The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 422: No need to talk too much nonsense, just start fighting

"So, while our soldiers were fighting bloody battles on the front lines, they were wearing decent clothes, drinking fine red wine and chatting and laughing with the enemy in the manor!"

At the Army Headquarters, a staff officer could not help but express his anger upon learning that Chen Zhengwei was going to attend the banquet and that many congressmen were also in attendance.

"They are all a bunch of traitors!" He felt that everyone in the manor should be hanged.

"That's capitalism!" shrugged another staff officer.

"They need money to run for parliament, and that Chinese guy is rich!"

"He won't always win!" said the staff officer who spoke earlier bitterly.

"Of course!"

……

Chen Zhengwei got up from the bed yawning, reached out to the side and felt a smooth and soft body.

Chen Zhengwei walked to the window, opened the curtains, and let the bird bask in the sun before turning back.

There were two girls on the bed...still sleeping.

In fact he hit six last night!

But some of these girls were not very relaxed...so he beat them one by one. These two were the most relaxed, so he kept them.

As for the identities and names of these people, Chen Zhengwei had no idea at all. He only knew that they might be the daughters of some wealthy man, or some other identity. They might have mentioned it, but he didn't remember it at all.

All I know is that their father and brothers were downstairs last night.

However, women in this era had no status and were just tools.

If they could get close to Chen Zhengwei and maintain a long-term relationship with him, their fathers and brothers would be very happy.

He went to the toilet with a cigarette in his mouth, looked down and was very satisfied.

Sure enough, six was far from his limit.

After changing his clothes, Chen Zhengwei subconsciously wanted to touch the money, but he didn't have a penny on him.

Then he remembered that he didn't have to pay this time, so he staggered away and called his men to go back to the hotel.

It's almost noon and we have to continue negotiations in the afternoon.

After getting on the carriage, Chen Zhengwei took the newspaper and started reading.

"A conflict broke out at the meeting place between the two sides, and many people were carried out of the hotel and sent to the hospital!"

When I opened the newspaper, I saw reports about yesterday's news.

"Boss, today's newspapers are sold out again!" Green said with a smile.

After all, this kind of news is really attractive.

A fight at the negotiation venue is more eye-catching than an exchange of fire on the battlefield.

"So I should get dividends from those newspapers!" Chen Zhengwei said while reading the newspaper.

After returning to the hotel and having lunch, we went to the conference hall.

During the afternoon negotiations, some people who were present yesterday were not present, such as the president and the attorney general. In addition, there were a few new faces and a dozen more bodyguards.

"Mr. Chen, we discussed your request last night and this morning. We can agree to most of it, but there are some details that need to be discussed. Here are some of our opinions!" William A. Wheeler handed Chen Zhengwei a stack of documents directly.

This can at least prevent Chen Zhengwei from attacking and injuring others again when there is a dispute between the two sides.

By that time, the negotiations won’t be over and everyone here will have to be sent to the hospital.

Chen Zhengwei sat on the chair with his legs crossed, looking through the documents in his hand.

The first point was agreed upon yesterday. There is no doubt that the second point is to abolish all discriminatory laws against Chinese people and to pass laws to prohibit discrimination.

The third article was half agreed upon. Chinese people have the right to vote and be elected...but it depends on the voting regulations of different regions, such as how much tax they need to pay, whether they need to be literate, etc. This is not a big problem.

However, when it comes to policy-making involving Chinese people, the voices of Chinese people must be included. This is marked at the end and requires consultation between both parties.

The fourth article was also half agreed to. It stated that the U.S. government must conduct fair trials in legal cases involving Chinese Americans and establish a legal aid fund to help Chinese Americans get support in legal matters... There is no problem with these.

But the requirement that half of the jury must be of Chinese descent was changed to 20%.

Article 5 provides land to Chinese people for the development of Chinese communities! Establishing a Chinese economic zone and giving tax and other policy benefits is also half agreed to. Providing land to build Chinese communities is agreed to, but only in California.

Tax and other policy benefits need to be further negotiated.

Article 6 was also half agreed upon. The U.S. government must fund infrastructure construction in the Chinese community, such as schools, hospitals and transportation facilities. This was agreed upon.

The requirement that all universities must give Chinese students a quota was rejected.

There is nothing wrong with Article 7 recognizing and protecting the culture and customs of the Chinese.

However, the focus is on Article 8, in which Chen Zhengwei requires that the Chinese community must have its own militia.

The other party gave another solution.

The Chinese community can have its own investigation bureau, and Chen Zhengwei can also form two militia groups.

But these two militia regiments were to join the war against the Indians.

At the same time, the US Army will place a large order with Chen Zhengwei to purchase new weapons and ammunition.

It’s the kind in Chen Zhengwei’s hand.

Chen Zhengwei just glanced at it and reached out to the side: "Matches."

Chen Zhengwei took the match, lit it, put the flame on the document, and then the flame spread.

"Mr. Chen...we can talk about any problem you have." The man on the other side frowned as he watched Chen Zhengwei's actions.

"What are you dreaming about!" Chen Zhengwei held the document in one hand, looked at the flames on it growing bigger and bigger, and threw it on the table.

You can't throw it on the floor because there's carpet on the floor.

"Do you know what the biggest difference between me and you is?" Chen Zhengwei looked across.

"I can kill you anytime, but you can't kill me!"

"So... this piece of garbage... are you guys fucking still asleep?"

"Mr. Chen, please tell me which one you are not satisfied with, and we will negotiate!" William A. Wheeler asked. "Not any one, but all of them! You must agree to the eight points I proposed! As for the Indians, I am not interested! What I hate most is racial discrimination, and I will never participate in the Indian War!" Chen Zhengwei directly rejected the other party's wild idea.

Before he came to Washington, he had thought that the other side would make him join the Indian War, and he also considered keeping the enemy at bay and absorbing the Indians.

However, after analyzing the pros and cons, I gave up this idea.

There are not many American Indians... Although they also look like they have yellow skin, not only do they not speak the same language, they also have no sense of identity with the Chinese who also have yellow skin. They are only loyal to their own tribe.

Only when their next generation, or even the next generation, grows up in a Chinese community can they have a sufficient sense of identity.

Not only does it take a lot of time and effort, but it also has to offer some benefits.

He spent so much time and energy just for those three or four hundred thousand people?

It would be better to buy some iron steamships to bring people here from the Qing Dynasty.

As long as the compensation is in place this time, he can attract 200,000 to 300,000 people a year.

It will only take a few years for the Chinese population in California to exceed one million, which is much easier than conquering the Indians.

As for the organization of the two militia regiments, he didn't care at all.

The California Militia is enough for the militia. In fact, the militia will definitely be constrained by the army, and the security company is its foundation.

He supports his own people, and if he is short of money, the worst that can happen is that he can rob people.

There are so many countries in the world that we can rob. Once our own gunboats are built, their speed will be much faster than that of current warships and merchant ships, and we can even go directly to the waterway to rob.

As for submachine guns and bullets, it’s not that they cannot be sold, but it will take at least more than a year.

Wait until he can bring over hundreds of thousands of people from the Qing Dynasty, build the gunboats, and change the president, and then he can sell it.

"Mr. Chen, you are also an American. You cannot deny that." said the person from the Army Department.

"Of course, I was born and raised in the United States... According to American regulations, I can also run for president! Do you want to vote for me? Then I will lead you back to Europe!" Chen Zhengwei said with narrowed eyes.

"Opening up the American territory and the West is our main goal at present. The war against the Indians cannot be stopped, and Mr. Chen's talent in military affairs is obvious to all. If Mr. Chen is willing to join the Indian war, we can make some concessions in other areas!" The other party did not respond to Chen Zhengwei's words.

They didn't know whether Chen Zhengwei said this as a joke or if he really intended to do so.

But a Chinese person becoming the president of the United States? That is absolutely impossible.

Chen Zhengwei smiled, then suddenly grabbed the ashtray and threw it at him.

boom!
Even though the opponent was prepared, he still couldn't dodge it and was hit on the head, falling backwards.

"Mr. Chen!" Everyone in the negotiation team was furious, and William A. Wheeler's face was also full of dissatisfaction.

"Stop talking nonsense and just start fighting!" Chen Zhengwei suddenly pulled out a gun and pointed it at one of them... He didn't know who it was and just pulled the trigger!
boom!
The other party was shot directly in the stomach!
"I've had enough of this. Since you have no sincerity, there's no need to talk!" Chen Zhengwei's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Everyone has always believed that Chen Zhengwei's brutality was just a way of negotiating, and that he fired the gun yesterday only at the table to scare everyone.

No one expected that Chen Zhengwei would actually dare to shoot someone.

Especially the fierce look in his eyes, which made everyone tremble in their hearts.

The bodyguard next to him saw that the situation was not good and rushed over.

"Calm down, calm down, everyone calm down!" William A. Wheeler's face turned pale and he was sweating with anxiety. He didn't even bother to think about how Chen Zhengwei brought the gun in again.

"Don't shoot!"

boom!
One of the bodyguards had a bullet hole in his head, and blood spurted out from the back of his head.

Seeing this scene, the members of the negotiation team turned pale. They thought Chen Zhengwei was simply crazy.

Did he really want to kill all the people present and then continue fighting?
"Don't shoot, Zhengwei Chen, calm down! You will only make things worse." William A. Wheeler stood in front of everyone with a pale face and open his arms.

"Do you think I'm a fool? We have been trying to recruit people for thousands of years after killing people and setting fires!" Chen Zhengwei pointed his gun at William Wheeler with a look of sarcasm on his face.

"If I kill you, I will go out with my men and burn Washington! By then, all the southern states will become independent. If I conquer a few states, the British will definitely support me twice as much!"

"We agree to your terms!" William A. Wheeler shouted nervously when he saw the situation was not good.

"We shouldn't let more blood be shed in vain! Let's sit down and talk!"

Looking at the growing murderous intent in Chen Zhengwei's eyes, he felt like his heart was about to jump out.

There is still a glimmer of hope. Chen Zhengwei's first shot hit the Secretary of State's legal adviser in the stomach... The second shot killed a bodyguard...

There is still a chance to ease the situation. If Chen Zhengwei kills again, it will be irreversible.

If Chen Zhengwei really burned down Washington...the authority of the US government would completely disappear, and the southern states would take this opportunity to become independent again.

Then...it will really be over!

Therefore, dignity and interests are not so important now. Let’s calm down this irritable Chinese first.

"Are you thinking about sitting down and talking now? What the hell did you think about it before?" Chen Zhengwei had a fierce look on his face.

He originally wanted to have someone shoot him at the door of the hotel so that he could take advantage of the situation to go crazy.

But he just suddenly changed his plans.

After all, plans don’t change as fast as they should… As for how they change… It all depends on my mood.

For example, right now, he was fed up with the other party's constant tricks.

Although he has a good temper, even the best temper can explode sometimes.

The more honest a person is, the more terrifying he is when he explodes.

"Have someone send the injured to treatment first, and go out through the back door so as not to be seen by the reporters outside!" Seeing that Chen Zhengwei had calmed down a little, William A. Wheeler said to the person next to him.

While comforting others.

"Everyone sit down and talk! Calm down!"

Chen Zhengwei sat down angrily.

After knowing that Chen Zhengwei would really turn hostile and shoot, the negotiating team had to think over almost every word in the following negotiations, especially the possible reactions of the Chinese, before they dared to speak.

Under such circumstances, the progress of the negotiations was much faster.

In just one afternoon, the two sides had reached most of the agreement.

(End of this chapter)