The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 648 is suicide
"Is there anyone in the United States who is so courageous?" Chen Zhengwei reached out to take the newspaper, already thinking about whether to throw the other party into the sea or bury him in the ground.

"It's not the United States, it's Russia. They also said they want to show Brother Wei some power!" Aaron said with a grin, looking like he was gloating, as if afraid that the matter was not big enough.

Chen Zhengwei took the newspaper, it was the Times.

The above news is that Russian Foreign Minister Alexander Mikhailovich Gorchakov strongly criticized the United States for the attack on its ambassador in the United States and demanded that the United States severely punish the murderer.

And named the murderer as Chen from China.

At the same time, it also satirizes the United States, saying that a country's army was defeated by a group of thugs. If it were in Russia, such a thing would never happen.

The Russian Foreign Minister was also very angry. The minister had his legs broken in the embassy. You have to know that the minister represents the face of a country.

The other party obviously trampled on Russia's face and even spit at it.

If there was no response at all, the Russian Empire would be laughed at internationally.

In this matter, the US police are not only useless, but also completely useless.

They protested to the White House, but the White House ignored them and didn't even send a telegram.

How could the Russians not be angry about this?

"Fuck!" Chen Zhengwei cursed. "He actually slandered me! Did you see that? He slandered me!"

"We'll remember this grudge and find a chance to blow up their ship. If you hear that he's going abroad for a visit, remind me!" Chen Zhengwei said to Aaron.

"Okay, I'll remind Brother Wei when the time comes!" Aaron immediately patted his chest and promised.

"A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, write it down!" Chen Zhengwei slapped A-Long on the back of the head, and then his face changed:

"Find an opportunity to kill the Russian ambassador to the United States!"

"Make it look better!"

"It would be best if he could take the initiative to hang himself! Take the initiative...it will make everyone look good!"

"Brother Wei, his leg is broken, how could he hang himself?" Aaron said with a smile.

"He just broke one leg! If someone can hang himself with both legs broken, why can't he do it with just one leg broken?" Chen Zhengwei also laughed.

But I kept the Russia thing in mind.

"They can't even beat Zuo Zongtang, so how can they fight me? Is he crazy?" Chen Zhengwei sneered again.

This incident made him more angry than being slandered.

Sooner or later, we will give Russia a beating.

Just two days later, Chen Zhengwei was sitting on the sofa watching Qiao Niang being beaten. A'long came in excitedly with a newspaper, and saw Lin Changning holding a ruler in his hand, chasing Qiao Niang, making her jump up and down.

"Sister-in-law! Qiao Niang got beaten again!" A Long said with a smile.

Qiao Niang's screams of "Ouch, ouch" suddenly became louder.

"Why is it always Qiao Niang who gets beaten? It seems that Zheng Wu never gets beaten!" As soon as A Long saw Chen Zheng Wu hiding aside, he rolled his eyes and said.

Chen Zhengwu's face turned red with anger.

"He has no future! A childhood without being beaten is incomplete! He missed a lot!" Chen Zhengwei glanced at Chen Zhengwu.

This guy is too honest.

It wasn't even his turn to be beaten.

The two of them watched Qiao Niang being beaten with great interest for a while, and then A-Long remembered the business and handed the newspaper in his hand to Chen Zhengwei:
"Brother Wei, look!"

"What is so mysterious?" Chen Zhengwei took the newspaper and glanced at it.

Then he was stunned.

The day before yesterday, on March 3, Russian Tsar Alexander II was assassinated in St. Petersburg and died of his injuries that evening.

"It wasn't me!" This was Chen Zhengwei's first reaction.

"Brother Wei, you know, I definitely believe you!" Aaron said with a wicked smile.

"Awen, send a telegram to Rong Jiahong, asking him to kill the Russian ambassador to the United States as well!" Chen Zhengwei said immediately after thinking for a moment.

The Russian Tsar is dead, and the Russian Empire must be in chaos now. Who would care about a minister to the United States?

Just throw the blame on the people who assassinated the Tsar.

As for whether other people believe it or not...that's none of his business.

Anyway, he believed it.

Then Chen Zhengwei picked up a cigar, and Aaron immediately came over to light it.

Chen Zhengwei smoked a cigar and said leisurely, "It's not easy to be an emperor these days! You might be killed one day!"

"Then being an envoy must be more dangerous! Even the Tsar was killed, let alone an envoy?"

Chen Zhengwei thought for a moment and said, "Go find me a reporter."

He was very angry when he saw the newspaper before. Now that the Tsar has been killed, he couldn't swallow this anger without making a few sarcastic remarks.

Not long after, reporters from the San Francisco Examiner arrived, two of them, with cameras.

"boss!"

This newspaper also belongs to Chen Zhengwei.

"No need to be so troublesome, just respond casually!" Chen Zhengwei pointed at the cameras in the hands of the two people.

"Yesterday I saw the Russian Foreign Minister's accusations against me in the newspaper, and I just want to say that this is pure slander. If they have evidence that I am involved in the attack on the Russian ambassador, they can bring it out."

"Even the New York police didn't say that this matter had anything to do with me. I don't know how the country bumpkins in Russia could have connected it. Are they questioning the ability of the New York police?"

"I personally fully believe in the New York police's ability to solve the case, and I also believe that the New York police can clear my name!"

"Also, I heard that the Russian Tsar was assassinated? I think they should look for their own problems first."

"Isn't it their fault that they have encountered so many problems? Don't always think of yourself as a victim!"

The two reporters wrote down Chen Zhengwei's reply in a daze. Especially Chen Zhengwei's last sentence, which always makes people feel that... this sentence is actually "Apart from the facts, Russia is not wrong?"

This reply was naked ridicule, the kind without any disguise.

"You two should polish it and then send the press release to various newspapers!" Chen Zhengwei said and leaned back on the sofa.

……

Late that night, Rong Jiahong took his men straight to the Russian Embassy in the United States.

A moment later, a burst of gunfire broke out at the Russian Embassy, which could be heard two miles away.

It was more than half an hour later that Rong Jiahong took his men away.

An hour later, the New York police finally arrived.

When they arrived at the scene, sweat started to pour down their heads.

There were corpses everywhere at the scene, and all the guards of the Russian embassy were dead in the yard.

Many embassy staff also died in the room.

It was not until we arrived at the minister's room and opened the door that we saw the Russian minister hanging from the beam, looking like he had committed suicide.

If you don't consider the bullet holes in his body.

After all, he was a minister of a foreign country, and the New York police officers immediately knew that they were in big trouble.

The news soon reached the New York Police Department, and the chief was woken up in the middle of the night and hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed to the station.

As soon as he got off the carriage in front of the police station, several people appeared in front of him.

"Good evening, Mr. Director, you should take a look at this first! This is very important to you."

The director looked at the other person's yellow face and had a bad feeling in his heart.

It's definitely not a good thing for the other party to come here.

After taking the letter from the other party and reading it for a moment, the director's expression was full of excitement.

After a moment, he said, "I know!"

"Good night, then, sir!" The other smiled at him and retreated into the darkness.

At this time, the police officers from the police station came out and lowered their heads:
"Director!"

The police chief looked at these "late" police officers, his eyes swept over each of them, and after a while he walked into the police station without saying a word.

Soon, after learning about the situation at the embassy, the director said to the police chief handling the case with a serious face:
"This incident has nothing to do with the Chinese! The Russian envoy died of suicide!"

"The rest is up to you to figure out how to do it!"

……

Pennsylvania.

Xu Yan led a group of people into a hotel.

What kind of boss you have, what kind of subordinates you have.

Xu Yan's subordinates are similar to Xu Yan. Unlike the others, they do not rush around recklessly and walk in a very elegant manner.

At least he is not like A'long and Rong Jiahong, who don't look like good people at first glance.

"Mr. Xu! Our boss is here!" There were several people who looked like bodyguards waiting in the hotel and led Xu Yan directly to a cafe on the side.

"Mr. Xu!" A middle-aged man stood up stiffly and stretched out his hand towards Xu Yan.

"Hello, Mr. Ted!" Xu Yan shook hands with the other party and sat down.

"Everyone is busy, so I'll get straight to the point. The purpose of my visit this time is very simple... to get you and your company to withdraw from the competition for that oil field!" Xu Yan said directly.

"You have no chance with that oil field. Keep wasting time. It will be bad for everyone!"

"Since we have no chance, why did Mr. Xu specially meet with me and ask me to withdraw?" Joseph Ted, the general manager of Ted Brothers Oil Company asked back.

Xu Yan stared at the other person for a moment, then laughed: "After all, a dead person can't buy an oil field."

Joseph Ted's face turned ugly.

That's the way those Chinese do things.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then sighed and said, "Let's quit!"

"It's a wise decision. So I say, this is good for everyone! If your oil company can no longer operate, you can contact us, maybe we can offer you a good price." Xu Yan continued.

Joseph Ted forced a smile and chatted with Xu Yan for a few words.

Then Xu Yan took out his pocket watch and looked at it: "I have an appointment with the state legislator, so I'll take my leave now."

After Xu Yan left, Joseph Ted slammed his fist on the table.

Even though they knew the chances were slim, they still put in a lot of effort to compete for the oil field in Pennsylvania.

Now it's all gone to waste.

And he quit directly after being threatened by others.

This made him feel very bad.

Pennsylvania Rock Oil Company had already withdrawn, and Ted Brothers Oil Company had also withdrawn, so the only one who wanted the oil field was Standard Oil.

It will be much easier for Xu Yan to negotiate with the state government next time.

The cost will also be much smaller.

In just three days, the two sides reached a preliminary agreement, and then people from Standard Oil Company intervened and took over the negotiation work from Xu Yan.

Then it’s just a matter of cost.

(End of this chapter)