Chapter 11: Still need to make money
After returning home and putting the money away, Zhang Feng ignored the two women's whispers, went to the study, closed the door, and quietly thought about his future career development.

Zhang Feng originally planned to buy land and build a manor, but later he planned to buy a farm in the suburbs. Firstly, he would have more freedom, the house could be built bigger, and the vegetables and meat he ate would be specially supplied, making him a true privileged class. Secondly, he could also recruit and train bodyguards, which would be convenient whether it was to protect his family or to have more manpower to do things for him.

But if that happens, the little money he has now won't be enough, and he still needs money to expand KFC. He thought of the economic crisis in 1929, the Great Depression in the United States, which was written in the history book of junior high school. The most impressive thing was that the capitalists diverted all the milk into the Mississippi River, dyeing the river white. What a beast, and then thought that he might be like this in the future, forget it, don't curse, lest it backfire.

In this case, Zhang Feng decided to wait and rent a bigger house before the child was born. When the economic crisis came, he could buy land at a low price and build a big house.

Thinking of this, he remembered that the economy was very hot before the Great Depression, so he decided to keep part of the money to open the KFC chain and then invest the rest of the money in the stock market. He would do the same with the money he got from Howard Hughes later.

Working in the industry is still too tiring, there are too many things to worry about, and the money comes in too slowly. However, Zhang Feng feels that the capital is still too little, and is wondering if he can find another business that makes money faster.

He now looks like the Burmese A-share investors in his previous life. He invested little, and when he made money, he only made a little, which was not satisfying, so he borrowed money to invest. Or after losing money, his principal became less, and he felt it was too difficult to make a profit, so he kept adding leverage to cover his position.

In short, you keep investing, but you don't make any money. Instead, you keep getting ripped off. But you are just greedy. If you can't make a big profit in one go, you feel you have lost money. Your eagerness for quick success and instant benefits is fully demonstrated. If not you, who will be ripped off?

However, he is now addicted to the state of Myanmar A in his previous life, and no one can pull him back. Just like every time he is cut off, he calms down, decides to correct himself, and finally rushes into the abyss as always.

Fortunately, this time is different. He is the one who got the inside information and can make a fortune by relying on his foresight. If he invests less, he will really regret it. However, he is still a little sober and knows that he cannot make too much, otherwise it will definitely be confiscated by Guo You according to the law. After all, he is alone and a yellow-skinned Chinese. Even if he uses Getrie Garbo as a layer of isolation, it is better to be cautious.

After sorting out his thoughts, Zhang Feng began to search for the limited knowledge in his mind. He patted his head and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He thought of the sulfa drugs and penicillin that the protagonist used to make money in the time-travel novels he had read before.

Before the advent of sulfonamide, Western medicine had great difficulty dealing with inflammation, especially epidemic meningitis, pneumonia, sepsis, etc., because there was no specific medicine.

In 1932, German chemists synthesized a red dye called "Prontosil", which contained some disinfecting ingredients and was used sporadically to treat diseases such as erysipelas. However, in experiments, it had no obvious bactericidal effect in test tubes, so it did not attract the attention of the medical community.

In the same year, German biochemist Gerhard Dumac discovered during experiments that Prontosil had a high efficacy in treating mice infected with hemolytic streptococci. Later, he conducted experiments on rabbits and dogs, all of which were successful. At this time, his daughter was suffering from streptococcal septicemia and was dying. In his anxiety, he decided to use Prontosil, and his daughter was saved.

The strange thing is that Prontosil can kill streptococci only in vivo, but not in test tubes. Trefoel and his colleagues at the Pasteur Institute in Paris concluded that Prontosil must have turned into something else in the body that was effective against bacteria. So they set out to analyze the active ingredients of Prontosil and decomposed it into "sulfonamide". In fact, someone had synthesized this compound as early as 1908, but unfortunately its medical value was not discovered at that time.

Zhang Feng decided to start a pharmaceutical company first, and planned to find someone to make sulfonamide first. As for penicillin, there was no rush, as it was invented later and there was still a lot of time and space. Moreover, making too many good things at once would easily arouse suspicion and jealousy. He just wanted to live a stable life in a foreign country, so he didn't jump too much. The pharmaceutical industry is not bad, and it makes money just like arms. It is easier to get started than the arms industry now, and the restrictions are not so big. It will slowly develop in the future, and it will also support the strength of a family, Zhang Feng thought.

Zhang Feng took out a piece of white paper from the drawer and wrote down his thoughts:
1. Rent a big house, hire some bodyguards, and spend the next few years

2. Continue to open KFC chain stores
3. Invest in the stock market

4. Open a pharmaceutical company and hire someone to research sulfa drugs

"Well, these are basically the four more urgent and important things." Zhang Feng nodded and said to himself.

Putting the written things back into the drawer, Zhang Feng stretched himself, then opened the bedroom door and walked out. He saw two girls

People were still talking there.

"Qin Qingning, hurry up and buy some groceries and cook, it's almost lunch time." Zhang Feng was a little hungry after being busy all morning, so he interrupted their conversation. "Oh, okay, boss." Qin Qingning's face flushed immediately. She might not have adapted to her new role yet, and even forgot about the cooking time, so she quickly replied.

"Let me go with you, Qingning. I've been at home all morning and feel a bit bored. I'd like to go out for a walk too." Gertari Garbo also said.

Finally, the three of them went downstairs together. Zhang Feng was still a little worried about the two of them being together, and he was fine now, so he decided to go together.

"Well, dear, why is there a car parked here? I've never seen it before." When she walked downstairs, Getri Garbo saw the Ford car and asked curiously.

"Oh, this was given to me by Howard Hughes today. Last time he said that after the movie Silk Stockings we worked on together made some money, he would give me a car. Today I went to talk to him about something, so I drove it back. It wasn't too expensive, so I accepted it. By the way, I'll teach you and Qing Ning how to drive when I have time. After you learn, you can drive whenever you go out." Zhang Feng explained.

"Howard Hughes is such a good man. I will thank him next time I see him. It was beautiful this time." Gretchen Garbo said with a smile.

Afterwards, the three of them did not continue talking about the car. They all knew that Zhang Feng had made a lot of money from KFC and movie stockings, so a car was nothing to them now.

Because they lived very close to the vegetable market, they didn't drive. If it was far away, Zhang Feng would not feel comfortable with Qin Qingning going to buy vegetables alone. After all, this is America.

The three of them picked and chose at the vegetable market, buying cabbage, tomatoes, a large steak, and more than ten eggs. Beef is Zhang Feng's staple food. He has to eat at least one pound of beef in one meal to ensure his body's consumption. This is the disadvantage of having too much muscle.

After lunch, Qin Qingning was washing dishes in the kitchen, while Zhang Feng and Geteli Jiabao were sitting on the sofa in the living room to rest.

Zhang Feng tilted his head and rested it on Getri Garbo's legs, with his ear pressed against her belly, listening to the sounds of the baby in her belly.

In the morning, Zhang Feng felt a headache when thinking about his future development. He wanted to give up and lie down immediately. Even if he continued to make money under the current circumstances, it would be enough for him to spend. However, he still had some fantasies that had been erased from his previous life. He wanted to try what it felt like to be a superior person. Moreover, the opportunity was in front of him. Now he could feel the movement of his child. He felt that he could work harder. After all, who doesn't want to be a rich second-generation child from birth?

The overbearing president in the novel returns to his 2.4 million mansion in a Rolls-Royce. All roads lead to Rome, but the young master was born in Rome. Seeing the young master so lively and happy, his eyes full of curiosity about poverty, the old slave is also happy from the bottom of his heart. The young master asked his father who were those people outside, and his father said they were NPCs. The young master lost his worries at a young age, and he was not qualified to drive screws since he was a child. The roadblocks he passed all started at one million, and the young master had to go slowly, which scared the old slave into sweating. The biggest hurdle he overcame was climbing onto the Rolls-Royce, the heaviest thing he pulled was a pair of ponytails, and the biggest cry he had ever had was just iced American coffee. Don't be anxious, everyone here, you can drive this car if you study hard. My uncle graduated from graduate school and is now working as a driver for the young master. At that moment, I understood the meaning of studying.

Zhang Feng somehow recalled these words in his mind, and he suddenly felt a great sense of responsibility. Forget it, he might as well suffer a little. So many children in the future must not suffer with him. He must let them be born in Rome and ride on the heads of cattle and horses.

While Zhang Feng was daydreaming, Getafe was stroking Zhang Feng's head with both hands. As he was thinking, Zhang Feng fell into the land of tenderness, er, dreamland.

The next day, Zhang Feng drove out and came to a building in the city center. He wanted to rent three offices first to serve as the office space for his three companies in the near future.

Yes, he plans to set up three companies, a KFC, recruit a manager to open chain stores; a pharmaceutical company
A company responsible for selling the sulfa drugs developed subsequently; and an investment company, which is currently mainly used to invest in the stock market.

The building that Zhang Feng is now in is the second tallest building in downtown Los Angeles, the Los Angeles Rice Insurance Building, which has 20 floors. America started building skyscrapers very early.

At the beginning of the 20th century, the "Metropolitan Life Insurance Company Building" in New York was 50 stories high and 206 meters high. It was completed in 1909 and was the world's first skyscraper with a height of over 200 meters.

Zhang Feng walked into the building and explained his purpose to a staff member. Without any pretense or slapping himself in the face, he was quickly taken to an office in the back, where he was received by a middle-aged man who looked like a manager.

(End of this chapter)