The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 532 They are dead, I said

The Washington Post is a Democratic newspaper platform founded in 1877.

The owner, Stillson Hutchins, was a former journalist who founded the newspaper in the hope of becoming a Democratic media outlet and platform to influence and report on political affairs in Washington.

After the newspaper was founded, Stillson Haas has been the editor-in-chief.

It was he who suggested reporting the news about Chen Zhengwei.

"I still think this is a little dangerous!" The newspaper editor said to Stillson Hutchins with some concern after seeing the layout of the newspaper.

"He can't take care of us now! The president's incident must be related to him, he can't get away! I don't know how many people are watching him now." Stillson Hutchins said, while also giving himself courage.

He was a little worried during the first period.

But no one came to look for him for several days, and he became bolder.

If you want to quickly expand the influence of The Washington Post, you have to report things that other newspapers dare not report.

Otherwise, how could The Washington Post expand so quickly when it had only been established for a few years?
In addition, Stillson Haas was also sympathetic to the KKK.

That's why I had the courage to do this.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Stillson Haas said to the others, "Just print according to the current layout!"

After saying that, he stood up, put on his coat, took his hat and left the newspaper headquarters.

He had just walked out of the newspaper office and stretched out his hand to call a carriage when two Irish youths standing against the wall put their hands into their arms and walked towards him.

When he was three or four meters away from him, he took out his hand from his pocket and pointed the gun at him.

Boom!

Following two gunshots, two blood flowers burst out from Stillson Haas' body, and then he fell to the ground.

The pedestrians on the street immediately screamed and looked around in shock from a distance.

The two young men were in no hurry to escape. They walked up to him and continued shooting.

After a burst of gunfire, the two men put their guns into their arms, lowered their hats and left quickly.

Then the people from the newspaper office came running down in a hurry.

An hour later, just as the police left, several horse-drawn carriages stopped at the newspaper office. Tung oil was then taken out of the carriages, and the door of the newspaper office was kicked open before rushing in and pouring the tung oil everywhere.

The people in the newspaper office were so scared that they fled in a hurry.

Those people were only responsible for pouring tung oil and didn't care about those people from the newspaper office who were trying to stop them.

After all, they came to burn down the newspaper office, not to kill people.

After a while, Aaron got off the carriage, struck a match and threw it into the tung oil.

With a whoosh, flames shot up into the sky, and the entire first floor of the newspaper office was engulfed in flames.

Aaron then turned back to the carriage.

"Let's go see where the party is being held today!"

As it turns out, there is no large-scale banquet in the entire Washington tonight. Maybe there will be a small gathering of three or five people, but that is unknown.

However, Chen Zhengwei received an invitation to the banquet two days later.

The banquet was hosted by JP Morgan, and in addition to inviting Chen Zhengwei, other wealthy people and envoys from various countries were also invited.

……

The next day, news reports about Chen Zhengwei's words came out.

The page is right below the President's funeral.

Connecticut, New Haven, William Winchester looked at the newspaper in his hand, then covered his chest, his face began to turn blue, and then he fell down suddenly.

"father!"

"gentlemen!"

The Winchester family was suddenly in chaos.

In fact, William Winchester has been very nervous recently.

He didn't know beforehand that Sherman was using their company's experimental product to ambush Chen Zhengwei, and he didn't expect Sherman to lose.

This made him very worried, fearing that Chen Zhengwei would find their company through those guns.

But he didn't dare to go to Chen Zhengwei. The best outcome would be to give half of the company to Chen Zhengwei like Remington did.

The worst outcome would be like what happened to Pratt & Whitney, where not only was the boss killed, but all of the boss's family members died, and then the company was taken over by Chen Zhengwei.

So he has been very worried these days and has moved some of his family members abroad.

At the same time, he actively contacted senior officials of the federal government. After all, his weapons were provided to the army.

When he learned today that Chen Zhengwei mentioned "Winchester Repeating Arms Company" in the newspaper, he knew that the thing he feared most had come.

My heart felt as if it was being gripped by a hand, and then there was a sharp pain.

……

During a meeting of senior officials at the Ministry of Justice, Leon Ulas Bailey, one of the deputy ministers, threw a newspaper onto the table.

"What does it mean?"

"Winchester Arms! He wants to take action against this company!" Leon Bailey said directly.

"This company copied his submachine gun, and it pissed him off!"

Hearing this, the others frowned, picked up the newspaper, read it, and passed it to each other.

"Have you contacted William Winchester?" asked another deputy minister.

William Winchester is the current owner of Winchester Company.

"I've contacted them. William Winchester just fainted during breakfast... The doctor is treating him now." Leon Bailey said.

"I think we have to keep them! They can make imitation weapons, which is very important! And they were supplying weapons to the army, but they were retaliated by that person. If this goes on, no one will dare to cooperate with the government!"

The other high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Justice fell silent for a moment before they asked, "How can we protect them? Do we need to dispatch an army to surround them?"

"Negotiate with him!" Leon Bailey said directly. "William Winchester can die... the murderer this time... we can arrest a few KKK members to take the blame and withdraw all actions against him." Leon Bailey said his plan.

With less than half a year left until the election, it would be difficult for them to take any effective action, and no one wanted to target Chen Zhengwei.

The most important thing for them now is to expand the size and strength of the FBI and accumulate strength.

Temporarily cancel all actions against Chen Zhengwei to save Winchester Arms Company.

Leon Bailey thinks it's worth it.

The only question is whether Chen Zhengwei can be convinced.

After all, Chen Zhengwei's desire for revenge is well known to everyone.

Leon Bailey also had a headache when thinking about this, but they had to do it.

……

"Brother Wei, a telegram from San Francisco!"

Chen Zhengwei took the telegram, glanced at it, and immediately his brows lit up with joy and he burst into laughter.

"Finally, we figured it out!"

"What's so exciting?" Cicely leaned closer curiously.

"Penicillin!" Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows and laughed.

The man named Charles Chandler was very reliable. After learning about the progress of the institute, he spent a month developing a method for large-scale extraction of penicillin and designed a manufacturing process for large-scale production of penicillin.

Although it has not been verified yet, there is no problem in theory.

Even if there is a problem, there is always a way to solve it.

"Call Xu Yan over!" Chen Zhengwei said.

A moment later, Xu Yan was called over: "Brother Wei!"

"You have made a great contribution this time!" Chen Zhengwei directly sent the telegram to him.

Xu Yan also smiled after reading the telegram.

"Sure enough, it's always a few geniuses who change the times!" Chen Zhengwei sighed. A group of people studied it for so long but couldn't figure it out, but Chandler figured it out in just over a month.

Then he added: "Just like me!"

"In my heart, you are the brightest star in human history!" Cecily looked at Chen Zhengwei with a smile on her face.

Although she didn't know what penicillin was, she felt happy from the bottom of her heart when she saw Chen Zhengwei so happy.

"I'll let you know when I shine brighter tonight!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

"Brother Wei, what is this penicillin used for?" Xu Yan asked curiously.

"For treating syphilis!" Chen Zhengwei said casually.

"That market is huge!" Xu Yan's eyes lit up.

"It's bigger than you think! This stuff can treat inflammation and infection. Did you know that 70 people died during the American Civil War, of which more than 20 died on the battlefield, and the remaining 40 died from wound infections?"

"With this medicine, most of the more than 40 people will survive!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around was moved.

Cicely opened her mouth slightly, looking surprised.

"Brother Wei, what you mean is..."

"This is what we gave you to eat before. But we have just developed a method to produce it on a large scale and in a stable manner!" Chen Zhengwei was in a good mood.

"Brother Wei, we're rich!" the henchman beside him said excitedly.

"Am I short of money?" Chen Zhengwei asked with a smile.

The most important thing is that the medicine is in his hands.

From now on, anyone who talks to him has to lower their head and speak in a low voice, for fear that their voice may be too loud.

If someone else gets the production technology of this drug, it may not be possible to keep it.

But who dares to steal his medicine?
"We have to take down the Winchester Arms Company first!" Chen Zhengwei thought about it and felt that they had to use cannons to destroy it.

Let others see what happens if they dare to touch his things.

"You did a good job! You are the smartest one among my subordinates, and you have a good brain. I am very optimistic about you! You have a share of the club in New York!" Chen Zhengwei said to Xu Yan.

"Thank you, Brother Wei!" Xu Yan said with a smile.

Chen Zhengwei drove his men away, and Cicely kept staring at him, with light flashing in her eyes.

“You are God’s gift to America!”

"I think so too!" Chen Zhengwei agreed: "You should not only thank God, but also thank Mazu!"

After dinner, Chen Zhengwei called his men and ordered: "Send a telegram back, reward Chandler with $100,000, and reward the rest of the lab with $5,000. Then have all the companies cooperate to build the production line!"

"Remember, set a trap and make him owe more money!"

In the afternoon, Leon Bailey, the Deputy Minister of Justice and the next Attorney General, came to visit Chen Zhengwei and wanted to discuss the Winchester Arms Company.

"Is this the first day you've known me?" The half-smoked cigar in Chen Zhengwei's hand flew to Leon Bailey's chest, scattering sparks.

Chen Zhengwei crossed his legs, staring at Leon Bailey with fierce eyes, and said:
"They're dead, I said!"

"Either they die, or you die with them!"

"There's no point in discussing this!"

"I fucking hate it when someone touches my things!"

"The Winchester family resisted with guns and was wiped out by the FBI and local police!"

"Get the hell out of the Ministry of Justice, get this matter settled, and shut up!"

Leon Bailey's face turned pale and blue after being scolded, and he finally had to say goodbye and leave.

(End of this chapter)