The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 344 We are all from San Francisco, fellow countrymen meet each other
"Buy a large amount of gunpowder raw materials... increase the number of people in the weapons factory... increase the training of the security company?"

"Why does it feel like a war is about to break out?" Rong Jiacai pondered for a moment as he looked at the telegram in his hand.

"Forget it, there's nothing wrong with a fight. Then we'll let those foreigners see how powerful we are!" Rong Jiacai quickly smiled.

He had specifically inquired before and found out that the U.S. Army now has only 25,000 people. In addition to guarding against Mexico, they also have to wipe out the indigenous people here... those Indians.

Twenty-five thousand people may not be able to fight back.

If we win, the whole United States will be shocked.

Besides, it is impossible for the Army Department to mobilize so many troops!
Soon, Rong Jiacai began to get busy.

He purchased the cellulose in the gunpowder raw material in the name of a paper mill. This material is the raw material for papermaking.

Nitric acid is a cleaner and etchant for metal surfaces. He bought it with the help of a metal processing plant. You should know that Chen Zhengwei owns several steel mills and metal processing plants.

Ether, alcohol and diphenylamine also have many uses. For example, diphenylamine can be used to make dyes. Chen Zhengwei also has several shirt factories.

Therefore, he purchased these gunpowder raw materials in the name of other factories, making it almost impossible to trace them.

However, if you want to buy in large quantities, you need to be more careful to avoid leaking the formula.

As for increasing the manpower in the weapons factory, it is quite easy, after all, there are still so many people working on the farm.

Moreover, due to language barriers and racial barriers, there is almost no need to worry about Chinese people leaking information.

At the same time, he also asked someone to send a copy of this news to Lin Changning.

Rong Jiacai knew his duty. When Chen Zhengwei was not around, Lin Changning was the one who had the final say, and he had to inform her of everything.

……

"A Chinese gang leader has a new weapon in his hands? Dozens of people have the firepower of thousands of people?" A man in military uniform and with the rank of brigadier general looked at the letter in his hand with an amused expression.

"You mean, the weapons in the hands of the gangs are more advanced than those in the army?"

"And he massacred hundreds of FBI officers?"

His name was Alexander Blythe, and he was the Director of Logistics for the War Department.

Alexander Bryce looked at the letter in his hand and felt it was absurd.

Even though the person in front of him was his good friend, he still felt that the other person was joking with him.

"As far as I know, it is true, and the man who wrote this letter, Mr. Joseph Medel, disappeared last night!" said the man opposite Bryce.

"So? What do you want me to do? This matter should actually be handled by the Ministry of Justice!" Alexander Bryce smiled, obviously not taking the letter seriously.

"Aren't you interested in the weapons in this letter? Dozens of gangsters easily slaughtered hundreds of police officers, including Pinkerton detectives! You know, Pinkerton detectives are very powerful!" the other party said.

Alexander Bryce looked at his friend for a moment, making sure that he was serious. After thinking for a while, he said, "I need to confirm that this is true first!"

"I'll have someone investigate this matter!"

Dozens of gangsters easily massacred hundreds of police officers and detectives?

Well, if this thing was true, then he was a little interested.

After all, the Civil War had only been over for more than a decade, and during the Civil War, the Northern Army's more advanced rifles caused great trouble to the Southern Army.

So he is still interested in more advanced weapons.

It's just a gangster, but they have weapons far superior to those of the current army, and they have never been heard of before...

He still thought it was more of a joke.

……

"Mr. Chen, Isaac Jones' family agrees to sell the hotel!" Gordon sat in front of Chen Zhengwei with a more respectful attitude.

He took great pains to convince Isaac Jones's family, but the Jones family always disagreed and even turned him down.

You know, Chen Zhengwei can be said to be the blood enemy of Isaac Jones' family!

Even if they don't know the truth, they have heard something about it.

But this morning, they suddenly changed their minds.

Gordon also knew why they changed their minds. Although Chen Zhengwei only killed one person this time, the impact was too great.

It was so big that the entire upper class in Chicago was talking about it.

"What about the price?" Chen Zhengwei asked casually. This is the key point.

"The Jones family owns 82% of the Tremont Hotel, which is worth $67! They want to leave Chicago, so the price will be lower. After all, there are not many people who can pay so much money!"

"Five hundred and fifty thousand dollars, that's the price they offered!"

"Are they crazy?" Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "Five hundred and fifty thousand dollars, are they going to take it into the coffin?"

Then Chen Zhengwei held up three fingers: "Tell them that if they don't sell it for $300,000, there are plenty of people who will!"

"Three hundred thousand dollars is already a very high price. Ask them to ask around. Is there anyone in Chicago who can offer a higher price than this?"

"These three hundred thousand are what they can get, and they belong to them!" Chen Zhengwei smiled meaningfully.

"I'll tell them Mr. Chen's price!" Gordon said after thinking for a while.

This price is very low, not even half of the market price.

But the Jones family didn't have much choice.

Either take $300,000 and leave Chicago, or...Joseph Medel has already shown everyone what the consequences of going against Chen Zhengwei are. And Chen Zhengwei also said: If they don't sell, there are plenty of people who will!

Gordon felt a chill on his back after thinking about this sentence. He understood what it meant.

After Gordon left, Aaron sat next to Chen Zhengwei.

"Brother Wei, didn't they say the military might cause trouble for us? Why don't we just go back to San Francisco? Buying a hotel now... I'm afraid it will be swallowed up by then!"

He had heard it from Greater Poland.

He was not afraid of leading others in a fight, as he was confident in the gun in his hand.

But it is still safer to return to San Francisco. That is their territory and there are tens of thousands of Chinese people behind them.

It might not be appropriate for Chen Zhengwei to purchase property in Chicago at this time.

"I'm just afraid that no one dares to swallow it!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

He is not afraid of someone swallowing his things, he is just afraid that no one dares to swallow them.

If you swallow his, you will pay it back double!

The profit is higher than loan sharking!

"Isn't it said that many wealthy people in San Francisco have sold their properties and moved to Chicago? Invite them to Chicago for me! I will hold a banquet the day after tomorrow night, invite them to dinner, and chat with them!" Chen Zhengwei said quickly.

"They actually moved here, they must have something against Brother Wei! And I heard that many of them said bad things about Brother Wei!" Aaron immediately became interested.

He has little interest in doing business, but is very interested in causing trouble for others.

"Aaron, don't be so overbearing. We are all from San Francisco, and when fellow countrymen meet, they shed tears! In Chicago, we are all outsiders, and we should stick together for warmth! I plan to invest in them!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

Yes, those wealthy people from San Francisco are all outsiders when they come here.

They need to stick together and someone to help them.

……

Prairie Avenue in the South Side of Chicago is home to many of Chicago's influential wealthy people and politicians.

Therefore, some wealthy people who have just arrived in Chicago are trying their best to squeeze in here.

It's one of the quickest ways to assimilate into Chicago's upper class.

In the afternoon, outside the yard of a two-story building on Prairie Avenue, a carriage stopped and several Western Slavs got out.

"Who are you looking for?" Seeing these sturdy and powerful men, the servants of the house asked vigilantly.

"Is this Mr. Brown's home? Tell him that our boss invites him to a dinner party!"

After a moment, Brown saw the big men and his eyelids began to twitch.

"Mr. Brown, you should know who our boss is. He invites you to a dinner party the day after tomorrow night." A big man said with a smile.

"Is that you, Mr. Chen? Can I ask what the theme of the dinner is so that I can make some preparations!" Brown said after thinking for a moment, and he felt a little bitter in his mouth.

too bitter.

Even after arriving in Chicago, I couldn't escape from that Chinese man.

"Then we don't know! But I can tell you, Mr. Brown, that besides you, other wealthy people from San Francisco have also received invitations."

"I suppose Mr. Brown will go?" the big man asked, smiling.

"Yes, I will definitely come!" Brown now not only felt bitter in his mouth, but also in his heart.

"That's great! We'll go back and report!"

Seeing those big men leave, Brown's face immediately darkened and he looked worried.

"What happened? Who are they?" Mrs. Brown came down from upstairs and asked with concern when she saw her husband's grim face.

"That Chinese man..." Brown sighed. He felt that the banquet was not a good one.

What good could come from that Chinese man looking for them?
But I have to go!
Even the Republican candidate has disappeared, and that Chinese guy hasn't held back at all in Chicago.

"I'm going out for a while!" Brown stood up, picked up his coat, and went out to meet other people.

Soon, he was sure of one thing.

All the wealthy people who moved from San Francisco received an invitation.

They were just invited.

This made them even more nervous.

Two days later, Brown arrived at the door of the hotel by carriage and immediately saw Chinese Chen at the door of the hotel.

But soon he was stunned.

Because after the carriage in front of him stopped, Chen from China came up and had a good chat with the people who got off the carriage.

He had also met people who had a very pleasant conversation with Chen Zhengwei.

He had exchanged a few words with the other party.

It was a banquet that he had gone to great lengths to attend, and at the banquet he chatted with that person along with the others.

Mayor Thompson of Chicago.

(End of this chapter)