The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 531 May There Be No Bullets in Heaven

"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want... He makes me to lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside quiet waters..." As everyone in the rotunda watched Congressional Reverend John P. Newman standing beside the coffin holding the Bible in one hand and reading the contents of the Bible, a look of piety appeared on their faces.

Chen Zhengwei was also very pious and sat there quietly.

After all, he is a devout believer and God's favorite.

In the intervals between the pastor's recitation, a military band on the side started playing the "Funeral March", creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere in the venue.

While mourning, many people would glance at Chen Zhengwei in the front row.

Chen Zhengwei sat there with his legs crossed, his head slightly tilted back, not hiding his arrogance at all.

As long as he can sit there quietly, others can breathe a sigh of relief.

Even if he got tired of the crossed-leg posture and wanted to change legs, he would attract a lot of people's attention.

Everyone was afraid that he might cause trouble at the funeral, which would be difficult to resolve.

The US government must demonstrate its authority...but the problem is that it can't win.

He lost every time he fought, and then he would cause some trouble, and the officials in the cabinet were afraid of him.

The Vice President then went on stage to deliver a eulogy, glancing at Chen Zhengwei from time to time, and was slightly relieved to see that he did not make any move.

Until the end of the funeral, the band played "Requiem" and Rutherford Hayes' coffin was carried out. Cannon fire was heard outside. His coffin would be sent by the army to his former home in Ohio for burial.

The funeral ended successfully and all government officials breathed a sigh of relief.

This was the most painful funeral they had ever experienced.

"Why are you all so cautious? I rushed to attend the funeral... President Hayes and I don't have any grudges against each other! Do you know what it means that the dead are the greatest?" Chen Zhengwei sneered after he stood up.

Everyone looked at his red gentleman's suit, then turned their eyes in other directions.

"Let's go!" Chen Zhengwei staggered outside, Xu Yan, Rong Jiahong and others followed behind him, and the group of people walked away.

The Russian Empire's envoy looked coldly at Chen Zhengwei's back, then looked away.

He wants to duel with Chen Zhengwei, but not now. They will have many opportunities to meet in the next two days.

……

"Let's go to the same hotel as last time!" Chen Zhengwei said to the driver as he went out.

Coincidentally, the best room at the Willard Hotel was empty, so Chen Zhengwei moved in at noon.

He only likes to stay in the most luxurious hotels and the best rooms.

This is a symbol of identity and status.

Whether in New York or Washington, the best hotel rooms are not something that ordinary people can book.

Even if these rooms are empty, they will not be rented to ordinary people or ordinary rich people.

In the afternoon, another ship stopped at the port and Aaron and his men got off the ship.

"Come over at this time, the flowers will be cold! I told you to speed up!" Aaron cursed as he got off the boat.

"Brother Long, this boat is already at its fastest speed!" the henchman beside him whispered.

"You have so many excuses!" Aaron kicked the henchman directly.

A group of people got off the boat and were picked up by someone and then taken to the Wiland Hotel.

Chen Zhengwei was talking to reporters in the hotel's conference room.

"I heard that some people said that the president's death was related to me... I know why such rumors were spread and some people tried to do something."

"As we all know, there are many racists in the United States. For example, the KKK. I have previously assisted the local government in Texas in combating the KKK. Coupled with my minority identity, these racists are full of hostility towards me!"

"Sherman...yes, he was a racist! That's why he did this. As far as I know, he didn't get authorization from Washington!"

"He and the former governor of Texas are both racists... They are the backers of the KKK."

"I didn't expect the KKK to be so infiltrated, even to the top of the military... But it's understandable. The earliest founder of the KKK was a veteran who participated in the Civil War."

"So these rumors are a conspiracy by some racists, and they are setting me up!"

"As everyone knows, I had a little conflict with the US government before, but it was also based on racial equality and civil rights. After signing the Washington Treaty, now I am just an ordinary Chinese businessman! Some people call me a Chinese leader... I also like this title."

"So there is no conflict between me and President Hayes. On the contrary, we were very harmonious during the previous negotiations."

"I peed on his pants? That really happened. We were having a nice chat at the time, and then we went to the bathroom together... So you can imagine what our relationship is like. Would you go to the bathroom with your enemy?"

"I came to Washington this time because of racism and wanted to meet with President Hayes, but I didn't expect something like this to happen."

"I traveled all night without a moment's rest, and finally arrived at his funeral and said goodbye to my old friend."

"In addition, there are rumors that there were gunshots similar to typewriters at the White House at the time... In fact, some employees of our security company were killed and burned to death by the KKK in Texas, and a batch of guns were lost at the same time."

"Also, Sherman used a similar firearm at Austin, and after the battle I captured a batch of them, a repeating rifle modeled after my company's."

"I suspect this matter has something to do with the KKK and a company that makes replica firearms! I have already found out about this company. It's Winchester Repeating Arms."

"I believe the Ministry of Justice will catch the murderer and will not let him go easily just because of their identities!"

"President Hayes was a good man and he didn't deserve this. I hope there are no bullets in heaven!"

Chen Zhengwei grabbed the cross and kissed it, his face full of piety.

The reporter took a photo of Chen Zhengwei sitting on the sofa with sunlight shining in through the colored glass behind him.

Chen Zhengwei held the cross devoutly with his eyes slightly closed.

Full of holy religious colors.

With the sound of shutter clicks and flashes of light, Chen Zhengwei returned to his original posture of crossing his legs and waved his hand to signal the reporters to go away.

As soon as the reporter left, Aaron came in.

"Brother Wei, it seems we are no longer needed here!" A Long threw himself directly onto the sofa opposite Chen Zhengwei.

Among Chen Zhengwei's subordinates, only he would do this.

"Who told you to come so late!" Chen Zhengwei wanted to kick him, but couldn't reach him.

Aaron jumped up and ran to Chen Zhengwei, who kicked him and then threw him onto the sofa.

"I have nothing to do these two days, so I'll go out and see who's holding a banquet and haven't invited me!" Chen Zhengwei said casually.

"Take someone to New Haven, Connecticut someday."

"Brother Wei, what are you doing there?"

"We found the company that copied my weapons. It's the Winchester Repeating Arms Company! They are so bold that they didn't even pay a penny for the patents, yet they dared to copy my stuff." Chen Zhengwei grinned.

"Brother Wei, I'll bring people to kill his entire family!"

"Don't worry, let's see if we can work together with the Ministry of Justice! Remember, when we do business, the most important thing is to abide by the law and do things according to the rules of the law."

"Brother Wei, I think the most important thing is to be thick-skinned!" A Long thought for a moment and said, "Come here!" Chen Zhengwei waved at him.

Aaron moved over with a smile, but was kicked on the butt by Chen Zhengwei, sending him flying several meters away, and he gasped on the spot.

He felt half of his body was numb, and it took him a long time to recover.

"Brother Wei, a Republican member named James Garfield is here and wants to see you!"

"Bring it here!" said Chen Zhengwei.

A moment later, a man who looked energetic, had red hair, a big beard, and was over 1.8 meters tall walked in.

James Garfield took off his hat and said with a respectful and gentle attitude:

"It's our first time meeting, Mr. Chen. Thank you for your support and help at the Republican Conference, which enabled me to win the election in the end!"

"It's a miracle!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

The miracle of a comeback from one vote is amazing.

"Please sit down!" Chen Zhengwei motioned for him to sit down, and asked Aaron to pour two glasses of whiskey.

Then Chen Zhengwei threw a cigar to Garfield, and then lit another cigar for himself before saying:
"I don't care who I help, I only care what they can give me in return!"

"The reason I can get to where I am today is that I am fair in doing things. So whatever you can bring to me, I will respond to you!" Chen Zhengwei said meaningfully.

It's power, money, or bullets.

"Mr. Chen, are Chinese Americans?" James Garfield asked first.

"Of course, for example, I am a thorough American, born and raised in the United States!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither slave nor free, there is neither male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus." James Garfield first said a passage from the book of Galatians in the New Testament with a solemn and dignified face.

"I will fight against racial discrimination in this land and allow Chinese people to live equally in this land."

"But I also hope that Mr. Chen can continue to support me. The United States should not waste all its resources and energy on internal strife!" said James Garfield.

"Your words are very attractive, no wonder they say you are good at chatting!" Chen Zhengwei laughed and then spread his hands: "Look, I was the one who was passively fighting back from the beginning to the end."

"Whether it's Chicago or Austin, there's always someone trying to cause trouble for me!"

"I'm not someone you can bully! If someone spits at me, I'll stab him twice!"

"Mr. Chen, no one will bother you because of your skin color in the future!" James Garfield promised, and after a moment's silence, he continued:
"The most important thing for a country is order and stability! The law protects ordinary people, and it also protects you Chinese!"

"Aaron, what did I say to you just now?" Chen Zhengwei tilted his head and asked Aaron.

"Brother Wei said: Remember, when we do business, the most important thing is to abide by the law and do things according to the rules of the law." Aaron immediately said it word for word.

Chen Zhengwei laughed out loud, so he liked A-Long.

Even when he was smiling and acting frivolous, he would not remember a single word he said wrong.

So he is his own leader.

"See? Actually, I like to do things according to the rules of the law. But many times the law is unfair. Who would believe in an unfair law?" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"Mr. Chen has a very long-term vision and remarkable ideas!" James Garfield raised his glass. Judging from Aaron's expression, Chen Zhengwei did say this.

This surprised him greatly.

People like Chen Zhengwei, who have gained everything through violence, should be arrogant and ignore everything.

Obviously, Chen Zhengwei thinks differently from many people.

This made him interested in Chen Zhengwei as well.

But he didn't talk too deeply, at least today's first meeting was a good start.

James Garfield then discussed the situation of South American trade with Chen Zhengwei. James Garfield attached great importance to international trade.

He promised to raise tariffs to protect domestic industrial and agricultural development, and to promote U.S. trade in South America through government action.

Plunder South America's wealth and industrial potential to develop the United States.

This is very similar to Chen Zhengwei's idea.

The two sides had a very pleasant conversation and talked for several hours. It was almost evening when James Garfield got up to say goodbye.

Chen Zhengwei suddenly asked: "What do you think of Cuba?"

"What?" James Garfield asked in surprise.

"I like Cuba, the sunshine there is nice! And there are cigars!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile, without saying much.

The rest will be discussed after he takes office.

James Garfield then left with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Brother Wei, this guy...is what he said credible?" Aaron asked after watching James Garfield disappear out the door.

"Don't look at what he says, look at what he does!" Chen Zhengwei said lightly.

He doesn't trust anyone.

He only believed that the truth was within the range of the cannon.

Just like this time, he stayed in Washington for several days with a dozen people, and no one dared to cause trouble for him.

why?
Because I was scared by being beaten by myself!
"Go kill the boss of The Washington Post and burn down their newspaper! Damn it, how dare you slander me?" Chen Zhengwei said again.

"Brother Wei, you just said we would use the law!" Aaron immediately said with a smile.

"If you get caught and there's a plaintiff, that's illegal!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

He has his own unique perspective on breaking the law.

"Without a plaintiff and without evidence, how can it be considered illegal?"

"Go out and ask. I've asked someone to keep an eye on him!" Chen Zhengwei stood up and staggered away, going to ask Cecili to go out for a walk.

He likes to hang out in the evening.

Because there are many people.

"Remember to see who is hosting the party!" Chen Zhengwei has not forgotten the most important thing, which is as important as getting rid of the boss of the Washington Post.

……

Meanwhile, at the Washington Post's headquarters, Tilson Hutchins had just finished typeset- ing today's news.

This issue of the newspaper includes what Chen Zhengwei said when he beat someone in front of the Capitol.

There was also the incident where Chen Zhengwei attended the funeral in a red suit.

(End of this chapter)