The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 215 Where can you run?
In the evening, Chen Zhengwei was chatting with Zhang Ziang in the office. Wan Yun was right next to them, and Chen Zhengwei did not avoid her at all.

Zhang Ziang was a little surprised at first, but then he put the matter aside.

It is common for ordinary rich people to marry and take concubines, let alone someone like Chen Zhengwei.

As long as Lin Changning was married into the family through a formal marriage, Lin Mingsheng would not have any other opinions, let alone other people.

Chen Zhengwei listened to Zhang Ziang talk about the situation in Southeast Asia. At that time, there was no Malaysia. The entire Malay Peninsula was covered by several British-colonized sultanates, and Singapore was also a British colony.

The situation there is indeed much better than in North America.

After all, the indigenous people there are weak and the Chinese are numerous, with hundreds of thousands of Chinese in Singapore alone.

But it's much more chaotic and barbaric over there than here. The United States at least has a layer of civilization, while the British privileges over there are naked.

Zhang Ziang then talked about what he saw and heard in the Kingdom of Hawaii. There are several thousand Chinese people there now, and it is said that the current King of Hawaii is a relative of a Chinese businessman.

While the two were talking, Dapolan came over hurriedly, but saw that there were other people in the room and hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, Zhang Ziang stood up and said goodbye.

Then Dapolan hurriedly said: "Mr. Chen, that James Cook ran away!"

Hearing this, Chen Zhengwei's face turned gloomy.

"what happened?"

"James Cook only returned home in the afternoon. Half an hour ago, he suddenly packed up some things with his family and left in a carriage." Dapolon said.

"I left two people there, and when I found out they were leaving, one of them came back to inform me of the news."

James Cook became more and more uneasy after returning home. He had heard William talk about Chen Zhengwei before.

Now that something had happened to the detective agency, he was afraid that Chen Zhengwei would find out that he was the one who hired the detective agency and would be implicated. So, after discussing with several security guards, he decided to temporarily leave San Francisco and hide.

"This guy is really fast at running!" Chen Zhengwei sneered. "But it's too late to run now!"

From San Francisco, there are only two directions, either cross the channel to Oakland and then take a train to other places.

Or take a carriage south to Redwood City and then to San Jose.

There are only two roads here.

"Scholar!" Chen Zhengwei asked someone to call Rong Jiacai.

"Send someone to take Great Poland's men to find Yan Qingyou, and then go to the dock to ask." Chen Zhengwei said.

"If they go to Oakland, let Qingyou go directly there to kill them and bring the stuff back. Remember, let him bring some good hands. They have four reserve detectives over there, so don't let anything go wrong."

"Call Aaron, Green, Marco and the others over to me!"

Chen Zhengwei planned to chase in two directions at the same time. Green and Marco were good at tracking and were suitable for traveling by land.

There were seven people, plus the coachman, and two carriages in total. He didn't believe they could get away.

It will take at most two hours to catch up.

A moment later, Aaron, Green and others were called over, and Chen Zhengwei explained the matter again.

"There are seven people in total, James' family and four bodyguards!"

"You chase them on horseback. If you haven't caught up with them in three hours, go back and search. At the same time, send someone back to report the situation."

Less than half an hour after Aaron and his companions left, Greater Poland sent back another message.

Of the two people he had previously arranged to keep an eye on James Cook's house, one had just returned to report the news, and the other who stayed behind was killed.

He was shot to death on the street.

No doubt it was done by those reserve detectives.

"Don't worry, none of them can escape!" Chen Zhengwei said to Dapolan.

"After a few days, select some people and let Green and his team train them! Pinkerton detectives have a complete training program."

Chen Zhengwei planned to keep some of these manpower for himself and return some to Greater Poland.

Then poach people from the Pinkerton Detective Agency to form a department, which is also the framework of the security company.

After his new mayor came to power and abolished restrictions on Chinese people, he set up a security company.

……

"As expected, they went to Auckland!" Yan Qingyou and his men asked at the dock and found out the answer less than 20 minutes after they left.

After all, there are not too many people going from San Francisco to Oakland every day. Four of these seven people are bodyguards and are easy to identify.

"You go back and report the news. I'll take people there now!" Yan Qingyou sent away a henchman, and then took his men onto the nearest ship.

"Let the boat go now, right now! I'll give it to you after I get the boat fare back!"

The people at the dock now knew Yan Qingyou and his Chinese gang, so they didn't delay and sailed directly to Auckland.

Today, Auckland is just a small town with a population of several thousand and its area is not very large.

After Yan Qingyou and others arrived in Auckland, they asked the boat to wait at the dock and found a few horse-drawn carriages to go straight to the train station.

"Go in and see if anyone is there!" Yan Qingyou said to the subordinate from Greater Poland.

A moment later, the other party came back quickly: "Inside, all seven people are here."

"Did they find you? How many people were inside?"

"I don't think so... I took a look at the door and came out after seeing them. In addition to them, there were five or six other people..."

Yan Qingyou nodded, took out the gun from his waist, checked the bullets, then opened the door and got out of the carriage.

The people in the following carriages also got off.

More than 20 people walked directly into the train station with pistols.

James' bodyguard had just received the train ticket and walked up to James. "The fastest time will be three hours! We can't wait here, and we can't go to the hotel. Those Chinese will definitely come looking for us."

"Then where are we going?" James was also a little anxious at this time. Not long after he left home, the security personnel found someone following him and beat the other person to death.

They also know that they are being targeted by the Chinese.

Now he felt a little regretful that he had not been able to swallow his anger before, so he asked the Pinkerton Detective Agency to investigate the criminal evidence of the Chinese man.

But it’s too late to say anything now!

"IFA! This is Oakland, not San Francisco. The IFA here has nothing to do with the Chinese. Boss, if you spend a little money, you can ask them for your help." said the bodyguard.

"it is good!"

As soon as James opened his mouth, several bodyguards saw a group of Chinese people pushing the door in. Their faces suddenly changed and they quickly pulled James Cook aside.

Yan Qingyou and others raised their hands, raised their guns and opened fire.

The entire train station was immediately filled with gunfire. James' wife and his twenty-something son were killed on the spot, and two bodyguards were beaten to pieces.

Only two bodyguards reacted quickly and dragged James aside to escape the disaster.

They just pulled out their guns and looked for an opportunity to fight back, but the Chinese approached while firing. The sound of gunfire was like a rainstorm, and gravel and wood chips flew everywhere.

They couldn't even hold their heads up.

Those Chinese held the gun with one hand, and after each shot they needed to press the hammer with their thumb, and it took about two seconds before they could fire the second shot.

However, the gunshots did not sound like more than 20 people were firing, but rather like 40 or 50 people were firing.

When the gunfire paused for a moment, a bodyguard quietly stuck his head out and a gun was pointed at his head.

A henchman pulled the trigger expressionlessly.

boom!
Another bodyguard was then also beaten to death.

James huddled on the ground with his head in his hands, his eyes full of despair, and shouted frantically: "Don't kill me!"

"Where can you run to? You want to run away after offending Brother Wei?"

Yan Qingyou shot him in the head, then turned his head and saw several other people in the train station huddled under chairs in the distance.

"Search their belongings and take away everything!" Yan Qingyou ordered.

Two minutes later, the group took the James family's luggage and got on a carriage and headed straight for the dock. The ship was still waiting there.

……

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Yan Qingyou came to Chen Zhengwei's office with some things in his hand, smiling.

"Brother Wei, we've done it! That bastard ran to the train station and was killed by us!" Yan Qingyou threw two bags in front of Chen Zhengwei.

Then I talked about the process.

"Ayou, you are the one who makes me trust you the most." Chen Zhengwei said with a smile and opened the two bags. Sure enough, they were all James' belongings.

Passbooks, land deeds, jewelry, and some personal items.

Chen Zhengwei took out three thousand yuan and threw it to Yan Qingyou, then took out a bunch of keys.

"Go to his house tonight! Keep quiet!"

Just go and see if there is anything valuable in his house, don't tear down his house.

Only after Yan Qingyou left did Chen Zhengwei continue to check the harvest.

The total amount of cash was more than 4,000 yuan, most of which was given to Yan Qingyou.

There is more than 40,000 yuan in cash in the passbook.

A Pacific Heights title deed.

Chen Zhengwei already has two houses there. When he finds an opportunity to have someone sell them, the houses there will be worth a lot of money.

That's a wealthy area. Although not as good as Nob Hill, a house with the furniture and decorations inside is worth at least 20,000 or 30,000.

There was also some jewelry worth several thousand dollars.

There is no such thing as any stock other than this.

Chen Zhengwei thought about it and decided that there should be a safe deposit box in the bank.

For others it's a bit of a hassle.

For Chen Zhengwei, the entire process was under his control and he could do it all in one go.

A moment later, Chen Zhengwei asked someone to find Greater Poland.

"James Cook's whole family is dead...now he needs a nephew!"

Dapolan looked a little strange, then laughed.

"The same one from last time?"

"Choose him! He's so damn lucky. He has so many rich relatives, and they're all dead!" Chen Zhengwei laughed, holding a cigarette between his fingers.

"What does it mean to be born in Rome? This is it!"

Although you can only get a little each time, if you do it many times, you can get a lot of money.

After Da Poland left, Chen Zhengwei called Rong Jiacai and Chen Zhenghu over.

"Weige!"

"If you want to drink, get it yourself. It's in the wine cabinet."

Seeing Chen Zhengwei like this, the two knew it was nothing serious.

"I asked the restaurant to send over some dishes. I just didn't have enough to eat at night!" Chen Zhenghu laughed.

Chen Zhenghu went out to give instructions to his men and then came back.

"The Chinese New Year is still in eleven days. This is my first New Year in the United States, so let's make it lively." Chen Zhengwei said, slumped on the sofa.

When the two heard about this, they also became interested. They used to spend the New Year in Chinatown, which meant having something good to eat and drinking after work.

At most, I can make some clothes or something.

This year it’s definitely different!
"Then let's have a grand celebration! What do you think, Brother Wei?"

"Make Chinatown more lively. Hang lanterns all over the streets of Chinatown to make it more prosperous! And then get some fireworks!"

"Arrange the lion dance team from the first to the third grade."

"Brother Wei, I've already greeted the lion dance team! The best lion dance team in Chinatown!" Chen Zhenghu laughed.

He knew that Chen Zhengwei would definitely have a lion dance troupe during the Chinese New Year.

Every Chinese New Year, each association would arrange people to perform lion dances.

The association that performs lion dance best will be the most prosperous in the coming year.

Chen Zhengwei kicked him.

"well done!"

"I did a good job, but you still hit me?" Chen Zhenghu felt quite aggrieved.

"Beating you is the way to get close to you!" Rong Jiacai said with a smile.

Chatting about New Year's plans, everyone relaxed.

"Book a few restaurants and set up a three-day buffet during the New Year. Our people can eat as they please. Have them prepare meals for thousands of people."

"Leave Dingshilou to me. We will celebrate the New Year there. I will have a banquet there on the first day of the New Year and invite some foreigners I have connections with. On the second day, I will invite the leading figures in Chinatown."

Soon the food and drinks were served, and Chen Zhengwei called Wanyun: "Come and eat together!"

The three of them ate and chatted. Rong Jiacai and the other man mentioned last year's New Year's celebration. Then they looked at everyone now and it seemed like a lifetime ago.

"I am also planning to give red envelopes to all the Chinese in Chinatown. I will set up dozens of tables and let people come to pick up the red envelopes according to their guilds! I'm going to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation!"

"How much should you put in each red envelope?" Chen Zhenghu asked casually.

"piece!"

Rong Jiacai and Chen Zhenghu both paused.

"Brother Wei, tens of thousands of dollars!"

"In the past, the presidents of those guilds and wealthy businessmen would prepare hundreds of red envelopes and distribute them on the streets, with only ten cents in each one...if all of them were distributed, it would only be a few dozen dollars!" Chen Zhenghu was amazed.

"Brother Wei, is it too much?" Rong Jiacai also felt that it was a bit too much.

There are more than 40,000 Chinese people in Chinatown, and more than 40,000 yuan, how many lives can this buy?
Wanyun was hesitant to speak, as she knew how much money was in the account.

"I am the boss in Chinatown now. If I act petty, people will laugh at me!" Chen Zhengwei waved his hand.

The fact that he gave out over 40,000 red envelopes shows that he is very wealthy! Who else but him could afford to give out so much money in red envelopes?
Who among the Chinese in Chinatown doesn’t want to work with him?

And if he becomes bigger, it will also benefit Chinese people in the United States.

Only then will these Chinese people be on his side.

Chen Zhengwei didn't care much about the more than 40,000 yuan. The money he had bribed the Investigation Bureau, judges, customs, and newspapers in the past few months added up to more than 100,000 yuan.

It's just that money has been a bit tight lately.

Fortunately, I just made a large sum of money.

Thank God for the gift!
After they finished talking about the New Year, Chen Zhengwei thought for a while and said, "I'll go to the martial arts hall to propose marriage in a few days, and you guys can make the arrangements."

He really doesn't understand this stuff.

There was a light clicking sound, and Wanyun quickly lowered his head to pick up the chopsticks.

Chen Zhengwei turned his head and looked. Wanyun forced a smile with red eyes.

Although she had known this for a long time, she still felt like crying when she heard the news.

"Are you stupid? If she doesn't come in, how can you come in as a concubine?" Chen Zhengwei cursed angrily.

Wan Yun burst into laughter again and said softly:
"Master Wei, I listen to you!"

(End of this chapter)