The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 486 Criminal Organization Mentor
"This guy really dares to speak!" The next day, Chen Zhengwei received a telegram...he wanted to bargain.

When he heard Yung Wing talk about it before, he didn't think much about it.

Now that he had seen this telegram, he realized that Yung Wing was a very bold and evil guy.

It costs more than four million to build a road, a hospital and a school.

You have to know that all the people are his, and the factories producing sleepers and rails, and even the transportation are all related to him. In fact, including labor costs, the cost is at most more than two million.

And this is just the first payment. Later we will have to build the Los Angeles City Government, the police station... and a hospital and a school will definitely not be enough.

Isn't this just treating the US government as a fool?

Chen Zhengwei crumpled the telegram into a ball of waste paper and threw it into the trash can.

"Telegram them back. Not a penny less. If anyone has any objection to the amount, let him come and talk to me."

If you lose on the battlefield, there is naturally no reason to argue.

Otherwise, wouldn’t my fight be in vain?
Moreover, the low tax revenue in the US has nothing to do with him. With such low tax revenue, doesn’t the US government consider the reason? Isn’t it because the US government doesn’t work hard to collect taxes?
In the next two or three days, the Finance Department sent several more telegrams to Chen Zhengwei, and finally gritted its teeth and agreed to Yung Wing's offer.

However, there is a condition that the project needs to be divided into several stages, and when each stage is completed, the cost of the next stage must be paid.

The cost of the first phase is $800,000.

In addition, the Finance Department will send someone to supervise and review the project funds.

"What do they mean? Don't they believe me? The US government is judging others by their own standards!" Chen Zhengwei sneered when he saw this request.

"Are you afraid that I will embezzle the project funds, or are you afraid that I will embezzle the funds?"

"Raise the prices of sleepers, rails, and labor in the near future!"

Does he need to embezzle money?

The raw materials are all his, the labor is his, and the quotation is also made by him. He just needs to raise the price!

The market price has gone up. Labor costs are so high now. Chinese people earn $25 a month. Maybe it will go up to $35 in a while.

"Also, they sent people to supervise... When they come, throw them into the sea and let them swim back to Washington!" Chen Zhengwei said to Li Xiwen angrily.

However, he waited for a long time but no supervisor from the Finance Department showed up.

No one was willing to come.

But he waited until the other person came back.

Green is finally back.

"Is Philadelphia so fun? You've been there for half a year and don't even want to come back?" Chen Zhengwei looked at Green who walked into the office with a smile.

"Boss, only four months!" Green corrected.

"There's a bit of trouble over there. The local gangs were too active and were targeted by the police. But they finally got the job done! I even brought some people back this time!" Green said.

"I know the thing."

In recent months, he has been in Pittsburgh and Philadelphia, helping Andrew Carnegie buy eleven steel companies. He also killed a gangster in Philadelphia and supported an Italian mafia.

The mafia that was supported knew that the person behind Green was not easy to deal with, so they worked hard.

But how could you not be targeted when you target so many wealthy people?
In particular, a few directors of the steel company who were stubborn and refused to give in were killed at home just half a month ago.

The result was the fury of the local police department.

Then the mafia boss just ran away... and came to San Francisco with Green.

Of course, it’s not a small gang now.

This gang, which originally had only about forty people, has grown rapidly with Green's support. It now has nearly two hundred people and controls a lot of gray businesses.

"Let someone in!" Chen Zhengwei tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

Then another person was brought in, an Italian man in his twenties. He was not tall, less than 1.7 meters, but very heavy.

There was a scar at the corner of his mouth and his eyes looked somewhat fierce.

It looks a bit like Greater Poland.

"Good afternoon, sir, I am Salvatore Sabella! I followed your instructions and completed what you asked me to do!" Salvatore Sabella maintained a respectful attitude.

At first, he only knew that behind Green was the American Disciplinary Committee of Criminal Organizations, an organization with terrifying power that covered almost the entire United States.

However, in order to fulfill the committee's arrangements, he gritted his teeth and killed several wealthy people in Philadelphia, and now the police are looking for him everywhere.

He had no choice but to hand over his family to other people, find Green himself, and prepare to run away.

It was only then that he realized that Chen Zhengwei was the person behind this committee.

This is a Chinese who fought a war with the US government all the way to Washington.

Then he followed Green all the way to San Francisco, and he was still full of anxiety.

He didn't know what was waiting for him, nor did he know when he could return to his family, and whether his family would still listen to him.

"I know you, Salvio! They all call you that, right? You can relax a little!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

"This time the work was done well, I'm very satisfied!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"You don't need to worry about your future! Anyone who does something for me will be rewarded!"

"In fact, I have already arranged it. Next, you will be prosecuted... and then imprisoned for a very minor crime!"

When Salvatore Sabella heard the word "being prosecuted", his expression changed a little, but he remained calm.

And Chen Zhengwei's subsequent words made him feel relieved.

"According to American law, the same crime will not be prosecuted repeatedly. So by then none of your other charges will be established, and you will only be imprisoned for a small crime!"

"It will take about three to six months, and then you can return to Philadelphia with a clear conscience, and the Philadelphia police won't bother you anymore."

"I can guarantee that your family will still be yours then!"

"Also, you don't have to worry about life in prison. You will have a luxurious room and delicious food every day. I can even let prostitutes go in with you! Just treat it as a vacation! If you want to go swimming at the beach and enjoy the sun and the beach, you can also apply!"

"Of course, I suggest you take this opportunity to read some books. After all, gangs also have their own levels! If you want to grow your gang, you need to learn more."

"For example, the law... You see, all your crimes can be solved by just using a little trick and taking a vacation." Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

There was no smugness on his face; it was just a trivial matter.

Salvatore Sabella opened his mouth slightly. He didn't expect that things could be solved this way.

This surprised him.

Especially Chen Zhengwei's nonchalant attitude and arrangements, which managed to solve what he thought was a huge problem.

More importantly, the things revealed behind the scenes, the judicial system, the prison, are all under Chen Zhengwei's control. Nothing can make him feel the gap between the two sides more than this.

Of course, the other party should really be so amazing.

The enemy fought all the way to Washington.

"Mr. Chen, your arrangements are very thoughtful. Thank you very much for your help. Can I offer you my loyalty and respect?" Salvatore Sabella said respectfully.

"Of course!" Chen Zhengwei smiled and stretched out his hand. Salvatore Sabella stepped forward and kissed the ring on Chen Zhengwei's thumb.

"Learn more in prison. You know, being a bad guy is much harder than being a good guy! Being a good guy only requires luck once, but being a bad guy requires luck every time. Luck is something you can't see or touch, so you need to learn all kinds of knowledge and make various arrangements."

"If you need, I can also arrange a teacher for you! For example, sociology, law, economics and etiquette!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"I have no objection and will follow your arrangements!" Salvatore Sabella said respectfully, while keeping Chen Zhengwei's words in mind.

He benefited a lot from Chen Zhengwei's guidance.

No wonder the other party organized the American Criminal Organization Disciplinary Committee, and all organizations must listen to him.

Their vision and knowledge are beyond their reach.

"You can spend a few days in San Francisco and relax before court!"

"I'll ask someone to arrange a hotel for you. I should have nothing to do in the evening, so we can have dinner together!" said Chen Zhengwei.

Although the meeting was short, he was very satisfied with what the other party did in Philadelphia.

Especially in order to fulfill his own requirements, he was targeted by the police and hunted everywhere.

So Chen Zhengwei must make sure he is settled.

This is also for other members of the disciplinary committee to see.

And due to cultural reasons, the Italian Mafia has a stricter hierarchy and system than other gangs, a tight organizational structure, and higher loyalty.

Of course, this doesn't mean they are trustworthy, just a little more trustworthy than other gangs.

After Salvatore Sabella was taken to the best hotel in San Francisco, Chen Zhengwei and Green sat down to chat.

"Boss, the Disciplinary Committee should have an action department! Rather than letting them act on their own, it would be better to let them do the preliminary preparations and then have the action department take action! It can also serve as a deterrent to those gangs."

Green talked about his thoughts along the way.

"I already have a plan!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile. He certainly knew the advantages of the airborne mode.

When it is really necessary to take action, the gangs will do the preliminary and auxiliary work, and then the action department will be airdropped in.

The police can do nothing.

This is what the Disciplinary Committee’s direct board of directors does.

It's just that he hasn't found the right person to host it.

"Let's call Brother Bob back!" Chen Zhengwei said after thinking for a while.

The Bob brothers were the robbers of the Nevada train robbery and have been hunted by the Department of Justice and detectives. In the past six months, they have fought with the Department of Justice and detectives seven or eight times in the West, and both sides suffered losses.

But no one has been chasing them in the past two months.

"Now the Department of Justice and detectives have almost stopped tracking them... There is no point in letting them continue to go around in circles in the desert."

Originally, Chen Zhengwei planned to let them rob banks and railways when it was inconvenient for him to take action.

However, he has now upgraded to robbing the country, and the Pacific Railway has signed a security contract with him. Now the security personnel on the train are all Chen Zhengwei's subordinates.

The original career of Brother Bob would be meaningless.

So Chen Zhengwei planned to let them change track.

Do the council's work.

Among Bob's brothers, the older brother, Harry Lane, is cruel and violent, but the younger brother, Bob Lane, is smart.

Moreover, all the members of the board of directors are his people, so even if Bob Ryan chairs the board of directors, nothing can happen.

The robbery career that the Bob brothers had been working hard for and persevering in was aborted simply because of Chen Zhengwei's change of mind.

In the evening, Chen Zhengwei took Wanyun to have dinner with Salvatore Sabella and Green.

"As the Industrial Revolution progressed, the United States continued to urbanize, farmers continued to move into urban slums, and criminal organizations were formed."

"After all, people have to find a way to survive! Crime is not their fault, it's the fault of the US government!"

"A speck of dust from the times becomes a mountain when it falls on a person."

Chen Zhengwei ate while chatting with the two.

With a relaxed smile on his face, he talked freely with a knife and fork in his hands.

"But protection fees and extortion are not acceptable. How much money can you make from protection fees? It's just enough to fill your stomach, and you can't keep doing it for long!"

"An organization should have diversified income channels, and then use various means to launder the money! Then invest the money into formal industries!"

"They hold a pivotal position in those physical industries, employ workers, control votes, intervene in politics, and take root in the city where they are located, just like a big tree, spreading its roots to every corner of the city!"

"By that time, the U.S. government won't be able to touch you!"

"Remember, you're not committing crimes. Crime isn't your goal, and you're not perverts. The purpose of committing crimes is to accumulate capital. Once you have capital, you'll try to control politics and public opinion!"

"How much money can you get by robbing ordinary people of their bread? Wearing high-end dresses, frequenting banquets and salons every day, and forming a community of interests with those congressmen and government officials, you can legally rob a hundred or a thousand times more money with just a few words!"

"Remember, it's legal!"

"Look at me here...the one with the bald head is the city councilor!"

“That man with his wife and two lovely children…that’s the customs officer from San Francisco!”

Following Chen Zhengwei's gaze, the people in the club restaurant smiled and nodded in greeting: "Good evening, Mr. Chen!"

"Good evening, Mr. Chen!" James came in with his female companion, walked to Chen Zhengwei first and greeted him with a proper smile on his face:
"Mr. Chen, can you spare some time later?"

"Of course! James!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"I won't disturb you while you eat!" James left with a smile.

"He is the mayor of San Francisco!" Chen Zhengwei said after retracting his gaze.

Salvatore Sabella could no longer eat and did not touch the steak in front of him for a long time.

He felt that he should write down what Chen Zhengwei said.

(End of this chapter)