The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 529: Of course funerals should be festive!
Remington Company, office of Philo Remington.

A young Chinese man put a gun on the table.

"What is this?" Philo Remington was a little confused and didn't know what the other party meant.

After putting on the glasses and holding the gun in my hand, I saw a firearm I had never seen before, different from any other firearm on the market.

It looks very much like the guns in the hands of those Chinese.

Although he had not looked closely, he had seen the appearance of those guns.

However, this gun has a longer barrel and a much larger body, making it obviously more complicated.

"Someone copied our gun and hasn't paid the patent fee. The boss is very unhappy. He wants to know which company made the gun!" said the young Chinese man.

Hearing this, Philo Remington immediately understood.

Someone is going to be in trouble if a counterfeit of Chen Zhengwei's gun falls into his hands.

After all, Chen Zhengwei never tries to reason with others or resolve issues through the courts.

Moreover, the US president had just been assassinated, and many people suspected that Chen Zhengwei was the one who did it.

But there is no evidence, and no one dares to talk about it outside.

"Mr. Chen, do you have anything else to convey to you?" asked Philo Remington.

In accordance with Chen Zhengwei's requirements, Remington has produced tens of thousands of rifles in the past six months, as well as a large number of bullets, all of which are piled up in warehouses.

Up to now, Chen Zhengwei has no intention of selling this batch of weapons, which makes him a little anxious.

"Let's finish this first!" The Chinese man was the person Chen Zhengwei left at Remington Company, so he naturally knew what he wanted to ask.

But how could he know such a thing?

Philo Remington sent the gun to the laboratory, and after taking it apart, everyone found that the structure of the gun was very complicated.

"Too complicated!"

The more complex the weapon, the more likely it is to go wrong on the battlefield.

However, this is because Chen Zhengwei's gun uses smokeless powder bullets, while this imitation gun uses black powder bullets, and cannot use recoil to reload bullets, so a complex mechanical structure was designed to complete the reloading and reloading.

The fighting that day was too short, otherwise the weapon would have exposed more problems.

"It must be very expensive..." The craftsmen in the laboratory chatted while disassembling the gun into parts and checking the structure of these parts one by one.

"It looks like it was produced by Winchester..." A craftsman was a little unsure, turned around, opened a box, and took out a few parts.

"Look at the machining arcs here, they are the same!"

……

As the nation reeled from the death of its president, a horse-drawn carriage drove through the drizzle and arrived in front of a house in Georgetown.

The carriage door was pushed open from the inside, and a young man wearing a tall silk hat got out first. After he opened his umbrella, another person got out of the carriage.

Others would be surprised if they saw this person's appearance.

The president had just died, and Vice President William Wheeler, who should be the busiest now, unexpectedly appeared here.

William Wheeler looked at the small building in front of him. The investigation bureau spent three days investigating and found that Chen Zhengwei was here.

Chen Zhengwei did not hide his whereabouts.

William Wheeler was really tempted and wanted to mobilize the army to encircle and suppress the enemy.

Washington now has two corps, while Chen Zhengwei has at most a dozen people around him.

But he still didn't dare.

There have been too many failures. In the previous ambush in Austin, the number gap between the two sides was also huge, and no one thought they would fail.

But it just failed.

And it was a disastrous failure.

If he failed again, no one knew what would happen, and he couldn't afford the responsibility.

William Wheeler went forward and knocked on the door. The door was opened and a Chinese man came in with a submachine gun slightly drooping in his hand.

"I am Vice President William Wheeler, and I'm here to see Mr. Chen!" William Wheeler made it clear that he had no ill intentions.

"Come in!" The thug took a half step back and signaled William Wheeler that he could go in.

William Wheeler took off his hat and followed his henchman into the living room, where he saw Chen Zhengwei sitting there with his legs crossed.

A girl with brown hair snuggled up to him.

According to the information, this should be a girl from the DuPont family.

"William, I didn't expect you to come so soon. I thought you would be very busy! Are you here to thank me?" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

William Wheeler handed his hat to his attendant and forced a smile.

"I think we should talk!"

"Since you don't come here for no reason...please sit down!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

After William Wheeler sat down, he got straight to the point: "Is it over now?"

"I was drinking whiskey on the train, and as soon as I arrived in Austin, thousands of people rushed out and shot at me... and then you asked me if it was over?" Chen Zhengwei restrained the smile on his face and looked at William Wheeler.

"Tell me, what do you think?"

"Is this your first day meeting me? Do I look so easy to bully?"

"You also took revenge! Hayes and Deves...and Sherman have paid the price for their actions!" William Wheeler said in a deep voice.

"In my opinion, it's far from enough!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

"This matter should end here...Mr. Chen, you know this. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been doing nothing these past few days!"

"Tell me, is it possible that I'm waiting for my people to come?" Chen Zhengwei put a smile on his face again.

William Wheeler's expression changed slightly, but he soon calmed down.

He knew that Chen Zhengwei didn't want to go on. Chen Zhengwei's goal was revenge, not to make himself a target of public criticism and an enemy of this country.

But I have to give him a way out.

When negotiating with this guy, you must not be too forceful, otherwise the situation will become irreparable.

This guy might go crazy at any time.

"Mr. Chen, what exactly do you want?" William Wheeler asked in a deep voice.

"We can find a murderer for this matter and not let this matter involve you, so that we can continue to maintain peace between us."

"I think that's enough for you!"

In fact, the US government is the last one to pin this incident on Chen Zhengwei.

If that happens, the US government must retaliate in equal measure and arrest Chen Zhengwei, otherwise US laws and national dignity will become a joke.

The result will only be war.

William Wheeler had absolutely no desire to initiate another war.

"Let me think about it...what should I want..." Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Zhengwei clapped his hands and said, "I figured it out. Leave the families of Hayes and Deves to me!"

"This is impossible, and we can't do it!" William Wheeler rejected it directly.

"They had already arranged for your family to leave the United States before you came! They will never come back, so you don't have to worry about them retaliating against you!"

"That's hard to say!" Chen Zhengwei sneered. "Only dead people in this world won't take revenge!"

But he did not insist on this matter: "You have to allocate funds to Texas to support the construction of Texas. I will not make it difficult for you. Six million dollars!"

Six million dollars should be enough to clear the Houston Ship Channel so that large ships can enter and exit Houston.

"Don't tell me you can't even come up with six million dollars!" "If this is your only request, I can agree to it!" William Wheeler thought about it and agreed.

Six million dollars was something he could accept to keep the matter under wraps and avoid causing more chaos and conflict.

Moreover, this money is used to support Texas' infrastructure, and it is easy to get through Congress.

"Remember, don't always target me! It won't be so easy next time!" Chen Zhengwei stared at William Wheeler.

"Now I just want to hold out until I leave office!" William Wheeler said directly.

"By the way, when is the president's funeral? Be sure to wait for me until I get off the boat!"

"Otherwise, I don't agree with this funeral!" Chen Zhengwei leaned back on the sofa and said with a smile.

"What do you want to do?" William Wheeler immediately became alert.

"The president's funeral would definitely be incomplete without my participation!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile. "Don't worry, I'm not planning on causing any trouble!"

"I have always been a trustworthy person!"

"A farewell ceremony will be held in the Capitol Rotunda tomorrow!" said William Wheeler.

"That won't work. I won't get off the boat until tomorrow! It'll have to be at least four days later." Chen Zhengwei refused directly.

"We have already informed the public and envoys of various countries!" William Wheeler said. The incident has already been notified, how could it be changed?

"You have notified so many people, but have you notified me?" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

"How about I help you? I'll have someone blow up the Rotunda tonight. That way you can legitimately change the time and avoid any embarrassment!"

"Am I very considerate?" Chen Zhengwei felt that he was a very kind person who was particularly considerate of others.

"Why do you have to attend the funeral?" William Wheeler was also angry.

"The president is dead, and you don't allow me to participate in such a big event... Are you discriminating against Chinese people? I am the first one to disagree!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

William Wheeler stared at Chen Zhengwei for a long time and was tortured by him to the point of losing his temper.

"We'll find a way!"

"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave!"

He came here this time because he was afraid that Chen Zhengwei would cause trouble again, so the two sides had to have a talk.

Now that the talk was over, he didn't want to stay even a minute longer.

He regretted why he didn't come to see Chen Zhengwei after the funeral tomorrow.

After William Wheeler returned, he first convened a cabinet meeting, and only the deputy army commander Philip Sheridan did not attend.

"I've met him, and he has two requests!" William Wheeler said to everyone.

“First, allocate $600 million to Texas to invest in infrastructure!”

"Second, he has to attend the president's funeral...so the funeral will be held in four days!"

"What is he going to do?" Everyone's first reaction was the same as William Wheeler's. They always felt that Chen Zhengwei was going to do something again.

Chen Zhengwei is a madman, and nothing he does seems strange.

"Show off!" William Wheeler said directly.

When he was with Chen Zhengwei, he figured out the purpose of Chen Zhengwei's actions.

show off.

He showed off his status and military power to everyone, including envoys from various countries.

This has always been Chen Zhengwei's character.

After a brief discussion, everyone nodded and said, "Promise him!"

Just find an excuse to postpone the memorial service...at most you'll be talked about or scolded, which is not a big problem.

Soon, a new announcement was issued, stating that small-scale repairs were to be carried out due to disrepair.

The ceremony was postponed until four days later.

Ministers and top wealthy people from various countries who received this news were all puzzled.

……

Four days later, Chen Zhengwei asked Cicely, "Are you really not going to participate?"

Cicely looked at Chen Zhengwei in a red suit and finally shook her head: "No!"

Actually, she really wanted to go, but she really didn't want to attend the president's funeral with Chen Zhengwei, who was wearing red.

Chen Zhengwei can ignore other people's opinions, but she can't.

She also represents the du Pont family.

"This is a grand occasion!" Chen Zhengwei smiled as he led his men away, taking a boat from the Potomac River near Georgetown.

Then board a ship anchored offshore.

There were more than a hundred men in black gentleman suits standing on the boat, led by Xu Yan and Rong Jiahong.

The ship didn't come from Texas, but from New York.

Aaron's ship had not arrived yet, so Chen Zhengwei simply called Xu Yan and others from New York over.

"Brother Wei, why are you wearing something so festive?" Xu Yan couldn't help but smile as he looked at Chen Zhengwei in red.

"Someone has died, so of course we have to dress festively! Otherwise, why would you dress like this? It's like someone has died in the family!" Chen Zhengwei curled his lips.

"Brother Wei, should I change into another one too? I just happened to have another one!" Rong Jiahong said excitedly.

"I'm your boss! You want to learn from me? I heard that you don't do your job anymore and you're doing art every day! You're even making human statues! Do you want to make people into specimens and hang them in your room?" Chen Zhengwei slapped him on the back of the head.

Rong Jiahong is not afraid of others, but he is still very afraid of Chen Zhengwei.

Respect and fear.

After being slapped by Chen Zhengwei, he shrank his head and dared not to defend himself.

"What color clothes?" Chen Zhengwei asked after slapping him twice.

"White! In our place, it's normal to wear white to attend funerals!" Rong Jiahong was very cunning. People wear white at funerals in East Asia, but in the United States white usually represents purity and celebration, such as at weddings.

"Change!" Chen Zhengwei waved his hand.

After a while, the ship stopped at the port of Washington. Today, even the port of Washington was filled with an atmosphere of mourning.

The usual laughter seemed to be much less.

People who were working at the port saw many carriages waiting at the port early on. Although they didn't know who they were waiting for, they knew it must be an important person.

At this time, Chen Zhengwei, dressed in a red gentleman's suit, was seen coming down from the boat, followed by a young man in a white gentleman's suit and more than a hundred subordinates.

"Who is that?" someone asked in a low voice.

"Shh, it's Chinese!" Someone's expression changed slightly soon.

"That bear-like man is the Chinese boss!"

Everyone watched the team board the carriage and leave, then whispered to each other.

"What are they doing here?"

"Come here at this time, aren't you going to Capitol Hill?"

“Wearing red to Capitol Hill?”

There have been a lot of various rumors about the Prime Minister recently.

Some rumors are related to this Chinese person.

(End of this chapter)