The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 236 Do you have any humanity?

"Come here, follow me to collect the debt later!" A Long went back and called over a dozen of his trusted men.

They are all children of the Chen family and are brave and hardworking. They have done a lot of work under Chen Zhengwei following A Long and can get two to three hundred yuan in bonuses every month.

"Where can I collect the bill?"

"They are all foreigners who owe the bank money. Since the bank can't collect the money, they ask us to collect it!"

"Let's talk it over. Brother Wei said we should try not to get violent. We're here to collect debts, not to kill anyone!"

Although Aaron had also seen how those ruffians stayed in the shops and made it impossible for the shop owners to do business.

However, there are too many thirty or forty debtors. How long will it take to collect the debts?

So he called his subordinates to discuss it together.

"See if he has a wife and daughter, and tie them up together!" said a thug while standing on a stool.

"We don't beat or scold them, we just don't give them food, so that doesn't count as violence, right?"

This method is simple and direct.

After hearing this, Aaron thought it was a good idea and said it would be his.

He immediately patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's just what I thought. Since you guys said so, let's do it!"

"Not only does he have a daughter, he also has a mother!"

"But we still have to be polite before we use force. Let's go over and say hello first!"

He immediately took a dozen men and headed straight for the target, a French sandwich bakery on the South Side of Market Street.

Almost half of the targets for debt collection are in the South of Market Street area, which is an industrial area in San Francisco, close to the inland river and convenient for transportation.

Tetienne Bakery, the name means French sandwich, the owner is a French-American.

He originally made a fortune doing business in San Francisco, but later when he tried to expand his business, he encountered some unexpected changes and the business went bankrupt.

Now he has opened a French bakery relying on his original bread-making skills.

Although he has no assets under his name, according to bank investigation, there is a house and a shop under the name of someone else that are actually his.

The shop owner heard the bell and looked up to see seven or eight bald Chinese men coming in aggressively. He asked warily, "What do you want? Bread?"

"You owe the bank five thousand dollars, and it has been overdue for more than two years! Now the debt is in my hands, and I'm here to collect it!" Aaron said as he looked around the bakery.

"I've already paid back two thousand dollars to those vampires!" the bakery owner said angrily.

"Lending money without interest? And I don't care how much you pay back, you have to pay back the rest! The total is 5,285 dollars and 73 cents. I've always been magnanimous, so I'll cancel the decimals for you. Just pay back 5,285!"

Aaron leaned one hand on the counter and tilted his head to look at the owner of the bakery.

"If I could pay it back, I would have done it long ago!" The bakery owner immediately complained.

"Can't pay it back? Sell the house! This shop plus the house you live in should be enough, right? If it's still not enough, sell your daughter, or sell your wife and mother!" Aaron grinned with a bit of sarcasm on his face.

The bank has already investigated it clearly.

It is difficult for the courts to enforce the law against such deadbeats, but they are not the courts.

"This is not my house! This belongs to my brother. He rented it to me. It's also the house I live in. I have to pay rent every month!" The bakery owner's face changed immediately, he looked angry, and looked at Aaron with murderous eyes.

"I don't care about that! I just want to see the money!" Aaron spat on the counter.

"Anyway, I've told you something nice, so think it over carefully! I'll come over tomorrow!"

After saying this, Aaron didn't stay for long and took his men to find the next debtor.

By noon the next day, Aaron had found more than a dozen debtors and gave them an ultimatum.

Then we went to the bakery again.

When the bakery owner saw these Chinese people coming in, his face immediately darkened and he shouted angrily: "Neither this shop nor the house I live in now belongs to me. Even if you force me to death, I will not pay you!"

"Really? You can't pay it back even if you die? Then go die. Once you die, I don't want the money anymore!" Aaron looked amused.

The bakery owner's face turned pale: "I don't have the money to pay you back, and I don't owe you money at all, I owe it to the bank!"

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Aaron clapped his hands and said jokingly, "You are so brave!"

The bakery owner put his hand under the table and there was a gun.

If these people dare to do anything excessive, he will fight them!

But to his surprise, Aaron took his men away directly.

"Bah!" The bakery owner let go of the gun under the table and spat on the ground.

"This bunch of shitty cleaners!"

Then I sat there thinking about what to do.

He had heard of these Chinamen, although this was not Chinamen's territory.

But these gang members have no bottom line at all... If you don't pay me back, they will come to cause trouble.

In fact, he had wanted to sell the house and leave San Francisco a long time ago, but some problems occurred with his brother, which made it impossible to sell the house.

His brother was dead! His brother left behind a wife and children, and he didn't dare let his brother's wife, who was far away in Pennsylvania, know about the shop and house here.

……

In the evening, the bakery owner closed his shop and prepared to go home.

He kept his hand on the gun at his waist along the way, fearing that the Chinese would jump out from the dark corners.

But what you fear will come true. When he turned a street corner, a gun was pointed directly at his head.

"If you don't want to accept my toast, then you should drink the wine for punishment. Come with us!" said a thug with a grin.

Another thug hit him on the head with a stick, causing him to lose consciousness after his eyes went dark.

The two men then stuffed him into a carriage and took him back to a courtyard in Chinatown.

When the bakery owner woke up, he found himself locked in a 1.2-meter square cage. He heard the shouts of his wife and daughter, turned his head and his eyes suddenly burst.

His wife and daughter were also nearby.

"You sons of bitches, let me out!" The bakery owner immediately shook the railing and cursed.

But no one paid any attention to him.

It was not until midnight that he saw the bald cleaner come in.

"Son of a bitch, let me out!" the bakery owner cursed.

"It's so loud?" Aaron scratched his ears and squatted in front of the cage: "Are you scaring me?"

"Just figure it out and pay the money back!"

"I despise those of you who owe money and don't pay it back the most. It would be fine if you really don't have the money to pay it back, but you have the money and don't pay it back. Do you think everyone else is a fool?" Aaron stood up and said with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Tsk tsk, your daughter is so cute... So pitiful, I feel so bad for her, but you still don't pay me back? Do you have any humanity at all?"

The bakery owner roared and cursed loudly, and the veins on his forehead and neck bulged.

"If you would rather sleep in a dog cage here than pay back the money, then stop pretending." Aaron suddenly kicked the railing and turned to his henchman and ordered:

"Give him some strength! Give him a basin of cold water every hour!"

Then he went out to another room.

These people won't cry until they see the coffin, otherwise they would have paid back the bank's money long ago.

Moreover, these people all have some assets, but they use various means to evade them, and some even directly bring people with guns to confront like old Ford, making it impossible for the court to enforce the law.

In fact, they are a bunch of scoundrels. For those who really couldn't pay back, even the bank gave up collecting the debts and never handed them over to Chen Zhengwei.

……

"Brother Wei, we recovered two sums of money, a total of 6,500 US dollars!" Two days later, Aaron found Chen Zhengwei and handed him two documents, a small bag of jewelry, and a share agreement.

"I asked someone to check it out. These things should be enough to cover the debt!"

"The remaining debts are still being collected... Those people only care about money and not their lives! They even refused to pay back the money even though their wives and children had to live in dog cages!" Aaron cursed contemptuously.

"If the money was easy to get, they wouldn't have given it to us!" Chen Zhengwei put the document aside, then opened the bag and took a look. There were several pieces of jewellery, which looked pretty good and should be worth three or four thousand yuan.

"Be careful and try not to kill anyone!" Chen Zhengwei said casually.

He didn't care how Aaron got the money back. He just tried his best not to cause any loss of life, which was already a merciful act on his part.

"When you go to those farms, bring more people with you. You can borrow some manpower from Greater Poland or Schulz, which will make it easier to deal with them later." Chen Zhengwei said again.

Although the attitude towards Chinese people has changed in San Francisco, it is different in the suburbs.

During this period, news transmission was very slow.

"And that iron ore owner, Old Ford, just get rid of him!"

That old Ford dared to confront the Bureau of Investigation with guns and miners. No soft or hard tactics would work on such a man. It would be easier to just kill him directly.

"understood!"

"Brother Wei, what does the security company you mentioned last time do? You know me. I have never been to school, and I just don't care about my life. I don't know anything else." Aaron asked again with a smile.

After he went back, he still didn't understand this security company. After thinking about it, he decided to ask Chen Zhengwei directly.

"We do everything, such as robbing banks, hacking people, and robbing trains..." said Chen Zhengwei.

"Brother Wei, you need to start a company to do these things?" Aaron scratched the back of his head, looking surprised.

"You believe all this?"

"Brother Wei, I believe everything you say! If I don't believe what Brother Wei says, who else can I believe?" Aaron said immediately.

"Damn it!" Chen Zhengwei cursed with a smile, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Security guards and security companies, one is for internal use, and the other is for external use!"

"For example, you may be helping a bank, postal company, or jewelry company to transport valuables. Some wealthy people may need bodyguards, similar to the Pinkerton Detective Agency. Maybe someone will hire you to help fight a war!" Chen Zhengwei thought for a while and said.

"Who are we fighting against?" Aaron asked excitedly.

"Maybe the US government will hire you to help them fight the war!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

"You just need to know that the security company's future business and strength will be large enough!"

"I'll do whatever Brother Wei arranges!" Aaron immediately said happily. It sounded very cool anyway!

According to Chen Zhengwei, he will have no less people and guns in the future.

Aaron returned to the yard humming a little tune.

"Brother Long, why are you in such a good mood?" Ma Zai asked with a smile when he saw him.

"Yeah! Brother Wei told me everything, and now I know what's going on!" Aaron laughed, and then took everyone to check each room one by one.

The bakery owner was trembling and huddled in the cage. He couldn't even stretch his legs in the meter-square cage. He felt like he was going to die here.

When he saw Aaron coming in, he trembled and shouted, "That shop and house are really not mine!"

After being locked up for two days, his anger had long since turned into fear.

"Then you just stay here!" Aaron turned and was about to leave.

"Those two houses are in my brother's name, but he's dead... I can't do anything about it!"

"He's dead, shouldn't your mother inherit the estate?"

"He has a wife and children... According to state law, most of it will be inherited by his wife and children..." said the bakery owner with a bitter face.

He really wants to pay it back now but he can't.

"Fuck!" When Aaron heard this, he also felt that it was a bit troublesome and kicked the cage.

"Does his wife know about this?"

"Maybe he doesn't know yet..." said the bakery owner.

Aaron turned around and sent the henchmen behind him away: "Go ask Brother Wei what to do!"

A moment later, Chen Zhengwei got the news, crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa, sneering, "He must have a backup plan. Even if he really transferred the property to his brother, the title deed must be in his hands."

"Find the deed and have him pretend to be his brother and sign a transfer agreement!"

"If you really can't find it, just make a fake deed and have him sign an agreement to transfer it. No one will come to check!"

"Even if someone comes to check... I said this deed is real, it's real."

"There are always more solutions than problems. Nothing is difficult to solve!" Chen Zhengwei stretched and said lightly.

A-Long's men felt that Brother Wei's words were really powerful and they were very envious.

After returning, he imitated Chen Zhengwei's words: "I said this deed is real, it's real!"

Aaron slapped him on the back of his bald head! "What Brother Wei says is true is true, what you say is useless!"

"Brother Wei speaks so majestically!" the henchman said enviously.

"So it's Brother Wei!"

In the next few days, batches of debts were collected.

Even a strong man cannot endure being locked in a dog cage that is 1.2 meters long, wide and high.

If you lock them up for just one day, you won’t even be able to walk when you come out!

What's more, you have to pour cold water on yourself.

In San Francisco in February, the temperature is only around 10 degrees Celsius during the day and in the single digits at night.

The ice water felt piercing when it was poured on my body.

Most people can't even make it through a day.

After collecting most of the debts owed to San Francisco, Aaron borrowed a group of people from Schultz and rushed to the vicinity of Mangrove City.

A gunfight and fire ensued that afternoon.

That night, Aaron brought back the bloodstained title deed.

"Brother Wei, I listened to you. I didn't want to use force, but those bastards pointed a gun at my head and called me a bug-clearing bastard!" Aaron explained to Chen Zhengwei with a bandage on his head.

"When he scolds me, he is scolding you, Brother Wei! I can't stand this!"

"And then I killed them all! I burned them all down!"

"Okay, I don't blame you. Let someone keep an eye on old Ford and kill him when he comes down the mountain!" Chen Zhengwei said nonchalantly.

Beat him to death!

Although there are no signatures on these farm deeds...we can just ask the bank to make a fake mortgage agreement.

These things are easy to fix.

After A-Long left, Chen Zhengwei thought about it and realized that A-Long was too rough. Although it was indeed very fast to collect money this way, he couldn't keep doing things like this.

In the future, helping California banks recover debts will be a long-term business, and the business can also be expanded to other banks and even some commercial disputes.

Perhaps a special debt collection company should be set up.

(End of this chapter)