The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 315: Someone wants to take me on a homemade plane?
Da Poland and Situ Ye came to Chen Zhengwei's office and saw the piles of money on the table. Their hearts skipped a beat and they had some guesses.

An uncontrollable smile appeared on his face.

"Situ Ye, Greater Poland, here are 300,000 US dollars, 100,000 of which are for you! Take the rest back and share it with your brothers!" Chen Zhengwei held a cigar in his mouth and said nothing.

What is the most important thing after a gangster has done his job?
Of course it’s about dividing the money!

Otherwise, why are you still making empty promises?

In addition to the three hundred thousand given to the two people, twenty thousand was also given to Schultz. After all, Schultz also did a lot of work in the preliminary investigation.

"Thank you Viagra!"

"thank you boss!"

The two brought hundreds of people with them this time, and 100 US dollars were shared among 20 people, so each person could get 2000 US dollars.

All the business in Greater Poland combined only brought in $2000 a month.

"Take them to relax, but remember to tell them to keep their mouths shut!"

"Also, Situ Ye, you did a good job both times. I have prepared 3% of the shares of the security company for you!" Chen Zhengwei took out a share agreement from the table.

He has always been generous, especially to his subordinates who have demonstrated their abilities.

Those people from Peru were previously brought back by Situ Ye and Guan Qianbo. And considering what happened this time, it would be unreasonable not to give him some shares.

"Thank you, Brother Wei!" Situ Ye's eyes were full of ecstasy.

Only by owning shares in the company can one be considered to have entered the core layer.

Although they are only shares of a branch company, the security company and the security company are the core of Chen Zhengwei's many industries.

Moreover, Chen Zhengwei has always been generous. If he does things well in the future, he may be able to get shares in the head office.

By then, you won’t have to worry about the rest of your life.

As long as Brother Wei's power remains intact, even the income and status of his descendants will be guaranteed, and they can get a lot of dividends every year.

"Congratulations!" Da Poland also smiled at Situ Ye.

He originally joined with some people, and Chen Zhengwei had already given him 10% of the branch company's shares and 1.5% of the head office's shares.

He was one of the earliest foreigners to follow Chen Zhengwei, and he had done a lot of things over the years, so he was considered a veteran. In addition, the security company had just been established, so he was able to get so much at the beginning.

If it were now, of course it would be impossible to get that much.

The same is true for Schultz.

"Put the money away, and take a good rest when you get back. I'll let you know if there's anything else!"

"But we have to keep an eye on things at the security company, especially the training. We can't relax!" said Chen Zhengwei.

The two of them packed the money with smiles on their faces. Situ Ye took the share agreement and liked it no matter how he looked at it.

After the two left, they gathered the others together.

"This is for you!" Great Poland threw the box in front of everyone.

"One stack per person, two thousand dollars!" Dapolon felt that they had it much easier than when he first arrived in San Francisco.

When I first arrived in San Francisco, I had no money in my pocket. I worked for another Pole and was responsible for collecting money from prostitutes.

There is literally no money left every month.

After working for a few years, he finally gathered a group of people and started doing it himself.

Unlike them, when they come, they are provided with food and drink, and there are things to do. Although it is a little dangerous, doing this once is enough for them to live a carefree life for a year.

Everyone took a stack of money, with smiles on their faces.

"How much land can this money buy?" Wen Bingzhong looked at the stack of money in his hand... and felt that the money came so quickly.

No wonder people say that there is gold everywhere in the United States.

"The best farmland, with an orchard on it, can be bought for 70 acres!" Situ Ye laughed and threw a cigarette to Wen Bingzhong.

"70 acres..." Wen Bingzhong lit a cigarette and looked like an old farmer.

70 acres, that’s a lot.

When he was a child, his father worked as a farmhand for a landlord who only had 50 acres of land.

"Okay, stop sighing! Have fun in San Francisco these few days! There are plenty of women in Greater Poland. He can arrange whatever you want for you."

"If you want to save the money, just deposit it in Brother Wei's bank! You can withdraw it at any time!" Situ Ye patted Wen Bingzhong's shoulder.

When everyone heard the word woman, their hearts were immediately moved.

They had been in Peru for so many years that they had forgotten what it was like to be a woman.

……

Under a huge rock in the western wilderness, Brother Bob and three of his men were sitting in the shade to rest.

"Fuck, we didn't rob that money, why were those guys chasing us like dogs?" Scarface, one of Bob's brothers, cursed indignantly.

These people don't look in good condition now.

Everyone was covered in dust and their hair was dry and clumps.

These days people from the Department of Justice, the Nevada Bureau of Investigation, the Pinkerton Detective Agency, and bounty hunters from other parts of the United States are looking for them everywhere.

When they were resting in a small town, their whereabouts were revealed and they were found by several bounty hunters. A gunfight broke out between the two sides, implicated several people from the town.

One of Bob's brothers' men also died.

From then on, they didn't dare to get close to crowded places and hid in the west.

"Go and tell them and see if they believe you?" the man with a mustache said unhappily.

Although the crimes they committed were not small, they were not worth so many forces looking for them.

They feel like they are carrying burdens and pressures that they shouldn't be bearing.

……

I talked to those wealthy businessmen about the Bank of California incident. With Chen Zhengwei's intervention, those wealthy businessmen all gave me some face.

They all guarantee that there will be no large withdrawals within a month.

A month was enough time for the Bank of California to recover.

And this is indeed the case. As long as the wealthy businessmen do not run a run on the banks, there will not be much pressure on ordinary people to withdraw their money.

The combined savings of a thousand middle-class people are less than those of a few wealthy businessmen.

California also took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief and contacted buyers to sell a batch of bonds.

"Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and there will be dragon boat racing in the afternoon. You must show up!" During dinner in the evening, Lin Changning, wearing a long-sleeved blue cheongsam, sat at the dinner table and said to Chen Zhengwei.

She is now used to wearing cheongsams, at least they are not as loose as jackets.

It’s just that she is used to wearing long pants under cheongsam.

"The Dragon Boat Festival is here so soon?" Chen Zhengwei was a little surprised. Time passed so quickly.

In the blink of an eye it's already mid-June.

"Yes, all the associations are participating in this dragon boat race, and there are a lot of people! Ayou has informed the South District that there will be no cargo ships leaving the inland river tomorrow afternoon!" Lin Changning said.

After all, it was she who organized this dragon boat race, so she took it very seriously.

The other guilds also gave face... after all, they didn't dare not give it.

The first place winner of this dragon boat race will receive US$3,000, the second place winner will receive US$1,000, and the third place winner will receive US$500. These prizes are paid by the various associations.

"Okay, I have nothing to do tomorrow!" Chen Zhengwei said after thinking for a while.

The next day, Chen Zhengwei took a horse-drawn carriage to the riverside, where he saw a crowd of Chinese people, and many foreigners came to join in the fun. "Mr. Chen!" Seeing Chen Zhengwei's carriage, people from various associations came over, and their attitudes were as respectful as possible.

I was just afraid before, but now I feel a little more respect from the bottom of my heart.

After all, Chen Zhengwei is not only ruthless, but also really works for the Chinese.

After such a long time, the Chinese people in Chinatown have felt the changes in the surrounding environment and have become more and more respectful to Chen Zhengwei.

What's more, Chen Zhengwei can help them make money.

The food factory that Liang Yi Yue and Chen Zhengwei have been running recently has had good sales.

Although the taste is average, it is not bad, the price is also average, and it is sold directly in the port area. Every ocean-going ship has to buy some when it resupply.

It is bundled with other products and must be purchased.

For example, how much clean water you need to replenish, how much coal you need to buy, and how many canned food you need to buy.

In this way, sales will naturally increase.

In addition, the cost of raw materials for some Chinese businessmen has also decreased, and their profits have naturally increased.

With the help of the Chinese General Chamber of Commerce in finding sales channels and Chen Zhengwei's endorsement, sales are much better than before.

Those who earn the least earn 15% more every month than before, and are now thinking about expanding the scale of the factory.

In this case, how could they not respect Chen Zhengwei?

"Brother, I'm going to play with my classmates!" Qiao Niang and Chen Zhengwu got off the carriage and ran away.

The school is closed for one day today, and many classmates came here.

"Mr. Chen, there's a seat reserved for you here!" The crowd led Chen Zhengwei forward, and they saw a two-meter-high platform on the shore next to them.

There are many chairs and coffee tables on it.

Chen Zhengwei stood in the audience and looked at the stage, thinking for a while, "Did you accept money from people?"

The other people in the guild hall were all surprised: "Mr. Chen, where did you get this from?"

"Are you afraid that the gunman can't see me? Why are you putting me in such a high position?" Chen Zhengwei had a half-smile on his face.

"I have come this far, and I don't know how many people want to kill me! Do you know why I am still safe and sound? It's because I am careful enough!"

"Those foreigners are no good. They are naturally unhappy when we Chinese rise up. Mr. Chen is also the leader of us Chinese. They must want to harm Mr. Chen! We neglected this matter!" Liang Yi Yue said hurriedly, turning his head and scolding those around him:

"Why don't you take down the table? Don't do these things anymore!"

"There's really no need to do this kind of thing. What's the point of sitting so high? Are you trying to be the superior one?" Chen Zhengwei said to the people from various guilds around him.

"Just watch here! Bring me two chairs!" said Chen Zhengwei.

After a moment, someone leaned over to Liang Yi Yue's ear and said something, and Liang Yi Yue's face suddenly changed.

"Investigate, we must find out who it is!"

"What's going on?" Chen Zhengwei turned his head and asked.

"Mr. Chen, this was our negligence. I don't know who placed explosives under the platform..." Liang Yi Yue's forehead was covered with sweat.

"Want to treat me to a ride on a homemade plane?" Chen Zhengwei snorted.

"How much explosives are there?" Chen Zhengwei asked first.

"Forty or fifty kilograms!"

"Check the foreigners nearby and see if anyone has approached the stage since it was set up." Chen Zhengwei said with narrowed eyes, his eyes full of cruelty and coldness.

“It would be best if no Chinese were involved!”

He was used to assassinations and didn't care much about them. There were too many people in San Francisco who wanted him dead.

He knows this better than anyone.

Every time he goes out, he is accompanied by a bunch of people. Is it just to show off?
Yes, most of the time it's just for show.

Of course, it also serves a defensive purpose. If he didn't bring so many bodyguards with him every day when he went out, the number of shootings would be twice as much as it is now.

He can be magnanimous about assassinations, but if Chinese people are involved, he will go crazy.

"Xiwen, go call our people and check it out for me!"

"Do you want to go back?" Lin Changning held Chen Zhengwei's hand. He didn't expect that someone had buried explosives in this dragon boat race in advance.

Fortunately, Chen Zhengwei has always been cautious.

Otherwise...she didn't even dare to think about the consequences.

"It's a small matter! You've been preparing for this for so long, you have to finish watching it!" Chen Zhengwei said casually, taking out a cigar from his pocket and putting it in his mouth.

He hasn't watched a dragon boat race for many years.

The bombing incident didn't alarm many people, but soon the riverside was filled with the roar of gongs and drums. The Chinese were enjoying a rare holiday, and the foreigners were watching the excitement from a distance.

It wasn't until the evening, when Chen Zhengwei was walking back, that he asked, "Did you find anything?"

"The stage was built the day before yesterday. So many people have come into contact with it in the past two days that we can't find it. But the fuse is buried underground, wrapped in a tube. Where the fuse sticks out... there was a foreigner standing there. Then, when he saw the stage being dismantled, he ran away!"

"Keep investigating! Find out the appearance and find someone to draw a portrait!" said Chen Zhengwei.

"Also, we can't let go of the dynamite clue either. How many stores in San Francisco sell dynamite? Check them all for me. Who did they sell it to and where did they use it? Forty or fifty kilograms of dynamite is a lot, maybe we can find it!"

Although he doesn't care, it doesn't mean he will let it go.

The gunman that time seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth and has not been found until now, and now this kind of thing has happened again.

He wanted to see who it was.

Then he invited his whole family to take a homemade plane.

It is guaranteed that you won’t find a complete piece.

……

Yan Qingyou walked into the mining supplies store in the south area of ​​Shichang Street with a dozen young people.

The owner of the mining supply store was a Jew.

Although Chen Zhengwei killed Jamie Mays, he did not harass other Jews, so ordinary Jews did not have much opinion of Chen Zhengwei.

After Jamie Mays' death, Juan became the leader of the Jews in San Francisco, and Juan had a good relationship with Chen Zhengwei.

Therefore, Jamie Mays' death did not have much impact on the relationship between the Chinese and the Jews.

However, he was still frightened when he saw Yan Qingyou and his men coming towards him in a menacing manner.

"How much explosives have you sold in the past month? Who did you sell it to?" Yan Qingyou asked, slapping his hand on the counter.

"This is?"

"Stop talking fucking nonsense and just answer whatever I ask you!" Yan Qingyou's eyes were fierce and he looked murderous.

Soon, he got the information of the buyer to whom the other party sold the explosives.

Almost all of them were bought from mines.

"Is it all here? Write it all down."

"How much explosives do you have here? Bring me the account book!" After Yan Qingyou asked someone to write down the people who bought explosives, he began to check the inventory of the mining supplies store.

After making sure that everything was alright, he left with his men in a rage.

"What happened?" The Jew frowned and watched the people leave.

I hope it has nothing to do with me.

(End of this chapter)