The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 188 His fate is in my hands

At first he wanted to pull Johnson over to block himself, which was his subconscious reaction, but then standing opposite Johnson was intentional.

He could have easily avoided it in three seconds.

But he suddenly realized that he could take this opportunity to do something.

Let these Irish people be divided among themselves.

Even if it's just planting a seed, and then using some means to gradually let the seed take root and sprout, and then gradually spread to the Irish community in the entire port.

Then recruit some Irish and use the Irish against the Irish.

So his next step is to see if anyone comes to report him and then give him a promotion and money.

If not, find a suitable person, give him a promotion and give him money.

As for the partner...if he dies, he dies, no big deal.

Even if he dies, there are still others.

As for Auckland, it is not that important and he can give up the business there for the time being.

Chen Zhengwei postponed his visit to the storage company and took his men to the city police prison first.

As the prison door was opened, two copper buttons clamped the gunman, then came to the cell where Rong Jiasheng and others were, opened the cell door, and pushed the gunman in.

"Did you make a mistake?" Rong Jiahong looked surprised.

But soon, Chen Zhengwei walked into the prison and came to the cell door.

"Brother Wei...what is this?"

"Pry his mouth open! Ask him who instructed him and what his purpose is!" Chen Zhengwei said, standing at the door of the cell.

"Brother Wei...what did he do?" Lin Zhengan asked.

"This guy is trying to assassinate me!" Chen Zhengwei said unhappily.

The port has been occupied by Yan Qingyou and his men. In the past two days, the Irish remnants have been fighting fiercely with the Germans and Italians.

Otto's remaining men withdrew their forces, and besides, Otto's men would not come to do labor.

So Chen Zhengwei wants to know who is behind him.

“How dare this bastard even try to assassinate Brother Wei?” Upon hearing this, several people immediately pulled the young man up from the ground and punched him in the stomach.

"Be careful not to kill me!"

"I'll arrange for a doctor to come over in a moment!"

"Fuck, his life is in my hands, not in the hands of God!" Chen Zhengwei cursed and turned away.

As soon as Chen Zhengwei left, the four people murmured: "His fate is in my own hands, I've learned it. Brother Wei speaks with power!"

Then they began to torture the young man.

……

"So he just hates the Chinese? He wants to kill me and then join Otto's people?"

The young man was not stubborn, but Chen Zhengwei was very dissatisfied after receiving the news.

He thought that someone was instructing him and that he could take this opportunity to make a fortune, but he didn't expect that it was just a fool.

"Brother Wei, this is what he said. How do we solve it next?"

"In that case, let's beat him for a few days and then hang him in prison." Chen Zhengwei said angrily.

After the henchmen left, Chen Zhengwei picked up the account book and looked through it for a while, his face looked unhappy.

At this time, Rong Jiacai came to Chen Zhengwei's office.

"Brother Wei, there's a letter for you. It arrived on the ship today."

"My letter?" Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows. The person who could write to him must be that old guy.

"Give it here!" Chen Zhengwei said lazily.

When I took it and read it, I found that it was indeed written by Lin Mingsheng.

There are two things above, one is about Lin Changning.

After he returned to Singapore, he learned that Lin Changning had gone to San Francisco and the two missed each other.

Fortunately, Chen Zhengwei is in San Francisco, so there should be no problem in protecting Lin Changning from getting into trouble. He can rest assured about this.

The second thing is that he has not been back to Singapore for a long time and there are some things that need to be dealt with, which will probably delay him for about a month.

"Does that mean the old guy will be back in a month?" Chen Zhengwei pondered.

Maybe he can see Gong Yanyong again before he comes back.

If he brings that puss back, I will have him sunk into the sea.

"Please have someone find out if there is any printing factory that is suitable for taking over, and then help me find a few authors who can write romantic novels, and painters!"

Chen Zhengwei looked up and said to Rong Jiacai.

"This painter is pretty good. Is he from Chinatown?" Chen Zhengwei took out the erotic picture album and threw it on the coffee table.

This erotic picture album has a somewhat realistic feel, and it seems that the painter is very experienced.

"This painter...I don't know either. Brother Wei, what are you going to do?" Rong Jiacai asked.

"Desire is something that people always pursue. I am very optimistic about this market. I am planning to have someone print a batch of pornographic picture albums and novels to sell."

"By the way, ask the lawyer if there are any regulations in this regard under San Francisco law!"

If it can be done legally, Chen Zhengwei has always liked to do legal business.

If it is not possible to do it legally, then do something illegal.

After all, he is very short of money now.

His traditional industry in Chinatown only earns him around 32,000 yuan a month.

The number of registered workers in the labor service company has reached 15,000, and their monthly income is more than 25,000.

Now it has taken over the United Iron Works, Kinmen Freight and Gulf Warehousing, and its territory has also expanded to the port area. The iron work can only earn six or seven hundred yuan a month, and at most one thousand yuan.

Although Kinmen Freight and Gulf Warehousing had just been acquired, Yan Qingyou had also inquired about the situation of these two companies.

Kinmen Freight can bring in a profit of 6,000 yuan per month, and Gulf Warehousing gets about 3,000 yuan per month.

The port district receives 7,000 yuan in regulatory fees every month, and the Germans, Poles and Mexicans pay him a total of nearly 8,000 yuan every month.

These incomes add up to over 80,000 a month, which sounds like a lot, and you can become a millionaire in a little over a year.

This was a millionaire in 1878.

However, his expenses are also huge. Now there are more than a hundred people in the investigation bureau who get money from him. Just those copper buttons and agents can get 120 yuan each per month, which adds up to more than 10,000 yuan.

People like Michael and the patrol captains get more.

He spends 30,000 yuan every month in the Investigation Bureau, and more than half of the people in the Investigation Bureau are supported by him. He also has 700 to 800 henchmen, and he pays 20,000 yuan a month.

Outside, they have to run newspaper offices and hire street activists... They have to pay their lackeys for their work...

So after he looked at the account book just now, his mood immediately became bad.

“Making money is harder than eating shit!”

If I wasn't good at making money and always had some extra income, I would have been unable to make ends meet long ago.

Besides, he needs 50,000 yuan to draw ten times now...

"Go and call Ah Hu again!" Chen Zhengwei ordered again.

A moment later, Chen Zhenghu was called over.

"Go and notify the various guilds and have them pass on the news. Those who have wives and children in their hometowns can write letters and ask them to come over. I'll take care of the customs for them."

After Chen Zhenghu left, Chen Zhengwei said to Wanyun in a bad mood: "I do these things every day, and I don't even know what I'm busy with. Those people outside might still be scolding me now!"

Wanyun came over and sat next to Chen Zhengwei, then let Chen Zhengwei lie on her legs and gently pressed Chen Zhengwei's head with both hands.

Her eyes were gentle and she said in a gentle voice:

"Master Wei is a man of great means but kind-hearted. He does everything for the Chinese people here. People outside may not understand it now, but they will understand it sooner or later."

She was the one who made the account book. She has been learning how to write and keep accounts recently.

I also know how much money Chen Zhengwei spends every month, and even know what the money is used for.

No matter what outsiders think, although Chen Zhengwei has many flaws, he is a good person in her eyes.

……

"This is great news. All the Chinese in Chinatown should thank Mr. Chen!" After listening to what Chen Zhenghu said, Lin Yuanshan bowed towards the location where Chen Zhengwei's casino was located.

If someone else had said this, Lin Yuanshan would definitely not believe it.

But he believed what Chen Zhengwei said.

Previously, foreigners had withheld wages from Chinese workers. Chen Zhengwei hanged a group of foreigners and wiped out several families. This scared the foreigners so much that they no longer dared to withhold wages from Chinese workers.

Moreover, the Chinese people in Chinatown are now going to apply for identity cards one after another, and they are not encountering any difficulties. In addition, it is much easier than other ethnic groups.

This made many older Chinese people feel emotional.

Although Chen Zhengwei is domineering and kills people without blinking an eye, he is convincing in the way he does things.

Since the Page Act, all Chinese women who traveled across the ocean to the United States to look for their relatives have been blocked at customs.

No matter how much I begged, it was of no avail.

Now that Chen Zhengwei has spoken, I wonder how many Chinese families can be reunited.

"It's good that Boss Lin knows!" Ah Hu said with a smile, and then stood up: "I won't stay any longer, I still have to go and inform other clubs."

That evening, the news spread from all the guild halls.

In a small room, a man in his thirties was lying in the room, and the door was suddenly kicked open.

"Uncle San, I have good news. You can be reunited with your aunt!"

"What are you talking about?" The man called Third Uncle looked at the person who rushed in puzzledly.

"Mr. Chen has spoken. Anyone who has a wife or daughter in their hometown can write a letter and ask their family to come to the United States for a reunion. Mr. Chen will take care of the customs!"

"Really?" The man called Third Uncle was surprised at first, then ecstatic.

"Of course it's true! The news was notified by the guild, so it must be correct!"

"This is really..." Tears welled up in the eyes of the man called Third Uncle.

"Uncle San, you have to thank Mr. Chen for this. And if Auntie comes, will you go back? If it were you, you should cut off your braids too!"

"I heard that Mr. Chen said, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. He doesn't like braids."

……

At noon the next day, Chen Zhengwei climbed out of Wanyun's bed and called Lin Changning to have breakfast tea.

Throw the letter on the table in front of Lin Changning:
"A letter from the old man!"

"He will be back in a month. Let me take good care of you!"

Lin Changning took the letter and tore it up, then threw it on the ground without even looking at it.

She had complicated feelings towards Lin Mingsheng, as Lin Mingsheng abandoned her and her daughter to Singapore and stayed in San Francisco for such a long time.

Until her mother died of illness, Lin Mingsheng was unable to go back to see her.

When she came to San Francisco, she thought about what would happen after she met Lin Mingsheng, but she ended up being disappointed again.

She has become accustomed to life here, accustomed to having Chen Zhengwei around, and Lin Mingsheng is about to come back.

Seeing her reaction, Chen Zhengwei shrugged and didn't take it to heart.

What does it have to do with him whether they have a good father-daughter relationship?

As long as he can sleep, it's fine.

"I heard that you were assassinated again yesterday?" Lin Changning asked, changing the subject.

"People are evil! The security in San Francisco is not good either, and there are always shootings." Chen Zhengwei couldn't help but nagging when mentioning this.

How many times has he been shot lately?
"The environment outside is not as good as Chinatown. Next time you go out, you can take me with you!" Lin Changning said, although she knew that Chen Zhengwei seemed to be able to see through other people's actions.

But many times the environment is complicated and Chen Zhengwei cannot see everything.

"Okay! I'll be going out for a while!" Chen Zhengwei thought for a while and said, just take her out to relax.

After breakfast, he went to the Gulf Warehousing Company first. What made him unhappy was that the major shareholder Jones did not come, so he entrusted someone else to come.

Chen Zhengwei felt that he might have something against him...even though they had a good chat when they met in the coffee shop before.

I must find an opportunity to talk about this in detail later.

However, taking over the warehousing company was very smooth.

Lin Changning stood a little behind Chen Zhengwei, looking at everything around him with some curiosity and vigilance.

Coming out of the storage company, Chen Zhengwei ordered as he got on the carriage: "Go to the south area of Market Street."

He's going to go talk to someone.

Edward Cromwell.

The leader of a British-American mafia family that owns a small territory on South Market Street.

This family is of average strength, not too strong, but they have close ties in Virginia and Kentucky.

All the tobacco in San Francisco comes from them.

(End of this chapter)