The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 541 Huge Market

When others saw Chen Zhengwei and those top wealthy people heading towards the small living room on the side, they all looked over and then looked away.

I couldn't help but wonder what those people wanted to talk about.

Even the envoys from various countries were curious.

But obviously, they can only wait until after today's banquet to see if any news can leak out.

Chen Zhengwei sat on the sofa, holding a whiskey in one hand and a cigar in the other, feeling somewhat smug.

Financial tycoon JP Morgan; steel tycoon Andrew Carnegie; shipping and railroad tycoon William Vanderbilt; William Rockefeller, director of National City Bank and a member of the Rockefeller family; financier Jay Gould; financier Russell Sage; retail magnate Marshall Field; New York retail magnate Alexander Turnbull Stewart; sugar industry magnate Henry Havemeyer, and New York real estate tycoon John Jacob Astor.

These people not only possess enormous wealth, but also have enormous political and social influence.

They are the top group of wealthy people in the United States, the kind that can leave their names in American history and influence future generations.

They either inherited a family business or worked hard for half their lives and finally gained their current influence and status.

But it only took me two years...

These people now have to sit there quietly and listen to themselves.

So, I am still the coolest!
These people were indeed waiting for Chen Zhengwei to speak, while constantly thinking in their hearts what Chen Zhengwei wanted to do.

"Don't think too much, I'm just chatting with you! You all gave me real money to support me, and you will be my friends from now on! Everyone knows that I am a very righteous person and I treat my friends very well!"

"Cheers to friendship!" Chen Zhengwei raised his glass!

Everyone raised their glasses and seemed relaxed on the surface, but they were still tense inside.

Chen Zhengwei put the wine glass aside and took two puffs of his cigar before saying, "Everyone, I've been thinking about a problem recently!"

"There are 1400 million urban residents in the United States now. As the country continues to urbanize, this number will become 10 million in 2500 years and more than 20 million in 3000 years."

"Yet only men work among these people. The working rate for women is only 15%. It's such a waste!"

"It's a huge waste of people, and these people have no income. As housewives, their economy is completely dependent on the family, so their consumption power is also very low!"

"As long as these people can be liberated, the labor shortage in the United States will be greatly alleviated, and economic development will be rapidly improved! At the same time, they will have income, and their consumption capacity will be greatly improved."

Everyone was a little surprised. They had thought about many things, but they didn't expect Chen Zhengwei to talk about such a thing.

"Most people's businesses here seem to have nothing to do with women! But the development of all of us relies on the development of this country! And the rapid development of the US economy will make the economy more prosperous, the entire US market will expand rapidly, and each of us will benefit from it!" Chen Zhengwei continued.

“Moreover, this will lead to the emergence of many new industries.”

"To let those women go to college, they need to pay tuition fees, which is $800 for four years, $800 per person. According to the urban population in ten years, 50 women of college age will enter college every year, which means a market of $4 million per year! And this number will gradually increase!

They participate in work and can create benefits for us. Their income brings improvements to personal and family finances. As this part of the population continues to expand, consumption will increase by $30 billion or more each year. And each of us can earn a portion of this consumption. "

"How many families in the United States have assets over 100 million?" Chen Zhengwei smiled. "Three? Or five?"

"Rockefeller, Vanderbilt... Astor..." Chen Zhengwei counted them one by one with his fingers, and his eyes swept across their faces.

"Gentlemen, with just a little push, we can create a market worth three billion dollars a year, and it will continue to grow!"

"How many people can become billionaires?" Chen Zhengwei looked at them with a smile.

At the point where he was now, he needed some friends.

So he needs to unite with some people and do something to deepen mutual understanding and connection.

The profits from prohibition had nothing to do with these people, and he could promote it himself.

So he came up with another idea.

There is such a shortage of labor now, and so many women are doing nothing. It's such a waste.

"This is an interesting math problem!" financier Jay Gould said with a smile after thinking about it.

"But the answer to this math problem is valid!" said financier Russell Sage as he thought.

He was very interested in what Chen Zhengwei said.

Although these remarks go against common sense and are incompatible with the current social structure.

But those who can sit here have a vision far beyond that of ordinary people, so they can understand Chen Zhengwei's words and can even perceive the benefits hidden in them.

The people here are at the top of American capital.

The US economy is like a cake. As long as the cake becomes bigger, a huge amount of benefits will flow into their hands even if they do nothing.

"I didn't expect Mr. Chen to pay attention to women's rights!" Andrew Carnegie laughed.

"Not only have I made great contributions to the cause of women's rights in the United States, but I have also made outstanding efforts for the U.S. economy!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"I think I think more than the President of the United States. I'm the one who should be the President!"

"Do you support me?"

"Of course I support Mr. Chen! Mr. Chen's courage can lead the United States to better development!" Sugar industry magnate Henry Havemeyer said with a smile.

He guessed that Chen Zhengwei was joking, but if Chen Zhengwei really had such an idea, he might actually consider it.

Given Chen Zhengwei's personality, if he became the president of the United States...he might be able to push the United States into war with Cuba or Brazil.

He had long been thinking about the sugarcane plantations in Cuba and Brazil.

"What is Mr. Chen going to do? Do you have any plans?" JP Morgan asked.

"Just a little push will do the trick! We just need a little push and this is the inevitable trend!"

"The world is developing, and the shape of society is constantly changing! In fact, you can see that the proportion of urban women participating in work is much higher now than it was 20 years ago."

"In 1860, the proportion of urban women participating in work was less than 10%, but now it has exceeded 15%... It has increased by more than 20% in 5 years, but this speed is still too slow in my opinion!"

“I hope that in 10 years, this number will exceed 30%, and in 20 years, this number will exceed 50%!”

"Who will take care of their children when all those poor people go to work? They don't have the money to hire a nanny!" William Rockefeller raised a question.

"This is a new industry that has emerged with the progress of society! As long as there are some institutions in society that charge for taking care of children, it will be fine, and this will also bring more jobs!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

"Besides, the big ones can lead the small ones! The market will always find its direction!"

"Then I have no problem!" William Rockefeller shrugged.

"We can set up a women's rights foundation to promote the progress and development of women across the country and accelerate this trend." Chen Zhengwei looked at others.

"As long as each of us donates tens of thousands of dollars, it will be enough for this foundation to run for a long time!"

"I can write a check right now!" Andrew Carnegie laughed.

Since I have already paid $100 million, I naturally won’t be short of the $5.

In fact, he was not really interested in this aspect. Instead, the giants in the financial and retail industries were very interested in Chen Zhengwei's proposal.

What’s more, this matter is very easy to do. Just assign a few people to do it and push it forward.

There is almost no risk, the investment is very small, and it requires a long time to operate.

But when things are successful, the profits are huge.

At the same time, everyone also gained a new understanding of Chen Zhengwei. Although Chen Zhengwei was indeed a thug... he was not like those gangs who just destroyed and plundered, and he had a long-term vision.

This can be seen from Chen Zhengwei's acquisition and development of a large number of industries and this proposal.

His style of doing things has also begun to change, and now he is more like a real capitalist, making profits through laws and promoting social development.

This is a good thing.

"By the way, I will push to open up the South American market! Sell those industrial products to South America to rapidly develop the West! You are welcome to invest!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

What those people think of him is what he wants to show.

After chatting with everyone for a while, Chen Zhengwei got up and left, going to the casino upstairs with Cicely.

"What do you think?" Jay Gould, Russell Sage and JP Morgan sat in a corner and chatted.

"Very interesting! He is right!" Russell Sage said with a smile. "But I will ask my team to calculate the specific data when I return!"

"What does Mr. Morgan think?" Jay Gould looked at JP Morgan.

"I strongly support it!" JP Morgan shook the wine glass in his hand. He actually didn't care much about this matter. His vision was more focused on the international level.

This has to do with his family background.

Chen Zhengwei's changes were what he cared about more...

This is the best news.

……

"Are you interested in doing something to promote women's rights?" Chen Zhengwei asked Cecily.

"I think art might be more suitable for me! Be a writer or a painter!" Cicely refused directly.

She didn't want to do anything so troublesome.

She doesn't have many goals for her career.

"I think you should have bigger ideals and do something for this world!" Chen Zhengwei seduced.

"I think it's good enough now! As long as people do their best and live happily, there is no need for so many people to leave their names in history!" Cicely still refused.

She was surprisingly stubborn in this regard.

She just didn't want to do anything.

Her family doesn't need her to do anything.

Her expectation for the future has always been to be a housewife, attend some social occasions, and do something related to art.

This made Chen Zhengwei a little angry, and he slapped her on the butt.

"Ah!" Cicely screamed in pain, then buried herself in Chen Zhengwei's arms, almost crying.

Seeing her like this, Chen Zhengwei lost his temper.

This guy belongs to the maltose category!
……

The opening of the Gold Club, especially the long guest list, was once again in the newspapers.

It caused quite a stir in the eastern region.

All the wealthy, middle-class, and even ordinary people in the East knew about this club in New York. The guest list on the opening day could buy half of the United States.

Even the words on the plaque are gold, so you can imagine how luxurious the interior is.

The club's reputation also spread directly.

……

Nathaniel hid in New Orleans for a few days, and the New Orleans police were looking for him everywhere during these days.

Fortunately, many black people provided him with help, so he was not caught.

"We need to have our own army to protect ourselves!"

"Like this time, what did the people of Treme District do wrong? Those policemen don't care whether they have committed any crime or not! In their eyes, we are always cattle to be slaughtered!"

“Although we are no longer slaves legally, in their hearts, we will always be slaves!”

"So we must have our own army to fight!" Nathaniel said loudly to the people around him.

And around him, hundreds of people gathered and listened to his words.

This is the back street. The conflict in the Treme district two days ago resulted in a large number of black people being killed or arrested, and thousands of people were thrown into cells.

Many of them are honest people.

This also caused the entire black community in New Orleans to become somewhat agitated, and this became an opportunity for Nathaniel.

"But this incident has also made each of us realize that we need more weapons to arm ourselves and protect ourselves," said Nathaniel.

"I need to leave here temporarily to seek help! When I come back, we won't be so weak anymore! We have to rescue all our captured compatriots!"

Nathaniel raised a huge sum of money, all squeezed out of the teeth of the black people.

Some small businessmen in the black community also gave him a lot of help.

Nathaniel then sneaked onto a train with his companions, taking a huge sum of more than six thousand dollars, and headed for Houston.

Not long after they came out of the train station, they saw Chinese people wearing gentlemen's suits standing on the street smoking.

Nathaniel's face suddenly showed joy, but he did not rush over.

Instead, he looked at it from a distance for a while and then said to his companion: "This is the territory of the KKK! A few months ago, there was no Chinese here."

"But now, the KKK has disappeared. These Chinese can live freely here and walk on the streets without any worries!"

"Everything they have achieved, they have achieved through struggle and fighting!"

“We want to be like them!”

……

Soon, Nathaniel met Schultz through the people left behind by Chen Zhengwei.

"So, you're from New Orleans?"

"Yes, a few months ago, I went to San Francisco to meet Mr. Chen! Mr. Chen said he could give us some help! We are here to seek help this time!"

"I didn't lie, you can go and verify it!"

"No, the boss has already told us. So what help do you need?"

"We want to buy a batch of weapons!" Nathaniel opened the worn leather bag that he was holding tightly in his hand and poured out a large number of coins and banknotes of various denominations.

"I brought six thousand two hundred and sixty-five dollars!"

(End of this chapter)