The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 620: Eating Alone Won’t Succeed
"Good afternoon, Mr. Chen."

Jim was a Jewish man about 30 years old, short and with a baby face, wearing a gentleman's suit, a vest and a dark woolen windbreaker.

As Eastman's deputy, he was a feared figure in New York.

At this time, he stood in front of Chen Zhengwei's desk, bowed slightly, put his hat on his chest, and looked respectful.

"Eastman once told me that if I met Mr. Chen, I must pay him the highest respects."

"I guess I'll be able to see Eastman soon!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

"It looks like you guys are having a good time now."

"Yes, thanks to Mr. Chen's care, our lives are much better. Not only Eastman, but each of us is very grateful for Mr. Chen's help!" Jim said immediately.

Thanks to the slot machines and the committee's logistics network, as well as the port terminals in New York, their business is now doing very well.

Contraband from other countries would pass through their hands, through the committee's logistics and into the hands of committee members in other cities in the United States.

And they will get a very good benefit from this network.

It is one of the fastest growing gangs in the United States today.

Now it has gradually begun to expand into Brooklyn, and has had several conflicts with the local police gangs.

Brooklyn is still a separate city, and the Police Gang is a gang made up of police officers, and what they do is no different from other gangs.

Collecting protection money, extortion, loan sharking, and selling contraband.

It sounds incredible, but this is the way it is in this era.

With more money, social status has also improved a lot.

They also learned a lot from Chen Zhengwei.

Now he can eat at the same table with New York congressmen, unlike before, when he felt like a gutter rat.

So his words now came from the heart and were not just polite words.

"I'm very happy to hear this news! I hope everyone in the United States can get what they want, identity, status, wealth... This is the representation of the American dream! Isn't it?" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

"Yes, the American Dream!" Jim laughed.

This word came from Chen Zhengwei's mouth.

These people are the practitioners of the American dream.

Chen Zhengwei exchanged a few words with Jim, and then Jim left.

After all, Chen Zhengwei had arrived in New York and Eastman was not there, so he had to show up.

Chen Zhengwei was not very interested in their petty quarrels.

A'long, Rong Jiahong, Xu Yan and others were sitting in the reception room outside the office, smoking cigars and chatting. The reception room was filled with smoke.

I don’t know what Rong Jiahong said, but Aaron was laughing.

Seeing Chen Zhengwei coming out, Xu Yan stood up and handed a telegram to Chen Zhengwei.

"Brother Wei, there's a telegram! It's from Washington, and it's from the President's staff."

Chen Zhengwei took it and took a look. It was about Colombia.

Two army regiments entered the Antioquia region, suffered heavy casualties, and wiped out the Córdoba family.

Eventually the Corvado family was destroyed and its main members were shot dead.

The head of the family, Simon Corvado, committed suicide by shooting himself.

"He got it cheap!" Chen Zhengwei curled his lips, feeling dissatisfied.

After all, he didn't even see anyone, and the family that sent people to San Francisco to cause trouble was all dead.

But there was no other way, he really didn't want to take the dirt road through the jungle and into Colombia.

He never wanted to go to Cuba again in his life.

Although Mr. Chen has suffered hardships in his life and is not someone who cannot endure hardships, there is no need for him to ask for trouble.

"Never mind. Just send me a telegram and tell me I know."

……

New York's Chinatown is a small area located at the south end of Mott Street, which originally had only a few hundred or a thousand Chinese people.

But it has been quite busy in the past month.

"I heard that Chen Lao Hu arrived in New York and his battleship was at the dock. I went to see it specially! It's so big. I wonder how much such a ship would cost." Ma Liu, who was dressed in a gentleman's suit, said with envy.

Then he asked Li Xiling who was sitting opposite him: "Can we go meet Chen Lao Hu? We are all Chinese. The little bit of food that leaks from his fingers is enough for us to eat!"

Ma Liu and his group from Xie Sheng Tang stayed in San Francisco for more than half a month, and when the follow-up people arrived, they went directly to New York.

After all, this is the largest city in the United States.

However, when I got here, I found that although the Chinese here have a high status, it is not so easy to make money.

Xu Yan, Rong Jiahong and their gang move around in upper society, eating and drinking the best food and drinking the best drinks every day, but these people can't even get in on the fun.

Fortunately, there is a Chinatown in New York, where there are hundreds or thousands of Chinese people.

There are less than a thousand people in New York's Chinatown, but more than two hundred young and strong men who are brave enough to fight and kill have established themselves here in a short time.

Li Xiling, who originally had the highest status and position here, organized a social hall here, which was considered a mutual aid association.

Taking advantage of the improved status of the Chinese, the police did not dare to provoke the Chinese. Li Xiling also teamed up with local congressmen and police to open casinos and brothels in New York's Chinatown.

However, when Ma Liu and others from Xieshengtang arrived, they immediately swallowed up the Lianyi Hall.

But with so many Chinese here, how can they support more than 200 idle young people?
If Chen Zhengwei could slip a little bit of food through his fingers, these people would never have to worry about food and drink.

Chen Zhengwei arrived in New York today. When such a large warship arrived at the dock, the news spread. Ma Liu and his men even went to the dock to take a look.

I was so shocked that I couldn't speak.

With this ship, you can go anywhere you want, even if you transport things from the United States back to the Qing Dynasty to sell, and then sell people and opium from the Qing Dynasty, you can make a lot of money.

Li Xiling raised his eyelids and glanced at Ma Liu, saying, "How can we, with our small family and small business, get along with him? Not to mention us, even if the Qing envoy Ouyang wanted to see him, he might not see him."

After Ouyang Ming arrived in New York, Li Xiling invited Ouyang Ming to visit Chinatown, and Ouyang Ming praised him as a role model for Chinese businessmen.

He also had these four words carved and placed at home.

But they all knew that this was just for their own amusement.

As a Chinese in the United States, Chen Zhengwei has everything under control.

Not to mention him, even if it was Ouyang Ming, Chen Zhengwei might not even look at him.

Ma Liu smacked his lips when he heard this, feeling somewhat unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

He turned around and went out with his men, mainly to inquire about the surrounding gang forces.

Chen Zhengwei also fought his way up from Chinatown. They fought for some territories. Even if they couldn't be as rampant as Chen Zhengwei, at least they could have enough food and drink.

……

The banquet was held at the Golden Club two days later. Edward Stokes and Xu Yan greeted the guests at the door. Edward Stokes was now very popular in the social circle in New York.

Carriages kept stopping in front of the club, and the people getting off them were either rich or noble.

Even the police were not far from the club to maintain order and avoid any trouble.

Almost all New York politicians, top billionaires and ministers from various countries were present.

"Mr. Ouyang!" Xu Yan greeted Ouyang Ming warmly.

"Mr. Xu! I heard that Mr. Chen has expelled a lot of students recently. Have you heard about it, Mr. Xu?" Ouyang Ming asked with a smile on his face.

"I heard a little bit! But what does that have to do with me?" Xu Yan's expression did not change at all.

Wu Jiashan, the supervisor of the Chinese students studying in the United States, was shot by Rong Jiahong last time and finally calmed down.

These days, they have caused trouble and expelled six or seven young students studying in the United States. They all came from poor families.

However, with the help of Zhang Kangren and Tan Yaoxun, Xu Yan funded them to continue their studies in the United States.

Ouyang Ming saw it all and was worried.

Ouyang Geng was his cousin. Like Yung Wing, he had high hopes for these young children studying in the United States.

However, Wu Jiashan and Xu Yan colluded and cut off the roots of these young children studying in the United States.

It just so happened that he could neither get rid of Wu Jiashan nor do anything to Xu Yan, so he said this here to express his dissatisfaction.

"Mr. Xu, the future of the Qing Dynasty depends on these students. Please show mercy to them!" Ouyang Ming sighed.

"You think that is the future of the Qing Dynasty, but the ministers of the court don't think so!" Xu Yan smiled meaningfully. "What matters is not what they have learned, but how they view the Qing Dynasty. This determines whether they are the backbone of the Qing Dynasty."

"Master Ouyang, the banquet is about to begin!"

Ouyang Ming sighed slightly in his heart, sorted out his mood and walked into the club. The club had already started using electric lights and was brightly lit even at night.

At this time, the banquet hall was bustling with envoys from various countries and top wealthy people.

After a while, when everyone arrived, Chen Zhengwei took Cicely DuPont downstairs.

"Good evening, Mr. Chen!" Everyone spoke with a smile.

Chen Zhengwei smiled and greeted people along the way with Cicely DuPont.

"There's a new face here... Let me guess, a Russian?" Chen Zhengwei quickly noticed a person.

"New Russian Minister? Welcome to America! Your last Minister was a bit impulsive... I hope you are not so impulsive!"

"Mr. Ouyang! How have you been lately?"

"Mr. Chen, can we sell some penicillin to the Qing Dynasty?"

"Qing? Do they have foreign exchange?" Chen Zhengwei asked with a smile, and then laughed: "Just a joke. But the current production is too small, and there is not enough for everyone here! Unless they are willing to give up their share."

As soon as Chen Zhengwei said this, the ministers from other countries around him looked over.

Now everyone wants to increase their share, and several people come to this banquet with missions.

After a while, Chen Zhengwei finally arrived in front and turned to say to everyone: "I'm glad that I'm finally back to a civilized country!"

Everyone laughed immediately, then clapped softly.

"I have been in a wild place for more than a month. I am surprised that it is 1880. I thought it was 880!"

Everyone laughed again.

"Yes, Mr. Chen, only Europe and... the United States have modern civilization!" others raised their glasses.

"China has it too, but it's not the same as here. The civilization has been passed down for 5000 years to this day, but when China was using toilet paper, you were still squatting on trees and yelling "Oh, oh, oh" at bananas!" Chen Zhengwei imitated the monkey's cry.

The laughter of the crowd paused for a moment. It was obvious that Chen Zhengwei's words offended many people.

But more people were confused and surprised.

After all, Darwin's theory of evolution was only proposed 20 years ago and has not been spread that widely.

"No way, you don't know Darwin's theory of evolution?" Chen Zhengwei seemed to see the doubt in his heart, and then smiled and said, "It's good to read more. Otherwise, you won't even understand jokes."

"That's heresy! Darwin's remarks are simply blasphemy! It's really a joke!" British Minister Sir Edward Thornton said on the side.

"So I've always wondered why you didn't hang him! After all, he pointed at your noses and said, your ancestor is a monkey!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

Everyone laughed again, and the incident just now was lightly exposed.

After the banquet started, Sir Edward Thornton approached Chen Zhengwei and said, "Mr. Chen, maybe we can help with penicillin production. After all, Britain has the most advanced industrial system in the world!"

The beating by Chen Zhengwei before was no longer important in the face of penicillin.

"If necessary!" Chen Zhengwei smiled while holding the wine glass. The British were dreaming.

"The ministers seem to be anxious to speak to me. Excuse me!"

Chen Zhengwei threw Sir Edward Thornton aside and chatted with other ministers. Their purposes were similar.

It's all about more penicillin, and they can pay a price in exchange.

For example, if Chen Zhengwei can increase the export share of penicillin, they can open certain markets to Chen Zhengwei.

Including the newly appointed Russian Imperial Minister...his temper is much better than his predecessor.

After dealing with these ministers, another person came over.

Henry Havemeyer, American sugar magnate.

"Mr. Chen, I said last time that maybe we could cooperate!" Henry Havemeyer clinked his wine glass with Chen Zhengwei's.

Cuban sugar is of high quality and low cost, and Chen Zhengwei now owns a large number of plantations in Cuba.

"Of course, I know what you want. Maybe we can invest together and build some sugar factories in Texas! How about Houston? They are digging deep-water channels there. I believe that in two years, large cargo ships will be able to pass through them."

"Why not? I own the largest sugar company and sales channels in the United States, and Mr. Chen owns a large number of sugar factories in Cuba!"

"Our cooperation will be a pleasant one! It's a win-win situation!" Henry Havemeyer was in a good mood when he saw that he achieved his goal so easily.

"Of course, a win-win situation!" Chen Zhengwei also thought so.

Clinked glasses with Henry Havemeyer.

This time, Chen Zhengwei really wanted to cooperate, instead of planning to get rid of the other party and make the company his own.

After all, at his current point, he needs some allies.

His expenses are indeed very high, and he spends a huge sum of money on security companies every month.

But in this world, there is no end to making money.

Eating alone will only make you excluded by everyone.

He was excluded from the beginning and needed to accumulate capital quickly.

That's why he wants to fight.

That is no longer necessary.

(End of this chapter)