America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 244 Cross the river and demolish the bridge
"Snapped."

A cloud of dust was blown up by the wind brought by the document being slapped on the table, and it was particularly conspicuous under the sunlight shining through the door.

"Mr. Peller! Our tank truck was stolen again! This is the third time this month!" Meyer tried to control his emotions, but his voice already sounded like a yell.

For this kind of accusation, Pyler has become accustomed to it.

"I warned you, Mr. Meyer. Don't go that way, or your guards don't sleep!" he replied, calmly.

After the demise of the Santa Cruz gang, the number of thefts in Lincolnshire dropped by more than half, but he couldn't stop the oil truck being stolen ten kilometers away from Lincolnshire.

"But! If we change the route, we will have to make a big detour, and the cost will increase a lot!" Meyer said.

It's fine if there is no railway. If the horse-drawn oil tanker has to detour, the refinery will really not be able to operate.

In fact, Pile still wanted to help the foreigner in front of him, but this was beyond his ability.

Miles on the side expressed it more directly: "There is nothing we can do to help. By the way, don't you have your own armed guards?"

Meyer smiled wryly.

The Captain Lynch who came with him, who was in charge of the safety of the oil refinery, was bewitched by some kind of demon. From that day on, he seemed not to be thinking about protecting the assets of Standard Oil Company.

He was often away from the refinery, and no one knew what he was doing.

As for the guards of the oil tanker, it is even less strict.

Helpless Meyer walked out of the gate of the security station.

He kind of said that every day does not work, and that the earth should not respond.

In desperation, he suddenly thought of someone.

A man who might offer him refuge.

Last time in Roswell, he was impressed by this man's charisma, and he must have his own armed forces.

This person, surnamed Chen, used to run a grain store in Roswell, traveling between Lincolnshire and Roswell, but it seems that he happened to be in Lincolnshire today.

So, he decided to visit Mr. Chen while it was still early.

"What, are you looking for Mr. Chen? Who here doesn't know Mr. Chen? Doesn't he know that he is doing business in Lincolnshire? Are you from out of town?"

"Ah? You ask me where is Mr. Chen? The land outside the town belongs to him. How do I know which farm he is on?"

"Oh, you said Mr. Chen, he may be helping those who need his help. I'm not sure about the specifics. Hey, people like him are very busy."

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After some inquiring, Maiye still didn't ask where Chen Jianqiu was. He just found that the name "Mr. Chen" was quite prestigious here.

This strengthened his determination to find Chen Jianqiu.

But how to find him?Or, go back and ask Pile or Miles in the police station?

Just as he was about to turn back, he suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing in front of him.

An Indian, riding a horse, appeared on the road in front of the police station.

He had seen this person in Roswell, named Asuka, who often patrolled with militiamen near the new town of Roswell, and he always thought that this person was the sheriff of the new town.

He really hadn't seen Indians as sheriffs much.

Even if he can't see Chen Jianqiu, if there is really no other way, maybe this person can help him.

"Mr. Asuka!" Meyer called out to the Indian, "Excuse me, is Mr. Chen in Lincolnshire now?"

Asuka heard someone calling him, turned his head, and saw Meyer standing on the side of the street.

He thought for a while, then nodded at Meyer: "Is there anything you can do with him?"

"I have something I want to talk to him about." Meyer replied hastily.

He knew that after passing this village, there might be no such shop.

"Okay, come with me." Asuka waved at Meyer, signaling him to follow him.

Asuka took Meyer to the mansion and led him in.

Meyer walked in and looked the big house up and down.

It is extremely tidy from the inside to the outside. Although the furniture looks ordinary, the placement and the things on it are very particular.

This is not like the house of a grain store owner.

"Is it so profitable to open a grain store?" Meyer muttered as he looked around.

He followed Asuka further inside and saw the restaurant.

A woman with long black hair was sitting at a long table in a restaurant, reading a newspaper and eating breakfast.

The sunlight came in through the window, outlining the beautiful profile of the woman on the ground.

"Camilla, is the boss upstairs?" Asuka asked.

"Boss?" Meyer murmured again.

"Yes, in the upstairs office." Camilla put down the newspaper in her hand and looked towards this side. "Papa James came over early in the morning. What are you talking about with him?"

Asuka pointed to the second floor, and said to Meyer, "The biggest room on the second floor is, you go by yourself, I have other things to do."

After saying that, the Indian turned and left the house.

Meyer walked up the stairs to the second floor, and he saw the big office that Asuka and Camilla mentioned at a glance.

The door was open, and there were voices of conversation from inside.

Meyer walked slowly toward the door.

As he approached the door, he hesitated.

If you stay at the door, you may be suspected of eavesdropping on other people's conversations; but if you rush in rashly, it seems a bit abrupt.

But a familiar voice suddenly came from the room and helped him out: "Friends outside the door, come in first, my side will end soon."

Meyer was taken aback.

He didn't know how Chen Jianqiu found him outside the room.

"My suggestion to you is to expand the scale of production and contact some more ranchers. Grange is a very good organization and I support you."

Chen Jianqiu in the room was standing in front of his big desk.

He was hugging and saying goodbye to an old rancher: "If you need financial help, you can always come to me here. If I'm not here, someone else will be here."

Father James firmly held Chen Jianqiu's hand and laughed happily.

After sending the old rancher out of the room, Chen Jianqiu turned his attention to Meyer who entered the room.

He pointed to the sofa and said enthusiastically to Meyer, "Please sit down, Mr. Meyer."

Meyer sat down.

He looked at Chen Jianqiu, and found that he did not sit back in the chair behind his desk, but sat down on the sofa opposite him.

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

Chen Jianqiu put his hands on the armrests on both sides of the sofa, sat upright, leaned slightly against the back of the sofa, and looked directly at Mayor.

If Maiye saw Chen Jianqiu last time, it was a sharp sword, then the young man in front of him was a knife in its sheath.

Although the edge is gone, the coercion is astonishing.

"Um, Mr. Chen, let me just say it directly."

"The oil from the refinery has been stolen on the way to Albuquerque." Meyer said while gesticulating with his hand, "I hope you can provide some protection for my transportation team."

"Yes, no problem." Chen Jianqiu's answer was very short, "For specific matters and expenses, you can discuss with an Indian named Asuka under me."

Meyer didn't expect the other party's answer to be so straightforward, and the words he had prepared before were useless for a while.

After thanking him, he left the room.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the scenery outside the window, thought for a while, and knocked on the bell on the table.

After a while, Abiot walked into Chen Jianqiu's office.

"Tell Thiago, let him rest for two days first, and when he will recover, listen to my notice."

Meyer soon found Asuka on the way back to town.

The Indian didn't go very fast, so he didn't go very far.

Meyer quickly told Asuka what Chen Jianqiu had said, and begged Asuka to provide protection for the company's transport convoy according to Chen Jianqiu's words.

After the price reached a relatively high level, Asuka reluctantly agreed and signed a short-term contract according to the number of times.

A week later, another batch of oil tankers arrived in Lincolnshire, and when they set off, there were more birds in the convoy and patrol soldiers from several stone fortresses.

This time, the transport convoy arrived in Albuquerque safely.

In the next two weeks, those oil tankers were never lost during the journey.

Each time, the employee in charge of transportation was the direct white employee that Meyer first brought to Roswell. According to them, the Indian took them along a path with a similar distance.

Along the way, the weather was calm, and few people could be seen.

Meyer looked at the refined oil products being transported onto the train, and had a plan in mind.

Asuka's short-term contract expired. He and the Indians proposed that they did not intend to renew the contract. The reason was that Asuka and his guards did not actually play any role.

In Meyer's mind, he had already made up his mind.

The safe route has been found, why continue to hire these people?
The transportation fee is already high, and under the premise of finding a safe route, there is no need to pay security fees.

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