The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 200 If apologies are useful, what do we need the police for?
The next morning, Frank Nash took his son to Chinatown to apologize to Chen Zhengwei.

Fortunately, the two had had a conversation before and had dealt with each other several times before, although it was not Chen Zhengwei who showed up at that time.

Since the reporter died on the street, someone found him and asked him to stop his smear campaign against Chinese people.

For the sake of money and bullets, he agreed "readily".

After all, the two parties have business dealings, so it is not presumptuous to apologize in person.

"So why are people like this able to get away with it..." Morris Nash muttered softly.

Frank had said something to him last night that shocked him, so he had no objection to coming to apologize, but he didn't understand why someone like Chen Zhengwei could get away with it.

"What do you think the law is? Who enforces it?" Frank was a little disappointed.

The two went to Chinatown but did not see Chen Zhengwei.

Most people know that Chen Zhengwei only gets up at noon and shows up in the afternoon.

It was not until after lunch that someone said to Chen Zhengwei, "Brother Wei, there's a foreigner looking for you. His name is Frank Nash, and he's the owner of the San Francisco Examiner."

"Where is he? Is he the only one here?" Chen Zhengwei was a little amused. He was very interested in Frank yesterday, but he didn't expect that Morris was his son.

What a coincidence.

"There are other people in the carriage, two in total. Let's ask him to come back in the afternoon." said the man.

Chen Zhengwei returned to the casino and ordered the casino's henchmen: "If that Frank comes again, bring him to me!"

Back in the office, Chen Zhengwei threw his coat to Wanyun and lay down on the sofa.

Unlike the cold outside, the room was covered with thick carpets, and the wood in the fireplace crackled in the flames, which made the room warm and cozy, and then sleepy.

Mainly because I was a bit tired last night.

At half past one, Frank brought Morris to the casino in Chinatown again, and was then taken to Chen Zhengwei's office.

"Mr. Chen, I'm very sorry about what happened yesterday! So I brought him here today to apologize!" Frank said, putting his hat on his chest.

Then Morris whispered, "I'm sorry!"

"If saying sorry is effective, what do we need the police for? And I really don't like it when someone says sorry to me, because it means he has done something wrong to me." Chen Zhengwei said while crossing his legs.

"Mr. Chen, please forgive this ignorant young man!" Frank's attitude was very humble.

Otherwise, he suspected that his stupid son would be killed tonight.

This Chinese person is definitely capable of doing such a thing.

Because the freight company at the dock withheld the Chinese people’s wages, all the people in that company were hanged.

The boss named Eric was hanged outside the window.

This Chinese man used extremely cruel means to warn others not to offend him.

"Frank, he attacked my skin color. This is serious, do you understand? This is not a trivial matter that can be easily brushed aside." Chen Zhengwei pondered for a moment and said:

"But it's not like I can't let this go. I'll give you two choices."

"First, he should leave San Francisco immediately so that I don't have to think about it later. If I do, I'll get angrier and angrier, and the consequences will be serious."

Chen Zhengwei’s first request made Frank look unhappy.

Chen Zhengwei is too aggressive.

"Second, sell your newspaper to me! Of course, you only need a portion of the shares, and the newspaper will still be managed by you. You just need to publish some news that I want when I need it."

"By then we will be partners, and I can pretend that this incident never happened."

"Frank, you can sit down and think about it. This is very important to you!" Chen Zhengwei very considerately invited Frank to sit down.

Frank looked serious and sat on the sofa to think carefully.

He knew that the second condition was Chen Zhengwei's purpose.

For a newspaper, it is not important how much money it makes. What is important is that the newspaper represents influence and voice, which can be exchanged with others.

It is precisely with the help of the influence of the newspaper that he is able to have a place in the Republican Party.

He didn't want to agree to Chen Zhengwei's request, but after thinking about it carefully, he thought that considering the other party's current influence in San Francisco, this might not be a bad thing.

As long as it does not affect his control over the newspaper, he can accept this condition.

If Chen Zhengwei goes bankrupt, it may not be impossible to get these shares back.

After thinking it over, Frank reached out to Chen Zhengwei:
"Mr. Chen, I am willing to accept the second condition."

"What a wise choice!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

If Frank chooses one, then the matter is not over yet. He has already set his eyes on the San Francisco scouting report, so how could he let it go easily?
One day, Chen Zhengwei might get so angry that he might kill Frank.

"Now we can talk about the shares!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

After a brief discussion, Chen Zhengwei bought 30% of the shares of the San Francisco Examiner for $, but Chen Zhengwei would not normally participate in management.

But the San Francisco Examiner will not publish negative news about Chen Zhengwei and Chinese people, and will publish one or two positive news about Chinese people every week.

"I'll let a lawyer do it for you later!" Chen Zhengwei planned to put these shares in Anna's name.

Because Chinese people cannot hold shares in newspapers, but Anna is no problem, and she is more reliable than the people in Greater Poland.

When Frank left, Chen Zhengwei stood up, shook hands with him, and then patted him on the arm.

"Frank, we are partners from now on. You will find out how wise your choice is. If you run into any trouble in San Francisco in the future, you can come to me!"

"And you, kid. I can pretend that this incident never happened, but you must learn to be more polite in the future!"

Chen Zhengwei said a few more words to Morris, and then asked someone to send the two away.

After Morris left, he felt uncomfortable because he knew how much effort his father had put into the newspaper.

As a result, 30% of the shares were snatched away by someone.

"This matter is over! Although the cost of this growth is a bit high, it may not be a bad thing!" Frank said to him.

Back on the sofa, Chen Zhengwei felt that this business was pretty good.

The benefits of Judge Brown introducing him to the Republican banquet have already been demonstrated. Otherwise, regardless of whether he would have such an opportunity, the same political inclination is also the reason why Frank gave in so easily.

If something happens to his partner in the future, he can take over the entire newspaper.

After all, accidents happen every day. This is arranged by God, and God is the greatest!

The four main daily newspapers in San Francisco during this period were the San Francisco Bulletin, the San Francisco Chronicle, the San Francisco Examiner, and the Alta Californian. In addition, there were some small newspapers and various ethnic newspapers.

For example, the Italian newspaper and the Rheinische Zeitung.

In addition, there are some industry-specific newspapers such as aviation newspapers, trade newspapers and agricultural newspapers.

Chen Zhengwei can now influence two of the four most important daily newspapers, and the Alta Californian also took his money. As for the San Francisco Bulletin, Chen Zhengwei's lawyer has sued them.

……

"Brother Wei, this was painted by those two painters. What do you think of it?" Rong Jiacai stood at Chen Zhengwei's door for a long time before knocking and coming in.

"Let me see!" Chen Zhengwei immediately became interested. He took a stack of drawing papers from Rong Jiacai and began to look through them.

Just as I requested, it is not difficult to directly adapt the current popular novel into comics.

After all, the characters and stories are ready-made.

But the important thing was the sex scenes inside. Wanyun leaned over to take a look and then walked away with a red face.

"There are too few sex scenes... and why are they being so secretive?" Chen Zhengwei pondered for a moment. "It should be able to arouse people's desire at first sight, and the scenes should be more direct and more naked!"

In fact, the painting is pretty good, Chen Zhengwei is almost holding up the sky.

But he felt it was still not enough.

"Have you found a printing house?"

"I found one on the South Side of Market Street. It only has twenty-something employees. Although the equipment is not the latest, it is sufficient. The price is twelve thousand US dollars. But there is a problem. The city government's business licensing office does not allow this transaction." Rong Jiacai looked a little indignant.

There is discrimination against Chinese people in all aspects. For example, Chinese people can only live in Chinatown, they need to go through layers of review to do business outside, and they are only allowed to run businesses such as laundries.

In San Francisco, discrimination and restrictions against Chinese people exist in all aspects of society.

So those shirt factories and shoe factories are all located in Chinatown where the rent is expensive.

"Register it under someone else's name first! It will be ready in a few months after the election!" Chen Zhengwei said after thinking it over.

There is no rush for this matter. Once the city government has a new group of people, many problems can be solved.

……

Honolulu, at that time still the Kingdom of Hawaii, was already an important port.

Lin Mingsheng looked at Gong Yanyong who was limping towards him, his face darkened: "Why are you here?"

"Chen Zhengwei!" Gong Yanyong gritted his teeth.

"Did he hit your leg too?" Lin Mingsheng said with a gloomy face.

"Yes, he shot me three times and then threw me on the ship that came to Honolulu. I got infected not long after that, but I was lucky enough to survive. I almost lost you," said Gong Yanyong.

After he arrived in Honolulu, he asked someone to pass a message to the ship coming from Singapore, and finally he waited for Lin Mingsheng.

After hearing this, Lin Mingsheng's face became even darker and he felt a little annoyed.

Although Gong Yanyong was not raised by him, he has been with him for many years and he knows Gong Yanyong's character.

Be honest and do your duty.

And no matter what, Gong Yanyong is also the eldest disciple of the martial arts school.

Chen Zhengwei actually beat Gong Yanyong and then drove him out of San Francisco.

He had no idea what was going on back in San Francisco.

Next to Lin Mingsheng, there was a middle-aged man and a young man. The middle-aged man was Lin Mingsheng’s good friend Zhang Yan, also a famous Cailifo boxer.

The young man was Zhang Yan's disciple and nephew Zhang Zhiang.

Lin Mingsheng smiled bitterly at the two and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. Yan Yong is my disciple. That Chen Zhengwei... is also my disciple. He has learned boxing from me for a few months, but he doesn't do it for long and hasn't made any progress."

This kind of thing where brothers and sisters are fighting against each other is really laughable.

"Has your junior sister arrived in San Francisco?" Lin Mingsheng asked first.

"Here I am! I'm staying at Chen Zhengwei's place! I was originally living in the martial arts hall, but Chen Zhengwei used some tricks and I ended up living with him..." said Gong Yanyong.

After this incident, his personality has changed a bit, and he is full of hatred towards Chen Zhengwei.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mingsheng's heart exploded again.

"Tell me what happened..." Lin Mingsheng said gritting his teeth.

"Yuanbao is dead..." Gong Yanyong said first. "Yuanbao and his men were working for Chen Zhengwei, and they had a conflict with the foreigners. Then Yuanbao and Kuohai were shot several times. Kuohai was lucky. But Yuanbao... I couldn't save him."

"I confronted Chen Zhengwei about this matter, and he shot me three times. He then had me thrown on a boat to Honolulu."

When Lin Mingsheng heard this, he became even angrier, but he soon realized a problem.

"Are you coming here alone?"

"Yes……"

"What about the rest?"

Gong Yanyong shook his head.

Lin Mingsheng calmed down immediately. He had seen many mountains of corpses and seas of blood and had been on the battlefield more than once. How could he be fooled so easily?

If Chen Zhengwei really had problems, why did the others stay in San Francisco and let Gong Yanyong come to Honolulu by himself?

"Why did you have a conflict with the foreigners?" Lin Mingsheng asked directly.

"Master, after you left, Chen Zhengwei devised a plan to eliminate Hongshun Hall and Sanhe Hall. He was the only one in Chinatown, and then he killed the president of Ningyang Guild Hall. Others dared not to go against him, for fear that he would send people to kill them."

"Then he opened a labor service company. All Chinese people had to work in the company to find a job. Then he took a cut from the profits..."

"How much money can you get through his labor service company?" Lin Mingsheng grasped the key point directly. He had heard from other disciples that Chen Zhengwei was going to set up a labor service company.

Gong Yanyong was silent for a moment before he said, "The foreigner gave 20, he took 2, and the others took 18."

When Lin Mingsheng heard this, he stared at Gong Yanyong closely.

He was well aware of the situation in Chinatown. Originally, Chinese workers could only get 15 or 16 yuan a month, but now they can get 18 yuan, which is much more than before.

From this point of view, what Chen Zhengwei did was not a bad thing.

"Yuanbao, Kuohai and the others work in this labor service company, right?"

"Yes……"

"Go on, why did you have a conflict with the foreigners?" Lin Mingsheng continued to ask.

"It is said that some foreigners withheld the wages of the Chinese! Then they went to argue..." Although Gong Yanyong was full of resentment towards Chen Zhengwei, he would not lie after all. Under Lin Mingsheng's questioning, he could only tell everything.

"How was it resolved later?" Lin Mingsheng continued to ask.

"It is said that he took people to hang the owner of the freight company at the dock... and he also killed several other people who withheld wages from Chinese workers."

"Master, that was in America, the foreigners' territory. If he did this, those foreigners would only blame all the Chinese. He would be happy, but I don't know how many people he would kill!" Gong Yanyong suddenly pressed the table and shouted.

(End of this chapter)