The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 330 It’s time for the people of Chicago to get to know me

"What kind of business does Mr. Chen do in San Francisco?"

"A lot. The most exclusive clubs in San Francisco, specializing in providing social occasions for celebrities and politicians. That's my business!"

"In addition, my businesses also include shipyards, steel companies, metal processing companies, import and export trading companies, tobacco companies, freight companies, labor companies... The biggest gain from these businesses is that they provide more than 20,000 jobs in San Francisco!"

Thompson glanced at Brian who was standing next to Chen Zhengwei, and Brian nodded slightly.

What Chen Zhengwei said is indeed true.

Although he didn't know whether Chen Zhengwei really hired so many people, since the other party had asked, there should be these.

The rich people around were amazed again.

Twenty thousand people, this is not a small number.

Employing 20,000 employees is a terrifying number even in Chicago.

They began to look at the Chinese man carefully, wondering whether what he said was true.

"Mr. Chen is a very kind and moral person!" Thompson praised.

"I have always felt that for a businessman, the most important thing after making money is to give back to society! This is a very simple sense of social responsibility!" Chen Zhengwei said with a somewhat reserved smile.

Soon, Chen Zhengwei had a great conversation with Thompson and several people around him.

Others wanted to come up and talk to Thompson, but they didn't find a chance.

In the distance, Benjamin Arnott stood in the corner, looking from time to time at Chen Zhengwei who was having a great conversation with Thompson, his forehead covered in sweat.

He no longer had the heart to talk to others. His heart seemed to be grasped by a hand, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He didn't know why Chen Zhengwei was here.

But when Chen Zhengwei heard his words, he could imagine his own ending.

Benjamin Arnott felt his legs go weak, then his vision went dark and he fell down.

People not far away suddenly cried out in surprise, and then there was a small commotion in the banquet hall.

"What happened?" Thompson asked.

"A guest fainted..."

"Take good care of it, and don't let anything happen to you!"

If someone died at the party, it would not be good if the news got out.

Brian looked through the crowd and saw the man who was trembling all over after talking to Chen Zhengwei for a few words being carried out, and his expression changed slightly.

Then he turned and looked at Chen Zhengwei.

At the same time, several people in the crowd secretly looked at Chen Zhengwei, feeling confused and uncertain.

They still remembered how high-spirited Benjamin Arnold was just now, but after seeing this Chinese man, they began to tremble all over.

They could see it, it was fear.

A wealthy man with a net worth of hundreds of thousands of dollars was scared like this after seeing this Chinese man in Chicago?

A wealthy man with a net worth of hundreds of thousands of dollars in the West is definitely not a wimp.

Is this Chinese person so scary?
"My presence here seems to have prevented many people from chatting with Mr. Thompson!" After chatting with Thompson for a while, Chen Zhengwei said goodbye with a smile.

"I'm going to visit Mr. Thompson in the mayor's office tomorrow?"

"I'm free from 10 to 11 a.m." Thompson said!

Chen Zhengwei achieved his goal.

He felt that he and Thompson could establish a deep friendship.

"Who is the director of the Investigation Bureau?" Chen Zhengwei asked Brian in a low voice.

Then Chen Zhengwei followed his gaze and saw a middle-aged man talking to someone else. If he remembered correctly, this man was standing next to the mayor.

After chatting with him for a while, he left.

"what is his name?"

Chen Zhengwei got the information he wanted, took a wine glass from the waiter, and walked over to the other party: "Good evening, everyone! I hope I don't bother you."

"Good evening! Mr. Chen from San Francisco!" The other people said politely. They had just seen Chen Zhengwei chatting with Mayor Thompson for a long time and also heard some of Chen Zhengwei's words.

Before they can figure out Chen Zhengwei's background, they still have to maintain courtesy and a little distance.

Unlike Californians, Chicago's wealthy people have no ill will toward the Chinese.

After all, they have never seen a Chinese person.

Chen Zhengwei was the first one they met.

But they were not sure what Chen Zhengwei said was true. They were unwilling to believe that a young man like Chen Zhengwei had such great financial resources.

If Chen Zhengwei is a liar, then their current enthusiasm will become a laughing stock.

So after Chen Zhengwei came over, they exchanged a few polite words, and when they saw that Chen Zhengwei's target was Frederick Eberst, they said goodbye and left.

"Good evening, Mr. Eberst! Chicago can be so prosperous thanks to the outstanding contributions made by the Bureau of Investigation led by Mr. Eberst to maintaining Chicago's law and order!"

"Maybe there's something I can do for the city? Like a donation to the Bureau?"

"Thank you very much for your generosity, Mr. Chen!" Eberst smiled, his eyes meaningful.

If Robert Pinkerton hadn't persuaded him, he might have agreed to Chen Zhengwei. But the arrest operation had already been arranged and couldn't be stopped now.

After a moment, Eberst found an opportunity to leave.

Chen Zhengwei looked at Eberst's back, lowered his head and thought for a while. He felt that Eberst's attitude was not right.

Eberst is the mayor's man. I have talked with the mayor for so long and reached an agreement. Eberst should not have any objection.

Eberst's attitude was polite on the surface, but actually distant and defensive.

Chen Zhengwei thought about it and suspected that it was related to the Pinkerton Detective Agency.

After all, this is the headquarters of the Pinkerton Detective Agency, which has a certain influence here.

Especially for the Bureau of Investigation.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Zhengwei put the matter aside.

I will visit the mayor first tomorrow, and then visit Eberst.

If the other party still doesn't know what's good for them, then the only option is to change the director of the Chicago Bureau of Investigation.

After all, the inclination of the Investigation Bureau is very important to Chen Zhengwei.

Chen Zhengwei had some thoughts in his mind, then he asked about Joseph Medel's location and went over to chat with him.

After all, this is the next candidate.

Joseph Medel is a man about 50 years old, but he looks energetic, with slightly gray hair and a big beard.

"Good evening, Mr. Medel! I heard that you will run for election this year? Maybe you need more campaign funds?"

"In fact, I have enough campaign funds! Even if my funds are not enough, I will not accept campaign funds from unknown sources!" Joseph Medel's attitude was very cold, even hostile.

As a famous publisher and newspaper owner, he is well-informed about a lot of information.

Especially the matter of George Jones, owner of the New York Times.

Therefore, he was hostile to Chen Zhengwei from the bottom of his heart.

"It seems that Mr. Joseph Medel has some prejudice against me!" Chen Zhengwei said with narrowed eyes.

"No, this is my principle." Although Joseph Medel said this, his attitude almost showed that he was targeting Chen Zhengwei.

"I admire people with principles the most, Mr. Medel, I admire you very much!" Chen Zhengwei pointed at Joseph Medel, laughed, then turned and left.

Although he is a supporter of the Republican Party.

A Republican candidate who is hostile to him...it would be better to have a Democrat in power.

He has no interest in the propositions of the Republicans or the Democrats. He only cares about one thing: who can bring him benefits and who will bring him trouble!

After leaving Joseph Medel, Chen Zhengwei chatted with other wealthy people in Chicago for a while.

Most people, while being polite on the surface, were actually somewhat distant from him.

However, Chen Zhengwei didn't care much about this little thing.

They are just strangers to him. I believe everyone will become familiar with him soon. He is best at getting along with people.

……

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Chen Zhengwei left the manor and returned to the hotel in a carriage.

After walking three streets and passing an intersection, a lot of people suddenly rushed out from the intersection.

"Pinkerton Detective Agency and Chicago Bureau of Investigation working together!"

"Put your hands up, put them where I can see them!"

Chen Zhengwei looked out the window and saw a large number of people on both sides of the road pointing guns at the carriage and approaching rapidly. There were at least hundreds of people on both sides!

Behind these people, several carriages had blocked the road.

Although he didn't see the front, Chen Zhengwei estimated that the situation ahead was similar.

"Brother Wei, we've been ambushed!" Aaron said, looking out the window.

“That’s a lot of people!”

"Pinkerton Detective Agency and the Bureau of Investigation... no wonder!" Chen Zhengwei suddenly realized, no wonder Frederick Eberst had that attitude.

It turns out that he was waiting for me here.

It looks like this was indeed done by the Pinkerton Detective Agency.

These guys move so fast!

Damn it, they took action before I could even start!
Chen Zhengwei felt angry.

I was attacked first! Is there still justice? Is there still law?
"Brother Wei, what should we do?" Aaron looked at Chen Zhengwei.

"It seems like it's time for people in Chicago to get to know me!" Chen Zhengwei stretched himself and grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

There was a hint of violence and bloodthirstiness in his eyes!

"Otherwise, anyone would dare to cause trouble to me!"

Aaron reached out and grasped the handle of the gun at his waist, then let go.

He bent down and pulled out a bag from under the seat. Inside was a San Francisco Typewriter submachine gun and several scattered magazines.

(End of this chapter)