The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 593 Do you doubt my character?
Half an hour later, Chen Zhengwei stood in front of a somewhat quaint two-story building in the city center.

Although it is simple and quaint, it covers a large area and is made entirely of stone, making the building look quite heavy. There are stone carved pillars outside the gate.

The stones were covered with ivy, and between the ivy were arched windows with copper railings outside the stained glass windows.

Looking up, you can see some windows on the second floor with a balcony. Through the stone fence, you can see chairs and a table on the balcony, with a checkered tablecloth on the table.

"Go knock on the door!" Chen Zhengwei tilted his head and signaled his men to knock on the door.

Soon, the door was opened a crack, and a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt and with obvious mixed-race features came in. He was stunned when he saw the people outside.

"Who are you looking for?"

As soon as Su Ya and the other thugs pushed the door, the middle-aged man behind the door was knocked open.

Chen Zhengwei walked in and took a look. It was a typical European style, with paintings on the walls, a high ceiling, and a beautiful chandelier hanging... although it was not worth much money.

Chen Zhengwei was quite satisfied, at least it was clean.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" the middle-aged man who was pushed away asked warily and worriedly.

"Don't be nervous, we are not bad people. This place looks clean, so let's choose this place and stay for two days." Chen Zhengwei looked around and said, although he didn't know what the other party was talking about, he could guess.

Su Ya immediately translated it, and then said with a smile: "Our boss is staying here, which is a good thing for you. You look like a housekeeper? Who is the owner of this house?"

Just as Su Ya finished speaking, a voice came from the second floor: "Sanchez, who's here?"

Then they heard footsteps. A middle-aged man with dark brown curly hair walked to the stairs. He was stunned for a moment and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The mixed-blooded family immediately hurried to the stairs and said, "Sir, they are guests from outside and want to stay here."

"No matter who you are..." The middle-aged man with curly hair was the local rich man Manuel Carlos Cano, a businessman with some fame in the local area.

He runs a family trading company and does business with some small sugar factories.

"Sir, you'd better swallow what you are going to say next!" Su Ya interrupted him directly and took out a gun from his waist and pointed it at the other party.

Besides him, everyone else followed suit.

"Our boss wants to stay here, and you have no right to choose. If I were you, I would be more honest! And then live peacefully for a few days. Don't worry, this won't cause you too much trouble."

Suddenly, a bunch of guns were pointed at him, and Manuel Cano immediately became aware of the situation.

"Don't hurt me and my family!"

"Don't worry, we came here only because the hotel in this town is closed! Our boss just walked in and got a rhinitis!"

"The hotels here are really terrible!" Manuel Cano agreed, and then tried to test:
"Can I go out then?"

"Of course, you can do whatever you want. But I remind you that it's best not to cause any trouble. Although we are not afraid, we will be very angry." Su Ya said after asking Chen Zhengwei.

Seeing that the other party was fearless, Manuel Cano decided to believe what he said.

But he still didn't plan to stay here. He planned to take his wife and children to hide somewhere else for a few days.

Then inquire about the situation.

"I'll lend you this house and I can move out with my family. Is that okay?" Manuel Cano asked again.

"Of course! Whatever you want!"

The Spanish businessman was completely relieved and said:

"Then please do as you please. Don't worry, I won't cause any trouble. I need to arrange for my family to leave!"

Then he returned to the room, pushed back his wife who wanted to come out, and explained the situation in a low voice.

His wife immediately went to pack her things in a panic.

Manuel Cano went to see his son and daughter and told them that he would take them to the countryside for two days.

Half an hour later, Manuel Cano and his family packed up their things. When they came down with their luggage, they saw Chen Zhengwei lying on Manuel's favorite sofa.

Those yellow-skinned people wearing black pants and white shirts were standing in various corners of the room.

The Spaniard's heart was lifted again.

"I hope you have a good time here!" Manuel Cano managed to squeeze out a sentence, then walked out carefully with his family.

The others just looked at them, and only Su Ya came over and said, "Don't be so careful. We keep our word, just take it as a day out to relax for a few days. It's best not to cause any trouble, otherwise you'll be in trouble."

"Yes, I know! I'm going on vacation!" Manuel Cano forced a smile.

"I wish you a happy holiday!" Su Ya said with a smile.

Manuel Cano walked out of the door and saw a few Chinese people standing outside, so he quickened his pace and prepared to leave with his family.

At this time, a carriage stopped at the door. The Spaniard thought someone was looking for him, so he stopped subconsciously. He saw the coachman jump down and open the door, and two Spaniards got out.

They all wore very decent handmade gentlemen's suits and held civilized canes in their hands.

The other party just glanced at him, walked towards one of the Chinese, took off his hat and said, "We are here to see Mr. Chen on behalf of Betancourt."

Manuel Cano then realized that the other party was not looking for him, but his heart was filled with shock.

Betancourt? Is that the family?
After all, this surname has a great influence in the Eastern Province.

Not only does it have a general of the Independence Army, it is also one of the most famous families in the Eastern Province, with many large plantations and sugar mills.

For a trader like him, this surname is simply a household name.

Who is that yellow-skinned guy inside?

He was now glad that he had put away his arrogance in time.

……

"Good afternoon, Mr. Chen. I didn't expect you to stay here!" The two people this time were the same two I met in Galveston.

When the two heard that Chen Zhengwei had arrived, they headed straight for the dock, but they didn't find Chen Zhengwei until here.

All I can say is that Chen Zhengwei acted too quickly.

"I didn't expect that you didn't arrange a place for me to stay!" Chen Zhengwei spread his hands.

"But it doesn't matter! Your boss will be here tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Betancourt will arrive tomorrow afternoon. Our appointment is tomorrow evening!" "That's the best! What about the Chinese? When will they arrive?"

"In fact, five hundred people have already arrived. Would you like to meet them, Mr. Chen? The others will be delivered tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

"Five hundred people... Five hundred people. Why should I meet with them? I will meet your boss directly tomorrow."

After confirming the time, the two said goodbye.

"Su Ya, take some people to visit the local mayor! Otherwise he will cause us trouble. We may come here often in the future!" Chen Zhengwei looked up and said.

He really doesn't like people causing trouble for him now.

Although this port is not important and not large in Cuba, it is also an important port for transporting agricultural products.

This is not a contradiction.

He will definitely send ships here more often in the future.

Goods such as sugar and tobacco here will later be distributed to various ports and shipped to the United States.

……

The next afternoon, the two men that Chen Zhengwei had met were waiting at the road leading in and out of Shivara.

Then we saw an army of several hundred people appearing on the road. These people had dark skin and wore clothes that were barely clean, but there was a lot of mud on them.

On his shoulder was a somewhat old Remington roller-type rifle, the same type that Chen Zhengwei sold to Panama and Peru.

Spain also purchased large quantities of these rifles during the Ten Years' War.

Most of these people are pure blacks, and a few officers are mixed-race of Spanish and blacks.

In the middle of this military escort were several muddy carriages.

At the back of the team were Chinese people tied with ropes. Many of them were wearing tattered clothes and didn’t even have shoes. They walked on the muddy dirt road with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Soon, the two men came to a carriage, took off their hats and said respectfully: "Mr. Betancourt!"

Sitting in the carriage was a middle-aged man in his forties, with dark brown hair and a beautifully trimmed beard. He looked a little serious and his eyes were bright.

"Come on up and tell me!" Federico Betancourt waited until the two men got on the carriage before asking, "Has he arrived yet?"

"Yesterday at noon!"

"How many ships and men did he bring?"

"His warships are twenty miles away, and only one cargo ship has entered the port. It is unclear how many people are on the cargo ship, but he brought about a hundred people ashore."

"What did he do when he got here?" Federico Betancourt asked.

"They robbed a rich man's house here! They said the hotel here smells bad..." The two men shrugged.

"It suits his style!" Federico Betancourt smiled.

From the information he got, Chen Zhengwei was very fond of luxury and only went to the most upscale hotels.

He was originally wondering what the other party would do when he got here.

This kind of fierce and domineering style is indeed in line with Chen Zhengwei's usual style.

"In addition, he sent someone to meet with the local mayor."

"What did you say?"

"They just said they would be here for a few days and asked the local mayor not to cause them any trouble! In fact, he brought a hundred people off the ship, and no one dared to cause him any trouble. There are only a dozen policemen in this town."

"Do you think he is sincere in the deal?" Federico Betancourt asked again.

"Yes, he seems to be sincere in doing the deal so far."

Federico Betancot nodded. From what he heard about what Chen Zhengwei did after arriving here, it was indeed normal.

And this time he brought an independent army of several hundred people, all of whom had rich combat experience.

So he wasn't too worried.

"Is the banquet tonight arranged?"

"Yes!"

……

In the evening, Chen Zhengwei wore white pants and a pink shirt and went out with his men.

Follow the people sent by Betancot to a coastline in Shivara.

The coastline of Shivara is beautiful, especially at sunset.

Not far from the beach, a temporary ground was built with wood, on which was a table with a chair on each side of the table.

In the distance, there were hundreds of independent soldiers standing scattered around. A man in a decent gentleman's suit was standing on the beach. When he saw Chen Zhengwei, he hurried over. Behind him were a dozen independent soldiers' bodyguards.

"Good evening, Mr. Chen! Nice to meet you!" Federico Betancourt looked at Chen Zhengwei calmly with a smile on his face.

He could feel the explosive power coming from the other person.

Even when the other person's face is calm, he will give people a sense of ferocity that may explode at any time, making people subconsciously feel afraid.

'What a horrible man! ' Federico Betancourt thought.

But he felt more relaxed in his heart, because the opponent's figure did not look flexible and was also a huge target on the battlefield.

The fact that he dared to stand in front of me and hundreds of revolutionary soldiers showed that he was indeed sincere.

"Wow, what a grand ceremony!" Chen Zhengwei clicked his tongue and his body swayed slightly when he walked, like a giant bear.

"Why, are you afraid that I will turn against you?"

Chen Zhengwei looked down at the other person as if he were a dwarf, with an unhappy look on his face.

He was very unhappy that the other party actually doubted his character.

"Mr. Chen has misunderstood. After all, we are here to transport several thousand Chinese people, so we must have some manpower to do the transportation." Federico Betancourt explained with a smile.

(End of this chapter)