The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 770 From the East to the West, All Gangs Must Listen to Me

"You have established a firm foothold here. You can do business in San Francisco or Los Angeles, in the United States or Panama!" Chen Zhengwei said to the Chinese businessmen of the China General Chamber of Commerce.

"It's all thanks to Mr. Chen's support!" Lin Yuanshan and others said.

Chen Zhengwei looked at the Chinese businessmen in Malaysia:

"You came here from the Malay Peninsula, and you are unfamiliar with the place. Almost all your previous accumulations are useless, and all you brought with you are some floating wealth..."

Everyone nodded, showing an attitude of listening.

"Whether you are an old man originally from San Francisco or you newcomers, I treat you all the same here. We all come out to make a living, and when we get out there, we are all Chinese. What do others look at you for? Is it your identity?"

"It depends on the color of your skin!" Chen Zhengwei said in a firm voice.

"They have white skin, you have yellow skin! They don't care where you are from, they just know you are Chinese."

"It's the same here!"

"If we want to form a small circle, then the Ningyang Guild Hall will do it, Zhaoqing will do it... Guangdong will do it, Fujian will do it!"

"Boss Zheng! You are from Fujian, right?" Chen Zhengwei pointed at one of the Chinese businessmen in San Francisco. He wanted to call him by his name, but he couldn't remember.

But it's not important.

"Yes, Mr. Chen!" A middle-aged man bowed quickly.

He didn't dare say his surname was Lin, but he was indeed from Fuzhou, Fujian.

Seeing Chen Zhengwei scolding them, Liang Yiyue and his group said directly: "Don't worry, Mr. Chen, we are all Chinese Americans here, we don't do those things."

With just one word from Chen Zhengwei, those people put away their little thoughts.

Those Malaysian Chinese have seen Chen Zhengwei's power here.

In the United States, all Chinese people are clinging to Chen Zhengwei.

With just one word from Chen Zhengwei, no matter how big his business is, he will have to take his things and leave.

How much you can take away depends on Chen Zhengwei's wishes.

Then Chen Zhengwei looked at the Malaysian Chinese and said, "It's the same with you before. No matter what you did in the Straits Settlements or the Malay Peninsula, when you come here, put away your thoughts! You can only do it when I tell you to! If I don't agree, take back any ideas you have!"

"Before, a few Singaporeans caused some trouble in Los Angeles... I really didn't expect you to be so bold!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

"Mr. Chen, this has nothing to do with us!" several Malaysian Chinese businessmen said hurriedly.

As soon as Chen Zhengwei's attitude turned unfriendly, the violent and bloodthirsty aura emanated from him, making everyone tremble with fear.

"If it had anything to do with you, you wouldn't be standing here. I'm just reminding you!"

Chen Zhengwei knocked both sides once before stopping talking.

"Here, as long as you don't cause any trouble and do business honestly, I support you! And I treat everyone equally!"

"There are many opportunities here. There are prospects in all walks of life, and there are even more investment opportunities. Every day, investors come here from other parts of the United States with checks to look for opportunities. There are new factories and new companies every day!"

"But they certainly don't have as many opportunities as you do!"

"Mr. Chen still takes care of us, his own people... We all remember it in our hearts." Some Chinese businessmen found an opportunity and said immediately.

"In a few days, Yung Wing will hold a business meeting in Los Angeles and provide you with some information. This includes the business situation in the United States, the business situation in Panama, the current sales and export situation of goods in the United States... and some market analysis."

"I am breaking these businesses down and feeding them to you. If you still can't do it, then that's your own problem."

After Chen Zhengwei said this, everyone felt relieved.

They simply couldn't get this information. Apart from other things, only the Chinese General Chamber of Commerce and Chen Zhengwei could get the export information of various commodities.

Just like Chen Zhengwei said, they almost broke these things into pieces and fed them to them.

"If you have any questions during the process, you can go to Yung Wing. As long as it is reasonable, he will do his best to solve it for you!"

"After all, only if you develop and do good business, Los Angeles will become better!"

Yung Wing also said: "When the time comes, please talk to me and share your ideas. The Los Angeles government will try its best to cooperate with you!"

"Thank you Mr. Chen, thank you Mayor Rong!" The Malaysian Chinese businessmen expressed their gratitude.

"But there is one thing. Those of you who are dealing in opium must all switch to other professions. If anyone dares to touch me again, I will hang him on the dock in Los Angeles for everyone to see!"

Everyone's heart suddenly became awed.

"Tonight is a banquet, don't be so serious! You should all get to know each other, maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future!"

“Let the music begin!”

After Chen Zhengwei finished his instructions, he looked at Ye Yalai, Chen Yayan and others and said, "Come with me!"

"Come with me! The boss comes first, and the others wait."

A total of nearly twenty people followed Chen Zhengwei to a room on the side.

After Chen Zhengwei sat down, he crossed his legs, lit a cigar for himself, and glanced at the crowd: "There are so many of you!"

“1……2……3……19个人？这就是19个堂口和帮派了？”陈正威一个个数过去。

"Yes, Mr. Chen!"

"A group of loose sand!" Chen Zhengwei commented directly.

There are only 19 clans in the small Straits Settlements and the Chinese in the Malay Peninsula... Isn't this a loose sand?
These are the people who are qualified to come here. What about those who are not qualified to come here? There are about 20 to 30 people in total.

But on second thought, how many gangs were there in Chinatown back then?

"San Francisco and Los Angeles can't accommodate your gangs. I'll give you three options!" Chen Zhengwei continued.

When everyone heard Chen Zhengwei's words, their hearts sank.

"Mr. Chen, please speak!"

"First, disband your people and become a rich man here. You have been around for so many years, you must have some savings... just like those people outside, invest in some business."

After Chen Zhengwei finished speaking, he paused and let them think for themselves.

In fact, there may be people who don't want to mix with the society anymore.

How many people who hang out in the gangs have a good ending? Taking this opportunity to escape may not be a bad opportunity.

With Chen Zhengwei's word, safety is guaranteed.

"Second, you can go anywhere except California, Oregon, Texas, Illinois and New York! Find a place to conquer your own territory and fight those white people! But it has nothing to do with me."

"Third, you work for me! I'll arrange a place for you and help you gain a foothold. But you can't use my name outside, and you have to pay a sum of money every month! Of course, there are many benefits. Like I said, I'll arrange a place for you, and I can also give you some business!"

"I have never been harsh on my own people. You are all Chinese... Although San Francisco and Los Angeles cannot accommodate your gangs, this is considered a proper resettlement for you!"

"Almost all the Chinese in the Malay Peninsula have joined the Tong and sought asylum! This status is just to pay protection fees or something. Don't even think about these things in the future. The only people you can take away are your core members."

Chen Zhengwei said slowly.

"Mr. Chen, we at Yixing have chosen the third method. We are willing to work for you!"

"We at Haishan also choose the third option!"

Chen Yayan and Ye Yalai arrived first.

This hardly requires any thought.

As long as Chen Zhengwei reveals that these Chinese have nothing to do with him... they will be wiped out.

Most people chose the third option, but a few people hesitated: "Mr. Chen, if we choose the first option, what will happen to our people?"

"If they want to continue to mess around, they can choose a leader for themselves, just like these people!"

"If they want to work, the labor service company can arrange jobs for them."

"There is another way. My security company can also accept them. But once they arrive at the security company, they must abide by the company's rules!"

"That's basically it. You can discuss it when you go back. If any of your subordinates don't want to be in the gang anymore, deal with it the same way. Don't let me hear anything... I'll have someone call you in a few days!" After Chen Zhengwei finished speaking, seeing that no one had any objections, he stood up and went out with a cigar in his mouth.

There was already a woman waiting for him outside. She was a foreign woman with brown hair and eyes, named Margaret.

Chen Zhengwei signed this when he was in San Francisco a few days ago. He has a good appearance, but everything else about him is average, but his dancing is the best among the group.

That’s right, Chen Zhengwei kept her as his dance partner.

Seeing Chen Zhengwei coming out, Margaret walked up to him, held his hand, and pulled him into the dance floor.

Everyone else came here for their future prospects, only Chen Zhengwei came here to dance.

……

After Chen Yayan and others returned, they told them about Chen Zhengwei's arrangements.

These Chinese gangs have different ideas.

Having just arrived in the United States, they have to go somewhere else to make a living, which makes them somewhat uneasy.

After learning of Chen Zhengwei's words, some members of the gang began to consider quitting and wanted to stay in Los Angeles.

After all, there are Chinese people everywhere, with many opportunities and a stable life. How many people are willing to live on the edge of life? And in the United States, a place where they are unfamiliar with everything.

These gangs just let this situation go.

However, several small gangs disbanded directly because of this incident and chose to stay in the local area and join some local associations.

Two days later, Chen Zhengwei had the gang members summoned to the small living room of a mansion in the city center.

There are much fewer people this time. Of the previous 19 halls, there are only 7 left now... and several of them have been merged.

Chen Zhengwei walked into the small living room with a cigar in his mouth, and everyone stood up.

Chen Zhengwei glanced at these people before asking, "You all want to take the third path?"

"Yes, Mr. Chen! Not to mention anything else, just the grace of saving our lives, we will never forget it. If Mr. Chen has any request to us in the future, we will do our best!" Chen Yayan and others said.

Chen Zhengwei nodded and sat down, saying slowly:
"Of course I will do my best. In America, even the gangs have to listen to me!"

"It's not just you... From New York and Boston in the east to San Francisco in the west, the entire United States, whether they are Italians, Germans, British, Irish... other gangs have to listen to me... You have to pay, and they have to pay too!"

Chen Zhengwei was smoking a cigar while talking, but everyone was shocked.

Even though they have already overestimated Chen Zhengwei's influence.

If what Chen Zhengwei said is true... then Chen Zhengwei's influence is simply terrifyingly great.

(End of this chapter)