The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 751: Good People Must Be Pointed at Guns
Nanjing, dock.

Several young men in their twenties were saying goodbye at the dock.

"Brother Weiting, Brother Buwu, why don't you wait until after the New Year to consider going out to sea?" a young man said reluctantly.

"It would be a waste of time to continue now. So, we might as well set off early and see the scenery overseas. Maybe we can even celebrate the New Year in Los Angeles!" Yuan Shikai laughed heartily, his whole body full of the vigor and vitality of a young man.

After failing the autumn examination again, he stayed in Nanjing for a month, where he heard a lot of news about the United States and Chen Zhengwei from businessmen traveling from all over the country, as well as what had happened recently on the Malay Peninsula.

The imperial court was incompetent and overseas Chinese were bullied. However, Chen Zhengwei saved a large number of Chinese in the Malay Peninsula and massacred many indigenous people.

"A real man should be like this! Today I will follow Ban Chao's example and give up writing to join the army!" Yuan Shikai said immediately, and then made up his mind to set sail for Los Angeles.

Going out to sea with him was his good friend Xu Shichang.

The two of them had not yet made up their minds to join Chen Zhengwei, but instead planned to go and see the customs and practices of foreign countries first, just to broaden their horizons.

Then make a decision.

“The road is long and the mountains are high, but I wish you a safe journey!”

……

Two days later, Chen Zhengwei was sitting in a luxury carriage, playing Gobang with Wanyun to pass the time.

Lin Changning sat aside and watched "The Biography of Lincoln". She hated playing Go with these two people the most.

Never won.

I don't like playing checkers with these two people.

Didn't enjoy bowling with these two.

Didn't enjoy playing golf with these two.

The situation on the chessboard was very tense, with large areas of black and white chess pieces intertwined. Chen Zhengwei looked serious, and he even wanted to throw the chessboard onto Li Xiwen's head.

Li Xiwen sat on the side and talked in a low voice with Datouzi and Zhang Ziang, just like a fly, buzzing, buzzing.

It bothers me to see him.

He finally managed to finish the game of chess patiently, then he let out a long breath, smashed the wooden chessboard with a slap, and sneered: "So what if it's Mazu? Is she that great? My fate is determined by me, not by God!"

"Don't you think I won?"

Wan Yun smiled and said, "Master Wei always wins!"

"Of course, no one is better at chess than me!" Chen Zhengwei leaned back in his chair and reached out to take the cigar.

Zhang Ziang beside him was still whispering to Li Xiwen: "Miss Wanyun is very good at chess?"

He didn't understand why Chen Zhengwei and Wanyun were so serious when playing chess and why they could even say "My fate is in my own hands".

Although it is indeed very imposing, it is a bit weird.

"It's not a question of how powerful it is...it's that kind of..." Li Xiwen carefully thought about how to say this.

Even if Wanyun plays chess with her eyes closed, few people can beat her.

Chen Zhengwei slapped Li Xiwen on the head: "What are you mumbling about?"

"Just now you were the one who kept buzzing and disturbing me, otherwise I would have won long ago!"

After slapping Li Xiwen, Chen Zhengwei finally felt relieved.

The air in the car is much better.

In the distance, Lin Mingsheng and Zhang Yan were drinking tea. Seeing this scene, Lin Mingsheng shook his head slightly.

Chen Zhengwei's habit of venting his anger on others is something he cannot change.

The group took a train to Los Angeles and arrived in Los Angeles after a day and a night. Before entering the station, they looked at the bright sunshine outside, and the sunshine seemed to shine into their hearts, and the group was in a very good mood.

The winter in San Francisco is always gloomy and wet everywhere, like a wet towel wrapping the entire city. The exterior walls of the buildings are wet and mold can be seen everywhere.

Sometimes there was no sun to be seen for weeks, and it seemed like it would never end.

Los Angeles is the complete opposite. Many people in San Francisco say that God gave all the sunshine here, and the sunshine here has a unique lazy flavor.

As you approach the train station, you can see factories and apartments gradually growing on both sides.

Although there were few women and children, most Chinese people were working at this time, but there were also some people basking in the sun on the street.

Da Tou Zai and Zhang Ziang both looked out the window, their eyes fixed.

"This is Los Angeles, our Chinese city!" Li Xiwen introduced with some pride.

“It’s sunny here all year round!”

The train entered the railway station. All the carriages were closed and the passengers inside were waiting quietly.

Yung Wing, dressed in a gentleman's suit, was waiting on the platform with his men. Then the door of the luxury carriage at the front was opened, and some men got off the train and stood alert to the surroundings.

Then Chen Zhengwei came out of the car wearing a shirt and trousers.

"Boss, you are finally here!" Yung Wing came up to them with a smile.

"It's so hot today, aren't you hot wearing so many clothes?" Looking at Yung Wing's gentleman's suit, Chen Zhengwei felt hot.

There is a simple shed above the platform to block the rain and sunlight, but the sunlight reflected from afar is still a bit dazzling, especially for those who have just escaped from the rain in San Francisco.

"I'm used to it!" Rong Hong said with a smile, then said hello to Lin Changning and others, and the group got on the carriage and left.

Then the other carriages of the train were opened and the passengers got off the train with their luggage.

The group went directly to the manor in downtown Los Angeles and settled down there.

Chen Zhengwei has many estates in Los Angeles. The largest one is the one located in Pasadena, covering an area of 121 square kilometers, which is larger than Los Angeles.

But not only did Lin Changning not like to go, even Chen Zhengwei didn't want to go anymore after going there once.

That place is no different from being thrown into the wilderness.

But the situation will get better once the road is repaired and there are cars.

In addition, there are three estates in Hollywood Hills and Beverly Hills, and an estate is being planned on the cliffs of Malibu Coast.

However, there are not enough people to build it, so we have to wait until other manors are built before we can move in.

This is the only place I can live in for now.

However, although this manor is the smallest, it covers an area of only a little over five acres and a land area of 2 square meters. It has a three-story building and two two-story buildings, a garden and lawn, and is located in the city center, which is relatively convenient.

After entering the manor, Lin Changning asked people to move the things in, and directed the people upstairs and downstairs to put the things down and arrange them.

Chen Zhengwei and Yung Wing were sitting in the living room chatting.

"There are more than 12 Chinese people in Los Angeles now. Most of them work in factories, a small number work on surrounding farms, and some businesses..."

"More than 90% of them are young and strong men... This is the biggest problem now! I'm worrying about this and my hair is almost turning white!" Yung Wing said with a wry smile.

There were only 1 women, and these were the many that Chen Zhengwei had brought in with the pig boats. However, there were also some Chinese women in San Francisco.

And some of the women in Los Angeles are actually Chinese who married Mexicans, Irish, or Italians.

"We're already trying to find a solution!" Chen Zhengwei said. He knew this matter was troublesome, but there was no other way but to do it step by step.

"Let those people go to the casinos and brothels to use up their extra energy!"

"The biggest project in Los Angeles right now is to dredge and expand the port so that large ships can dock. In addition, schools and some factory areas are also being built..."

Chen Zhengwei listened casually. After a while, seeing that Yung Wing was talking more and more nonsense and had no intention of stopping, he interrupted him and said, "You are the mayor of Los Angeles. You don't have to tell me all these in detail! I am not interested in listening either."

"Okay, the important things have been said. You don't have to listen to the rest." Yung Wing then smiled. He finally caught Chen Zhengwei and told him these things.

He is almost dying of exhaustion as he has to take care of so many things here by himself.

"There is another thing... I heard that some people are dissatisfied with you." Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"It's the Chinese businessmen in the factory area, right? They have some ideas, but I don't agree." Yung Wing said directly. "Boss, what do you think about this?"

Some Chinese businessmen feel that the land prices in the factory area are too expensive, and Los Angeles has requirements on factory buildings and garbage disposal.

A group of people came together to find him, wanting to build a factory on the edge of Los Angeles and take over a large area of surrounding land.

But as far as he knew, those Chinese businessmen were optimistic about the development of Los Angeles and wanted to buy land in the suburbs at high prices under the guise of building factories, but they were rejected by Yung Wing, which made many people dissatisfied with him.

Especially...some of them are members of the Chinese General Chamber of Commerce.

He was not in a hurry to explain, he wanted to know Chen Zhengwei's attitude more.

"Yong Wing, do you know what the biggest difference between you and me is?" Chen Zhengwei smiled and asked back.

"I don't have the boss's vision and courage!" Yung Wing said immediately.

"Not really." Chen Zhengwei waved his hand.

"The biggest difference is that you are a nice person and I am not!"

"You are a good person, and they know you are a good person. You always do what you think is good, and then if they are a little dissatisfied, they will blame you! Anyway, you are a good person, so it's no big deal even if they offend you."

"I point a gun at them every day and kill them if they don't like me. All they think about every day is how to avoid making me angry. Then one day I put down the gun and have a meal with them and smile at them, and they will be grateful."

"Do you understand? Good people have to be pointed at guns!"

"You were involved in the creation of the Jiangnan Arsenal before, and later served as a deputy minister in New York, taking care of those Chinese children studying in the United States. Only now have you taken charge of a region here! You always think about other things, want to do everything well, want to take care of everyone... This is impossible!"

"You have to show your toughness and let others find ways to do what you want. Instead of taking care of them!"

"If I were to...find a chance to catch a few of them and hang them, and then find a reason to swallow up their property...confiscate it! Then the others would know what to do!" Chen Zhengwei almost said that he would swallow up their property.

Then concluded:

"If you want to govern a place well, you can't be a purely good person!"

"A purely good person is a mediocrity!"

If it were in the past, Chen Zhengwei would have simply picked out a few typical examples and had them hanged.

Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey.

But now he was too lazy to care about such trivial matters and left it to Yung Wing to deal with it himself.

"Also, have you all forgotten one thing? This land in Los Angeles, although nominally belongs to the city of Los Angeles...it's actually mine!"

(End of this chapter)