The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 205: Seal off the labor service company?

"Mr. Director, would you arrest the person who sent you money and cut off your own source of income? Even if you are willing, would others be willing?"

As Chen Zhengwei spoke, Scannell's eyes fixed and he stared at Chen Zhengwei.

He knew that someone in the Investigation Bureau was taking money from Chen Zhengwei, which was normal.

But he didn't know how many people there were or how much they took.

Chen Zhengwei's words made him suddenly realize this problem, and his face suddenly became serious.

Facing Scannell's gaze, Chen Zhengwei just smiled.

The money I give them every month is their salary for several months.

When someone seeks wealth, it is like killing their parents.

And he was not afraid at all that Scannell would know about this. As he had said before, how long could Scannell stay in the position of director?

He believed Scannell would choose wisely.

If Scannell is not wise, then I will help him to be wise.

Chen Zhengwei had no fear of the U.S. government. The San Francisco Investigation Bureau had only 300 people, and California didn't even have a guard.

You have to know that San Francisco is already the largest city in the West, and Sacramento, the capital of California, has only more than 10,000 people.

Although California has militias, these people usually do their own work and are only called up when encountering major natural disasters and crises. Therefore, as long as they don't do anything to take down the entire San Francisco city government, nothing will happen.

And even if things get out of control one day, there are ships everywhere in San Francisco, so the worst that can happen is that I can take my people and run away to Mexico.

Maybe it's easier to get along there now.

Scannell's eyes shifted and it was obvious that he was struggling internally.

After a long while, he asked, "What's your assurance that you will win the election?"

"Now I can let them take a few days off. The company will not open, and the dock will not unload goods. Then I can let them vote!" Chen Zhengwei pointed in the direction of the port, then leaned forward slightly and said to Scannell:

"Mr. Director, you will be the next director!"

Scannell understood what Chen Zhengwei meant.

Using violent means to get voters to vote...he felt that Chen Zhengwei was playing with fire.

However, he had to admit that this guy was very brave and if he did this, he would most likely succeed.

"I guess this position will be replaced soon!" Scannell let out a sigh, and suddenly relaxed.

"This position is not easy to hold, and others may not be able to sit firmly in it. And the public will also understand how much Chief Scannell has contributed to the public security of San Francisco!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

Scannell nodded slightly, which was what he expected.

No one knows how many people in the Investigation Bureau have taken advantage of Chen Zhengwei, and some of them are his people. It is not easy for the newly appointed director to sit in this position.

It is not a bad option to step down temporarily and then return to the position of director after the election.

Maybe I will come back before the election.

Of course, that would mean the mayor admitted he had made a dumb mistake, which would be bad for his reelection campaign.

But by that time, he didn't have much choice.

Besides, Scannell was somewhat resentful of the mayor's previous attitude.

……

When Chen Zhengwei walked out of Scannell's office, he had a smile on his face. He finally dealt with this guy and then went straight to Michael's office.

But no one was found.

Chen Zhengwei thought for a moment, returned to the carriage, took out a paper bag, and then went to another sheriff's office.

Old Irving was the sheriff in charge of the patrol.

The San Francisco Bureau of Investigation has no deputy director, only a chief and three sheriffs, who are responsible for patrols, detectives and logistics respectively.

The sheriff in charge of logistics does not need to be concerned for the time being.

But he should talk to old Irving.

"Come in!" Hearing the voice coming from the room, Chen Zhengwei pushed open the door.

In the room was a man whose hair and clothes were meticulously kept, probably around fifty years old, with blond hair.

When the other party saw Chen Zhengwei, he raised his eyebrows.

He knew this Chinese man. He also knew that the director and Michael had taken money from this Chinese man, and that his men had also taken benefits from this Chinese man.

He was wondering when this Chinese person would come here.

"Sheriff Owen, do you mind if I sit down?"

Old Owen nodded.

Chen Zhengwei pulled over a chair and looked at old Owen.

It is said that this is an arrogant Englishman.

But now it seems that it is not so rude.

Chen Zhengwei pushed the paper bag directly across the table.

Old Owen took the paper bag and took a look. Inside was a stack of 20-dollar bills, a total of two thousand dollars.

At the same time, Chen Zhengwei's voice rang in his ears.

“There will be this many every month from now on!”

Old Owen's heart beat fast. He was a staunch believer in white descent, but the other party offered too much and he couldn't refuse.

What's more, he knew something about the other party's style of doing things, and other people in the police station were also taking money from him, so it would not be a good thing to refuse him.

"What do you want me to do?" Old Irving asked directly.

"Just do nothing!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"Deal!" Old Owen nodded and agreed after a moment's hesitation. "It will be our New Year in a few days. There will be a banquet in Chinatown. Are you interested in attending and experiencing the exotic atmosphere?" Chen Zhengwei was in a good mood after achieving his goal.

He actually doesn't like killing people.

The best way to solve the problem is to use money.

"If I don't have anything else important to do that day!" Old Owen said, agreeing.

……

Chen Zhengwei took a carriage back to Chinatown. As soon as he arrived at Portsmouth Square, he saw that there seemed to be some people in a standoff at the labor company.

Chen Zhengwei opened the small window at the front of the carriage and said to Chen Fengyu, "Let's go check out the labor service company."

At this time, at the entrance of the labor company, there was a group of more than a dozen foreigners in gentleman's suits, and opposite them were Yu Chong who was stopping Chen Zhengwei's junior brothers.

"Why is it sealed?" Kou Shuikuan asked loudly.

"Your procedures are not in compliance! From now on, your labor service company has been banned!" The foreigner leading the team had a cold expression on his face.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the Chinese people gathered around him, and shouted loudly: "Everyone disperse, from today on, this company is strictly prohibited from operating!"

The surrounding Chinese workers refused to leave. Although the company did not belong to them, they could earn two or three dollars more per month by finding a job here.

Moreover, the Chinese have finally gained some status in San Francisco. If the labor company is closed down, things will return to the way they were before.

"Can I ask who asked you to do this?" Yu Chong tried to stop the people in the martial arts gym to prevent the situation from getting worse.

He asked the man in front of him while holding back his anger.

Although there were some problems in the process of handling the procedures, the entire procedure was completely compliant.

These people from the city government's business management office suddenly came over and wanted to seal up the company and take away the account books.

This was obviously suggested by someone.

"Chinamen, you have caused trouble that you shouldn't have!" the leading man sneered.

Just then, three carriages came over.

"Mr. Chen is here!"

"Mr. Chen!"

When they saw Chen Zhengwei's carriage coming, the Chinese workers around were overjoyed.

The carriage stopped not far away, and Chen Zhengwei came over with Li Xiwen and eight men: "What's going on?"

"Brother, they said they want to seal up the company and take away the account books!" someone shouted immediately.

"Oh?" Chen Zhengwei walked up to the foreigner who led the team and asked, "You want to shut down my company?"

"This is the requirement of the municipal government. Your company is not in compliance! Do you still want to disobey?" the foreigner said firmly, but when facing Chen Zhengwei, his momentum immediately weakened.

"Oh? Which rule is it against? And you are so brave that you bring people to seal up my company?" Chen Zhengwei sneered and slapped him with a sound of breaking air.

Snapped!
The foreigner didn't expect that Chen Zhengwei would dare to hit someone in public at this time. He was slapped to the ground, and stars appeared in front of his eyes. Half of his face was swollen.

The people behind him rushed forward immediately upon seeing this, and then were pointed at by a row of guns.

"What do you want to do?" The people at the San Francisco City Government's Business Management Office did not expect Chen Zhengwei and his people to be so bold. When they found that things were not as easy as they had imagined, they all changed color.

"What are you all standing there for? Are they all dead? Drag them to Chinatown!" Chen Zhengwei cursed directly at Yu Chong and others and the Chinese workers around them.

When Chen Zhengwei's fellow apprentices and the staff of the labor company saw Chen Zhengwei speaking, they rushed forward directly.

Then the brave Chinese workers around also rushed over.

Several people from the Business Management Office tried to resist, so they were beaten by a group of people and then dragged into Chinatown.

The people in the business management office were frightened. These Chinese were simply going crazy. Some of them turned around and tried to run outside.

However, there were Chinese people everywhere and they could not escape. More than a dozen people were dragged into Chinatown.

"Investigate my company?" Chen Zhengwei cursed and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"Mr. Chen, those people..." Yu Chong approached Chen Zhengwei and asked.

"Just pretend they never showed up!" Chen Zhengwei had a ferocious look on his face and turned around to get on the carriage.

Back on the carriage, Chen Zhengwei leaned there and thought. He wanted to get all the Chinese in Chinatown to protest in front of the city government.

But on second thought, I felt that this method wouldn't work.

Both sides are still using conventional means and the situation remains within a certain range.

The influence of Chinese people is low, and a large number of them taking to the streets to protest, regardless of how big an effect it will have, is likely to escalate the conflict.

However, Chinese people cannot protest, but other ethnic groups can.

For example, Poles and Germans are not Chinese, so they will not be treated specifically, and even if they protest, it will not lead to escalation of conflicts.

On the contrary, it will put pressure on the city government and make them anxious.

It also lets them know that their influence is not limited to the Chinese community and that they are not to be trifled with.

Back at the casino, Chen Zhengwei called Rong Jiacai: "Go find Dabolan and Schultz!"

Then Chen Zhenghu came over and asked, "Brother Wei, how do we deal with those people?"

He rushed over after receiving the news, and on the way he happened to meet the dozen or so people from the business management office who were dragged into Chinatown.

After asking his men to keep an eye on the person, he hurried over to find Chen Zhengwei.

"Beat him up first, then tie him up and let people watch over him!"

More than an hour later, Schultz and Great Poland arrived.

"Mr. Chen!"

"Go back and arrange for the people in your area to protest in front of the city hall tomorrow! As for what to protest... you can just find an excuse. For example, immigrant resettlement, racial discrimination, women's rights are all fine..."

"Great Poland, don't you have so many prostitutes under your command? Send them all over to protest tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)