The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 430: Should honest people be pointed at with guns?

In certain classes there are no secrets.

News of what happened at the British Legation reached Washington that evening.

"That Chinese man is so arrogant!" Rutherford Birchard Hayes burst into laughter when he heard the news.

This is the best news recently.

If that Chinese person also had a conflict with Britain, then the time for him to wash away the shame would have been much earlier.

That evening, he was in good spirits and drank half a glass of red wine.

The next morning, Rutherford Birchard Hayes called the Secretary of State to discuss whether this incident could be used to his advantage.

However, not long after, a telegram was sent.

"The British hold us accountable and demand that we severely punish the murderer and make compensation and apology." The Secretary of State's secretary sent in a telegram.

Rutherford Birchard Hayes: ???

He was completely stunned. After a moment, he came to his senses and a surge of blood rushed up to him.

……

In a cafe in New York, two middle-aged men sat opposite Randolph Churchill.

"Mr. Churchill, what is the situation?"

"It's not easy! You've pissed that guy off!" Randolph Churchill said as he stirred his tea.

"If you had found him earlier, it would have been better. But you have delayed it until now... To be honest, I don't know what you are thinking!"

"Although many people outside now say that he is a Chinese leader who fights for freedom and equality...but you should know who he is! He is a complete thug and an executioner."

"Anyone who offends him dies a miserable death. Even their entire family is wiped out!"

The two middle-aged men opposite were the two founders of Pratt Company. They looked unhappy when they heard this.

They also understand that they have missed the best time.

That's why he went through various channels and finally found Randolph Churchill.

The Englishman had some friendship with the Chinaman.

"So, what can we do?" Pratt asked directly.

"To be honest, this is a difficult matter. Even if I want to convince him, it will take a lot of effort." Randolph Churchill said while stirring his milk tea.

"How much more money do you need?" Whitney next to him asked directly.

"Five hundred thousand dollars! This is not for me, it is for convincing him!" said Randolph Churchill.

The two hesitated, discussed in a low voice for a moment, and finally agreed.

"We can promise you, but we need time to raise the money," Pratt said.

"You'd better hurry. You don't know which will come first, the bullet or tomorrow!" said Randolph Churchill.

"Two days at most!" Pratt said immediately.

"Good luck to you!" said Randolph Churchill.

After the two men left, Churchill smiled and gave them another $500,000.

The two had previously given him a check for $100,000.

He now began to like America, a place full of the stench of money.

There is gold everywhere here.

You have to know that he and Jenny only have 3000 pounds (4500 US dollars) of living expenses given by two families every month, which can only allow them to barely maintain an upper-class life, and they are always short of money.

But what he earned in the United States was enough to last him for twenty years.

"But when will that guy take action?" Randolph Churchill thought about it and felt that he still needed to find out some information.

After all, that guy is always scary when he takes action.

Maybe those two people were shot dead in the hotel tonight, and the money would be lost.

……

"So how much money did they promise to give you?" Chen Zhengwei looked at Randolph Churchill with a playful expression.

"Three hundred thousand dollars! I don't think you care about this small amount of money!" Randolph Churchill looked calm.

"No, I care a lot. I don't like being taken advantage of! I want two hundred thousand!" Chen Zhengwei waved his hand.

If Randolph Churchill had too much money, he would need less of himself.

Obviously, Churchill gained a lot from his visit to the United States.

Chen Zhengwei was already considering sending someone to the UK to set up a trap and cheat him out of all his money.

Only in this way will he work hard to help you.

Their cooperation will last long.

For the sake of this friendship, Chen Zhengwei felt that he had good intentions.

Randolph Churchill bargained with Chen Zhengwei for a long time, and finally decided to split the price in half.

After making sure that the two men would not cause any trouble before Churchill got the money, Churchill left with satisfaction.

Chen Zhengwei looked at his back meaningfully.

"Brother Wei, that guy doesn't look honest at first glance!" said the henchman behind Chen Zhengwei.

"Are there any honest politicians in this world?" Chen Zhengwei asked back.

"You have to know that honest people cannot be politicians."

Of course he knew that Randolph was a slippery guy, but it didn't matter.

As long as he can help himself.

Apart from him, it is difficult for me to find someone more suitable for the time being.

At the same time, Chen Zhengwei was thinking about how to send someone to cheat Randolph of all his money.

Ponzi scheme!

This idea popped into Chen Zhengwei's mind almost instantly.

Very simple, but very useful.

Especially for those big figures in the upper class.

Anyway, I have been cheated, so whether I drive away one sheep or let two sheep go, it is the same.

Cheating one person is cheating, and cheating a group of people is also cheating.

The only problem is… you can’t do this kind of thing by yourself, and on the surface, it can’t have anything to do with yourself, or even with the Chinese.

The best thing would be to find a British or German, package him as a rising star in American high society, and then export him to Britain. This would be very convincing and almost impossible to fail.

Not only do you need to be smart, but you also need to be eloquent, good at acting, and well controlled...

At least it cannot be exposed before this scam achieves its purpose.

Once the goal is achieved, this person can disappear.

Chen Zhengwei himself felt that it was too difficult to find such a person.

It just makes people pay attention.

"Brother Wei, I found out that the main investor behind Edison's electric company is JP Morgan, the owner of Morgan Bank! It is said that he has a net worth of tens of millions of dollars!" After Aaron asked someone to find out the news, he came back to inform Chen Zhengwei.

"Fuck, it's him again!" Chen Zhengwei cursed.

After thinking about it, he decided to first invest in Edison's electric company, and then find a chance to get rid of him so that he could directly swallow up the electric company.

"Send someone to find him and tell him I want to talk to him!"

"Go to Morgan Bank, the people there will definitely be able to contact him!" said Chen Zhengwei.

Morgan Bank, after seeing several Chinese people express their intentions, Chen Zhengwei wanted to meet their boss, the bank manager did not dare to delay and immediately sent the news to JP Morgan. "What does he want to see me for?" In the study, JP Morgan frowned, he did not intend to meet with Chen Zhengwei.

That madman dared to do such a thing in the embassy yesterday. Who knows what else he can do.

Although it is not known what Chen Zhengwei and Sir Edward Thornton talked about, it is obvious that the two sides reached some kind of agreement.

"Just say I'm not in New York!" JP Morgan ordered after a little thought.

At Morgan Bank, several Chinese youths in hunting suits waited there for an entire afternoon. It was not until the evening that a staff member told them, "I'm so sorry. Mr. Morgan has left New York and we haven't been able to contact him yet. You can leave your contact information and address, and he will send someone to contact you once we've been able to contact him!"

"Can't get in touch with him? Where did he go?" Several thugs had been waiting for an entire afternoon and were very angry. They looked over with cold faces.

"I'm sorry, I don't know Mr. Morgan's whereabouts. We will contact Mr. Morgan as soon as possible and inform him of our meeting request. After that, it depends on Mr. Morgan's specific arrangements." The staff member just said.

"Did he really leave New York or is he afraid to show up?" Several thugs sneered.

"Mr. Morgan is very busy at work!" the staff member simply said.

Although his words were respectful, arrogance was still in his bones.

After all, Chen Zhengwei has been in the limelight recently, but it was too short-lived. The influence of capitalists like JP Morgan is more deeply rooted in people's hearts.

If it was Chen Zhengwei who came in person, he would not dare to be so arrogant, but the people who came were only Chen Zhengwei's henchmen.

After returning, the thugs told Chen Zhengwei what happened.

"Not in New York? What a coincidence?" Chen Zhengwei asked expressionlessly.

"Yeah... They said that Morgan was so busy with work that he didn't even have time to meet Brother Wei..."

“Brother Wei, you didn’t see his tone. I didn’t expect those ghosts to be so arrogant now!”

Chen Zhengwei crossed his legs, holding a cigarette in his mouth and said:

"Ask Eastman to get some tung oil, and burn Morgan Bank tonight! Scare them!"

"I believe he will be in New York soon."

After Chen Zhengwei gave his instructions, he went upstairs.

He also needed to change his clothes because he and Lin Changning were going to attend another banquet in the evening.

He has a lot of banquets to attend next, and he is happy to attend various banquets and talk about business.

The atmosphere at the evening banquet was much more harmonious.

After all, Chen Zhengwei even defeated the army, and few people dare to provoke him now. What happened last night also spread in a certain small circle.

In this way, the rich people are very polite and respectful when facing him.

He also saw several acquaintances from yesterday at the party.

For example, Jay Gould, the tycoon of the Pacific Railroad, and several bank directors.

"Good evening, Mr. Chen! You are always so energetic, which is really enviable!" After seeing Chen Zhengwei, Jay Gould came over to greet him with a smile, without mentioning anything about what happened last night.

"We can continue to talk about what we discussed before and hire security personnel from our company." Chen Zhengwei laughed.

Now these people know what attitude they should have when facing themselves.

In the evening, while Chen Zhengwei was holding a glass of wine and chatting and laughing with others at the banquet, several horse-drawn carriages were traveling through the streets of New York in the night.

23 Wall Street, the House of Morgan, is a four-story building in the classical revival style with a solemn appearance, symbolizing financial strength and sound business reputation.

A dozen thugs jumped off the carriage and looked around. There were still a few pedestrians and carriages on the road.

"Sprinkle the tung oil!" The thugs took the tung oil barrels from the carriage, carried them to the door of Morgan's House, opened the lids and sprinkled the oil on the ground.

One of the thugs took a stick and smashed the window glass one by one, then poured tung oil in through the iron bars.

Wow!

The sound of the window breaking immediately alarmed the security guard inside.

The two security guards immediately checked with their guns, and then they smelled the pungent smell of tung oil.

"Who are you? What do you do?"

boom!
One of the thugs had a grim smile on his face and fired a shot directly inside.

The two bodyguards were startled and quickly shrank behind the cabinet, while aiming their guns outside.

At this time, outside the gate, a thug had already lit a match, which bounced into the tung oil on the ground.

boom!
The fire suddenly broke out.

All the passers-by in the distance stopped to watch.

The security guard inside the bank turned pale and shouted for help.

"Let's go!" The thugs at the bank door sneered, got on the carriage and left.

Not far away, they saw a few copper buttons running towards this side. After seeing the five carriages, they immediately stopped them.

They subconsciously felt that these carriages were related to the fire ahead.

Then I saw a Chinese man sticking his head out of the window: "What's going on?"

When they saw this face, the copper buttons suddenly felt something was wrong.

Since the driver was Eastman's man, they didn't notice it before.

However, it was only then that I discovered that the carriage was full of Chinese.

They were even more certain that the fire ahead was related to these Chinese.

They all know who these Chinese are; they are a bunch of thugs.

A few copper buttons hesitated, not knowing whether they should continue to stop.

The henchman started talking: "You stopped us but didn't say anything... There were so many carriages but you stopped us! Do you have a problem with us? Be careful or I'll sue you for racial discrimination!"

"It's a misunderstanding!" The team leader, Captain Copper Button, squeezed out these words from between his teeth with an unpleasant expression.

"never mind!"

The fire on Wall Street is indeed a big deal. But these Chinese people cannot be arrested at will...

I can only go back and report to the director and let them find a solution.

"Damn it, why are you stopping us for no reason? You're wasting our time!" The thug cursed, and then several carriages left.

Before, when Chen Zhengwei was free, he told them how to deal with troubles they encountered outside in the future.

The method that Brother Wei taught them is really useful.

The copper buttons stood there, their faces livid.

"Those bastards!"

Not only are those Chinese thugs bastards, but those guys in Washington are bastards too.

"Go!" This group of copper buttons could only go straight to the fire scene.

Fortunately, Morgan House was a stone building, and although a fire broke out, the fire did not spread.

Only the windows and curtains were burned, and part of the carpet inside was burned, while the entire building outside was blackened by smoke.

More than half an hour later, JP Morgan received the news and threw the cup in his hand.

"That madman!"

That bastard actually had his own bank burned down.

Even if the loss is not big.

But this is trampling on his face.

It is conceivable that all the wealthy and famous people in New York will discuss this matter tomorrow.

He knew that Chen Zhengwei was warning him that this time he had only set a small fire, but it might not be the same next time.

(End of this chapter)