The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 483: Pioneers of Freedom and Equality
"Brother Wei, sister-in-law! Can you please excuse me? We have such a sumptuous meal tonight!" Ah Hu asked about Chen Zhengwei's location, found the restaurant, and said with a smile.

Turning around, he saw Yan Qingyou: "Ah You, why are you here too?"

"You can come, but I can't?" Yan Qingyou scolded with a smile.

"Just say so if you want to eat for free! Get your own bowl and chopsticks!" Chen Zhengwei didn't care. He actually liked the lively atmosphere when eating.

Ah Hu immediately took out the dishes and chopsticks from the cabinet next to him as if he was familiar with the process.

Chen Zhengwei has a single room in Dingshilou, which is not open to the public. There are bowls and chopsticks in the cabinet in the room.

After all, people often come to eat for free.

"Brother Wei, those guys are coming over, and my men have spotted them!" Yan Qingyou said while picking up some fish.

"Keep an eye on them and see who they contact. Be careful when following them and don't let them find out! Haven't local regulations come out recently? Find a chance to throw them in jail!" said Chen Zhengwei.

The people Yan Qingyou were talking about were those sent by the Ministry of Justice.

Chen Zhengwei knew exactly where those people were.

The only problem was how to deal with them. After all, Chen Zhengwei had taken some effort to cram so many people into the newly established FBI of the Department of Justice.

He didn't intend to be exposed so soon.

"I'll think of a way!" Yan Qingyou nodded.

When the two of them finished talking and started gossiping, Ah Hu said, "Brother Wei, there are two black beggars who want to see you."

"What's going on?" Chen Zhengwei asked while eating. If it was just an ordinary beggar, Ah Hu would definitely not tell him.

"It is said that he came from New Orleans...he wants to learn from the scriptures!"

Now Chen Zhengwei, Lin Changning and Yan Qingyou all looked over.

"Today, Mr. Lin from Lin Yuan Shan met them at the Auckland dock. They said they had boarded a train all the way from New Orleans! They said that Brother Wei is a Chinese leader and a pioneer in the racial equality movement, so they wanted to ask Brother Wei what they should do!"

"I think Brother Wei seems to be very concerned about those black people and has expressed his views through newspapers several times. Maybe he will meet them!"

"You've finally used your brains this time!" Chen Zhengwei praised.

After talking with Li Xiwen last time, he observed for a while and found that those black people actually endured it again.

Although there were constant protests, there were no major actions.

More than six million black people are just a group of loose sand...To say they are a group of loose sand is an exaggeration to say the least.

That's six million pigs ready to be slaughtered.

This made him feel that he could support white supremacist organizations a little more strongly, and also support Italians and Poles. Although they were much smaller in number, they were much more useful than those black people.

But now two black people came here from the southern United States to find him...

Chen Zhengwei thought for a moment and said:
"Bring them to the club to see me tomorrow!"

"Brother Wei, do you think they have a chance? After all, there are more than six million black people in the United States..." Yan Qingyou asked.

"No!" Chen Zhengwei said casually:
"Do they have someone like me?"

"How is that possible?" Yan Qingyou and Ahu asked immediately.

"That's it! Those blacks are a group of scattered sand. Without a strong person to unite them, no matter how hard they try, there will be no results!" Chen Zhengwei said, leaning back in his chair.

This powerful person not only needs to have an outstanding vision that is ahead of his time... he also needs to be lucky enough not to be beaten to death.

Or groups of elites who are not afraid of life and death, one after another, use their blood to awaken the people's bloodiness and consciousness.

He was very sure that there would not be another person like him among the black people.

The US government will not allow it.

He wouldn't allow it.

"But they can cause some trouble for the US government!"

"So that those guys won't have anything to do after eating and can't sleep well at night and blame me for it."

"If they like sleeping so much, let them sleep all the time next time. They won't have to wake up, and they will definitely sleep well!"

……

The next morning, Nathaniel and George sat in Chinatown and looked around. There was curiosity on their faces and envy in their eyes.

These Chinese people... are just ordinary people, but they all seem to have things to do and enough to eat... There is light in their eyes, and they don't look like zombies.

It's much more orderly here than in the black community.

"I wish we could do that!" George murmured.

"Of course they will! That's why we are here!" Nathaniel nodded affirmatively.

When the Chinese people in Chinatown see two black people sitting here, they can't help but take a few more glances.

There are some tourists in Chinatown today, but black people are still rare.

There are thousands of black people in San Francisco, but they won't come here.

But no one wants to get involved. Now the Chinese in Chinatown are very busy, whether they are factory owners or ordinary workers.

It was not until the afternoon that Chen Zhenghu came to call the two of them: "Let's go, follow me to see Brother Wei!"

The two of them took a shower yesterday and are now much cleaner.

However, the clothes also smelled strong, so Chen Zhenghu asked someone to find two sets of old clothes and two pairs of old leather shoes and gave them to them.

The soles of the two men's worn-out cloth shoes were barely attached to the uppers, and their toes were all exposed.

Then the two of them followed Chen Zhenghu to the club with trepidation and anticipation.

As soon as the two of them walked into the club, they felt the soft touch under their feet, just like an electric shock. They subconsciously retracted their feet and looked down, only to see that the ground was covered with high-end handmade carpets.

A long-lost memory emerged from Nathaniel's memory. At that time, he was just a child of a few years old. He accidentally soiled the carpet in his master's house and was then hung up and beaten.

After the extraction, he vomited blood for several days and everyone thought he would not survive.

But he was lucky and survived.

He still remembers the sad look in his mother's eyes when she hugged him, which is more vivid than the piercing pain in his body.

Later...his mother was sold.

After the slaves were freed, he searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

Maybe dead.

After all, at that time, the average life expectancy of black people was only in their 20s.

And now, I am only about 30 years old.

Chen Zhenghu walked a few steps and found that the two men had not caught up with him. He turned around and saw them standing at the door, looking down at the carpet under their feet.

"Come on, what are you two waiting for?"

Nathaniel and George then stepped carefully onto the carpet. The soft feeling under their feet made them feel as if they were walking on clouds.

Seeing that the people around them just glanced at them and no one scolded them, they felt relieved and followed Chen Zhenghu cautiously.

The excitement in my heart turned into uneasiness. Especially since everything here was full of luxury, the walls were covered with precious wood, and there were inlaid gold decorations. Even the pillar at the front of the stair handrail was inlaid with a crystal ball.

They were very careful, afraid of breaking or dirtying anything.

Seeing them like this, Chen Zhenghu wanted to scold them, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he took them back.

He recalled that not long after he met Chen Zhengwei, Chen Zhengwei heard a few Chinese people saying something while walking, and then he walked over and slapped each of them.

At that time, Chen Zhengwei was not as famous as he is now, he was just an unknown person.

However, seeing that Chen Zhengwei was so ferocious, those people dared not say anything and ran away.

At the time, Chen Zhengwei said: "They look like dogs!"

Chen Zhenghu didn't understand it at that time, but now he suddenly understood that emotion.

"Hundreds or even thousands of people walk around here every day. When it gets dirty, we just replace them with a new batch!" said Chen Zhenghu.

The two of them forced a smile upon hearing this and quickened their pace.

Chen Zhenghu took the two men to Chen Zhengwei's office, and his men searched the two men and confirmed that they did not have any weapons.

Then there was a knock on the door.

"come in!"

Chen Zhenghu went in and saw Chen Zhengwei standing in front of the window smoking a cigar, then he turned around and invited the two to come in.

Nathaniel walked in and saw the person standing in front of the window, looking out the window. Just standing there attracted his attention.

The man was tall and big, like a bear, but from his profile one could tell he was very young.

The newspapers said he was only about twenty years old.

An unimaginable age.

Chen Zhengwei turned his head and looked at the two people who came in. Nathaniel was quite tall, about 1.7 meters tall and about 30 years old.

The other one is only a little over 1.6 meters tall.

Both of them were wearing old, ill-fitting gentleman's suits and worn-out leather shoes.

Looks no better than a beggar.

This is after they cleaned up. You can imagine what they looked like yesterday.

"Are you Mr. Chen?" Nathaniel asked cautiously.

"No one in San Francisco dares to impersonate me!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile. When he spoke, he exuded an air of publicity and confidence.

When Nathaniel confirmed that it was Chen Zhengwei, his eyes were full of respect, admiration and expectation.

They had come to San Francisco with great difficulty just to meet the man in front of them, the leader of the Chinese people and the pioneer of freedom and equality.

"Please sit down! I heard that you came here from New Orleans to find me!" Chen Zhengwei gestured to the two of them to sit down, and he walked to the main sofa and sat down, crossing his legs.

"Ahu, pour them two glasses of whiskey! Help them relax!"

The two men held the half glass of whiskey handed to them by Chen Zhenghu and took a sip. The flavors of smoke, oak barrels, honey and vanilla lingered on their tongues. This was the first time they had drunk this fine whiskey in their lives.

The two held the cups, and Nathaniel said, "Mr. Chen, the Chinese leader, you know what we are going through now, and you have spoken in the newspapers before. Can you help us?"

"Of course... no! You should understand one thing, there has never been any savior in this world. I am not... maybe God is, but obviously he doesn't want to do anything." Chen Zhengwei said as he crossed his legs and exhaled a puff of cigar smoke.

The swirling smoke obscured half of Chen Zhengwei's face.

"I know...your speech in the newspaper made us feel powerful. We want to do something to change all this, but we don't know how...I believe you can guide us!" Nathaniel continued.

"You should inquire about my reputation in San Francisco now!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

"They all respect you!" Nathaniel said immediately. Not only the people in San Francisco, he also respected Chen Zhengwei, otherwise he would not have come here.

"No, they are all afraid of me!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

"Brutal, cruel, a robber, a murderer... this is how they describe me!" Chen Zhengwei said playfully.

Nathaniel and George were both a little stunned.

"We have a saying: His enemy is my hero!"

"I also said it in the newspaper: No one will give you peace!"

"You will kill a pig without a care, but if you want to kill a bear, you have to think carefully about whether you can kill it, because bears are dangerous. If you can't kill it, you will be the one who dies!"

"By the same token, in this world, good people can't accomplish anything! If I beg them to give me equality, will anyone pay attention to me?"

"Of course not, they'll just step on my head again."

"So if you want others to respect you, you must first let them know that you are dangerous!"

"If I had not led the Chinese to fight the American government, the Chinese would not have achieved their current status!" Chen Zhengwei said it very simply and straightforwardly. After all, if it was too complicated, the two people would not understand.

"Then what should we do?" Nathaniel thought about Chen Zhengwei's words and then asked.

"There are only a few tens of thousands of Chinese Americans... and more than six million black people!"

"I have united all the Chinese people, but you are a pile of scattered sand!"

"So you need to have your own beliefs and your own program, so that everyone can work towards the same direction. Countless people have come forward for this goal, and let everyone see your strength!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

Hearing this, Nathaniel was immediately excited. This was exactly what he wanted.

Sure enough, only in San Francisco could he know this.

Chen Zhengwei said slowly: "You need a goal to unite everyone!"

"You must have a fighting spirit!"

"You must keep moving forward and never retreat!"

"As long as black people are still being persecuted by white people in society, you can't stop!"

"As long as your living space is still limited to the slums, you can't stop!"

"As long as black people can't vote, you can't stop!"

“No matter now or in the future, you cannot stop unless justice and fairness surge like the waves of the sea and river!”

“Even if you have suffered setbacks, many people have become confused and no longer determined about the future, but you still have to open your eyes, keep moving forward, and never stop!”

"You are not free yet. Freeing the slaves only frees you from superficial slavery, but this society is still enslaving you all the time!"

"You will spread the voice of freedom throughout America, inspire others, all of you work together, pray together, struggle together, go to jail together, and stand up for freedom together; and know that one day, you will be free."

Chen Zhengwei's words were like sonorous sounds, his voice was full of power that could not be ignored and made people's blood boil.

Nathaniel and George's bodies were shaking with excitement.

“You must have your own schools to train your children to become elites, you must have your own hospitals to help the sick poor, you must also have your own armed forces to protect yourself and your children… You must also have your own factories and your own shops…”

Not to mention them, even Chen Zhenghu and Li Xiwen had red faces, which was a sign of blood rushing to their heads.

Isn’t this what Chen Zhengwei has been leading them to do all along?
(End of this chapter)