The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 492 I am a reasonable person
"That night he went to attend a party hosted by Congressman Chapman... After leaving the party, he was attacked less than 1000 meters from the manor..."

"There were no less than 80 people ambushing us, and they also used artillery shells..."

"Some of them were killed after getting off the carriages, and others were killed when shells blew up their carriages..."

"Rong Jiasheng was abducted, nailed to a cross and burned to death..."

"Boss, I've been tracking them down these days and have made some progress! Those KKK members are all from outside the area, but they must have the help of local people..."

"We were ambushed while arresting people last night. Two people died and we beat three of them to death!" Schultz reached out and touched the gauze outside his ear.

A bullet nearly blew a hole in his chest last night and tore his ear open.

"That congressman, where is he?" Chen Zhengwei asked directly.

"Boss, I've been sending people to investigate Chapman, but we haven't found anything yet..."

Chen Zhengwei grabbed the ashtray next to him and threw it over, hitting Schultz directly on the shoulder.

Schultz didn't even dare to move.

"You still need to find evidence of his collusion with the KKK before you take action? This is the first time I've discovered that you're an undercover agent sent by the Ministry of Justice."

Schultz was stunned: "Boss, you know I'm not..."

"Then what the hell are you looking for evidence for? When do we need evidence when we do things?" Chen Zhengwei cursed.

"I attended the banquet he hosted, and was ambushed when I came out. How could it be such a coincidence?"

"Boss, I'll go catch him!" Schultz said quickly.

He also had difficulty in explaining.

Houston was a cotton trading center, and the Chapman family had great influence in the cotton trade.

Not only was Chapman himself a city councilor, but those councilors who represented the interests of large farmers were all allies of the Chapman family.

He is not Chen Zhengwei. If Chen Zhengwei doesn't speak, how could he dare to do the same as Chen Zhengwei?
"No need! I will hold a banquet at the hotel tonight. Send out invitations in my name to invite government officials, congressmen, and celebrities and wealthy people in Houston!"

Chen Zhengwei waved his hand.

"I came to Houston, and the local politicians and wealthy businessmen always wanted to meet me, and I had a good chat with them!"

"Go and do this first, and then come back and explain to me what you have done recently and what you have found out."

"I'll go right away!" Schultz bowed to Chen Zhengwei and then left quickly.

Schultz's men outside the door followed him out.

"Is the boss very angry?" Schultz's confidant whispered beside him.

"What do you think?" Schultz rubbed his belly and grinned.

He still feels cramps in his abdomen.

"With the boss's personality, many people are going to be in trouble!" the henchman muttered.

Who among these San Franciscans doesn’t know Chen Zhengwei’s character?

Chen Zhengwei personally brought people to Houston, and this matter will definitely not be resolved easily.

Not only is someone going to be unlucky, but a lot of people are going to be unlucky.

The most important thing is that Schultz is somewhat restricted in what he does here.

They were unfamiliar with the place and could only barely gain a foothold here. After these days of investigation, they were furious.

With Chen Zhengwei coming, they have a backbone.

After leaving the hotel, Schultz arranged for someone to invite the leading figures in Houston.

Schultz personally led people to invite several important figures, such as the mayor of Houston.

Joseph R. Morris was in his office when he heard the German Schultz come to him and ask, "Do you know what it is?"

He knew that the Chinese man was dead and that the German was looking for the KKK. He suspected that the German was looking for him because of this matter.

The staff member shook his head.

After some thought, Joseph R. Morris decided to meet him, not because of Schultz, but because of the Chinese man in San Francisco.

He put the pen on the table and said, "Bring him here!"

A moment later, Schultz was taken to Morris' office.

Schultz still had a bandage on his head with blood seeping out of it, looking a little disheveled.

Morris even wondered in his heart if he had overestimated these people.

That Chinese man was indeed very powerful. He fought several battles with the U.S. Army and won with fewer troops, but that Chinese man was far away in San Francisco.

And his subordinates are obviously not as powerful as he is.

"Good afternoon, Mayor Morris!" Schultz restrained his fierceness, took off his hat and said to Morris.

"You look a little terrible. Is there anything I can do to help you?" Morris asked as he thought about it.

"Our boss invites you to attend a banquet at the Hutchins House tonight!" Schultz took out an invitation from his arms, which had just been made.

It's very simple and has no gilded decorations, but that doesn't matter.

What matters is who the invitation comes from.

"Your boss?" Morris took the invitation and took a look at it, then he saw the signature on it.

"Zhengwei Chen?"

"Yes, my boss has arrived in Houston!" Schultz saw Morris's face change quickly, and then the arrogance that had been exuding from him disappeared.

Morris was filled with shock. That Chinese man actually came to Houston?
A smile quickly appeared on his face: "I didn't expect your boss to come to Houston in person. Of course, I will definitely attend the banquet tonight!"

"I'm also very happy to meet Mr. Chen!" "Look forward to Mr. Morris's arrival! I won't disturb the Mayor!" Schultz put on his hat and left.

Watching Schultz's figure disappear at the door, Morris frowned and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

Although he had never dealt with Chen Zhengwei, he knew Chen Zhengwei, and that he was not the pioneer of racial equality as people said.

The upper class is always well-informed.

He was a daring, arrogant and crazy thug.

After a while, Morris finally let out a long breath.

I'll go meet that Chinese man tonight and see if he's really as powerful as the rumors say.

At the same time, other celebrities in Houston also received invitations.

When everyone learned that the Chinese man had come to Houston, they were surprised, but some were wary and some didn't care.

Although Chen Zhengwei is very famous, he is too far away from them and it is difficult for them to feel anything.

Moreover, Chen Zhengwei only invited them in the afternoon of the banquet day, which was very rude. They were all celebrities in this city, not ordinary people.

Their itinerary had already been arranged.

It is obvious that this Chinese person has no knowledge of etiquette.

Most people think about it and try to adjust the time.

In any case, give that Chinese man a favor and attend the banquet he is hosting.

See this rumored Chinaman for yourself.

……

"So, everyone is invited?" Chen Zhengwei asked.

"Several people refused!" Schultz said, standing in front of Chen Zhengwei.

"Reject?" Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows. "Will someone reject me?"

"William Marshall Rice, the richest man in Houston, had investments in railroads, banks, cotton, and large tracts of land. He was hosting a party with many guests from out of town, so there was no way to change the time.

He said he would personally apologize to you later.”

"Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance to express his apology!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

The dead can't express apologies.

"There are two wealthy businessmen from Houston who are going to attend Rice's banquet..."

"It seems like he has a lot of face!" Chen Zhengwei smiled and looked at Schultz and asked:
"Schultz, so...what have you been doing in Houston these days? Why...why did they think it was okay to refuse my invitation?"

Schultz immediately said:

"Several wealthy people changed their schedules at the last minute. They had already agreed to attend Rice's party...but the boss's party is more important!"

Chen Zhengwei looked at him for a long while before he said, "Go on, who else?"

"De Calment, it is said, is a French nobleman with some investments in Boston... He will only wear the same dress once... He said his new dress will be ready in three days, and he refuses all banquets until then."

"He won't have a chance to wear his new suit." Chen Zhengwei said bluntly.

"After the banquet, you take people to kill these people!"

……

At 6:30 in the evening, luxurious carriages stopped in front of the best hotel in Houston. Well-dressed gentlemen got off the carriages, stood at the door of the hotel, exchanged a few words with others, and then entered the hotel together.

As soon as I entered the hotel, I saw those big men with strong temperament and fierce eyes standing in the hotel.

There are Germans, Poles, Irish, and a few Chinese.

However, everyone's attention was attracted by a Chinese man who was greeting people at the entrance of the banquet hall.

The man was a head taller than the others, as strong as a bear, and wearing a purple gentleman's suit.

Although his face was filled with smiles, he gave people a huge sense of oppression just by standing there. Everyone could feel the violent power from him.

Everyone who enters and leaves the hotel will be subconsciously attracted to him.

Schultz stood next to Chen Zhengwei and introduced them to him, but he actually didn't know all of them.

But he must get to know him now and then introduce him to Chen Zhengwei.

"This is Mr. George Herman. He changed his schedule at the last minute to attend the banquet!" Schultz introduced.

"Good evening, Mr. Chen!"

"Good evening, Mr. Hermann. Although this is the first time we meet, I think you look very blessed! That's what we say, or in your words, God loves you!" Chen Zhengwei stretched out his hand.

Hearing this, George Herman also smiled brightly and shook hands with Chen Zhengwei. "That sounds great!"

"Believe me, my vision is always accurate!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

As Schultz introduced the guests, they entered the banquet hall one by one.

When another guest came to Chen Zhengwei, Schultz introduced him:
"This is Congressman Chapman..."

Chen Zhengwei narrowed his eyes, looked at the brown-haired middle-aged man in his forties, and said with a smile: "This name sounds familiar, I should have heard of it! And more than once!"

"Good evening, Mr. Chen, I'm William Chapman. I'm very sorry and regretful about what happened before!" Chapman stretched out his hand.

"Ah!" Chen Zhengwei showed an expression of sudden enlightenment: "Congressman Chapman, I remember now."

Then he laughed and said:
"Don't worry, everyone who knows me knows that I am a reasonable person!"

(End of this chapter)