The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 754 The Price of a Traitor

"Boss, Nathaniel and the others are finished..." Green said as he sat opposite Chen Zhengwei.

"He's finished, are you happy?" Chen Zhengwei glanced at Green, who could hardly conceal the joy on his face.

In fact, Green is an out-and-out racist. He has always disliked black people and he thinks that all black people should be thrown back to Africa.

As for the Chinese...he is very afraid of Chen Zhengwei.

"He is useless! Even if he was given the opportunity, he couldn't grasp it!" Chen Zhengwei smoked a cigar with contempt in his eyes.

"But this matter is not over yet...have those people been arranged?" Chen Zhengwei asked.

"Boss, it's been arranged!" Green said softly.

"Find another reporter and ask him to write an article about the contributions made by black people to the United States. It should be a bit exaggerated, and some of the contributions of white people should be attributed to black people... It should show that the development of the United States to this day is entirely due to black people."

“And then it’s published in the newspaper.”

Chen Zhengwei gave orders while thinking.

Such an article published in a newspaper would only arouse the anger of white people.

But some black people will agree with this report and become even more dissatisfied with their own treatment.

This report continues to create conflicts and contradictions between blacks and whites.

Chen Zhengwei is going to do this kind of thing for a long time.

Twenty years, thirty years, fifty years.

There has to be something for white people in America to do.

If they don't target black people, they will target Chinese people.

"By the way, I asked Mark Twain to write a book before. How was the response?" Chen Zhengwei thought of another thing.

"'The Chinese and the Gold Miners' sold quite well and received high reviews in the newspapers. I've read it and it's really interesting, but I always feel that he has a little misunderstanding of the Chinese!" Green laughed.

When Chen Zhengwei went to sea, Mark Twain's new book was also published. It was about the development of the West 30 years ago. It was a story about a Chinese and a white gold mine owner who exchanged bodies after waking up from a sleep, and both sides gradually adapted to their new identities.

"Somewhat familiar..." Chen Zhengwei thought for a long time before he remembered that this was the book Lin Changning had been reading recently.

I guess there is nothing wrong with the content of this book, otherwise Lin Changning would have told me.

“Where is the misunderstanding?”

"He thinks Chinese people are always timid, not good at talking, and are hardworking and never complain." Green shrugged. He thinks this is the biggest misunderstanding of Chinese people.

"He is right. I think you have misunderstood!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

……

The news of the destruction of Nathaniel and the Black Panthers he led spread to major cities across the United States.

Countless black people cried in the streets.

Nathaniel had a high reputation among the black community, and the Black Panther Army was also very powerful, but they still ended up in failure, which made many black people desperate.

However, black organizations in Mississippi and some eastern states have become more active.

The peace advocates represented by John Lynch were regarded as traitors by many black people.

"Now many people think we are traitors...but only through negotiation can we get everything we want! They simply don't understand that the Black Panther Army can no longer hold on!" John Lynch sighed during a meeting within the peace faction.

"They will understand later. Only by becoming members of parliament can we help our compatriots fight for better treatment. This is the rule! War can only bring destruction and hatred, which will do us no good!" said Isham Stewart, another peace advocate.

They subconsciously ignored Chen Zhengwei and the Chinese.

Chen Zhengwei was an anomaly. It took him only three months to reach Washington, which made many people underestimate the strength of the US Army.

Nathaniel spent a year proving that he couldn't do it.

Even the U.S. Army was not mobilized much, and the National Guard alone trapped the Black Panthers in northern Louisiana, southwestern Mississippi, and southern Arkansas.

"Before the Black Panther Army is disbanded, I will give a speech to explain my ideas and propositions!" John Lynch continued.

In fact, this was decided long ago.

Before the Black Panther Army was disbanded, he had to make a public speech to appease the soldiers and prevent them from gathering together to cause trouble.

Afterwards, those soldiers will be sent back to their hometowns.

The whole process will last from half a month to a month.

Two days later, a platform was built in front of the city hall in Natchez.

John Lynch stood on the stage, looking at the black people below who were looking at him... many of them had tears in their eyes.

John Lynch opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

After sorting out his thoughts, he spoke again: "My fellow countrymen..."

A black soldier in the front row suddenly pulled out a revolver from his clothes.

Bang bang bang!
The gunman fired six shots, hitting John Lynch once in the chest, abdomen and arm, and then he was thrown to the ground.

"This is the price of being a traitor!" the gunman raised his hands and shouted loudly, then dived into the crowd.

The National Guard who were maintaining law and order outside wanted to arrest them, but the Black Panthers, who had been waiting obediently to be disbanded, suddenly became agitated and the two sides almost clashed.

The gunman took this opportunity to sneak into the crowd.

The assassination of John Lynch cast a shadow of gloom over the hearts of these peace-loving black elites.

……

"Those Indians agreed? That's a good thing." The scholar took the telegram, took a look at it and smiled.

He always felt that these Indians were useful and would be put to good use in the future. Now this result couldn't be better.

However, although the telegram appeared simple, in reality, the negotiations between Lim Boon Keng and the Indians were still somewhat difficult.

After all, the Indians' habit of living is fishing and hunting. It is almost impossible to ask them to give up their land and be raised as pigs.

At that time, the Indians expressed opposition and anger.

But there is the deterrent of guns and the intervention of those Indians in San Francisco.

Although they are not from the same tribe, they are all Indians, so it is easier to explain the situation to them.

Chen Zhengwei is more difficult to deal with than white people. Even white people were beaten by him and taken to Washington.

Moreover, the Chinese and Indians look very similar and cannot be distinguished at a glance like white people, which convinced the Indians.

They finally came down, and the Chinese built some more houses near Fir Town, provided food to the Indians regularly, and arranged for teachers to teach them Chinese.

Help them integrate into the Chinese community.

This is also the best outcome for them.

"Send the telegram to Brother Wei! Tell him." After reading it twice, the scholar handed the telegram out.

Although Chen Zhengwei moved to Los Angeles, he couldn't move.

Los Angeles is not a natural deep-water port. It will take several years to expand the port and deepen the waterway. All goods bound for South America must go through San Francisco.

Moreover, there are more than 100,000 Chinese in San Francisco, and those Malaysian Chinese workers must be sent here first before being transported to other places.

Someone has to be in charge here.

An hour later, Chen Zhengwei received the telegram, took a look at it and threw it into the trash can.

He doesn't care about such things at all.

Recently, apart from basking in the sun in the manor, he has been paying attention to the situation in Panama.

Su Ya "funded" a group of rebels in Panama, and these people were preparing to take action at the New Year's party, at which they would take down the Minister of Panama and senior Panamanian government officials, directly carry out a coup, re-establish the government, and declare independence from Colombia.

Chen Zhengwei was lying under a parasol, "basking in the sun", holding the book "The Chinese and the Gold Miners" in his hand, reading until he was drowsy.

Li Xiwen walked to Chen Zhengwei, and the sound of footsteps made Chen Zhengwei open his eyes.

"Senior Brother, Brother A Long has delivered your car!" said Li Xiwen.

When Chen Zhengwei heard this, he jumped off the recliner in his shorts and said excitedly, "Let's go and take a look."

This thing is much more important to him than the survival of the Indian tribe or the Panamanian coup and independence.

"Brother, are you going to wear this? It doesn't matter if you wear it in the manor, but I'm afraid you want to drive out for a spin! It would be bad if someone saw you!" Li Xiwen advised.

He still understood Chen Zhengwei's character.

Lin Changning was playing with Jindan. When he saw Chen Zhengwei coming up wearing trousers and a shirt, he asked, "Are you going out? Are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

"My car is here! Let's go for a ride!" Chen Zhengwei said excitedly.

"A four-wheeled car that doesn't require a horse? I'll go and take a look too!" Lin Changning became interested when she heard it. She had heard of four-wheeled cars a long time ago, but had never seen one.

He just threw the golden egg aside and ran to change his clothes.

Jindan looked at the empty surroundings and burst into tears.

Wanyun heard the sound and ran over. After asking, she found out what happened. She then ran to call the nanny to take care of the golden egg and went to change her clothes.

A moment later, Chen Zhengwei, Lin Changning and Wanyun arrived at the gate of the manor and saw a burgundy convertible parked there.

The car body is very long, more than five meters, and reflects the metallic luster all over. The front face is a radiator grille, and the interior is ivory white pure leather seats.

Aaron and a few of his men were chatting nearby.

"Brother Wei!" As soon as Aaron saw Chen Zhengwei, he smiled happily.

"This car is so beautiful. I'll ask the lab to make one for me later."

"Sister-in-law is here too, as is Miss Wanyun! Brother Wei, you must still be in need of a driver!"

"Get lost!" Chen Zhengwei smiled and kicked him, then looked around the car, got in the driver's seat, and called out to Lin Changning and Wanyun, "Get in the car, I'll take you for a ride!"

Lin Changning and Wanyun fumbled around the car for a long time, and even after they sat on it, they were still asking, "How can this thing move without a horse pulling it?"

Aaron snatched the crank from the henchman, ran over and inserted it into a small hole on the front of the car, then cranked it quickly. After the car started, Aaron stood aside and said:

"Brother Wei, if you go out without me, who will drive the car if it stalls halfway?"

Chen Zhengwei ignored him completely and drove away with his foot on the accelerator.

Lin Changning and Wanyun were both surprised, and Wanyun was still shouting:

"Sister, move!"

He walked around the manor half a circle, turned around and rushed out of the gate.

The manor was located in the city center, and there were many pedestrians outside. When they saw a burgundy steel box coming out of the manor, they were all startled.

Then they stood on the side of the road and watched: "Look, what the hell is that?"

"Is this a carriage? How can it move without horses? And it's so fast, could it be a ghost pulling it?"

"Isn't that Mr. Chen above?"

"And Madam Chen!"

While the group was still whispering, Chen Zhengwei had already driven away.

(End of this chapter)