The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 576 Someone has to give me an explanation

"Antioquia Region...Medellin?" Chen Zhengwei closed his eyes and the map of Colombia immediately appeared in his mind.

He quickly found the spot and immediately frowned.

Antioquia is very close to Panama but is landlocked.

Moreover, that family was located near Medellin, in the Andes highlands in the interior of Colombia, surrounded by mountains and without even a railway.

If that place was closer to the port, Chen Zhengwei would have turned a corner on his way to Cuba and beaten them to death.

But to get there you have to travel by land, walk through the jungle, and cross mountains and rivers, and it will take at least a week to get there.

Unlike Cuba, which is a long and narrow island, its width from north to south is only a few dozen to two hundred kilometers, and there are Juan's people leading the way.

Colombia's inland environment is much more complex.

If we send our own men to travel through mountains and rivers, 30% of them will be killed along the way, and we may not be able to catch the person even after we arrive.

"Fuck!" Chen Zhengwei became angrier the more he thought about it!

A Colombian bumpkin family, he could kill them with a backhand, but they are so troublesome.

But he couldn't swallow his anger unless he beat them to death.

When has Mr. Chen ever suffered such a loss?

"No, the more I think about it, the angrier I get!" Chen Zhengwei carried Wanyun directly into the room and pulled the curtains.

Soon the bedroom at the top of the bridge began to shake.

More than an hour later, Chen Zhengwei returned to the balcony and picked up his cigar again, looking much less angry.

Two hours passed before Wanyun came out of the room. He still felt a little weak and walked lightly, as if he was walking on cotton.

"Remember a telegram!" said Chen Zhengwei.

"Have Yan Qingyou arrange an empty street, place a bomb on the street, blow up a random house, and then have people shoot people on the street!"

"Then they said it was done by Colombians, who killed dozens of Colombian KB members!"

"Remember, you must put it in the newspaper. The bigger the incident, the better!"

"Then they sent a telegram directly to the White House! They said I was very angry. They demanded severe punishment for Colombia! Colombia must give an explanation! Otherwise, they will be sanctioned! Blockade their ports!"

"If they can't get Colombia to give an explanation to the American people, then the White House must give an explanation to the American people!"

The American people = Chen Zhengwei!
Chen Zhengwei started to make arrangements, and Wanyun quickly took notes.

Chen Zhengwei finished speaking quickly, and he felt his anger subsided a little.

This matter certainly cannot be concealed. No one is a fool. Anyone who is well-informed will know that he is framing Colombia.

Chen Zhengwei did this on purpose.

He was deliberately framing the Colombian government.

This way he wouldn't have to lose face and he could still cause trouble for the Colombian government.

It doesn’t matter how the Colombian government explains it; what matters is what Chen Zhengwei says.

Anyway, if you don’t give me an explanation, I will beat you!

If your explanation doesn't satisfy me, I will beat you.

And that Cordoba did send people to San Francisco to assassinate Chen Zhengwei and Chen Zhengwei's family.

So Chen Zhengwei wronged them, but not completely.

"Then let the security company recruit more locals in Panama! Recruit 500 locals first. The lives of locals are worthless anyway."

Chen Zhengwei felt that he not only brought trade to Panama, but also helped them solve local employment problems.

The Panamanians really need to kowtow to him.

……

In the evening, Yan Qingyou received a telegram.

After thinking about it for a long time, I still don’t really understand what Chen Zhengwei wants to do.

Or, I don’t know if this is useful.

But we still arranged it quickly.

The next day, we found an older street in San Francisco and drove away all the people on the street. However, we didn't walk too far and just watched from both ends of the street.

Yan Qingyou didn't chase them away either.

He asked his men to find a relatively dilapidated wooden house on the street and install three bundles of explosives.

"Be sure to take good pictures and capture the tragedy at the scene!" Yan Qingyou did not forget to instruct the reporters who came.

The reporter set up the camera, and then Yan Qingyou signaled to his men that they could detonate the explosion.

The henchman pressed the detonator hard.

boom!
The whole house suddenly burst into a huge ball of fire, shattered wooden walls flew onto the road, and then thick smoke billowed out of the house.

Click! Click!
The flash lights kept lighting up, capturing the entire scene.

Yan Qingyou then arranged for some people to take rifles and shoot at the houses next to them on the street.

The San Francisco citizens on both sides of the street were completely confused and had no idea what they were doing.

After waiting for these people to shoot, Yan Qingyou let some of them lie on the ground.

Not to mention, Yan Qingyou found this quite interesting.

After thinking about it, he felt that the scene just now was not realistic enough, so he made people lie down on the street, some people were running on the street to escape, and some people were aiming guns everywhere.

"That's it!" Yan Qingyou looked at the scene on the street with great interest.

The reporters nearby were constantly filming.

After a while, Yan Qingyou finally said, "That's enough, let's call it a day!"

Then he put his arm around the reporter’s shoulder and said, “Write a piece of news when you get back. I’ll tell you how to write it!”

"Just say the Colombians came to San Francisco and started killing people!"

"It's related to a family called Corvado! This family is very brutal, the largest gang in Colombia, and they sent dozens of people to San Francisco to kill people!"

"Why did they come to San Francisco? How should I know? You can use your imagination!"

"I've told you everything, what else do you want me to do?"

The reporter looked embarrassed. Didn’t you just tell me how to write it?

And this is fake news!

He also has professional ethics, of course, for the sake of the other party's face, he can also be absent. "Okay, write the press release and let me see it! I will give you some suggestions when the time comes!" Yan Qingyou patted the reporter's shoulder, thought for a moment, and took out ten dollars from his pocket and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Take it for tea!"

Soon, a news report came out about a vicious Colombian who carried out a KB attack and massacre in San Francisco.

These Colombians are Colombian racists. They harbor hatred towards Chen Zhengwei because of the signing of the Panama Treaty. Under the instructions of a family called Corvado, they went to San Francisco to carry out sabotage.

Yan Qingyou read it twice and rejected it directly: "What does this mean? If you don't know, you would think that Brother Wei bullied them!"

"The Colombians couldn't even get enough food to eat, so when Brother Wei came over with food, they lined the streets to welcome him!"

"These people are the most vicious gang in Colombia, don't you understand? They control the food in Colombia, and ordinary people can't even afford to eat. Brother Wei brought a lot of food over, so that ordinary people in Colombia can have food, so they are dissatisfied with Brother Wei and sent people to take revenge!"

"Anyway, Americans don't know what Colombia is like! And no one cares!" Yan Qingyou said, smoking a cigarette.

After the reporter revised it again, Yan Qingyou handed the news release to his henchman: "Take a few more copies and send them to the newspapers!"

The next day, most newspapers in the United States had related headlines:

Colombian criminals spark panic in San Francisco

"San Francisco: Colombian rioters explode in downtown"

Bloody rampage: Colombian gangs launch deadly urban attacks

President William Wheeler sat on the balcony sofa and opened a newspaper, then another.

Even the headlines in Washington newspapers were about the attack in San Francisco.

"What happened?" William Wheeler was a little confused. "Go ask the Ministry of Justice what's going on."

Although he didn't want to get involved in this matter, he didn't dare to be careless at all when it came to Chen Zhengwei.

At least you need to know what happened and what will happen next.

He arranged for someone to go to the Ministry of Justice to inquire, and a telegram was placed on his desk.

It's from San Francisco.

The meaning is very simple. Chen Zhengwei is very angry now and someone must give him an explanation.

In an American city, there are Colombian thugs wreaking havoc. The U.S. government must show its attitude and make Colombia give an explanation to the American people.

If Colombia doesn't give an explanation, the White House must give an explanation to the American people.

William Wheeler started to get a headache when he saw the telegram.

He knew very well that the American people = Chen Zhengwei.

Then some confusion: "Where is that Chinese man now?"

"According to the information we received, he is still at sea!"

"Then who sent this telegram? The tone sounds like it came from that Chinese!" said William Wheeler.

After all, he was too familiar with Chen Zhengwei's tone.

And few people can do it. The words in the telegram exude a sense of arrogance and tyranny.

"Do you think he can transmit telegrams to land on the ship?" William Wheeler asked thoughtfully.

"This is impossible! Sir, I have never heard of such a thing! Maybe he is in that port! After all, we have few information channels in South America. Even if he is in some port, we don't know!" the staff said immediately.

William Wheeler nodded and asked no more questions.

Soon, the Attorney General arrived.

Although the Department of Justice had no influence in San Francisco, it still had two civilian staff members who collected information and sent it back by telegram.

He already knew about this last night.

"I didn't expect Columbians to be so bold?" William Wheeler threw the newspaper to the Attorney General.

"It's probably not their courage!" The Minister of Justice said with a wry smile. "According to the information I received, it was Chen Zhengwei's people who cleared the streets, planted explosives on the streets and detonated them, and then had people shoot with guns."

“Before that, they even asked everyone to leave the streets and arranged for reporters to take pictures the whole time!”

"So everything is fake?" William Wheeler was even more surprised.

"Yes, this is a frame-up, and it is not concealed at all!" said the Minister of Justice, and then pointed to a line of text on the newspaper and said:

"His target should be them, the Corvado family!"

"This is a Colombian family. I don't know how they got into conflict with the Chinese Chen! He is forcing the Colombian government to take action against this family!" This time, the Minister of Justice made things very clear.

William Wheeler now understood, and then asked, "Is this family very powerful?"

He was surprised that the other party had a conflict with Chen Zhengwei, but Chen Zhengwei did not immediately bring people and guns to the door, but instead used this method to retaliate.

"Not really. Colombia is a primitive country with a harsh environment. And this family is located in the interior of Colombia..."

"I understand!" William Wheeler nodded.

As soon as he heard it, he understood what was going on.

Then William Wheeler fell into thought.

He didn't care about Colombia or an indigenous family in Colombia.

He also didn't mind helping Chen Zhengwei with a small favor.

He was just thinking about what he and the U.S. government could gain in the process.

"This news is in all the newspapers in the United States?" William Wheeler asked.

"Yes!"

William Wheeler nodded. Just as he had thought before, the Colombian government was not important, and the truth of this matter was not important either.

All the newspapers in the United States published this news, and the word spread like wildfire, so the U.S. government had to step up and do something.

Do it for ordinary people to see.

Then William Wheeler called his secretary and said, "Go and inform the Secretary of State and the Secretary of the Treasury to come here..."

"We need a meeting!"

"Bring back the Panama Treaty!"

Since we want to put pressure on Colombia, we must try our best to squeeze some benefits out of Colombia.

Firstly, Colombia had previously taken back the mining rights of the Panama Canal and handed them over to France, which had made the Americans dissatisfied for a long time.

Secondly, Chen Zhengwei forced the Colombian government to sign the Panama Treaty.

Chen Zhengwei has signed, why can’t I sign?
Anyway, the relationship between the two sides has reached its lowest point in a short period of time. If they don’t take advantage of this opportunity to gain some benefits, wouldn’t their efforts be in vain?

(End of this chapter)