The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 502: Unique Skills in Doing Business

Chen Zhengwei sat down at the dining table, and his henchman placed a stack of newspapers on the table.

Chen Zhengwei picked up the top issue of the Houston Chronicle and took a quick look.

"Houston mayor was murdered while fighting KKK violence"

Then there was The Texas Press.

"Eliminating evil forces, the mayor of Houston was killed in violent retaliation by the KKK"

Then there's The Texas Observer

"Mourning a hero: Houston mayor's battle against the KKK ends in bloody revenge"

Today, both Houston and Texas newspapers reported the murder of Houston Mayor Joseph Morris as headline news.

The second was the news that the KKK raided a hotel banquet and were killed on the spot.

"Today's newspaper is very lively!" Chen Zhengwei said with a sigh.

As Chen Zhengwei said, the headlines in today's newspapers have had a huge impact in the state.

After all, the KKK's revenge murder of a mayor was no small matter, and even newspapers in other states reported it.

In the past, the KKK killed some civilians and tortured some black people, and no one cared.

But it was different when they kidnapped and tortured a mayor in the street.

Moreover, Joseph Morris was tortured before his death. The bones of his hands, arms and legs were broken, and there were signs of beatings on his body.

This caused anger among many people.

"I have a list here. You can talk to them about the security company later." Chen Zhengwei said to Aaron while eating lunch.

"Brother Wei, how big is the business?" Aaron became interested when he heard this.

"The wealthy people in Houston need some private bodyguards to protect their safety!"

"Brother Wei, you still care about such a small business!" Aaron said immediately. It was indeed just a small business.

A few bodyguards, or even dozens of bodyguards, only make a few thousand dollars a month. Not to mention Chen Zhengwei, even he doesn't care much about it.

Contracts like the Pacific Railroad's were what interested him.

"What if all the rich people in Houston use our people as bodyguards? What if all the rich people in the United States use our people as bodyguards?" Chen Zhengwei said casually.

Not to mention the wealthy people in the entire United States, even one-fifth or even one-tenth of the wealthy people in Texas hire Chen Zhengwei's security company. Chen Zhengwei's influence can cover the entire State of Texas.

Even if those wealthy people only hired a few bodyguards from Chen Zhengwei, outsiders would not see it that way.

Others only see that those wealthy people are surrounded by Chinese bodyguards.

Then I think of myself.

Although Aaron didn't think as clearly as Chen Zhengwei, he understood that if that were the case, it would not just be a matter of hiring a few bodyguards.

He immediately said, "Brother Wei, we don't understand what you are thinking. You have to break it down so that we can understand what is going on!"

"How many times have I told you to read more and use your brain?"

"Brother Wei, I have hired several tutors, and they are all college students! I have been studying very hard." Aaron said with a smile.

Chen Zhengwei thought for a moment and asked, "Are your tutors male or female?"

"female……"

Chen Zhengwei knocked A-Long's forehead with the chopsticks in his hand: "Are you studying?"

After dinner, Aaron was not in a hurry to leave, but waited in the hotel first.

Some wealthy people came to give them money in the afternoon, and Aaron happened to discuss their bodyguard matters with them, and he signed several security contracts in the afternoon.

Chen Zhengwei came to the Port of Houston. Horse-drawn carriages were parked on the roadside, and Chen Zhengwei jumped off one of them.

The other horsemen who got off the carriages immediately surrounded him.

"Mr. Chen, welcome!" A man in his fifties came over with a young man in his twenties.

They are from the Allen family. In 1836, the Allen brothers bought a large piece of land in Houston and wanted to build it into a commercial center.

Now, more than 40 years later, Houston has become a port city with less than people, and the Allen family has a great influence locally.

Buffalo Bay Marina is managed by a joint venture between the Allen family and several other private companies.

"Is the dock here so small?" Chen Zhengwei and his men stood there, looking at the dock in front of them, the dozen or so ships moored there, as well as the wood and agricultural products piled up at the dock, feeling somewhat disappointed.

Even though he had already seen the situation from the information.

"Mr. Chen, the water depth of Buffalo Bay is limited. It can only accommodate ships with a displacement of 700 to 800 tons. Large ships cannot enter. Large ships are all in New Orleans, which is the most important port in the South!"

"But we are dredging Buffalo Bay step by step, so that large ships can pass through." Jason Allen said, pointing to the distance: "There is our dredging ship over there."

In fact, Buffalo Bay has been dredged to improve the waterway conditions.

"So, is there any trouble?" Chen Zhengwei asked.

Jason Allen was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Chen Zhengwei asked this, and then said: "No. It's just that this is not a major route, and those investors are more optimistic about Galveston. Due to funding and route issues, the progress of dredging is relatively slow."

After he finished speaking, he straightened his chest again: "But we are confident that within 20 years, Buffalo Bay will become an important port in the south."

Houston and Buffalo Bay are the most important businesses of the Allen family.

It is a business, not an industry.

This family runs this place as the most important business of the family.

"20 years?" Chen Zhengwei glanced at him. Why do these people always come up with 20-year or 30-year plans?

"20 years just to build a port? Have you worked hard?" Chen Zhengwei asked directly.

In fact, there is another port in Texas, which is Galveston, just south of Houston, and it is the most important port in Texas.

However, Galveston did not develop in later generations, but Houston became one of the most prosperous ports in the world.

Obviously Galveston's potential is far less than Houston's.

"I plan to invest some money in the port here." Chen Zhengwei said directly, looking into the distance, which was the direction of Cuba.

Jason Allen hesitated for a moment and said:

"We welcome every investment, especially Mr. Chen's investment, which will definitely lead to better development of this port!"

He actually didn't want to agree. He did welcome every investor, but the prerequisite was that the other party would not seize the Allen family's right to speak.

But I have to agree.

"Since I'm investing here, this port will definitely have better development!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

"But you have to speed up the dredging of Buffalo Bay!" said Chen Zhengwei.

In the afternoon, the two sides sat in an office near the port and chatted for a while, and Chen Zhengwei finally understood the situation in more detail.

Today the Houston Pier is worth less than $40…

As a port, it cost less than $40, which is very small. If you want to dredge Buffalo Bay to allow large ships with a displacement of 600 tons to pass, it will cost at least $700 to million.

Therefore, if we want to develop this place, we must attract more investment.

However, due to the existence of Galveston, most of those investors invested in the Port of Galveston.

However, Chen Zhengwei has always had his own unique skills in doing business and has unique insights on how to develop ports.

Since the Port of Galveston is in the way, we should find a way to destroy it, even if only part of it.

As long as investors lose confidence in Galveston, funds and attention will naturally shift to Houston.

As for how the Port of Galveston was destroyed, it was nothing more than natural disasters and man-made disasters.

We can’t control natural disasters, but we can control man-made disasters…and if we want to make investors lose confidence in Galveston, then the best way is…war!
For example, the war with the Spanish.

Since Galveston is an island and lacks depth, the entire city will be covered by cannons as soon as a war breaks out.

All the "Spaniards" had to do was bombard the harbor and Galveston would immediately fall into panic.

Then send someone to lobby.

Chen Zhengwei still cares a lot about Houston. Not only will it become one of the most important ports in the world in the future, but it can also radiate to the entire eastern part of South America, including Cuba, Jamaica, Dominican Republic, Venezuela, Suriname, Brazil... eastern Mexico and the eastern United States.

And it has direct access to the Atlantic Ocean.

So this port is very important to him.

Then he didn't want to spend too much money dredging Buffalo Bay.

Chen Zhengwei and Jason Allen chatted for more than an hour and then returned to the hotel.

The next day, Jason Allen brought other private port companies to the hotel and reached an agreement.

Multiple parties jointly established the Buffalo Bay Port Development and Management Company. Others invested in the port land and part of the funds, while Chen Zhengwei invested one million US dollars in five installments within two years.

The total assets of the entire Buffalo Bay Port Development and Management Company reached 65 million US dollars, and Chen Zhengwei held % of the shares.

In addition to Chen Zhengwei, the second largest shareholder is the Allen family, holding 18% of the shares.

The remaining shares are dispersed among other private companies.

The head of the development management company is still Jason Allen.

Chen Zhengwei will also send people to work in the development management company, but they will not participate in management on normal days.

"Then, happy cooperation! Only if we all work together can we develop the Port of Buffalo Bay! When the port is developed, everyone can make money." Chen Zhengwei raised his glass with a smile.

The others also had smiles on their faces, but they had different thoughts in their hearts.

Chen Zhengwei invested one million dollars at once, and even Jason Allen felt that this investment by Chen Zhengwei would be a failure.

Today, the entire port management company only earns tens of thousands of dollars a year, and it has been unable to recover its costs for twenty years, let alone make a profit.

After the cooperation here was negotiated, the donations from those wealthy people also arrived.

Only the mayor's successor remains undecided.

……

Near Houston, a large group of Chinese dressed in hunting clothes rushed into a farm on horseback.

The black people who were working on the farm subconsciously put down their work and looked over.

The farmer in jeans came out of the house holding his shotgun and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

At the same time, looking carefully, I saw that except for a few Germans, most of the people were yellow-skinned Chinese.

Even though he was in the countryside, he knew that there was a group of very aggressive Chinese in Houston recently.

One of the Chinese kicked the horse in the belly, and the horse took a few steps forward. The Chinese asked:
"Are there any KKK members around here? Or anyone suspected of being a KKK member!"

"No, I don't know any KKK!" The farmer immediately shook his head when he heard that.

"Don't know him?" The Chinese man stared at him for a long time and snorted, "Call everyone on the farm here!"

"This is my farm!" The farmer frowned, expressing dissatisfaction. "You have no right to do this!"

"It doesn't have to be your farm!" The Chinese man sneered, and the others picked up the guns hanging on their horses.

The farmer gritted his teeth for a long time before calling two black laborers and asking them to call everyone else over.

After a while, more than 20 black workers gathered here, looking at the Chinese in front of them anxiously.

Several Chinese jumped off their horses and walked up to the blacks with guns. One of them shouted, "You all should know the KKK. They are a group of thugs and cowards, and a cancer in American society! Now our boss, Mr. Chen, is working with the Houston government to crack down on the KKK."

"Just report a KKK member and you can get $3!"

"It's $30 each. If you report a few more, you can say goodbye to your days of being a slave and start a new life!"

Hearing this, the blacks became a little agitated, with suspicion in their eyes.

These black people on the farm are extremely isolated from information and have no idea of what is happening outside.

And he is illiterate.

So Chen Zhengwei's men notified each farm one by one.

The farmer's face looked unhappy, but when he saw the guns in the hands of Chen Zhengwei's men, he did not dare to do anything.

"Mr. Chen is here, and Houston has changed!"

"Now that Mr. Chen is here, you don't have to worry about being bullied by the KKK!"

"There is no place for the KKK to exist in Houston, or even in Texas! Just the day before yesterday, hundreds of KKK members were killed in Houston!"

"You don't have to worry about retaliation. If you suspect someone is from the KKK, you can report it to us and we will confirm it."

"Anyone who is a member of the KKK will be hanged, and the best outcome for them is to be thrown into prison and work on road construction until they die."

"I know that many of you have been bullied and hurt by them. Whether you want revenge or want to get the reward, tell us about the KKK members you know!"

Hearing this, some black people began to be interested and subconsciously looked at the farmer not far away.

One of the black men suddenly spoke up: “I know one!”

"Jack, you'd better stop talking nonsense!" the farmer immediately scolded.

boom!
A Chinese man shot the farmer directly, and the farmer covered his leg and screamed.

"I've been shot...what are you guys going to do?"

The Chinese who fired the gun sneered and said, "I just said that this farm looks like it's yours, but it's not necessarily yours."

"As long as you die, this farm will not belong to you!"

　I was not in good shape last night. After finishing one chapter, I ran to read my old book and read until after 8 o'clock in the morning.

　　It's really well written! But too much has been cut!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)