The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 575 Do you know what San Francisco’s last name is?
Panama, Yung Wing sat there smiling after receiving the telegram.

"Uncle, why are you so happy?" Rong Kui asked from the side.

"I'm just happy!" Rong Hong said with a smile and handed the telegram to Rong Kui.

After reading it, Rong Kui was somewhat excited and said, "Mr. Chen has done a great job!"

"Yes! That's great! As the saying goes, a successful person should help the world!" Yung Wing said. "Although Mr. Chen did some things wrong, he really cared about his compatriots."

"Life will be much easier for these 20,000 people in San Francisco. Los Angeles is also short of manpower!"

Rong Kui nodded. In fact, these Chinese students studying in the United States have always had mixed opinions about Chen Zhengwei.

The good thing is that he has demonstrated the prestige of Chinese people abroad, allowing Chinese people to stand up straight abroad.

These young Chinese students have often been discriminated against and ridiculed in the United States.

However, since Chen Zhengwei fought several battles with the US government, he now faces much less discrimination.

However, Chen Zhengwei's reputation is indeed not very good. He is brutal and ruthless, which makes some people complain about his behavior.

Even he didn't understand why Yung Wing gave up his position as deputy minister of the Qing Dynasty and went to San Francisco to help Chen Zhengwei.

However, these days, as Chen Zhengwei's fleet forcibly opened up the market in South America, he and Rong Hong followed the caravan to negotiate, which made him understand a little.

After seeing this telegram today, he also understood why Yung Wing was so happy.

Yung Wing saw hope!
A week later, after the fleet arrived in Panama, Yung Wing received the news and went to the port.

"Mr. Rong!" Several thugs on the ship greeted him.

"How's the situation on board?"

"Some are sick, but it's not a big problem!" The man said nonchalantly. This is how maritime transportation works. It is inevitable that some people will get sick and die.

After they die, just throw them into the sea.

In fact, their environment was already pretty good. Although they were locked in the cabin and couldn't come out, they still had enough food and drink.

"Let me go up and take a look!" Yung Wing said, and then followed his men onto the ship. When he opened a cabin door, he saw hundreds of people crowded in the cargo hold, all turning their heads to look at them.

The whole warehouse was filled with a foul odor.

"How can people not get sick if they are kept in such a confinement?" Yung Wing frowned.

The henchman shrugged his shoulders and said that this was how they came to the United States.

These ships are originally cargo ships, and we can’t let them run around on board.

"How long will it take you to resupply in Panama?" Yung Wing asked.

"Two days!"

"Let them come out, get some fresh air on the ship, and clean it up! Also, those who are sick will stay in Panama first, and then go to San Francisco on other ships!"

"I'll go with you then!"

The contracts in Panama have been signed. In addition to the agreements signed by Chen Zhengwei before, Chinese businessmen from the China General Chamber of Commerce have signed agreements with some local businesses.

He just happened to follow them all the way back and looked after these Chinese workers along the way.

Two days later, the cargo ships left the Panamanian port and headed north to San Francisco under the American flag.

It was not until half a month later that it slowly entered the port of San Francisco.

When the cabin was opened, sunlight and fresh air came into the cabin, and the workers in the cabin showed excitement: "Are we here yet?"

"We're in San Francisco! Come up one by one, no noise and no running around!" the sailor said directly to the Chinese in the cabin.

"Finally we're here!"

“It’s been almost a month!”

"I wonder if life here is really that good!" The Chinese workers walked out of the cabin with excitement and expectation, feeling the sunshine shining on their bodies and the sea breeze blowing, and they had a feeling of being alive again.

Standing on the boat and looking at San Francisco in front of us, it is full of civilization.

There are tall buildings everywhere, pedestrians in gentlemen's suits, the ground is paved with stone slabs or gravel, and the atmosphere of prosperity is overwhelming.

"Look, they're Chinese!" Soon they saw a lot of Chinese people on the dock below.

He wore the same soft hat as the Chinese they had seen before, but his clothes were different, a black gentleman's suit with a white shirt.

The temperature in San Francisco is around 20 degrees all year round, so most people dress neatly even in summer.

Soon, these Chinese lined up to disembark, passed through customs with almost no inspection, and were taken to the square outside Chinatown, where they were washed, physically examined, had their braids cut off, and registered.

Chinese people can be seen everywhere on the streets along this route, walking on the streets just like white people, and no one will bother them.

Near Portsmouth Square, there are a large number of plaques with Chinese characters on them.

Except that there are almost no Chinese people wearing long gowns, jackets or pigtails here, everything else made them feel familiar and close, almost bringing tears to their eyes.

"Mr. Chen?"

"The whole of San Francisco belongs to Mr. Chen! Now that you are here, you can enjoy life!"

"I tell you, in the entire United States, Mr. Chen is the biggest!"

"Here, as long as you don't cheat, you can eat as much beef as you want with your monthly salary, and you can also buy a few acres of land."

"See what I'm wearing? $5! Look at these shoes! Calfskin, $1!"

On the edge of Portsmouth Square, a young man was boasting with spit flying everywhere.

Surrounding them were workers who had just arrived in San Francisco.

Listening to his bragging, they all showed longing looks and then started to ask questions.

As the young man was boasting, he saw a large group of people walking by in the distance, and they seemed to be quite aggressive.

He hurried over and followed a henchman: "Brother Liang! So many people, are you going to do something? Is there anything I can do?"

The henchman called Brother Liang glanced at him and cursed, "Get away from me and stop asking questions!"

"I just want to do something for Mr. Chen! Among the Chinese in San Francisco, there is only one person who has not benefited from Mr. Chen's kindness!" said the young man with a grin.

He has always wanted to join a security company, but never had the chance.

"Go away! Those who want to work are lining up from Chinatown all the way to the port!" The henchman called Brother Liang drove him away.

There are more people wanting to join the security company in San Francisco.

But it’s not easy to get into a security company.

Recently, some mixed-race people from Central America have been asking about Chen Zhengwei in San Francisco and asking about Chen Zhengwei's family situation.

Although these people were very careful, in San Francisco, Chen Zhengwei's influence was like a spider web, reaching almost every level of society and every corner of the city.

As soon as they finished inquiring, someone went to inform Yan Qingyou.

Yan Qingyou led his men straight to the southern area of ​​Market Street.

At the entrance of an alley, two Jews saw them and trotted over, "Mr. Yan, they are right there!"

Yan Qingyou followed their gaze and saw a small building with a sign of a trading company hanging on it.

"Catch everyone inside!" Yan Qingyou ordered, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

The henchman pulled out a pistol from his waist and rushed in.

Bang bang bang!
Several gunshots were heard from inside, and then the second-floor window was broken, and three mixed-race people with white ancestry jumped out of the second-floor window. As soon as they landed and rolled, they were pointed at their heads with guns.

"Run!"

"Keep running!"

"I'll see where the hell you can run to!"

"In San Francisco, even if the king of heaven comes, he has to lie down!" Yan Qingyou walked over from a distance and kicked one of them in the face.

"Drag them in. Tell me their purpose, their number, and who is helping them!"

Yan Qingyou glanced around and saw people in some nearby shops looking out.

After seeing the identities of Yan Qingyou and others, he immediately shrank back, not wanting to get himself into trouble.

Suddenly, bursts of screams were heard from the small building.

After a while, the henchman came out and said, "Brother You, these people don't understand American. The one who can speak American is very stubborn!"

"How tough can he be? It's easy for people to die, but few people can endure the torture!" Yan Qingyou snorted coldly when he heard this: "Break his bones piece by piece! I don't believe he can keep his mouth shut!"

Yan Qingyou then called another henchman over: "Go find two people who can speak Spanish!"

In Central and South America, most people speak Spanish, and only a very small number speak French or Dutch.

Soon, the henchman found a Spanish translator to go in, and when they came out, their faces were pale and their heads were covered with sweat.

Apparently the scene inside was too exciting for them.

"Brother You, I found out! Their target is Brother Wei and Sister-in-law!" The henchman trotted to Yan Qingyou and said.

"How brave you are!" Yan Qingyou's eyes were full of murderous intent when he heard this.

"Who asked them to come?"

"He's from Colombia, his name is Corvado. It is said that his son was killed by Brother Wei!" The henchman handed the paper in his hand to Yan Qingyou.

"Now not only his son has been killed, but his whole family can go down to accompany him!" Yan Qingyou looked at the paper in his hand and folded it.

This family is really fucking brave to send people to San Francisco to attack Wei Ge's family.

Do you know what San Francisco's last name is?
The last name is Chen!
"How many of them are there?"

"18, 13 have been caught so far, and there are still 5 to be caught!"

"Search, turn San Francisco upside down, and find those people!"

"As for these people..." Yan Qingyou took a gun from the henchman and strode into the small building.

Bang bang bang!

A burst of gunfire suddenly rang out in the small building.

Lin Changning was now showing signs of being pregnant. She was in the house when two thugs came looking for her.

"Sister-in-law, Brother You said that some people sneaked into San Francisco and came for Brother Wei, Sister-in-law, Qiao Niang and Zheng Wu!"

"Brother You asked me to tell you to be more careful recently."

"Leave this matter to Ayou! I trust him!" Lin Changning said calmly, his expression unchanged.

Ever since she married Chen Zhengwei, she knew this would happen, so she was not surprised at all.

He didn't even ask who sent the other party.

The two thugs were impressed by Lin Changning's calmness.

After they left, Lin Changning called Li Xiwen and said, "Someone has come to San Francisco, and they are after your brother!"

"Your senior brother is not here, I'm afraid they will find Qiao Niang and Zheng Wu!"

"Ayou is arresting people everywhere, but just in case, you send people to the school and ask them to keep a close eye on it. If there are any suspicious people, kill them first! It's better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go!"

"Especially when going to and from school, don't let anyone catch you."

……

At this time, a fleet was sailing near Cape Horn in South America.

"Uncle Wei, it's so cold here!" Wanyun took a fur coat and wrapped himself tightly.

"You look like a penguin!" Chen Zhengwei glanced at her.

"It's cold!" Wan Yun said coquettishly, and then asked curiously: "Master Wei, what kind of goose is a penguin?"

"You are the penguin!" Chen Zhengwei slapped her on the butt, then looked up and around. He thought that he might be able to catch a penguin by fishing nearby.

I don’t know if that thing tastes good or not.

As for the two parrots, they were locked in the cabin.

The temperature here is less than 10 degrees, which can freeze the parrot to death.

The henchman came over and handed a telegram to Chen Zhengwei.

Chen Zhengwei glanced over and raised his eyebrows.

"They are so brave to come to San Francisco to cause trouble for me! I admire them!"

Chen Zhengwei didn't expect that the Colombians would be so bold.

He actually went to San Francisco to assassinate himself or his family.

"Do they think I was too polite to them before?" Chen Zhengwei said with a bad look.

"Uncle Wei, what happened?" Wan Yun grabbed Chen Zhengwei's hand to comfort him.

Chen Zhengwei threw the telegram to her.

After reading the telegram, Wanyun said, "Fortunately, Madam, Zhengwu, and Qiaoniang are all fine! Ah You did a very clean job this time!"

"Clean? Instead of just killing those people directly, it would be better to just shoot them in the streets with guns, then say they are KB elements and ask the Colombian government to give an explanation!" Chen Zhengwei snorted.

Such a huge pot was put on the head of the Colombian government.

When the time comes, let the US government step in. The Colombian government will have to wipe out this family first without having to do it itself.

"If that happens, how embarrassed will Master Wei be? Master Wei will definitely be unhappy again!" Wan Yun said with a smile.

Chen Zhengwei thought about it and it made sense.

That’s San Francisco, my base.

If a few Colombians cause trouble for you, won't you have any dignity left?
How will others see you then?
"When did I kill that guy from the Corvado family?" Chen Zhengwei pondered for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

Could it be those Colombian fishing boats that he blew up?
"Forget it, it doesn't matter when they were killed! What's important is to get their whole family together!" Chen Zhengwei waved his hand.

"Reply the telegram and ask the people in Panama to inquire about the Corvado family!"

"Just ask Panama Chief S, he must know something!"

Chen Zhengwei was a little unhappy. He didn't want to get into trouble, but trouble always came to him.

That's why he is so busy.

It's all because of those people who are blind! Can't they just leave themselves alone for two days?
The fleet then turned Cape Horn and headed north, passing through Argentina and the Brazilian Empire. Chen Zhengwei's men also found out the situation of the Corvado family.

(End of this chapter)