The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 300: Doing business also requires consideration
"Chen..." Michael knocked on the office door and saw Chen Zhengwei wearing red trousers, a white shirt and a red vest, sitting behind the desk with his legs crossed.

Even though he met Chen Zhengwei frequently, he felt that Chen Zhengwei became more and more majestic as his power grew.

Just sitting there, even with a smile on his face, gave people a sense of oppression.

"Michael! Try the new cigars! They just arrived ashore and are still hot!" Chen Zhengwei greeted Michael with a smile.

Then he smiled evilly:
"If you don't think it's hot enough, go downstairs and find a girl and ask her to put it in the ditch to warm it up for you!"

"Sounds good!" Michael relaxed himself, sat opposite Chen Zhengwei, took a cigar from the box, sniffed it, then cut it open and lit it:

"But what I want to say is, Councillor Cook...are those people just now talking nonsense?"

He no longer wanted to think about whether or not he would get into trouble. The guy in front of him didn't care at all.

He just hopes nothing will happen now.

This time was different from before. Not only the congressman, but also several wealthy people present saw it.

"Then send their entire family to accompany that congressman!" Chen Zhengwei's smile was full of contempt.

"What if they leave San Francisco? Many wealthy people are preparing to leave San Francisco now... When they go to other places, they will definitely tell the story."

"You will be targeted by the Ministry of Justice if you do this!" Michael warned.

"Don't worry, Michael. As long as they are human beings, they can be dealt with. I have the confidence that I can deal with them!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

With a submachine gun, anyone can be dealt with.

We'll get the mortar out after some time.

There's nothing to worry about.

"Okay, I also believe you can do it!" Michael was infected by Chen Zhengwei's strong self-confidence and nodded.

It’s just that the way he wanted to accomplish it was a little different from the way Chen Zhengwei wanted to accomplish it.

But this is just a small problem.

Soon, Schultz and the lawyer arrived.

"boss!"

"Let them come up and sign the contract!" said Chen Zhengwei.

"Then I'll take my leave first!" Michael stood up and nodded to Schultz before leaving.

A moment later, other bank shareholders came up and signed the contract, and Chen Zhengwei bought the San Francisco Savings and Loan Association at the market price of US$25.

Of course, nominally it belongs to Schultz.

Even after the signing was completed, the shareholders' legs were still a little weak and they left quickly after walking out of the club.

"Go and stabilize the situation at the bank first!" Chen Zhengwei said to Schultz.

"Don't worry, boss. They won't cause any trouble!" Schultz nodded with a smile on his face. After all, he was now a banker in name only.

He also wanted to go to those high-end salons to show off his status.

"I'll be there tomorrow afternoon! Let them elect some representatives." Chen Zhengwei thought about it and decided that he had to take care of this matter himself.

I will talk to the bank’s depositors tomorrow, borrow some money, and then sell the bank’s bonds.

As for stocks, we'll see how the situation develops when the time comes.

"And that congressman, take someone to his house in a few days and ask his family to sign the share agreement!"

"Don't go there for the next two days. After all, he just committed suicide, and his family must be very sad!"

"We have to be compassionate when we do business!"

Chen Zhengwei has always had positive values and a strong sense of social ethics.

……

That night, Yan Qingyou and his men were in the yard, and each of them was checking with a gun in his hand.

"I've long wanted to kill those Irish people, and now we can finally do it!" A thug said excitedly.

"Yeah, I was passing by there last time and they shot me on the head! Fortunately, I have a tough head!" Another thug cursed, with gauze wrapped around his head.

"Kick the Irish out of San Francisco, and no one will dare to stand against us!"

Listening to the men's discussions, Yan Qingyou didn't care at all.

In fact, we could have gotten rid of these Irish people a long time ago.

It's just not necessary.

Now that Chen Zhengwei was shot, we have to find out who is behind it.

Chen Zhengwei thought it was very suitable.

"Brother You!" Several thugs hurried over from outside.

"Have you found the location of their boss?"

"Maybe in the financial company...that guy is very careful." The henchman was a little uncertain.

"What's the use of being careful? If I were him, I would have taken my people away long ago!" Yan Qingyou curled his lips.

After Otto's death, an Irishman named Liam gathered together the remaining forces of Otto.

I have to say, this guy actually has some abilities.

After all, most of the Irish territory had been robbed, Otto's property was gone, and he had no way to get to know the upper-level congressmen in San Francisco.

However, he was able to gather Otto's men together and hold on until now.

It can be seen that he has some ability.

But it's out of touch with the times.

In Yan Qingyou's opinion, he had only one way out, which was to take his people away from San Francisco and start over somewhere else. If he didn't leave before, he would have no chance to leave now.

"Let's go!" Yan Qingyou went out with a gun, and the other thugs immediately picked up their weapons and followed him out one after another, taking a carriage to the Sunset District.

There are not many gunmen in this group, and their goal is to find the Irish leader Liam.

After arriving at the Sunset District, the troops split into three groups. Yan Qingyou led his men directly to a financial company, kicked the door open, and a group of people rushed in and shot anyone they saw.

The people in the finance company were beaten to death on the spot.

"Brother You, the target is not here!" said the henchman after checking around.

"He's lucky. Let's go to the next place!" Yan Qingyou cursed.

At the same time, a dozen Chinese youths rushed into a bar in the Sunset District and opened fire without saying a word.

Following a chaotic burst of gunfire, more than a dozen big men in the bar fell to the ground covered in blood. Only a few prostitutes with thick makeup on their faces survived, hiding under the table with their heads in their hands.

"Where's Liam?" A young man pointed a gun at a prostitute's head.

The prostitute looked towards the back door with a look of panic.

The young man waved to the side and walked cautiously towards the back door with a few people, only to find that the back door was open.

Liam happened to be here just now, and when those Chinese rushed in, he ran away immediately.

The situation was chaotic and the people who rushed in didn't notice it.

"Chase!" The Chinese youth who took the lead cursed, and then led his men to chase after them.

Liam ran to the street and met his men who came rushing over after hearing the gunshots. Before he could explain, the pursuers behind him caught up with him.

A gunfight immediately broke out between the two sides.

However, as soon as the firefight began, the people led by Liam were beaten so badly that they could not raise their heads. The bullets from those Chinese were like a rainstorm. Although there were only a dozen of them, it felt like there were dozens of them.

And the reloading speed is very fast.

Before long, both sides suffered casualties.

Liam and his men fought and fled, but they had only run halfway down the street when they were blocked by Yan Qingyou who came running over after hearing the gunshots.

Liam was trapped in a restaurant, his body covered in blood, his eyes like a wounded beast.

And of the seven men he had just had, only one was left.

"You're not going to leave us any chance of survival?" Liam gritted his teeth and shouted outside. He knew he couldn't escape.

"You hired a gunman to attack Brother Wei, and now you ask if there is any way to survive?" Yan Qingyou sneered outside the restaurant.

"I didn't do it! I didn't!" Liam became even angrier, and veins on his neck and forehead popped out.

He never hired anyone to attack Chen Zhengwei, although he wanted to do so more than once.

"That's not important!" Yan Qingyou said nonchalantly. He knew better than Liam how wronged he was.

"The important thing is, Brother Wei said you did it, so it's you who did it!"

After saying this, Yan Qingyou gestured to those around him. Some of the men around him opened fire to suppress the attack, while the others took the opportunity to rush into the restaurant.

A moment later, with several gunshots in the restaurant, Liam was dragged out like a dead dog.

"Hang him up for me! That street lamp at the corner of the street has the best view, you can see it in all directions!"

……

At the same time, on the main street of the mission area, hundreds of Chinese youths in gentlemen's suits stood on the street, and opposite them were sixty or seventy Irish people.

In the past month, they have had a big fight every three days and a small fight every two days, and both sides have almost gotten used to it.

Not to mention them, even the residents in the mission area have gotten used to it, and no one goes out after dark every day.

But today is a little different.

When the two sides were about to collide, the Chinese suddenly pulled out guns from their waists.

Many Irishmen cursed angrily and were shot and fell to the ground, and those who survived pulled out their guns and fired back, and soon the fight turned into a gunfight.

However, as the gunshots rang out, large groups of Chinese gunmen emerged from the streets on both sides.

Some local residents looked out through the windows in fear.

Looking at the large number of Irish gang members falling to the ground, they all understood one thing: these Irish people are finished!
After more than twenty minutes, the gunfire stopped completely.

"Call a carriage and take these bodies away!" A Chinese youth who had lost half an ear cursed as he looked at the bodies all over the ground.

After all, there are so many bodies, and it will be difficult for the Investigation Bureau to issue a notice.

That night, Yan Qingyou's men cleared all Irish gang members from the Mission District and Sunset District out of San Francisco.

Pulled by a horse-drawn carriage.

Even if there are still some alive, they dare not show up again.

The most important thing is that the Irish boss has been killed again, and the remaining people have no choice but to leave San Francisco.

And late at night, the news spread.

Whether it was the Italians, Juan, or the small mafia families, everyone got the news.

"San Francisco will be a Chinese place in the future!" Juan said as he put down the wine glass in his hand while sitting in the living room.

Although the Chinese had the greatest influence in the past, the presence of the Irish always made people feel that Chen Zhengwei's control over San Francisco was not that strong.

And now these Irish people have also been cleared out.

The remaining Italians have much less influence than the Chinese, and they are also allies of the Chinese.

This is enough to make everyone understand whose territory San Francisco is.

(End of this chapter)