75: Chapter 75 A groundbreaking supercar is born!

Facts proved that the speculation of The New York Times was completely correct.

Those tabloids madly smearing Lin Tian indeed had European powers secretly fueling the flames behind them.

The astonishing efficacy of the miracle drug Sulfonamide had long since spread throughout Europe via telegraph.

Although transoceanic transport took time and Europe had not yet received samples, the top brass of various countries knew clearly in their hearts that this was absolutely an epoch-making miracle drug.

In this current era, Pasteur's germ theory ruled the entire medical field.

European and American biologists and chemists were all convinced that human illness was entirely caused by bacterial invasion.

The viral theory Lin Tian had previously put forward was not believed by anyone at all because it could not be verified through experiments.

Therefore, even a blind man could see what a broad-spectrum antibacterial miracle drug capable of killing the vast majority of bacteria meant to old Europe.

A group of European politicians and capitalists hiding behind the scenes then paid off tabloids, desperately promoting free licensing in an attempt to get something for nothing.

Unless Lin Tian had water in his brain, who would hand over such a cash cow to others?

Seeing that the conspiracy had not succeeded, the Royal Society, the French Academy of Sciences, and even the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences changed their tune, sending official invitations to Lin Tian, inviting him to Europe for academic exchange.

Over the years, Lin Tian had received quite a few invitations from Europe, but this was the first time more than a dozen top scientific research institutions had issued invitations simultaneously.

Lin Tian was actually a bit tempted, calculating whether or not to make a trip to Europe.

After all, considering the cost of transoceanic transport, he would definitely have to build several pharmaceutical branch factories in Europe in the future.

This would inevitably involve dealing with old-school European aristocrats.

This bunch of aristocrats were all people who would eat you alive without spitting out the bones; if he showed even the slightest flaw, he could be swallowed whole, skin and all.

"Wait a few more years!"

Lin Tian made up his mind. It would not be too late to expand into the European market after the Lin Group grew stronger and the foundation of the home base was completely secured.

As Sulfonamide sold out every day, Lin Tian was making a fortune.

In hospitals all across the USA, there was only one principle recognized now.

If you encountered a bacterial infection, as long as you had money in your pocket, one injection of Sulfonamide would show immediate results.

If you couldn't pay? Sorry, you could only be pushed into the morgue to wait for death.

In the eyes of doctors, Sulfonamide was equivalent to a chance at survival.

Lin Tian's pharmaceutical factory ran around the clock every day, yet it still couldn't keep up with the supply.

Even Rockefeller, hearing the news, specifically called, his tone revealing undisguised envy:

"Lin Tian, can I exchange some shares of Standard Oil for a few shares of the Umbrella Laboratory in your hands?"

Hearing this, Lin Tian was stunned.

To tell the truth, the growth momentum of Standard Oil over these years was even fiercer than the Lin family's industries.

Rockefeller had expanded the overseas market to Western Europe and the Qing Dynasty.

Relying on advanced refining techniques, Standard Oil's kerosene completely crushed European goods, seizing more than half of the European market.

In the Qing Dynasty, Rockefeller was even more generous with his spending.

He gave away millions of cheap kerosene lamps for free, forcing the common people to pay for his kerosene.

Relying on these rogue tactics, Standard Oil gradually expanded its business throughout Asia and even the whole world.

A few years ago, Rockefeller established the first overseas branch—the Anglo-American Oil Company, quickly monopolizing the British market.

Immediately after, he established the German-American Oil Company in Germany.

He also built a large oil transfer station in the Netherlands, taking over the entire crude oil supply for France.

By now, Standard Oil already controlled eighty-eight percent of the oil refining output in the USA.

It wouldn't be long before the automotive industry exploded, and by then, the global demand for oil would surely skyrocket.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't tempted.

But after careful calculation, Lin Tian still flatly refused.

The technology in the Umbrella Laboratory was equally invaluable; even reducing the shares by 0.1 percent would result in immeasurable future losses.

Rockefeller was not angry at all after being rejected.

He himself was a tyrant who liked to kick partners out, so he naturally understood Lin Tian's approach.

Having been able to get twenty percent of the laboratory's shares for one million dollars back then, Rockefeller had long been secretly happy about it.

He knew that at the time, Bruce was partly doing it for Elizabeth's sake, and partly to find a big backer to ward off the hungry wolves outside.

Rockefeller laughed and changed the subject on the phone:

"Bruce, little John has been talking about you every day recently. He says he has mastered the Chinese Kung Fu you taught him. Laura is also looking forward to you coming over as a guest!"

"Uncle Rockefeller, please tell little John that I will personally check his homework. If he has practiced well, I will teach him another set of martial arts. As for Aunt Laura, I will definitely find time to visit!"

In fact, the two estates were separated only by the Hudson River, and it took only ten minutes to drive there.

It was just that he had been busy making money recently and hadn't managed to visit.

Hanging up the phone, the image of little John, who used to always run behind him, flashed through Lin Tian's mind.

This second-generation Rockefeller, who would one day want to find a balance between oil and philanthropy, was still just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

Lin Tian raised the corners of his mouth and couldn't help but smile.

In the blink of an eye, it was the weekend.

Night fell.

A black lins model t with elegant lines pulled up steadily outside the gate of the Morgan estate.

The surrounding well-dressed gentlemen and socialites all stared blankly.

Compared to this gorgeously styled car, the old imported European cars parked on the side of the road looked simply like a pile of scrap metal.

"God bless! What brand of car is this? The styling is too beautiful, where can I buy one?" a gentleman exclaimed loudly.

"Exactly! Compared to this broken German car of mine, it's like heaven and earth!"

Another rich man, who had just spent a high price of five thousand dollars to get his car, looked full of annoyance.

If he had known there was such a good car, he would have bought it without hesitation even if the price were double.

Amidst a chorus of exclamations, Bruce pushed open the car door with Anna and Elizabeth, and stepped out of the car.

"It's Mr. Bruce!"

"Good heavens, that's Rockefeller's youngest daughter, Elizabeth!"

"And Edison's eldest daughter!"

The guests were shocked.

No one expected that Lin Tian would bring the daughters of Rockefeller and Edison to attend Morgan's cocktail party.

It was an open secret in New York's upper circles that Morgan and Rockefeller were at daggers drawn.

The two families were even at daggers drawn regarding the political parties they supported; Morgan threw money at the Democratic Party, while Rockefeller staunchly protected the Republican Party.

The two pretty girls walked arm in arm with Lin Tian, one on the left and one on the right, toward the estate gate.

"Mr. Lin Tian, may I ask where you bought your car?" someone asked boldly.

"That's right, which European country did this new model come from?"

"Can you leave the manufacturer's contact information? I want to custom-order one right away!"

Hearing the questions from the crowd, Bruce and the two girls looked at each other and all laughed.

Lin Tian turned his head and announced loudly: "Everyone, this lins model t is not a European product! It is a domestic car designed and manufactured by the laboratory under my name, and it has not yet officially gone into mass production!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding wealthy merchants were all stunned.

They never expected that just as cars were emerging in Europe, someone in the USA had actually created something even better!

Everyone was even more in awe of Lin Tian's laboratory to the extreme.

Having just produced the miracle drug Sulfonamide, which was comparable to gold, in the blink of an eye, he was now crossing over into the automotive industry.

The speed at which this kid made money was simply faster than a money-printing machine!

The financial tycoons who ran banks and insurance companies were extremely depressed.

Lin Tian took out his invitation and handed it to the doorman.

After verifying its authenticity, the doorman immediately and respectfully invited the three of them into the estate gate.