howlett family has a complete industrial chain in North America, complete with mineral raw materials, smelting, casting, military and civilian machinery and equipment, but this factory with the best equipment has never seen anything made.

  The security has been strict since it was built. The owner of the Howlett family, Mr. James Howlett, will spend most of his time here as long as he is in North America.

   "So this is considered a success, the 'reciprocating piston' you said?"

  James spoke to a black-haired white man with a high nose bridge in a slightly louder voice, and he immediately asked, "Can this use gasoline? You know gasoline, right?"

"Mr. Howlett, I, I know, but that kind of fuel has just been verified and perfected the combustion theory, and there is no machine that can actually be used." The man's English accent is heavy, he sounds like a German, and he speaks slowly stutter.

He seemed to feel that James looked a little disappointed, and he couldn't help but hastily added: "But, but sir, this machine is the first internal combustion engine that has completed a double piston. It now uses gas and can reach 4.4 horsepower. It runs very smoothly and is the current power. And the highest thermal efficiency!"

James' expression moved slightly, and he said a few words of encouragement. The German man was a little eager to show that his English had improved a lot recently, and continued: "Thank you very much for providing me with such good conditions in the past two years. investment, the machine is likely to be delayed by more than a decade."

   "Mr. Otto, you don't need to be modest. This is entirely the result of the hard work of you and the engineers and technicians, but this can be better. In the future, you should focus more on the research on the use of gasoline in internal combustion engines."

  James sent many people to Europe when the factory was still under construction, searching for engineers and scientists in mechanical manufacturing research in Britain, Germany, France and other places.

They lured them to the United States with a lot of money and boasting. In fact, it was not easy. At that time, Europe and the United States had an ugly dispute over tariff issues, and the United States was on the eve of civil strife. It did not have many technologies. Everyone is willing to come.

Most of them just hold the mentality of taking a sum of money to come and have a look, but when they arrive, they see such complete hardware and relaxed and favorable environment and treatment, most of them decide to stay, and a few still want to return to China. He didn't go back either, the family members were directly taken over by James half-coaxed and half-coaxed, and stayed in New York just like that.

The German mechanical engineer Otto likes this mechanical experiment factory from the bottom of his heart. They only need to continue to promote some theoretical or imaginary mechanical creation research experiments according to their own research direction. The best equipment, materials and labor will be given here. .

  Occasionally, Mr. Howlett will give you some research directions, such as the combination of pure silver and ammunition, or the use of new fuels.

  James certainly hopes that some technological creations in his memory can be developed quickly, but for these cutting-edge professional problems, all he can do is find people and invest money.

   Fortunately, the property of the Howlett family is now enough to afford the waywardness and preferences of the head of the family.

"Master, Mr. Vernon wants to see you and has been waiting outside for more than two hours." Mr. Tom Wedell is now imitating the way James is called by the Howlett family. A member of the Lite family, not just a small partner.

   "Huh Fernon? Oh, it's the Frenchman who helped us build the factory a few years ago. I can't remember his last name. What is he doing here?" James asked a little strangely.

  Boss Tom has got rid of his identity as the owner of a mechanical foundry in Canada these years. Now he is the foreign business manager of the Howlett family, the most powerful industrial giant in North America.

  He took out the silk square scarf in the breast pocket of his suit, quickly swept the dust that didn't exist on James's body, and said in a relaxed voice: "I just hope that we can let him participate in the project in the south."

  James nodded, Tom hurriedly waved to the secretary next to him, and the secretary contacted the factory security team to let people in. The security personnel of the experimental factory are all in charge of those who James personally trained in Howlett's old house.

"Mr. Howlett! Mr. Howlett! Great to see you at last!" Boss Herbert Fernon ran forward at a speed that was out of proportion to his size. James shook hands with him shallowly. He made a move, and greeted him warmly.

   "Is there something for Mr. Fernon to come here on purpose? I'm sorry I was a little busy in there just now. I didn't know you were here."

"It's okay! It's okay! I happened to be passing by and saw your carriage. I haven't seen you for several years. Your appearance hasn't changed at all." Fernon spoke enthusiastically, but James' appearance did not change much. In the past two years, I have consciously dressed more maturely, and I have grown some beards appropriately, otherwise I would look no different from a boy in his early twenties.

James responded with a few words, glanced at Tom, and Mr. Wedell, who had some understanding, hurriedly took over Fenon's words, and signaled that Master James had something to leave in a hurry, and Fernon couldn't help but said: "That's right, I heard that You have a new construction project to start on your side, so thought"

"You can tell Tom about these things. You have participated in a lot of construction projects at Howlett's house, and I have the trust." James agreed with Boss Fernon amicably. The underground structure of the manor is really good. James is still very satisfied with training and practicing in it all these years.

   "No no no!"

Fei Nong waved his big thick hands, and said with some trepidation: "Your project is entrusted to me, and it must be of the best and highest standard, and you don't need to pay for it! You just have to see if you can let me participate in Haoli In the business of the Te family, let me buy a little bit of shares and the like."

  James suddenly realized, looked at Boss Fernon with a half-smile, and said apologetically, "Thank you for your attention to Howlett's family, but my place is a family business, so I don't have any thoughts about it yet."

   After finishing speaking, he signaled that he still had something urgent to do, and walked towards the carriage. Tom at the side consciously grabbed Boss Fernon and chattered nonsense.

  The carriage drove to a high-end clothing store on Queen Street, where O'Hara was trying on a new dress. In the evening, they were going to the White House to have dinner with the Lincolns.

  Mr. President still has a lot to say to James. The private time at the banquet that night was too short.

  Through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the store door, James smiled happily as he looked at O'Hara, who was trying on an off-white dress.