The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 421 Banquet
"These guys really don't know what's happening!" Chen Zhengwei sat on the sofa, spread out one hand, and tilted his head to talk to the henchman.

"They lost the fight but they're still talking so much bullshit. If you don't know, you'd think they won!"

So he planned to replace these negotiators with a new batch.

If that doesn't work, give them some strength.

For example, if someone shoots him in front of the hotel, he will go crazy again.

Green pushed the door open, walked to Chen Zhengwei and said:
"Boss, there are a few things. The boss's wife is going to New York! If things take too long here, she might come to Washington!"

"Let her bring more people!" Chen Zhengwei said after thinking for a while. It didn't matter if Lin Changning wanted to go to New York.

The situation is now basically stable and she no longer needs to stay in San Francisco.

"The second thing is that voting has ended in San Francisco, California, and Chicago. Although the results are not yet out, we have definitely won!"

Chen Zhengwei nodded. This was natural and there would be no accidents.

Then Green said the third thing:
"Aaron A. Sargent is visiting you, he's a senator from California...and one of our people has a connection with him!"

He knew that Chen Zhengwei rarely remembered other people, so he made it a point to explain it clearly.

"Take him to the reception room!" said Chen Zhengwei.

After Green finished speaking, he knew who this person was. He was a lawyer and journalist, and a very active member of the Republican Party.

Behind him were the railroad tycoons and mine owners in California…Although Leland Stanford was dead, the other railroad tycoons were still there, and Leland Stanford’s shares in the Pacific Railroad were divided up by others.

Naturally, Chen Zhengwei's people were also in contact with him, and it was he who leaked the situation of the previous senator's meeting to Chen Zhengwei.

In addition to him, there are also two Republican congressmen who have connections with Chen Zhengwei's people.

A moment later, Chen Zhengwei went to the reception room arranged by the hotel and met Aaron Sargent, who was in his forties and looked full of energy.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Chen! Welcome to Washington. Your achievements are remarkable!" Aaron Sargent complimented with some respect.

"Good afternoon, Aaron, let me call you that! You look great! You helped me with some things before, and I like you very much!" Chen Zhengwei smiled and shook hands with the other party.

"I'm glad to be able to help Mr. Chen!" Aaron Sargent smiled even more brightly.

"I have prepared a dinner for Mr. Chen tonight. Many congressmen and wealthy people will be there. They all want to meet a legendary figure like Mr. Chen!"

The two sides have just started negotiations, but everyone knows that negotiation is the goal of both the cabinet and Chen Zhengwei.

It's just a matter of bargaining after that.

In the next few years, as long as Chen Zhengwei is alive, he will be a very important figure in the United States.

So many people have already planned to make friends with him.

After all...the U.S. government is the U.S. government, and congressmen are congressmen. Although they all represent the interests of American capitalists, the interests of the president, the government, and congressmen are not consistent.

"Sounds good!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

Although William A. Wheeler didn't prepare a party for himself, others did.

Chen Zhengwei waved at his henchman: "Take your men and follow Aaron. I'll be there later!"

"After all, I am the protagonist tonight!"

……

"Mr. Chen, can you say a few words?"

"Mr. Chen, what happened at the negotiation venue this afternoon?"

"There are rumors that you injured the president. Is that true?"

After dark, there were still a large number of reporters waiting outside the hotel. When they saw Chen Zhengwei coming out of the hotel, they immediately swarmed over.

However, he was also blocked outside by a group of thugs and couldn't get close at all.

Chen Zhengwei didn't even look at them. He needed these reporters before to stir up trouble in the United States, but now he doesn't need them anymore, so why bother with them?
After getting on the carriage, Chen Zhengwei glanced out the window and said:
"Green, do they look like a pack of hungry dogs to you, rushing over and wagging their tails at the slightest smell?"

"Boss, dog is a compliment!" Green reminded. "Dogs represent loyalty and family. If you call me a dog, I definitely won't mind!"

Chen Zhengwei laughed out loud.

Washington is not big, with a population of only 150,000.

Fifteen minutes later, Chen Zhengwei arrived at an estate in Washington, which was the estate rented by Aaron Sargent in Washington.

After all, not every senator buys a house in Washington.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the main building, where a dozen thugs were already waiting.

At this time, the security in the manor had been taken over by Chen Zhengwei's men. When the guests arrived at the manor, they saw the Chinese people in hunting suits.

Through such a small trick, Chen Zhengwei turned the tables and demonstrated his status here.

"Brother Wei!" A group of people spoke immediately when they saw Chen Zhengwei getting off the carriage.

Aaron Sargent also came out from inside.

"Good evening, Mr. Chen!"

"Are all the others here?" Chen Zhengwei tugged at his clothes.

"Yes, they are all waiting for the legend!" Aaron Sargent complimented.

Chen Zhengwei was very satisfied with his ability to speak.

When the group walked in, they saw guests standing in groups of three or five in the hall all looking over.

The guests who were sitting on the sofa and chatting also stood up and nodded.

Chen Zhengwei likes the feeling of being the center of attention...except when he is pointed at by a gun.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our most important guest today, Chinese American leader Zhengwei Chen, Mr. Chen has arrived!" Aaron Sargent introduced loudly.

Applause immediately broke out in the hall.

Tonight's dinner was attended not only by Republican members and wealthy people, but also by some Democrats.

"It seems that you all know me!" Chen Zhengwei laughed, then changed the subject and said with a smile: "You must know me too!"

"Everyone! (Must Know Me)"

There was a subtle change in everyone's gaze. This Chinese man was just as arrogant, overbearing and ostentatious as the rumors said.

But no one would say there is anything wrong with this.

However, some women in the hall had their eyes shining and whispered to each other: "He looks really strong!"

"Young, handsome, strong, powerful, and full of confidence..."

Soon, Chen Zhengwei walked into the center of the hall. From time to time, people came over with wine glasses to chat with Chen Zhengwei. "Hello, Mr. Chen, I am James Thompson Farley..."

"Senator from California? Oh! From the Democratic Party! But your collar...can't it be?" Chen Zhengwei lifted up the man's collar, and it turned out to be a fake one.

Generally, only the lower and middle class people would dress like this.

"After all, I am a senator and my duty is to serve my constituents!" James Farley did not feel embarrassed. Instead, he subconsciously spoke with some pride.

"Bullshit! Everyone here, one by one, is after profit! They'll even sell their butts for profit!" Chen Zhengwei's sneer made James Farley feel embarrassed.

"You should be honest! At least be honest with me!"

"You're right, Mr. Chen!"

"Mr. Chen, my name is Romualdo Pacheco..." Another person came over and stretched out his hand.

"I know you...Mr. Governor!" Chen Zhengwei laughed and shook hands with him. The other party used to be the governor of California and is now a member of the California House of Representatives in Washington.

Chen Zhengwei spent more than half an hour getting to know more than 30 congressmen at the banquet, including five from California and several from Illinois... Chicago is in Illinois.

There are also some congressmen from western states, such as Nevada and Oregon... These states are adjacent to California, and Chen Zhengwei is likely to extend his tentacles there in the future, so they came to get to know Chen Zhengwei first.

This is also an opportunity for them. The congressman needs money, and Chen Zhengwei also needs some people to protect his interests.

This is something both sides are well aware of.

"It seems that there are no people from the southern states? I thought they would like me very much!" Chen Zhengwei found an opportunity to say to Sargent.

"Mr. Chen, the southern states are full of racists!" Sargent whispered.

They don't like Washington, but they don't like Chen Zhengwei either.

Especially since their supporters are also racists, they dare not get too close to Chen Zhengwei.

"Racists should all be hanged!" Chen Zhengwei said meaningfully.

Sargent pretended not to have heard Chen Zhengwei's words and changed the subject:
"Mr. Chen, there's someone who really wants to meet you! He said there was a misunderstanding between you two, and he wants to apologize to you!"

"Misunderstanding? I hate it most when someone apologizes to me... This means he did something wrong to me!" Chen Zhengwei said playfully.

"Yes, so he wants to ask for your forgiveness and make some compensation!" Sargent whispered.

"Let him come over!" Chen Zhengwei could probably guess who it was.

Soon, a white-haired old man holding a wine glass was brought to Chen Zhengwei.

"Good evening, Mr. Chen! Let me introduce myself, my name is Samuel Remington." Samuel Remington spoke gently with a smile on his face.

He came here this time to solve the previous trouble.

Now Chen Zhengwei is negotiating with the United States, this is the best time. If they miss this opportunity, they will be in big trouble.

"Ah——!" Chen Zhengwei had an expression of sudden enlightenment, then reached out to take the other person's wine glass, moved it to the other person's head and poured it down.

The red wine flowed down Samuel Remington's head. This scene made the whole hall quiet for a moment. Everyone here knew who Samuel Remington was.

"You can continue talking!" Chen Zhengwei stuffed the wine glass back into the other person's hand.

"There were some misunderstandings before... I'm sorry. We can't refuse the Ministry of Justice's request!" Samuel Remington wiped the red wine off his face and continued.

"So what? You seized my goods and my fucking money... and now the army is losing the war, and you come here to apologize to me..."

"You know, I rarely pay the full price! And then you treat me like this..." Chen Zhengwei said casually with a calm look in his eyes. However, the more he said this, the colder Samuel Remington felt in his heart.

He knew what kind of person Chen Zhengwei was, a hot-tempered man. When the Chicago mayoral candidate did not give him face, he beat the person up and kidnapped him in the restaurant.

He injured several people at today's negotiation venue.

Remington terminated his contract, and his expression was so calm, which could only mean one thing.

Chen Zhengwei will not let them go!
"Mr. Chen, we can make compensation!" said Samuel Remington.

"They say that old people are wiser and old ghosts are more clever, but I think you have lived like a dog at your age!" Chen Zhengwei said sarcastically at first, and then changed the subject:
"half!"

"what?"

"Half of Remington's shares! I'll let you go!" said Chen Zhengwei.

He is still very interested in Remington.

He didn't care much for the rifles and shotguns sold by Remington.

The bulk of Remington's business is bullets. It is one of the largest bullet manufacturers in the United States, occupying 20% to 30% of the entire US market.

There is a war going on in South America now. They have a great demand for guns and ammunition, and the profits are also huge.

Chen Zhengwei has his eyes on that market.

"Mr. Chen, Remington Company is the hard work of our family..." Samuel Remington was a little anxious.

"Then, there will be no Remington family in the future!" Chen Zhengwei interrupted him directly and looked at him and said:

"I'm not discussing with you, I'm just informing you!"

"This is the compensation you give me! Of course, I won't take it for nothing! One dollar!" Chen Zhengwei touched his pocket...no money.

He waved to Sargent who was not far away. "Do you have a dollar?"

Sargent quickly found a dollar for Chen Zhengwei.

Chen Zhengwei stuffed a dollar into Samuel Remington's jacket pocket and said, "I'll use one dollar to buy half of the shares of your Remington Company. Give me an answer tomorrow!"

Samuel Remington left with a pale face.

"It looks like Mr. Chen has gained something!" Sargent watched Samuel Remington leave in a daze, with some guesses in his mind. He walked up to Chen Zhengwei and complimented him.

"It's the compensation I deserve!" Chen Zhengwei said nonchalantly, his eyes searching the scene.

There were indeed many noble ladies and celebrities at this banquet.

"The guest rooms upstairs are ready! They are all in the rooms just after you turn left when you go upstairs." Sargent said very tactfully.

"Make the music louder!"

Then he walked towards a few girls who were wearing lotus leaf skirts, with very thin waists, looking a little immature but with good figures.

The girls were suddenly excited. They covered their faces with feather fans and talked in low voices.

"Ladies, do you want to dance?" Chen Zhengwei directly set his eyes on the most beautiful one.

Of course, his goal is not just one.

(End of this chapter)