The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 706: Having a gun is the only way

Chen Zhengwei threw Chen Qitao to Li Xiwen and went upstairs.

"What's your name?" Li Xiwen looked at Chen Qitao who was looking around and found him quite interesting.

It is very strange to have such a person appear next to Chen Zhengwei. Chen Zhengwei is not a nanny and usually does not take care of a half-grown child around him.

"Chen Qitao! Nicknamed Bieshan!" Chen Qitao said sternly.

"Who gave you the number?"

"Myself!" Chen Qitao tilted his head back.

"Very interesting. I'll call you Big Head from now on!" Li Xiwen smiled gently. He thought Chen Qitao would argue, because children don't like being treated as children by others.

Unexpectedly, Chen Qitao just said casually: "It's up to you!"

"You don't look like you've ever been to school. At most you can read."

"According to seniority, I have to call you uncle. You are also an elder! If you treat me badly, it will be against the rules for you as an elder. If it gets out, people will laugh at you!"

Li Xiwen: …

He was almost unable to hold back after being prodded by these half-grown kid's words!
The thugs nearby all laughed and found the young man funny.

"What are you doing here?"

"Write a biography for your uncle! Leave it for future generations to read!" Chen Qitao raised his head, took out a booklet from his pocket and shook it in front of Li Xiwen.

"If you put him in the imperial court, he'd be called a historian! I don't know if my uncle plans to found his own country, but his deeds must be recorded so that the descendants of the Chen family can see his thoughts and learn wisdom from him!"

"The ancients said, learn from history!"

"The change of dynasties and the development of the world are all based on the shoulders of powerful people and their wisdom!"

Li Xiwen immediately felt a little respect for this half-grown child.

Although he looks small with a big head, which is a bit funny, he gives people a sense of authority when he speaks!

"Uncle, are you going back to rest? If there is anything, be sure to call me! I won't remember private matters, but I will remember everything else!"

"I'll take you to find a room first!"

"You and I are in the same room! I see you are the closest to me, so I should just follow you!" Chen Qitao said with a turn of his eyes. Only at this time could one feel a hint of wisdom and cunning on his face.

From the few sentences just now, he realized that Li Xiwen and Chen Zhengwei had a special relationship.

He followed him so that he could be there to listen to whatever Chen Zhengwei said.

Besides, Li Xiwen seems to be a very gentle person, and I can get information from him.

At least I have to write something first, to start the business.

Seeing that he wanted to share a room with him, Li Xiwen just smiled and agreed.

But he regretted it that evening.

This big-headed guy kept asking questions all night long.

Li Xiwen started talking about how he was fired from the restaurant. After a few words, the big-headed guy asked, "Did you go back to the restaurant later?"

Li Xiwen just smiled.

He already knew what Chen Zhengwei had done.

Big Head also asked a lot of questions about the battles in Chicago. It was obvious that he was very interested in these wars.

However, Li Xiwen doesn't know much about these.

"Then you have to wait until you get back to San Francisco to ask Brother Aaron!"

"But you don't study at your age? You seem quite smart. Study hard so you can do great things in the future!"

"I've learned everything I learned in school, and those teachers can't teach me more! It's better for you to stay with me. I'll be a good teacher!" Big Head said as he wrote down some of the things he had just asked in a notebook.

"Senior Brother never likes to teach people!"

"Do you need others to break down the truth and feed it to you? That's the method only fools would use! Besides, what they say may not be true. It depends on how you do it!"

"You are small, but you are quite arrogant!" Li Xiwen burst into laughter.

Big Head didn't refute. He just glanced at Li Xiwen as if he was looking at a fool.

Then he lowered his head and continued writing his own stuff.

Li Xiwen endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore and gently kicked Datouzi's knee: "What did you mean by that look you gave me just now?"

"Don't you know it?" Big Head said without even raising his head.

The next day, when Chen Zhengwei came out of the room, he saw bloodshot eyes in Li Xiwen.

"Your eyes are so red. Did you go to a brothel last night? How was it? Did you look pretty?"

"Senior Brother, you know I won't go!" Li Xiwen said helplessly.

"The mosquitoes kept me awake for half the night last night!"

He was too embarrassed to say that he was looked down upon by a half-grown child for his intelligence yesterday. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He tossed and turned for half the night and couldn't sleep well.

On the contrary, Big Head Boy slept very well.

"Uncle!" Big Head Boy poked his head out from beside Li Xiwen with great energy.

"Read more, talk less! Show it to me when you've finished writing!" Chen Zhengwei said, looking at Datouzi.

"Uncle, are you afraid that the things I wrote down will affect your image? But no matter your success on the battlefield or your decadent private life, they are all part of your life and will be talked about by future generations! People like to see this, and it is also something worth boasting about!" Big Head Boy said obediently.

Anyway, when he read biographies of ancient people, he liked to read those gossips.

Chen Zhengwei laughed and patted him on the head twice. The little guy was quite talkative.

"Even though you said that, you still have to check it for me after you finish writing it!"

"Let's go downstairs and have morning tea."

As soon as Chen Zhengwei left, Datouzi looked at Chen Zhengwei as if he were a fool.

Then he lowered his head again and a smile appeared on his lips.

Why don't I just write two books, one for what you want people to see, and one for what is unknown.

I am so young and will definitely live longer than you. I will bind it into a book after you die.

If you treat me badly, I will tell you how I will judge you!
……

On the east coast of the Malay Peninsula, Kuala Terengganu, the capital of the Terengganu Sultanate, is located opposite Penang in the west on the Malay Peninsula.

At this time, several states on the west coast of the Malay Peninsula were under British control and were colonized by Britain.

The several states on the east coast were vassal states of Siam and were little influenced by Britain. Their economy was mainly based on agriculture and fisheries. There were also very few Chinese people, who were usually handicraftsmen.

Therefore, in such places, the relationship between the Chinese and the indigenous people is relatively harmonious, unlike in several British colonial states where there are constant conflicts between the two sides.

Ah Mo returned home dragging his somewhat tired body.

This is an indigenous man in his thirties, with solid muscles all over his body and a rather imposing look.

And the appearance also has a certain dignity.

Very well respected around the docks.

But his life was not much better than others, and was even more difficult.

Because he has more than one person to take care of.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw other people sitting in the room. His wife was standing aside, holding the child, looking a little stiff.

"Chinese?" Ah Mo glanced at the two people sitting in the room. They were wearing fine silk clothes and it was obvious that they were wealthy. This made him look wary.

Such Chinese people should not appear in Kuala Terengganu.

More like those Chinese on the West Coast.

“I didn’t expect that Datuk Maharajalila’s constable (Inspector-General of Police, also in charge of guards) would be working as a dock worker here… It’s really unexpected.” One of the young men laughed. He was Lin Wenzhou.

"You've got the wrong person."

"Really? I heard that you took care of several families. You're quite kind! I just wonder if those families have descendants of that Datuk!" Lin Wenzhou smiled. Hearing this, Ahmad's eyes suddenly became solemn, and the blood vessels in his forehead began to beat.

Lin Wenzhou said meaningfully: "Are you willing to flee all the way here in a hurry, never see the light of day, and live like this for the rest of your life, like rats in a ditch?"

"I don't even know what to eat tomorrow!"

"Besides, even if you are like mice, how long can such a life last? With just a little accident, such as injury or illness, even such a life will fall apart."

Ah Mo lowered his head and said nothing, clenching his fists.

The woman next to him grabbed his arm.

Ah Mo glanced at her and unclenched his fist again.

"I have an opportunity here. Ten thousand eagle dollars for a life!"

"Anyone who goes there will surely die!"

"It doesn't have to be you, it could be someone else... As long as this person is tight-lipped and can withstand torture, that's fine!"

"This is your only chance!"

"Ten thousand Eagle Dollars is enough for you to do a lot of things. Even if you don't want to go back, it's enough for you to have food and clothing here without worries! If you have other ideas, I can also sell you a gun!"

"I'm at the hotel over at the port. Come find me when you've made up your mind. I don't give you much time to think about it..." Lin Wenzhou took out a purse, grabbed a handful of British dollars from it, and dropped them into the purse one by one, making crisp clattering sounds.

Then he put the eagle dollar in his hand on the table.

"It's my treat!"

"I don't need your charity!" Ah Mo stepped forward, grabbed his hand, pried it open, and then put the Eagle Dollar back into his hand.

Lin Wenzhou was not angry. He smiled at him and led his people away.

The impact when a person hears a number is completely different from the impact when he sees money.

He knows how to arouse desire in others.

After leaving, another young man asked: "Master, will he agree?"

"Do these people have any other choice? It's just one life! How many lives can you buy with 10,000 Eagle Dollars?"

Lin Wenzhou felt that there was no need to look for the chief's men in this matter... too many people were willing to die for ten thousand British eagle dollars.

But this matter cannot afford any mistakes, so we specifically found them.

"One hundred!" The young man following Lin Wenzhou shrugged.

On the West Coast, a Chinese person's monthly salary was only a few dollars (Straits Settlements dollars, close to 1:1 with the US dollar), while miners and the like could earn more, about 10 dollars a month.

100 British pound is enough to buy a life.

Even killing someone doesn't cost that much, people are willing to do it for just a few dozen dollars.

After the two men left, Ah Mo sat on a broken wooden stool for a while and then went out.

Just as Lin Wenzhou thought, ten thousand British eagle dollars could buy a lot of lives.

Ahmo was not only the chief's sheriff and the person who controlled the chief's guards, he was also the chief's younger brother.

After the incident was exposed, he fled with some of his men. Some died and some scattered. Even though he has fallen to this point, there are still a few people who are loyal to him.

The next morning, he went to the hotel to find Lin Wenzhou with a man who was willing to die.

……

At this time, Chen Zhengwei was in the lobby of the hotel, and in front of him were a dozen Chinese people.

They are all members of certain industry associations in Hong Kong.

For example, there is the Lianjutang, which is made up of pork sellers and fishmongers, the Xifutang for the garment industry, and the Lianshengtang for the stonemason industry.

"We are all Chinese, and it's not easy to make a living abroad! If you have any difficulties in the future, you can find my people! I will definitely help you if I can!"

Chen Zhengwei spoke with a smile.

"Let us thank Mr. Chen first! With Mr. Chen's support, we feel confident!" said an old man with a bow.

"Although I support you, you still have to rely on yourself! A blacksmith must be strong himself!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile: "Do you know how to be strong yourself?"

"Mr. Chen, please speak!" everyone said.

Chen Zhengwei stretched out his hand to the side, and the henchman immediately handed the gun to him.

Chen Zhengwei took the gun, fiddled with it in his hand, and pulled the trigger towards the ceiling above!
Bang bang bang!
As the gunshots rang out, everyone in the hotel was startled, and the people in front of Chen Zhengwei's eyelids were twitching.

"No matter how tough a person is, he is not as tough as a bullet! With a gun in your hand, you will naturally become tough! You are all people who can influence an industry, at least a few hundred people, and at most a few thousand people! With so many people sticking together and holding guns in their hands, who dares to control you?" Chen Zhengwei threw the gun on the coffee table.

"Even the British have to think about whether it's worth it!"

"Look, I'm shooting here, who cares about me? The Governor has to pretend he doesn't see it!"

"why?"

"We have more people and more guns!"

Chen Zhengwei always tries tirelessly to sell guns to all Chinese people.

Not to make money.

How much money can you make from selling hundreds or thousands of guns?

Purely because he is kind-hearted.

If everyone in this world had a gun, there would be no chaos!

"We have guns at home, so if you get into any trouble, you won't be at the mercy of others!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"Mr. Chen, how much is this gun?" The people in Lianjutang were immediately interested.

These people are pork sellers and fish sellers. They are often aggressive and aggressive, and are most interested in this thing.

"For this kind of thing, go find Chen Fenglu!" Chen Zhengwei smiled and waved his hand.

"I'm sorry for being rude! Mr. Chen wouldn't care about such a small matter!" The pork seller at Lianjutang had a big beard and forced a smile on his face, trying hard to sound elegant.

The British have strict gun control in their colonies, but Chen Zhengwei doesn't care at all.

A moment later, Lin Changning and Wanyun came back with their men.

The henchman was holding a bunch of bags in his hands.

"What did you buy again? Is there anything worth buying here?" Chen Zhengwei turned his head and asked.

"The gems sold here are of good quality and the prices are reasonable!" Lin Changning took a box from the henchman and handed it to Chen Zhengwei: "I also bought you a ring!"

"There's more of this stuff in America! And the price is more suitable!" Chen Zhengwei curled his lips.

Buying things in the United States is cheap!

The discount is still high, at least starting from a broken bone.

"The relationship between Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen is really enviable!" Everyone stood up quickly.

"Let me introduce them to you. These are the leading figures in various industries in Hong Kong!" Chen Zhengwei introduced them casually, opening the box in his hand, revealing a gold ring inlaid with rubies.

"Mrs. Chen!"

Lin Changning nodded to them with a smile, and said, "You guys take a seat first, I'll have someone send the things upstairs!"

"Okay, let's stop here!" Chen Zhengwei waved his hand. He took some time today to meet these people.

After all, since they are here, we have to give them a chance to get to know ourselves.

Everyone said goodbye quickly.

After everyone left, Li Xiwen said to Chen Zhengwei.

"Brother, the senior superintendent is here to see you! He came from the back door!"

"Bring it up!"

"Here are two more telegrams!"

(End of this chapter)