The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 439 National Criminal Organization Disciplinary Committee

Philadelphia.

Green sat in the room, smoking quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, the door was pushed open and a short foreigner walked in. He smelled cigarette smoke in the room.

His face suddenly changed and he immediately stepped back.

The men behind him hadn't reacted yet, but just as he took two steps back, someone flashed out of the room and pointed a gun at them.

The ghost man and the two men behind him all looked pale and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Salvatore Sabella...someone is waiting for you inside!" said a young man with German appearance.

Salvatore Sabella was born in Sicily, Italy.

Today he is the leader of the largest gang in Philadelphia and the founder of the Philadelphia Mafia.

Originally he was the third largest gang leader, but the number one gang leader was arrested in Chicago a few months ago, and the number two gang leader and his core gang members were ambushed and killed in front of a bar a few days ago.

Many people suspected that he was responsible for the shooting a few days ago.

However, he knew in his heart that it had nothing to do with him.

At this time he had some guesses.

The shooting a few days ago might be related to the person in front of me.

However, being pointed at by a gun, he had no choice but to walk into the room. The oil lamp in the room was lit, and he could see Green sitting on the sofa and several people standing around him.

Different from ordinary gangsters or bandits, these people exude an elite aura.

Salvatore Sabella walked over and sat down across from Green.

"Okay, you can tell me what's going on now!" Salvatore Sabella said after regaining his composure.

"Our boss invites you to join the committee!" Green looked at him and said.

"What is the committee? Who is your boss?" Salvatore Sabella asked puzzledly.

"The full name of the committee is the National Criminal Organization Disciplinary Committee!" said Green.

When Salvatore Sabella heard the name, his mouth opened slightly, and he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

There is such an organization in the United States?
But the name sounds very high-end.

Green continued, "Gangs from all major cities in the United States are included... Actually, you Philadelphians were supposed to have a spot, but our boss doesn't like him! Now he's in prison making matches."

"You were also responsible for the previous shooting, right?" asked Salvatore Sabella.

He was almost certain that it was the other party who did it.

"That guy isn't very smart!" Green smiled.

"You're right!" Salvatore Sabella nodded. The guy who was killed before was very arrogant, and he had disliked him for a long time.

But the other party's power is stronger than his.

This also shows that the person in front of him is not easy to deal with.

"Can you tell me more about the committee? I already know what the downsides are of not joining. But what do I need to do if I join, what are the benefits, and who is your boss?"

"Open up the national market for contraband and you'll get some very profitable business, at least several times more than your current annual income."

"At the same time, committee members should not fight with each other. In other words, if you have a conflict with a committee member from another region, you must accept mediation or resolve it in a way permitted by the committee."

"These are benefits, but not the biggest benefits. The biggest benefit is that you are a member of the committee! This identity is the biggest benefit!" Green looked a little arrogant. He knew very well how to deal with these people.

If you show even a little bit of weakness, the other party will look down on you.

The more arrogant and dominant you are, the more honest the other party will be.

"You and your people will be able to obtain second-level membership after joining. You will need to hand over 30% of the profits every year and complete some tasks assigned by the boss. In addition, you must abide by some rules of the committee! Of course, there are not many rules!"

"Second-level seat?"

"The first-level gangs are the largest gangs in the United States! They are the top gangs in the United States in terms of strength, influence, and control over the city!"

"Compared to them, you are just a nobody. To me, you are just a street thug."

"The second-tier seats are also the largest gangs in every major city!"

"As for you... although you are indeed the biggest gang leader in Philadelphia now... your current power does not meet the standards for a second-level seat."

"But with the support of the committee, it shouldn't take too long."

Salvatore Sabella thought for a moment. If what the other party said was true, then this was a criminal organization alliance covering the entire United States.

The influence is terrifying.

This is shocking.

And I really had no choice at all.

"Is there any way I can verify this?" Salvatore Sabella asked cautiously.

After all, a group of people suddenly appeared, pointed guns at him, and told him that he could join the largest criminal organization in the United States... and he had never heard of it before.

This is so magical.

"Let me first state that if all this is true, I agree to join. I have no reason to refuse!"

Green looked at him for a moment, then said, "You can send people to Detroit and Chicago. Ignazio Lupo, the black hand in Chicago, I believe you have heard of him."

"Yes, I know him!" Salvatore Sabella was almost convinced when he heard the name.

Ignazio Lupo was also Sicilian, and he not only knew the other party, but had even met him before.

He didn't even need to go to Chicago; all he had to do was send a telegram to Ignazio Lupo tomorrow.

After Green left, Salvatore Sabella didn't sleep well that night.

And he always felt that someone was watching him outside the house.

It wasn't until the next morning that he saw a telegram from the telegraph office: "I hope you made the right choice!"

In the afternoon, Salvatore Sabella met Green again, and everything that followed went smoothly.

The first thing he had to do was to swallow up other forces in Philadelphia and make himself the biggest one in real terms.

……

Chen Zhengwei still has confidence in Xu Yan. Although he looks ordinary, he is actually ruthless and smart.

With him in New York, I believe nothing serious will happen. In fact, those people were very smart.

Rong Jiasheng and Rong Jiahong are both members of the Rong family. They are loyal and relatively reliable. Among them, Rong Jiasheng is calm and fair and has a high reputation.

Rong Jiahong is young, but he is quick-witted and eloquent.

It was just because of the Virginia incident that Rong Jiasheng had been on bad terms with Xu Yan after he came back, so Chen Zhengwei asked Rong Jiahong to be his deputy.

……

"Boss!" Novak walked into the office and subconsciously glanced at the two Chinese youths sitting not far away. Then he retracted his gaze and bowed slightly to Chen Zhengwei to greet him.

"How's it going lately?" Chen Zhengwei asked.

"I've recruited more than a dozen people! They're all outstanding. Would the boss like to meet them?" Novak asked. He had put a lot of thought into these women.

"Next time!" said Chen Zhengwei.

He has been pestered by Cicely Dupont recently and has no time to find a woman.

"Train these people well. They don't have to do anything on a regular basis! They just need to accompany designated people!" said Chen Zhengwei.

"Let me introduce two people to you!" Chen Zhengwei raised his chin towards Xu Yan and Rong Jiahong.

"Novak has a group of women, which he uses to bribe those congressmen. Ah Hong, you can't touch them, or I will break your legs!" Chen Zhengwei warned.

It doesn’t matter about women, but if Rong Jiahong gets involved with these women, there will be no way to control him in the future.

"Don't worry, Brother Wei. I know the seriousness of the situation." Rong Jiahong said quickly.

After Xu Yan and his friend arrived in New York for a few days, Chen Zhengwei took them on a tour of New York's upper-class society and even visited the Edison Electric Company.

He signed the equity transfer agreement and obtained a total of 30% of the shares from JP Morgan, the Vanderbilt family, Edison and other shareholders, becoming one of the major shareholders of Edison Electric Company.

The same number of shares as JP Morgan.

To be honest, apart from electricity and the light bulb, he had no idea what Edison had invented.

But at his current point, he doesn't really care.

For many technologies, he just needs to buy them after someone invents them.

He doesn't need to remember too much, he just needs to know what is useful.

In addition, he had Edison roll out electricity to Chicago and San Francisco, and he would push for that.

In addition, it is also widely used in Los Angeles.

This made Edison feel more favorable towards the company's new major shareholder.

After all, Chen Zhengwei is much more powerful than other shareholders in promoting the power business.

Afterwards, Chen Zhengwei introduced Edward S. Stokes to Xu Yan and the others.

The women under Novak will be registered under the club's public relations department, but they will not engage in sexual trade.

The club was built by buying a six-story hotel in New York and renovating it. It covers an area of 14000 square feet (more than 1300 square meters) and has a total investment of more than two million dollars, creating the most luxurious den of money in New York.

The renovation alone took nine months.

You have to know that the Hoffman House, one of the best hotels in New York, is worth only $100 million.

As soon as the news of the club's investment was spread, it shocked New York's upper class circles and became the subject of discussion among many people.

It can be said that the place has gained popularity before the renovation even started.

"In addition to the club, please keep an eye out for suitable companies that can stay."

……

"Can I go to San Francisco to see you?" Cicely DuPont snuggled into Chen Zhengwei's arms.

"Anytime! But there are only a few days of good weather in San Francisco a year... Los Angeles is not bad, it is sunny all year round. Wait for me to buy a few boats and go fishing!" Chen Zhengwei stroked her back with his fingers.

"Then I'll come find you then!" Cicely Dupont smiled and rubbed her face against Chen Zhengwei.

Chen Zhengwei is going back to San Francisco to talk to her parents.

Besides, her studies weren't over yet...even though she hadn't been there for several months.

Cicely Dupont's fingers slid downwards, and after a moment Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows, then turned over and pressed her down.

Soon, some sounds were heard in the room again.

...Omit the ellipsis for 30,000 words...

The next day, Cicely curled up in bed, listening to Chen Zhengwei leave the room, then she put on her pajamas and walked to the window.

A moment later, Chen Zhengwei was seen getting into a carriage under the escort of a dozen of his men, and then several carriages left from the hotel entrance.

Chen Zhengwei returned to the mainland hotel and then went to the pier, where he would take a boat to Chicago first.

The people he brought before, as well as Guan Qianbo and three hundred people, were left here.

The others followed him and left.

The news that Chen Zhengwei left New York on a steamer made many people breathe a sigh of relief.

Especially the Director of the New York Bureau of Investigation.

"That guy finally left!" He finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his men report that Chen Zhengwei had brought his men on board.

These days he was really afraid that Chen Zhengwei would cause trouble in New York.

The Ministry of Justice had even sent a telegram asking him to keep a close eye on Chen Zhengwei and prevent him from causing any trouble in New York, and to try not to have a direct conflict with him.

This made him slam the table on the spot and he almost quit his job.

He has captured two generals and a brigadier general in the army. What can he do?
Anyway, he made up his mind to pretend to be dead.

Chen Zhengwei had JP Morgan's bank burned down, but he pretended not to know anything.

Fortunately, it is all over now.

Besides him, many other people breathed a sigh of relief.

For example, the British Minister Sir Edward Thornton, after being beaten by Chen Zhengwei once, he became a little afraid of this guy.

I felt relieved when I learned that Chen Zhengwei had left.

For example, the wealthy people in New York.

(End of this chapter)