The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 286 Pomp
"San Francisco, your boss is back!! My fucking bones are about to fall apart!" Chen Zhengwei stretched and jumped off the carriage.

The feeling of riding a horse carriage back from Sacramento is indescribable.

Not only was the ride bumpy, but we also had to sleep outdoors in the wilderness. Fortunately, the rest of the way was along Chen Zhengwei's farm, which made it somewhat more convenient.

However, Chen Zhengwei didn't have time to see what was happening to the people on the farm.

After such a long journey, even a body like his felt tired.

After returning to San Francisco, even the air was filled with the familiar smell of freedom and a home-like feeling.

"Eat first! Go home after dinner, I have some things to do!" Chen Zhengwei turned around and stretched out his hand. Lin Changning took his hand and got off the carriage.

Chen Zhengwei stretched out his hand and called the henchmen not far away: "Go and call Rong Jiacai over!"

Then the group of people went to the restaurant to have dinner first.

A moment later, Rong Jiacai rushed over. After entering, he saw that there were six tables in the restaurant. The table in the middle had the least people, including Chen Zhengwei, Lin Changning, Li Xiwen, and two of Chen Zhengwei's henchmen who he thought were more outstanding recently.

"Brother Wei, Sister Changning!"

"Sit down. Have you eaten? If not, let's have a bite together!" Chen Zhengwei greeted.

"Okay!" Rong Jiacai smiled and sat down.

He knew that Chen Zhengwei liked to chat with others while eating at the dinner table.

"Has Attorney General Isaac Smith arrived? Where is he?" Chen Zhengwei asked.

"He arrived in the morning and first met with several Republican members. He is now at the city government!" said Rong Jiacai.

"Did our mayor's deputy deliver any news?" Chen Zhengwei asked.

"It's delivered. Isaac had lunch with the mayor at noon, and went to the prosecutor's office to check the files in the afternoon!"

"After a long journey, he doesn't even have time to rest and just starts working? What kind of spirit is this! He is so conscientious and hardworking, do you want me to give him a medal?" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

"What do you think of the San Francisco Good Citizen Award?"

"Brother Wei, I think it's great! Do you want to make a gold medal for him?" Rong Jiacai said with a smile.

"A medal is too stingy, if you want to make something, make a trophy instead!"

Chen Zhengwei chatted with Rong Jiacai for a while before getting down to business.

"San Francisco is my turf. When he arrives in San Francisco, I have to welcome him. Otherwise, it would be rude. I have to arrange for someone to pick him up at the city hall."

"Give him a bigger show!"

"Let people line up from City Hall all the way to Chinatown! That way I can show my importance!"

"Let the people from Greater Poland and Schulz welcome them as well!"

"Hold a party at the club tonight and invite those Republican members to join us!"

"I give him enough face. If he doesn't give me face, then he is not a decent person!"

Chen Zhengwei was in high spirits when he spoke, this was his territory.

Lin Changning turned his head to look at him and felt that Chen Zhengwei was particularly dazzling when he spoke.

……

Isaac Smith was reviewing recent prosecutions in the District Attorney's Office and was shocked.

In fact, he should go to the Investigation Bureau, where the case files are more complete. Many unsolved cases where the criminals have not been caught will not be sent to the prosecutor's office.

But he knew that he would not find anything if he went there.

After arriving in San Francisco this morning, he met with several Republican members in succession and gained some understanding of the situation in San Francisco.

China Chen!
He had heard of this man in Sacramento and knew that he had great influence here and was a supporter of the Republican Party.

After talking with other people, I found out that some people said he was half the mayor of San Francisco, which is absolutely true.

In his territory, he has more power than the mayor.

The mayor only has certain powers in terms of laws and policies, and is also subject to the constraints of the parliament.

But in San Francisco, whether ordinary poor people or wealthy businessmen, they all have to look at the face of China Chen.

In the Investigation Bureau, his words are more useful than those of the director.

In the Stanford case, Chen Zhengwei was a suspect, but there was no evidence pointing to him.

But Isaac Smith knew that Leland Stanford's death was closely related to him.

Isaac Smith took off his glasses and relaxed his mind.

"What do you think?" Isaac Smith asked the young man next to him. This was a young man he was very optimistic about, so he brought him to his side to train.

His name was Louis D. Brandeis.

Of course, there is another very important reason, his father and I are good friends.

"Amazing! A Chinese person has climbed to such a high position in such a short time! It is hard to imagine."

"California is not friendly to Chinese people!"

"Yes, it's hard to imagine!" Isaac Smith nodded. It was indeed surprising that a Chinese could climb to his current position through brutality and skill.

Especially since he was so young and achieved all these things in less than a year.

If he had anything to do with Stanford's death, then he had gone too far.

If he does this, the rich and politicians will worry about the safety of themselves and their families.

"Mr. Smith, it seems he has met the governor..."

Although not many people knew about Chen Zhengwei's meeting with Governor Irwin, there is no wall that is impenetrable, especially since Chen Zhengwei did something that many people considered extremely cruel before leaving.

This incident was also reported in the Sacramento newspaper, so many people found out about it after asking around.

The telegram was then sent to San Francisco.

So he was sure that Chen Zhengwei was related to Stanford's death.

Judging from the time, he will be back soon, in the afternoon or evening.

While Isaac Smith was thinking, someone exclaimed at the window.

"Mr. Smith!"

"what happens?"

"Look outside!"

Isaac Smith walked to the window and looked down, then his eyes fixed.

I saw two rows of young men in gentleman's suits and soft hats standing on the roadside below, one on each side of the road.

There were two people every one meter or so, from the first floor to the intersection in the distance.

"Maybe he's here to find us!" Isaac Smith said with a frown.

It looks like that Chinese Chen is back from Sacramento, and he's created such a big scene as soon as he returns.

You have to know that he is now in the District Attorney's Office of the city government. The other party did this and did not take the San Francisco City Government seriously at all. Sure enough, two minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Isaac Smith straightened his clothes and turned around to speak.

"Mr. Smith, someone is looking for you..." the staff member who came in said first, and then stepped aside.

Two Chinese men in gentleman suits walked in, took off their hats and bowed slightly: "Mr. Isaac Smith? Our boss is waiting for you to come and welcome you!"

"The people outside are yours, right? This treatment is so grand!" Isaac Smith said expressionlessly.

"This is to show our welcome to Mr. Smith. Our boss is hosting a party and all the Republican members in San Francisco will attend."

Isaac Smith took up his hat and went out.

"Thank you boss for your kindness, let's go!"

He didn't plan to make things too awkward with Chen Zhengwei in San Francisco. Judging from the other party's previous style of doing things, if he did that, he would probably be unable to leave San Francisco.

After Isaac Smith brought Louis Lambedes downstairs, he saw two rows of people standing on both sides of the street. Although there was no expression on his face, he was secretly surprised in his heart.

Although it is spectacular when viewed from upstairs, it is even more visually impactful when you go downstairs.

Being stared at by so many people, even he felt a sense of pressure.

And these people are not just Chinese.

On one side are the Chinese, and on the other side are the Western Slavs and Germans.

"Mr. Smith, please get in the carriage!" said the charioteer on the side.

Isaac Smith nodded, turned his head to look at the city hall building, and felt more and more absurd.

He thought he saw the mayor at the window.

Mayor Anthony S. Batty stood in front of the window with a grim face. The other side started to form a human wall starting from the entrance of the city hall, not only to intimidate Isaac, but also to intimidate him!
As you can imagine, word of this quickly spread throughout San Francisco.

His face was stepped on the ground.

……

Isaac Smith sat in the carriage, looking at the endless walls of people on both sides, his eyes were serious and his heart was heavy.

This is the Chinese demonstration.

The Chinese guy is showing how powerful he is in San Francisco.

"There must be two or three thousand people, right?" Two or three thousand subordinates, not those kind of workers, but two or three thousand mafia members.

That is to say, one out of every hundred people in San Francisco is a subordinate of China's Chen, and this may not be all.

Most importantly, these people are not just Chinese, there are other white ethnic groups as well…which makes the situation even more complicated.

Louis Lambedes, who was standing next to him, was looking outside the carriage and didn't say anything.

Before coming here, he had never thought that a Chinese person could have so much power and influence in a city.

Many city bosses can't compare to him.

Or rather, those people were not as unscrupulous as he was.

The human wall stretched from the entrance of San Francisco City Hall to the entrance of the Golden Club. Chen Zhengwei stood in front of the window and looked at the human wall below with a somewhat smug look on his face.

He was trying to scare Isaac Smith and the rest of San Francisco.

Let them know whose territory San Francisco really belongs to.

Seeing the carriage arrive downstairs, Chen Zhengwei went downstairs wearing a shirt and trousers, looking relaxed.

"This must be Mr. Eisenximi, right? I wanted to visit you in Sacramento before, but unfortunately I missed it. Fortunately, I finally saw you again in San Francisco! Are you satisfied with my welcome gift, Mr. Smith?" Chen Zhengwei smiled and strode forward:
"Too grand for me!"

Facing this young man, Aeskenxmi, the serious Anglo-Saxon, also smiled.

"There are only 3,000 people. If Mr. Smith likes, I can add another 10,000! That way it will be a bigger show and will show my welcome to Mr. Smith! After all, this is my territory. If I don't show my appreciation, others will think I'm impolite!" Chen Zhengwei said lightly.

After hearing this, Aisenksmi's eyes fixed again.

"My last name is Chen, Mr. Smith must know me!"

"Yeah, I kept hearing your name when I was in Sacramento! China Chen from San Francisco!"

"So you've heard of your great name for a long time?" Chen Zhengwei laughed, then led Smith to the office upstairs.

Along the way, Eisenximi was looking at the club, a famous den of money in San Francisco.

Chen Zhengwei's rapid development is closely related to this club.

Sitting down in the office, Chen Zhengwei said with a smile:
"Many Republican members are very happy that Mr. Smith is here in San Francisco this time and want to meet him. I have taken the initiative to host a banquet, and all Republican members in San Francisco will attend. I believe Mr. Smith will have a lot in common with them."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen!" Eisenksmi said politely.

He knew that Chen Zhengwei was still demonstrating his influence. He was not a member of the Republican Party, but only a donor, but he had a great influence on the San Francisco Republican Party.

Especially after Stanford died.

"In another half a year, there will be a new round of gubernatorial election! I wonder who will be running for governor in the state this time? Is he confident? Everyone is very concerned about this." Chen Zhengwei laughed again.

"Now there are several people who intend to run for election. As for whether they are sure or not, we will know only when the election comes!" said Eysenck.

"I don't think it will take that long!" Chen Zhengwei smiled and said, crossing his legs:

"How many votes are there in California? 16? San Francisco accounts for half of them!"

"If all the votes in San Francisco go to the Republicans, I can't imagine losing!"

"If they can lose like this, they shouldn't run for governor and should just go home and raise pigs! At least the pigs won't oppose him!"

When Eysenck heard this, his expression became serious.

"Mr. Smith, do you want to be governor? If you want to, I support you and you can definitely become governor! Or who do you want to support?" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"There are about 60,000 votes in San Francisco! Mr. Chen is so confident!" Eysenck looked at Chen Zhengwei seriously.

And more than half of these more than 60,000 votes supported the Democratic Party.

This can be seen from the fact that the current governor and mayor of San Francisco are both members of the Democratic Party.

"Of course I am confident! I have a high reputation in San Francisco, and people here believe in my choice!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

“And San Francisco is not just 60,000 votes, that’s old data.”

"Maybe 80,000, or 90,000! Or a little more..." Chen Zhengwei tilted his head. After all, the number of citizens with voting rights in San Francisco has increased a lot recently.

It started half a year ago.

No one knows how many voters are eligible to vote in San Francisco.

However, Chen Zhengwei learned one thing from the court: half a year ago, there were only about 170,000 people holding American citizenship in San Francisco, but now there are 230,000.

Although California has many requirements for voters, they must be literate, pay a certain level of taxes, and be an adult male to vote.

However, with so many more people obtaining citizenship, the number of voters must have increased significantly as well.

(End of this chapter)