The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 536: Empress Dowager Cixi: Must Be on Guard

"The President of the United States was killed?" Cixi looked at Dong Xun in front of her with a strange look on her face.

"Yes! It is said to be related to the laborer named Chen Zhengwei!" Dong Xun whispered. He had just received the news.

And it was not sent by the American Minister Ouyang Ming. Ouyang Ming’s telegram was still on the way.

Instead, it was obtained through British merchants.

"I really don't know what Americans eat!" There was a look of contempt on Cixi's face, but there was a bit of worry in her eyes.

"Of course, the United States cannot be compared with our Qing Dynasty. No one in the world dares to disobey the emperor's words. The United States is called the United States of America. It is more of an alliance than a country. The states do not listen to their government!" Dong Xun said immediately. He has also inquired a lot about the United States recently and has learned a lot more about it.

"So what the ambassador said before is also gone?"

"That may not be the case. I have inquired about the other party's attitude and they still want to continue! Even if the president is replaced, they will definitely have this idea."

"That's right. The leader of a country was killed by a laborer, and we can't do anything about him. What kind of talk is this?" Cixi nodded.

"In that case, let's continue talking to them. After all, the people of the Qing Dynasty were sold like livestock and humiliated thousands of miles away. We have to take care of this matter!"

Originally, the United States wanted them to crack down on the human trade in the South.

Now, even if the Americans don't say anything, she has decided to crack down on the human trade in the South.

There is no other reason. It’s just that Han workers are now thriving in the United States and we have to be on guard.

I’m afraid that they will support the Han people in the south and something like what happened to the long-haired thieves will happen again!

You should know that the leader of the long-haired bandits, Hong Xiuquan, was a Cantonese, so those long-haired bandits were also called the Cantonese bandits.

Most of these workers going overseas are from Guangdong.

I'm afraid that they will become more powerful over there. If they collude with other rebels, there will probably be another chaos.

Therefore, Cixi finally took this matter seriously.

"Check the background of those laborers again."

……

In a luxurious carriage, an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in gentleman's suit, was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed. On the surface, he seemed to be resting, but all he was thinking about was Chen Zhengwei.

Opposite him was Eugene Dupont, Cicely's father.

The old man is Henry du Pont, the current president of DuPont Company and the uncle of Eugene du Pont.

Last year, Henry du Pont integrated American gunpowder companies to form the Gunpowder Alliance, which divided the regions and unified the selling prices in order to monopolize and dominate the American gunpowder market.

He thought he had secured the American gunpowder market for the next decade.

However, unexpectedly, the Chicago War broke out a few months later, and it was revealed that Chen Zhengwei not only mastered a powerful automatic firearm, but also a new type of gunpowder that was even more powerful and produced almost no smoke.

This immediately made him unable to sit still.

But before he could take any action, Eugene DuPont ran to Chicago to talk to Chen Zhengwei, and was stabbed in the hand by Chen Zhengwei.

This forced him to temporarily stop his plan to communicate with Chen Zhengwei.

By the time the Washington Treaty was signed, Chen Zhengwei had become so powerful in the United States that even he did not dare to provoke him.

Just as he was waiting for an opportunity, good news came: Cicely DuPont and Chen Zhengwei got together.

This time, he received the telegram and went to Chicago in person to discuss matters with Chen Zhengwei.

In order to avoid making Chen Zhengwei feel looked down upon, he personally took the train to New York at the age of 70.

After all, Chen Zhengwei's temper is now known to everyone.

Considering what happened to Eugene DuPont, he had a clear idea of his position.

As the train whistled, the speed began to slow down.

"Uncle, we're in New York!" Eugene DuPont put down the book in his hand and reminded.

After the train stopped, the door of this luxurious carriage was opened only after the passengers got off, and Henry DuPont got off the train with a cane.

After getting on the carriage, Henry Dupont said to Eugene Dupont:
"When you get here, you are not allowed to talk!"

"I definitely won't say anything!" Eugene DuPont said immediately. In fact, he wouldn't say anything even if he was asked to.

He is very afraid of Chen Zhengwei.

The biggest loss he suffered in his life was at the hands of Chen Zhengwei.

Chen Zhengwei nailed his hands directly to the table.

That memory still haunts him like a nightmare.

The group checked in at the Continental Hotel, and soon Cicely got the news and came down with a smile on her face.

"granduncle!"

"father!"

"You look very happy lately!" Henry DuPont looked at Cicely DuPont carefully. She hadn't changed much from before, but it seemed that she exuded happiness from the bottom of her heart from head to toe.

"Of course!" Cicely lifted her skirt and turned around in a circle.

Henry DuPont was also very happy to see her like this.

It seems that she and Chen Zhengwei get along very well, and the subsequent negotiations will be much easier.

While a few people were chatting in the lobby, a group of people entered the hotel shouting and yelling.

The leader was a fat man about 1.8 meters tall with obvious Jewish features. Behind him followed a dozen men with ferocious looks, looking at people with fierce eyes.

When two of the young men saw Cicely, their eyes immediately lit up. If they hadn't known this was not somewhere else, they would have wanted to whistle.

Henry DuPont took a look and then looked away. He could tell the identities of these people at a glance.

Gangsters in the city.

That posture and look are their survival instinct.

Because in the lower class, if you are a little weak, you will be swallowed up from head to toe, without even a bone left.

He was curious about how Chen Zhengwei's hotel would deal with these people.

Then I saw five or six Chinese people in the hotel gathered over.

The fat man in the lead took out a black business card. One of the Chinese took it, looked at it, and returned the card to him, saying:

"Hand over all weapons to the front desk. Do not cause trouble in the hotel or disturb other guests!"

"I never put down my weapon!" The fat man who took the lead was "Longji" Abner Zwillman, who frowned as he looked at the Chinese people around him.

Before he came, he really didn't know that this hotel had any connection with the Chinese.

Newark is not far from New York, so he brought people here in advance, hoping to gain the upper hand.

As we all know, those who arrive first can become familiar with the environment first, have a psychological advantage, and can also inquire about the situation of other gangs.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, five or six guns were pointed at his head, and even the hotel front desk waiter pulled out a shotgun from under the bar.

"You'd better know where this is!" the Chinese leader grinned.

Sweat began to form on Langji's forehead.

"Is this how you treat your guests?"

"Only the honest ones are the guests!" said another Chinese.

Those who are not honest are dead!
"OK! We will hand over the weapons!" Langji obviously understood what the other party meant and signaled others to hand over their weapons to the front desk.

At the same time, he slowly opened his coat and took out the gun and knife.

"Remember, this is not a place where you can act wild!" the Chinese youth warned.

After a moment, Langji walked into the elevator with a sullen face.

He came to New York full of confidence. He felt that his gang was quite strong and it was the committee's mistake that it did not contact him before.

I didn't expect that as soon as I arrived in New York, I would be given a cold shoulder by the hotel.

Eugene DuPont felt his throat dry as he watched the scene just now.

As for the Chinese people, they just sat on the sofa nearby as if nothing had happened.

The hotel receptionist also stuffed the shotgun under the counter as if nothing had happened. That night, Chen Zhengwei gave Cicely face and had dinner with Henry Dupont.

Henry DuPont had been looking at Chen Zhengwei. Just as he had learned from various channels, he was a man who looked like a humanoid violent bear.

There is an unbridled savage temperament all over his body.

Although he is very young, everyone has to be cautious in front of him when thinking about what he has done.

"I know why you are here!" Chen Zhengwei said while eating.

"Tell me, how much are you prepared to give me?"

"Don't mind it. I like to talk about things while eating! This way it will be more convenient when I want to overturn the table or kill someone!" Chen Zhengwei said without raising his head.

Eugene DuPont's face changed when he heard this.

Cicely DuPont angrily grabbed Chen Zhengwei's arm, trying to make him turn his head and look at her.

That's not what he said before coming to dinner.

He promised to be a gentleman.

"Why are you pulling me? I was just joking!" Chen Zhengwei looked up at Henry Dupont and Eugene Dupont and laughed:

"You won't believe it, will you?"

"I never kill people while eating. I'm afraid of blood. I don't like to see it. I won't be able to eat!"

"And you are Cicely's family, how could I do that to you?"

Eugene DuPont didn't believe Chen Zhengwei's words at all.

This person can do anything.

"Can we get exclusive authorization? If so, I can take out 50% of the profits. You have to know that those profits are only superficial. In fact, I still need to invest a lot of money in the military and politicians." Henry DuPont asked after a moment of hesitation.

With Chen Zhengwei's smokeless gunpowder, their DuPont company can seize the market share of other gunpowder companies in the United States and then swallow up those companies.

"You don't need that much! I can give you exclusive authorization, and you give me 15%! 15% of the sales!" Chen Zhengwei thought for a while and did not give the other party any chance to bargain.

"That's it!"

He had someone check and found that the current profit of the gunpowder company is 15% to 20%.

Even if it is smokeless gunpowder, the profit will not be too high because it is consumed in such large quantities and the cost is too high.

You should know that the cost of smokeless powder is two to three times that of black powder.

Therefore, the profit is no higher than 40%.

Adding warehousing, transportation, sales, etc., the actual profit is only about 30%. Moreover, as time goes by, after other countries have developed smokeless gunpowder, the profit will gradually decrease.

Instead of taking half of the profits, it is better to take a share of the sales.

When profits declined, the DuPont family was simply working for him.

Cicely DuPont didn't understand these things, but Henry DuPont knew them very well, so when he heard Chen Zhengwei's conditions, his face became a little solemn.

But he didn't have much choice.

After all, smokeless gunpowder is only in the hands of Chen Zhengwei. If he authorizes it to other companies, DuPont will be the one to die.

After thinking for a moment, he agreed: "I can agree to this. I hope to sign a ten-year authorization!"

He wanted to use this method to bind himself to Chen Zhengwei. Even if the profits from gunpowder declined, the DuPont family could invest in other areas through its relationship with Chen Zhengwei.

As for Cicely... a qualified businessman would never pin his future on a relationship between a man and a woman.

"No problem! The contract can be signed at any time, but the gunpowder must be authorized to you next year! This time next year!" Chen Zhengwei said after thinking for a while.

"Before this, no company in the United States could develop a similar product!"

If so, kill that company.

Even if it is developed abroad, we can lobby the president to raise tariffs.

"I have no doubt about this!" Henry DuPont agreed with this statement.

After the contract was negotiated, Henry duPont completely relaxed. This negotiation was easier than he had imagined, but the cost was also greater than expected.

But it is still within an acceptable range.

While several people were eating in the restaurant, Langji came down from upstairs with his men.

"Boss, look, that woman from this afternoon!" one of his men whispered beside Langji.

Langji looked in the direction of the few people, and at first glance he saw a figure sitting there that looked like a giant bear.

After seeing the other person's appearance, Langji's forehead began to sweat.

He knew who the other party was.

New York, Chinese, tall, and still so young. Especially the aura of the other person, he couldn't think of a second person.

Is the other party also here to attend the Disciplinary Committee?
Why did he come to the Disciplinary Committee?

Even he is a member of the committee?

No, this hotel probably belongs to him. The committee is meeting here, so it must be related to him.

Langji's mind was full of guesses and his expression was a little unnatural.

Chen Zhengwei lit a cigar and looked over here.

Langji looked at him and immediately felt the terrifying oppression coming from the other person, and quickly forced a smile.

Chen Zhengwei just took a glance and then looked away.

Langji finally breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly didn't want to eat anymore.

"Let's stop eating and go out for some fresh air! Just watch your eyes and don't look around!" Langji cursed in a low voice.

He always felt that he was the king of Newark and could do whatever he wanted in Newark.

But the other party is acting arrogantly in the United States.

……

It was a sunny afternoon, and Ernest, the head of the San Francisco Municipal Development Commission, had an appointment with several wealthy New Yorkers to meet in the cafe of the Continental Hotel.

Lobby the other party to invest in San Francisco.

"San Francisco is a very vibrant city! And it has long-term development prospects!" Ernest gave everyone a booklet.

"You should have seen the New York train station. We are recruiting workers there."

“San Francisco is growing very fast.”

"San Francisco is not what you think it is. Although the West is a bit chaotic, the public security in San Francisco is very good. You can't even see beggars!"

"And there are no gangs everywhere, no extortion, no gang members who collect protection money."

"It will be very safe for you to invest there!" When Ernest was introducing to several gentlemen with a smile on his face, a group of Italians wearing gentlemen's suits and with cold expressions walked towards the hotel front desk not far away.

"Hand over all your weapons!" the receptionist said directly.

The Italians took out pistols and knives from their waists and put them at the front desk for safekeeping.

Several gentlemen withdrew their gazes, continued to look at the booklets in their hands, and then asked questions that concerned them.

Half an hour later, another group of people walked into the hotel. The leader was an Irish man with a scar on the corner of his eye, and the others behind him also had fierce looks on their faces.

Then these people walked to the front desk, took out pistols and knives from their waists and placed them at the front desk.

Several gentlemen withdrew their gazes, somewhat absent-mindedly.

Ernest also looked a little strange, he knew this was Chen Zhengwei's hotel.

But he hadn't expected it to be like this.

But he reacted quickly and a bright smile soon appeared on his face.

"See, it's just like I said! San Francisco is very safe! At least it's not like New York!"

(End of this chapter)