The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 246 If you don’t talk about money when you’re out there, then what about loyalty?

After asking someone to take Wen Bingzhong away, Chen Zhengwei thought for a moment, then stood up, picked up his coat and went out.

When I got to the third floor, I saw Yan Qingyou and a few of his men sitting next to the gambling table and enjoying themselves.

"Ayou, call someone and go to the financial district with me!" Chen Zhengwei called out. He had to go to the shipping company in person for this matter.

Yan Qingyou immediately stood up and followed behind with his men.

Several horse-drawn carriages stopped in front of a four-story building in the financial district with a Pacific Cruise Lines sign on it.

This is the largest shipping company in San Francisco, with more than 40 steamships. Its routes include Pacific routes from San Francisco to Central America, South America, China, Japan, etc. Its market value is nearly 10 million US dollars, making it a giant enterprise in San Francisco.

"Sir..." Seeing a dozen Chinese people coming in aggressively, the staff inside hurriedly came forward to greet them.

"Find your person in charge!"

"Do you have an appointment?"

"I don't need an appointment, tell him my last name is Chen!" Chen Zhengwei said directly.

The general manager of Pacific Cruise Lines was in his office when his secretary knocked on the door to report.

"Mr. Wesker, there is a group of Chinese people on the first floor. One of them said his last name was Chen and he wanted to see you."

"Chinese?" Wesker put down the pen in his hand, thought for a moment and stood up: "I'll go down and take a look!"

Although he has never dealt with the other party, the Chinese man is now very famous in San Francisco.

In particular, the previous port shutdown also had a certain impact on Pacific Cruise Lines.

So he couldn't pretend not to know.

More importantly, the other party acted extremely cruelly.

The new chief of investigation died in a brothel that night after only one day in office.

The city government treated the incident as an accident.

So many people know that this Chinaman is one of the most difficult people to mess with in San Francisco.

Wesker hurried to the first floor and saw a Chinese man in a red gentleman's suit sitting in the hall with a dozen people standing around him.

Seeing the other person's clothes, Wesker became more certain of his identity.

There is only one Chinese person in San Francisco who likes to wear brightly colored gentlemen's suits.

"Mr. Chen, welcome!" Wesker came up quickly. "I'm Wesker, the general manager of Pacific Cruises!"

"Hello, Mr. Wesker!" Chen Zhengwei stood up with a smile.

"I have some business questions for you!"

"Come to my office to talk?" Wesker said after hearing this.

"Let's go!"

A moment later, Chen Zhengwei sat down in Wesker's office.

Looking at the secretary pouring water on the side, Chen Zhengwei felt that Wesker's secretary was very good. He wondered how much he earned per month.

Wesker might as well fire her and let her work for him.

Random thoughts were running through his mind, but he came here today for something more important.

"How many ships are needed to transport 15,000 people from South America? There is no need to consider the environment, as long as they can fit all of them, passenger ships or cargo ships will do!" Chen Zhengwei asked directly.

"That's not a small number..." Wesker said. Even when they were transporting slaves before, they rarely transported so many at once.

"Who are they?"

"Chinese, some of our compatriots who are suffering. Don't worry, they will be honest along the way and will not cause trouble." Chen Zhengwei said.

Hearing this, Wesker immediately felt that something was wrong.

There were more than 10,000 Chinese people in South America, and all he could think of were slaves.

He immediately asked in a deep voice, "What are their identities? Did the local government allow them to go? Mr. Chen, I need to know the truth!"

"I suggest that we paint over the company logo on the ship when the time comes," Chen Zhengwei said slowly.

"Which country are they in?" Wesker asked after a moment's thought.

“Iquique, Peru!”

"This will affect our company's shipping routes and trade in Peru, and I can't explain it to the board of directors."

"Which do you think is more difficult to explain, affecting Peru's trade or affecting San Francisco's trade?" Chen Zhengwei asked with a smile.

"If you paint over all the company logos, who can say it's a Pacific Cruise Line ship? Besides..." Chen Zhengwei paused, "We don't necessarily need to use a Pacific Cruise Line ship."

Seeing Wesker lost in thought, Chen Zhengwei smiled and said:
"Wesker, I think we can be friends. Don't you think so?"

"Yes, we will be friends!" Wesker didn't need to hesitate.

"Well, my friend. You see, we have different majors. In San Francisco, I have more ways." When Chen Zhengwei said this, he had a strong confidence, making people understand that he was a person of status and influence in San Francisco.

"But I believe you have a better idea about this matter! Would you like to help me?"

"A 5000-ton medium-sized cargo ship can carry up to 1500 people if it only carries people. Even if they don't need space to move around, they still need food and water, and coal to go back and forth."

"I can mobilize up to three cargo ships of this displacement. Together with the ships currently in the port from other shipping companies, a maximum of five ships can be mobilized. These are the only ships that can be mobilized at the port right now," Wesker said.

"Maybe we can find a transfer station? This way we can carry less water and food, and we don't need to eat too much in a day, just one meal will be enough."

"Can a ship like this accommodate 2000 people? Maybe we can find some more ocean-going fishing boats... There are many at Fisherman's Wharf!" Chen Zhengwei suggested.

"That's fine..." Wesker nodded.

The two discussed for a while, and then Chen Zhengwei said goodbye.

In fact, there are many things involved, such as the transit port, after all, there are more than 10,000 people, and other countries are involved.

Pacific Cruises' logo cannot be used, nor can the original port of call be used to prevent others from associating the incident with them.

And Wesker also needs to contact other shipping companies.

However, with Wesker, a professional, Chen Zhengwei had less trouble.

He only needed to contact a few ocean-going fishing boats at Fisherman's Wharf through the Italians.

Of course, money still had to be paid. The round trip cost of a cargo ship was $6000, and five ships were $. Wesker was just a manager, so Chen Zhengwei had to pay an additional fee.

Add to that the ocean-going fishing vessels, the insurance costs, and the food and water for more than 10,000 people...all added up to more than 70,000 US dollars.

After leaving Pacific Cruise Lines, Chen Zhengwei went to the Italians again.

This time it was easy. Du Qiao readily agreed to help Chen Zhengwei contact several fishing reels.

At the same time, he also made an appointment with Chen Zhengwei to go to the theater to watch a ballet together in a few days.

……

In the evening, Chen Zhengwei danced with a ballet dancer on the dance floor of the bar. The two of them were like light bees, spinning around the others on the dance floor, their hands and postures never changing.

In particular, Chen Zhengwei, despite his tall stature and build, displays a flexibility and elegance that is totally inconsistent with his size.

"Mr. Chen dances really well!" the ballet dancer couldn't help but say.

In her opinion, Chen Zhengwei's movements are already close to those of a professional dancer.

It is hard to imagine that such a big shot has such talent and ability in dancing. Even she has to concentrate to ensure that there are no mistakes.

Just now, I discovered that Chen Zhengwei danced very well, and the two of them changed from an open duet to a double waltz.

"There's a saying that if someone can waltz, then everything about that person is good!" Chen Zhengwei laughed, then added:
"The one who can waltz is the good one!"

"So I am a good person!" Chen Zhengwei said and then burst into laughter.

While the two were spinning, Chen Zhengwei saw a henchman standing by the dance floor. He said something to the dancer, and then the two of them changed from a closed spin to a roundabout step to end.

Applause suddenly broke out all around.

The gentlemen around the dance floor expressed their admiration for Chen Zhengwei and his partner's wonderful dance steps.

Chen Zhengwei let go of his dance partner with a smile, nodded to the people around him, and then walked out of the dance floor.

I have to say that dancing is quite effective in exercising.

"Brother Wei, someone over there is looking for you!" said the henchman, pointing to the sofa in the distance.

Chen Zhengwei looked up and saw a middle-aged man clapping gently at him.

The middle-aged man was not tall, had black hair, and looked like he was of Mediterranean descent. Although he had a smile on his face, his eyes gave people a cold and cruel feeling.

There were also a few foreigners sitting on the sofa next to the other person, with fierce temperaments.

"Wonderful dance steps! It seems that Mr. Chen likes dancing very much and has invested a lot of time in it." Chen Zhengwei walked near the middle-aged man, and the other party stood up and exclaimed in admiration.

"You can learn it easily with just a little study!"

Chen Zhengwei sat directly opposite the other person, and the henchman next to him immediately handed him a bottle of root beer.

"You don't look like Italian. Let me guess... Spanish?" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

"Juan! Come to think of it, we've done business before!" The other party directly introduced himself.

"Are you so bold? Jamie Mays is looking for you everywhere! Are you walking into a trap?" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

"This is your club, Mr. Chen, not Jamie Mays's!" Juan said.

"That's right!" Chen Zhengwei took the cigar from the henchman, took a puff and then asked, "What's your purpose?"

"You know, I have some conflicts with Jamie Mays! I hope you can help me, and I will give you corresponding rewards." Juan was very direct.

"Did you know that Jamie Mays is my partner? Not to mention this club, he just took $30 worth of opium from me!"

"It's 30, not 30 yuan!"

"And you told me you wanted me to help you deal with him?" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

"I'm thinking of capturing you and sending you to him. He will definitely be very happy!"

"He can help you sell opium, and so can others. I can help you sell it, too. But I can bring you more benefits that he can't give you."

"In this world, only irreplaceable interests can bring people together!"

"Tell me about it!" Chen Zhengwei said without comment.

Seeing Chen Zhengwei's attitude, Juan knew he was halfway to success.

Just as he thought, in the eyes of the other party, more interests are much more important than Jamie Mays as a partner.

"Now the market price of a top-quality Cuban cigar is $5, and the price for bulk purchase is $3. I can sell it to you for $2 each, and I will only sell it to you in San Francisco from now on. In other words, you will be the only one selling Cuban cigars in San Francisco from now on, and you can sell it for $3.5 or even $4."

“You could ship these all over San Francisco, all over the West.”

"How much can you offer?" Chen Zhengwei asked with interest. This business is not bad. 50% or even 100% profit is enough to attract many people.

In San Francisco alone, thousands of premium Cuban cigars are consumed every day.

And he also wants to do slot machine business, then we can open up channels together and sell cigars to central United States.

But the most important thing is how much goods the other party can provide.

"However much you can sell, I can provide you with as much as you can." Juan said in a loud voice.

"You're so arrogant? Can you come up with one million?" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

Cuba produces less than 10 million cigars a year.

"Give me a month and I'll be able to get it out!" Juan said in a deep voice. His previous business could not be expanded because he could only sell to San Francisco. He simply did not have enough manpower and power to sell cigars to other places.

A cigar costs only 10 cents, and if Chen Zhengwei could sell it somewhere else, he would make more money.

Even if Chen Zhengwei cannot sell cigars to other places, after Jamie Mays is removed, he can expand his manpower and strength in San Francisco and then expand his own cigar smuggling empire.

Jamie Mays is not only an enemy but also a stumbling block to him.

With him in San Francisco, it's hard for me to develop here.

So this deal is of great benefit to him with no harm at all.

"It seems we can continue talking!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

What's the most important thing when you're out there? Money, of course.

If we don’t talk about money, then what about loyalty?
(End of this chapter)