The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 705 Returning Home
In the United Kingdom, Foreign Secretary Earl Granville walked out of 10 Downing Street and got into a carriage to return to Whitehall.

On the way, we saw several carriages parked in front of the Colonial Ministry. Several well-dressed gentlemen were being asked to come out while shouting angrily towards the inside.

The Colonial Office has been quite busy lately because of what's happening in Hong Kong.

You know, those who died were all rich people.

Their families, relatives and friends have been coming to the Colonial Office to protest in recent days, demanding that the murderer be found quickly and severely punished.

Earl Granville just took a glance and then looked away.

After returning to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he called the person in charge of Asian affairs.

"It's hard for us to pin this on him now. The Governor of Hong Kong refused! That cowardly guy!"

"There are too many people watching us now. The Conservatives are always watching us! If they notice us, we will be in a passive position."

He was just called by the Prime Minister because of pressure from the Conservative Party, and the Prime Minister asked him to inquire about the situation.

In addition, the Governor of Hong Kong handed all the specific intelligence to the Colonial Office, and many people were involved in the matter, which made it difficult for them to make any further moves.

Even though he was somewhat unwilling, he had to give up the idea of blaming Chen Zhengwei for this incident and taking advantage of this opportunity to take Chen Zhengwei down.

"So let's stick to the previous plan!"

“The question now is, will he definitely go to the Malay Peninsula and Singapore?”

"Definitely!" said the head of Asian affairs firmly.

"He needs to expand his population... Southeast Asia is a great source of immigrants! So he will definitely go!"

Earl Granville nodded and continued to act according to the original plan.

……

At the same time, in the White House, Xu Yan watched several doctors walk into the president's room.

When Xu Yan saw the chief doctor Willard Bliss, he grabbed him and warned him.

"Remember, don't affect their treatment!"

In fact, the person who lagged behind the previous treatment was the president's chief physician.

On the one hand, they are conservative and reject new ideas and technologies proposed by others, while on the other hand, they have repeatedly operated on the president to find bullets.

An incompetent and stubborn person.

This time the preparation lasted a full week, and Xu Yan had high hopes for this operation.

If Willard Bliss interfered with the treatment again, Xu Yan would hang him himself.

"You don't need to worry about me!" Willard Bliss said helplessly.

Xu Yan patted him on the shoulder, then stood aside and watched everyone enter the room.

The first lady also prayed silently outside the room.

As time passed, everyone felt a little uneasy. Even Xu Yan felt the pressure to some extent. He walked to the side, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Although the president is dead, Chen Zhengwei can support another one.

But if the president can be saved, the benefits brought about will be incomparable to supporting another president.

At least for the next few years, the president will stand with Chen Zhengwei.

Therefore, even he was a little anxious.

He smoked half a cigarette and threw the butt on the ground, crushed it with his toes, and lit up another one a few minutes later.

I waited for two full hours before the door of the room opened.

The First Lady immediately looked over with hope.

The person who came out of the room was Willard Bliss. He had a strange expression on his face, as if he was relieved, but also seemed unhappy.

"Willard, what's going on?"

"The situation is very good, very smooth... We found the warhead this time!" Willard Bliss smiled. "Mr. President is also in good condition, now we just need to wait!"

"Thank God!" The First Lady's legs went weak.

It has been almost a month since the president was assassinated, and the bullet that was in his body has finally been found.

This was the best news she had heard recently.

Xu Yan stood in the distance and watched this scene. He took out a cigarette and lit it, a smile on his face. After a moment, he walked to the stairs on the side with the cigarette in his mouth, and waved his fist where no one could see.

It worked!
But when he was back in front of people, he had that calm smile on his face again, as if everything was within his expectations.

"Madam, this is good news! I believe that the President will recover soon!" Xu Yan smiled at the First Lady.

"This is also good news for America! This country needs Garfield to lead it!"

"It's hard to describe how I feel right now and how grateful I am to you! You will always be Garfield's best friends!" said the First Lady with gratitude.

"Of course, we always have been!" Xu Yan took over with a smile.

The president is alive and well, and that's good for everyone.

Except black people.

Because of what's going on with the president these days, plans for black people are progressing a lot more slowly.

Black people in Louisiana were caught between the National Guard of their own state and Arkansas, suffering heavy casualties.

Because of the attack on the president, there have been fewer actions against them in recent times, and they have "hardly" survived with the support of some people.

In addition, black resistance organizations have emerged in Tennessee and South Carolina, and there are signs of this happening in other states as well.

The Black Panthers of Louisiana were like torches in the dark night, igniting the hearts of black people in other states of the United States.

Now that the president’s condition has stabilized, they are probably in trouble.

Another hour passed, and several doctors came out one after another, looking tired.

"It went smoothly. The bullet has been taken out! And we have penicillin, so Mr. President doesn't have to worry about getting infected!"

"I believe he will recover soon!"

Later, Xu Yan left with several doctors, and only then did he learn about the operation from them.

This time there was no Willard Bliss to mess around. They used a new technical concept... The president was the first person to try this technology, and finally found the bullet in the muscles near the spine.

The originator of this new technology was the German-American surgeon Rudolf Mateus Schröder from San Francisco.

"From now on, no matter where you are in the United States or what happens, you can send me a telegram at any time!" Xu Yan patted the other person's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Perhaps you should have your own surgical hospital, or teach at a medical school? Your achievements could allow you to enjoy lifelong benefits!"

"Sounds good! I'll seriously consider it!" Rudolf Schroeder laughed when he heard it.

……

Hong Kong, near Aberdeen and Stanley.

This place has not been developed yet, there are barren mountains and woodlands everywhere, as well as a lot of farmland.

This was originally a village of Cantonese and Hakka people, but it was bought by the Chen, Rong and Yan families, who settled here.

Today, in my hometown of Taishan, only a few elderly people who are unwilling to leave their hometown and the ancestral hall remain there.

A group of horse-drawn carriages arrived here and just as they reached the entrance of the village, they heard the beating of gongs and drums inside.

"I'm coming!"

The entrance to the village was full of people, men, women, young and old, but mostly the old and young, with very few young and strong men. There were some half-grown children of fifteen or sixteen years old, each of them with a bookish air.

These children all study in schools in Hong Kong.

Everyone standing at the entrance of the village stretched their necks to look, wanting to see this famous fellow. Chen Zhengwei's predecessor had lived in Xinning County since he was a child. His family opened a small shop, but later the house was robbed and his father was beaten to death.

In a rage, he went to the landlord's house and stabbed several people to death.

Then he ran away with his younger brother and sister and went across the ocean to the United States.

Everyone knows this.

But no one expected that he would become so successful and powerful in the United States in just a few years.

Now when people in this village mention Chen Zhengwei, they all say that he had a strange light when he was born and had a remarkable appearance when he was a child.

"When you get off the carriage, be polite! Although these people don't have much knowledge and their words may not be very likable, they are your foundation! You come back this time to recognize your relatives, not to show off!" Lin Changning said as he helped Chen Zhengwei straighten his collar in the carriage.

"Nonsense, why should I bother with them?" Chen Zhengwei was very unhappy. He now doubted what kind of image he had in Lin Changning's mind.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the village, and groups of thugs jumped off the carriages in front and behind. They didn't have guns in their hands, but they all had a strong aura.

"Look at these bodyguards..." The people in the village clicked their tongues when they saw these bodyguards.

"Isn't that Shanzi? Now that one person has achieved success, everyone around him will benefit. He's really made it!"

"Along and Ah Hu are the ones who have really made great progress..."

The man called Shanzi is called Chen Zhengshan. He was not a prominent figure in the village before and was very honest.

Now he is standing straight, with a strong and vigorous aura, and he looks different at first glance.

Chen Zhengshan also waved towards the village.

Then the carriage door opened and Chen Zhengwei got out of the carriage in a red gentleman's suit.

"So tall... and so strong!" Several students studying in Hong Kong looked at him in admiration. Chen Zhengwei stood there like a bear standing up, exuding an explosive sense of power.

"No wonder he has such a great reputation in the United States. He looks like a brave general!"

"Bullshit, now everyone uses guns!"

After Chen Zhengwei got off the carriage, Lin Changning held Chen Zhengwei's arm and helped him down.

"Fenglu is back!" Everyone was familiar with Chen Fenglu, but then they looked at Chen Zhengwei and Lin Changning who were following behind him and felt they were too unfamiliar with him.

"Zhengwei?" The old men at the front hesitated and spoke tentatively.

After all, the clan still has to maintain family relationships, and needs to balance social relationships and kinship relationships, otherwise calling someone Mr. Chen would sound unfamiliar.

However, they had also heard something about Chen Zhengwei's temper.

And he didn't have a given name yet.

The villagers were racking their brains over what to call him.

"You can call me whatever you want! I don't care much about etiquette!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

"I happened to be in Hong Kong this time, so I came to see how you are doing here!"

"It's good here, everything is good! Thanks to you, every family in the tribe is not short of money now, and they send money back every month..." The elders spoke quickly.

"Money is a small problem. If you have any trouble here, just ask for salary! He can solve most problems!"

Chen Zhengwei greeted everyone with a smile.

A student not far away quietly gestured at the top of his head, then gestured at Chen Zhengwei's height. He was a little frustrated to find that he was not even as tall as Chen Zhengwei's shoulders...

"Are these people in school now?" Chen Zhengwei looked at a few students not far away.

"Yes, they all study at St. Paul's College..."

St. Paul's College is a church school whose students are mainly children from wealthy Chinese families.

Although these villages are inconspicuous in Hong Kong, the people under Chen Zhengwei send money home every month, so these villages are actually quite wealthy.

"Studying is good! In this day and age, if you don't study, you won't have a chance to get ahead! I study every day in the United States!"

"After you learn well, you can go to America to help me!"

Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

The group walked towards the village while chatting.

The villagers were looking at Chen Zhengwei and Lin Changning cautiously.

Many people felt that Lin Changning was too beautiful to appear in such a place.

Especially the heroic spirit and indifference on his body, which made people subconsciously dare not get too close.

When the group arrived at the village, they found it was well built. The ground was paved with bricks and stones and was very flat. The houses were all two-story brick and stone structures.

Even a ancestral hall was built behind the village.

Chen Zhengwei also visited the ancestral hall.

However, in the Chen family tree, Chen Zhengwei has a separate page.

"In 1878, he killed his enemies and immigrated to the United States!"

"In 1879, the labor service company and the Chinese General Chamber of Commerce were established..."

"In 1879, he led the security company to fight against the US government, won several consecutive victories in Chicago, and signed an agreement in Washington..."

Chen Zhengwei looked at this thing and thought it was quite interesting.

"Zhengwei, we want to arrange a student to follow you and record all the big and small things. We will write a book about you and pass it on to future generations..." said the elder of the clan.

"Assign a few more and let them learn more. Once they have learned well, they can help me with things!" Chen Zhengwei said without raising his head.

The idea of this clan is to arrange people to record all the big and small things so as to write a biography for Chen Zhengwei.

However, Chen Zhengwei subconsciously thought of arranging a few people to follow and learn around him, and if they performed well, they would be sent out to do things.

The clan has no objection to this, but there are not many students in the clan now, only eight in total, and the oldest has only studied in middle school for two years.

The remaining young ones are still in the private school in the village.

The village discussed with Chen Zhengwei and decided to send one first.

Others, after finishing their studies, either stayed in Hong Kong to settle down or went to the United States to join Chen Zhengwei.

Chen Zhengwei stayed in the village until night, refused the villagers' offer to let him stay overnight, and returned to the hotel.

After all, I have to come here when I return to Hong Kong.

He himself had no interest in such matters.

When I went back, there was a half-grown boy with me. His name was Chen Qitao. He was not tall, had a delicate appearance, and had a big head. He didn't look very smart.

He completed the six years of primary school and five years of secondary school at St. Paul's College in just two years and also received a scholarship from St. Paul's College.

Back at the hotel, Chen Qitao followed Chen Zhengwei curiously, looking at the thugs around him.

"Brother, Brother Yan sent a telegram! The bullet in the president's body has been found!"

"That's good news! I told you, doctors in San Francisco are the best at treating gunshot wounds!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

Then I heard a curious voice behind me: "Uncle, why? Is it San Francisco that has the most gun-related injuries? Oh... I get it."

Then there was no movement.

Li Xiwen poked his head to look behind Chen Zhengwei and saw a boy who was only about 1.55 meters tall, thin and small, with a big head and big eyes.

"Brother, this is..."

"It's arranged by the clan, I leave it to you!" said Chen Zhengwei.

(End of this chapter)