The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 72 Tough
Rong Jiacai took people to the Investigation Bureau, and with them was a translator named Lin Yuchang.

"Xiucai, I don't have much to do with Ansongtang, and I have never done anything to let you down. Please don't hurt me!"

Lin Yuchang said as he walked.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? I asked you to help translate it!"

"Have you ever thought about working with Brother Wei? We can't treat you unfairly. Right now we are in great need of people like you who can deal with foreigners."

The brokers over there in the square all have connections with the gang, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to do this business.

However, their relationship with the gang is not very close. After all, they make a living by talking and having connections, so they don't have to fight with others.

The gang let them borrow their names, and they had to pay a sum of money to the gang every month. They would also act as translators when needed.

Lin Yuchang is actually from Ansongtang, and also from Xinning.

Fatty Li and others had all died before, and almost all of the Xinning people under Fatty Li's command had also died. He was the only one left, and he had not dared to show up for many days.

He had helped Rong's people find jobs before, so he had met Rong Jiacai twice.

After he found out the situation clearly these few days, he was still wondering whether to go find Rong Jiacai when Rong Jiacai brought people to his door.

"Let me think about it!" Lin Yuchang hesitated after hearing Rong Jiacai's words.

The main reason is that Chen Zhengwei and his group are too troublesome and have many enemies. If you help them, you might be implicated one day, and you might even lose your life.

"What are you considering? Do you have any choice? Come and work with us, and then we will all be good brothers!" Rong Jiacai said with a smile.

The group arrived at the Investigation Bureau, pushed the door open and saw the staff on duty.

The staff on duty inside wanted to scold them when they saw a group of Chinese people rushing in, but Rong Jiacai spotted one of them at a glance and pointed at him.

The man was one of Michael's men, and he also recognized Rong Jiacai and others.

After all, Chen Zhengwei's men are easy to identify.

These days, when I work with Chen Zhengwei, I feel a bit like a bandit.

Even if other Chinese people wore the same clothes, they didn't have this kind of gangster-like air.

Not to mention that Rong Jiacai is also an important figure under Chen Zhengwei, whom he has met twice before.

He immediately said to the others: "I know them."

Then he stood up and walked to Rong Jiacai: "Why are you here?"

"Where is your boss Michael?" Rong Jiacai asked. He knew such simple English.

"Let's go out and talk!" The foreigner's face changed slightly, and then he led everyone outside.

"What are you doing here?"

"We are looking for Michael!" Rong Jiacai asked Lin Yuchang to translate.

"We have taken care of all the casinos in Chinatown. But there are still some people who don't know the current situation and are dissatisfied. Brother Wei wants you to go and clean up their place!"

Lin Yuchang was a little surprised when translating because Rong Jiacai's tone was very firm.

He subconsciously translated it as "Brother Wei hopes you guys go and clean up their place!"

"The captain has gone home. I will tell him tomorrow!" said the foreigner. He couldn't make a decision on such matters.

"No!" Rong Jiacai thought of Chen Zhengwei's order to him, and said directly and firmly: "If you still want to get the money, take us to find Michael now."

The ghost hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll take you to find him, and you can talk to him then. As for the rest, I can't help you!"

Only then did Rong Jiacai smile.

Michael's residence was not too far away, on a street two blocks away, and it was all two-story wooden buildings.

"You wait here!" Michael's men said when they reached the intersection.

He was just afraid that bringing people directly to Michael's house would make Michael unhappy.

However, from this place, one can see the location of Michael's house. Rong Jiacai watched the foreigner walk to a door and knock on it.

……

At this time, Michael was eating soup made of mutton, potatoes, carrots, onions and bread at home. Opposite him were two boys, the older one was seven or eight years old, and the younger one was four or five years old.

His wife was holding a girl in her arms and was chattering: "Sean should go to school... I think we should move to another place. The kids in the nearby school... you know, they don't like to study very much, I'm afraid Sean will be influenced by them..." "And the Wilson family next door is too noisy, I can't sleep well recently... and many of the floors here are deformed and always make creaking noises..."

"I recently made some inquiries and found a nice house two streets away. It's made of brick and stone, with bright windows and good sound insulation... and the school there is better too..."

"What's the point of learning so much? The truly useful things are not what are taught in school." Michael said with some disdain. He is a typical Irishman and hates school education.

"But the Wilson family next door is a bit noisy... they have too many children..."

Michael calculated in his mind that he still had... 600 yuan... Well, that was a considerable sum of money for an ordinary family.

But it is still too little to buy a house.

"Let's wait a few more months!" Michael said after thinking about it.

He just reached an agreement with those Chinese people two days ago.

In the future, I will be able to get 600 yuan a week. After deducting the share given to my subordinates and the money I spend on managing my superiors, I will have 350 yuan left every week, which is 1400 yuan a month.

It only takes half a year to buy a new house.

The prerequisite is that he will never play cards again in the future.

But with this money, I can live a good life even if I play cards occasionally.

While they were talking, there was a knock on the door.

Michael's wife opened the door and saw one of Michael's men outside.

"Good evening, ma'am!" Michael's men greeted after taking off their hats.

"Are you looking for Michael? Would you like to try the stew I made first?" Michael's wife asked with a smile.

"Looks like you have something to talk to me about! You guys eat first!" Michael saw his men winking at him, put down his spoon and stood up.

The two came to the door and Michael asked, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Chen's men are here! They're at the intersection!"

A moment later, Michael arrived at the intersection.

"Officer Michael!" Rong Jiacai was still very polite to Michael.

"I'm off work! Why are you looking for me at this time?" Michael said a little unhappily. On the way here, he had already learned the general situation from his subordinates.

"Our boss said that this involves your own interests and you must resolve it! Otherwise you won't get a penny in Chinatown in the future!" Although Rong Jiacai was polite, his words remained firm.

The more Lin Yuchang translated, the more frightened he became. Rong Jiacai's tone was too harsh. That Mr. Chen was simply ordering these foreigners to do things.

He was a little worried that the foreigner in front of him would get angry, because this kind of thing happened frequently.

These foreigners are happy to get benefits, but they will turn against you when you turn against them.

"Are you ordering me around?" Michael asked angrily.

Lin Yuchang thought to himself, as expected.

It's different inside Chinatown and outside Chinatown. Rong Jiacai and his men have been doing too well in Chinatown recently. Maybe they can be so tough and domineering inside Chinatown.

But if you do the same thing with foreigners, it's easy to mess things up.

Lin Yuchang whispered his concerns to Rong Jiacai.

Rong Jiacai was a little worried, but he still said firmly: "No, I'm telling you a fact! Mr. Chen said that it must be resolved now! Otherwise, don't even think about getting a penny in Chinatown in the future!"

Michael glared at Rong Jiacai for a long time with gritted teeth. He really wanted to turn hostile right now, but when he thought about the money he would get, and then thought about what his wife had just said about the house...

"Chinamen, you shouldn't talk to me like that! I'll talk to Chen about this!" Michael gritted his teeth and pointed at Rong Jiacai's chest with his finger, then turned around and went back to get his coat.

Looking at Michael turning away, Lin Yuchang sighed inwardly: "It's screwed!"

But what does this have to do with him?
But a few minutes later, Michael was seen walking out of the house wearing an FBI jacket.

Rong Jiacai couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, his eyes bright.

Won!

He felt like he had won!
(End of this chapter)