The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 94 Bewitching
The next day, when Chen Zhengwei was draining the water in the morning, he did not see Chen Qiaoniang and Chen Zhengwu on the first floor, nor in the yard, and he felt a little surprised.

Ask Li Xiwen to come and ask.

"Qiao Niang and Zheng Wu went to the martial arts gym, and my senior sister said she would teach them how to practice boxing!" Li Xiwen said honestly.

"Damn, why didn't you call me about this?" Chen Zhengwei was still concerned about Lin Changning. Her beauty was one thing, but the most important thing was Lin Changning's demeanor.

The heroism and stubbornness between his eyebrows really touched him.

"If I ask you to get up, you will scold me. Once you know the truth, you will go by yourself! Qiao Niang said so!" Li Xiwen sold Qiao Niang out directly.

"Who do you think I am? Am I unreasonable?" Chen Zhengwei asked back.

Li Xiwen looked at him silently without saying a word.

"Fuck, what are you looking at?" Chen Zhengwei slapped Li Xiwen on the back of the head and scolded him with a smile: "You little brat!"

The second sentence is about Qiao Niang.

Maybe it’s because she’s in contact with so many people now, all kinds of people, that this girl’s brain is becoming more and more active.

"But if I don't practice this skill for one day, my hands and feet will become slow, and if I don't practice it for two days, I will lose half of it. I have been a bit slack recently!" Chen Zhengwei began to reflect on himself three times a day.

Then he collapsed on the sofa and calculated that he still had more than 40,000 yuan, which seemed like a lot, but was actually not very useful.

I spent more than 7,000 yuan on this game yesterday.

This month, he has distributed more than 20,000 yuan, which means he makes money quickly and has a solid financial foundation.

If it were an ordinary hall, it would not be able to withstand it.

He was paralyzed for not long before Chen Zhenghu, Yan Qingyou, Xiucai and A'long all came over with excitement on their faces.

After taking down these two gangs, the size of their territory doubled.

The bigger the territory, the greater the room for advancement in their future careers!
Although they don't understand the words, they understand the principle.

Chen Zhengwei suddenly discovered that A-Long's braids had been cut.

Noticing Chen Zhengwei's gaze, A-Long took off his hat, revealing his big bald head. "I will work with Brother Wei from now on. I don't plan to go back. I will also follow Brother Wei's example and do as the Romans do. What do I need this braid for?"

This guy didn't look like a good person in the first place, and now he looks even more ferocious.

Chen Zhengwei pointed at A-Long and said with a smile: "You deserve to be promoted. Not only are you brave, but you also have a good brain and a sweet mouth!"

Although he never said it, he was quite displeased by those braids in his heart.

"Okay, go order some morning tea. I'll go upstairs to change my clothes." Chen Zhengwei waved his hand.
"What are you all doing here? Go and order morning tea!" Chen Zhengwei waved his hand and went upstairs to see Wanyun sitting in front of the mirror combing her hair.

When he went downstairs just now, Wanyun was combing her hair, and she is still combing her hair now.

"Can you be faster? We are just going to have a meal and I have to wait for you to comb your hair!" Chen Zhengwei said impatiently.

"Uncle Wei, wait for me, it will be ready soon!" Wan Yun turned her head and smiled at Chen Zhengwei. Her smile was soft, but her movements were still slow.

Chen Zhengwei looked unhappy. Wanyun was good in other aspects except that she was always a little unhurried, especially after they got to know each other better.

Chen Zhengwei has a quick-tempered personality and sometimes gets anxious when he sees her.

However, Chen Zhengwei decided to forgive her.

Because it is so soft, as soft as a glutinous rice ball, and you can knead it however you want.

"Sister Wanyun!"

"Miss Wanyun!"

When the others saw Chen Zhengwei and Wanyun coming downstairs, they stood up and greeted them.

……

After breakfast, Chen Zhengwei took a few people, followed by some men, and went to Lords Street for a walk. There were not as many casinos here as in Tavern Street, but it was not much less prosperous.

There are many shops and pedestrians coming and going, and Chinese workers can be seen hurrying by everywhere in the streets and alleys.

There were also some dirty Chinese people huddled in the shade at the foot of the wall to avoid the sun. They were thin, with dull eyes, and they kept yawning or scratching their bodies as if they had bugs on them.

"Brother Wei, these people are heavy smokers! They may die on the street one day!" Rong Jiacai said from the side, noticing Chen Zhengwei's gaze.

"You know, I'm kindhearted and I hate people like this." Chen Zhengwei pouted. "Let them all go away!"

"I can't control other places, but don't let me see any of them on my territory. The same goes for you. If anyone dares to touch this thing, I will break your legs!"

There are several types of heavy smokers. One type smokes a small amount, about one kilogram a year. Although they are somewhat addicted, at least they can work and support themselves, so they can be saved.

The other type is those who smoke several kilograms of drugs a year. There is basically no hope for them.

If you have a family background, it would be better. If you don’t have any, you will just be like those people on the street. Your body has long been ruined and you can’t even work.

Their eyes were dull, and if they didn't have opium to smoke, their whole bodies would itch, as if bugs were crawling on them.

These people survive by stealing and cheating in Chinatown, and they might die on the roadside one day.

After walking around Lord Street, the group came to Washington Alley, where nearly half of the shops were closed.

Because of the fight last night, this place is a little deserted now.

The shop owners on both sides were carefully looking at the people on the street, the new owners of this block. Some people wanted to come forward to talk to them, but they were driven away by the thugs before they could get close.

"Ayou, you've done a good job. You will hand over the fan stall to A'long later, and the two casinos on this street will be handed over to you!" Chen Zhengwei smiled and patted Yan Qingyou's shoulder, looking at the two casinos in front and said.

"The rules are the same as Aaron's. After deducting expenses, half of the profit will be paid."

"Thank you, Brother Wei!" Yan Qingyou knew that Chen Zhengwei would not treat him unfairly, but the fact that he bought two casinos at once still made him ecstatic.

When Yan Qingyou's younger brothers who were not far away heard this, they all showed excitement on their faces.

"Okay, go check out your casino! I have to go back and wait for Michael!" Chen Zhengwei patted Yan Qingyou on the back.

When Chen Zhengwei walked back, A-Long said with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Wei!"

"I'm having a party tonight, Brother Wei must come. I'll be embarrassed if you don't come!"

Aaron is in a very good mood now. Yan Qingyou has withdrawn from Sullivan Street, and he will be the only one dominating that street from now on.

Back at the casino, Chen Zhengwei waited for more than an hour before Michael brought people over.

"Give each of the brothers in the Investigation Bureau 30 yuan in chips. No matter how much you win, you can exchange it for cash and take it away!" Chen Zhengwei said in English with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen!" The copper buttons from the Investigation Bureau were very polite.

After all, the one who eats someone's food is soft-hearted, and the one who takes someone's food is short-handed.

"Michael, are you okay?" Chen Zhengwei and Michael chatted as they went upstairs.

"Of course I'm fine! I'm as strong as a bull!" Michael boasted.

"Whiskey!" Chen Zhengwei said to Wanyun. Wanyun took the glasses and poured them for both of them, then walked out.

Michael drank half a glass of whiskey before he spoke a little embarrassedly: "Chen, I came to see you about what happened yesterday."

"Don't worry, I said we are friends, I will definitely support you!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile. "I have already prepared the money!"

“But there’s still a little problem!”

"What?" Michael leaned forward slightly, listening.

"Michael, we are friends, and friends help each other. I am willing to help you, and I hope you can help me!" Chen Zhengwei said, shaking his wine glass.

"Of course!" Michael nodded.

"If you are promoted to police chief, what will your position be? For example, managing the entire patrol department, or being a detective..." Chen Zhengwei said, if Michael was transferred to a branch, then why was he busying himself so much?
Michael was stunned for a moment before saying:

"Chen, your question is difficult for me."

He was only thinking about getting promoted before, but didn't think about this problem.

"The chief of the patrol department is Old Owen, and the detective is Chief Evans..." Michael was a little distressed.

"Then, can Old Owen and Sheriff Evans be friends with me like you?" Chen Zhengwei asked first.

"Old Owen is an arrogant Englishman! He hates Chinese people. Evans, I'm not familiar with him." Michael shrugged, his brows tightly knitted together.

"The relationship between you Irish and the British is not very good! Even though you are all Americans now!" Chen Zhengwei said meaningfully.

At this time, Ireland was ruled by Britain, but the Irish had been resisting and relations between the two sides were very poor.

Even in the United States, the "aristocrats" from Britain looked down on the Irish peasants.

"Yes, old Owen gave me a lot of trouble."

"Then it's very simple, maybe old Irving should retire!" Chen Zhengwei smiled brightly.

"He's only in his fifties..." Michael said halfway and suddenly looked up.

"I think retiring due to injury is a good idea?" Chen Zhengwei snapped his fingers.

"FUCK!" Michael's eyes widened and he stood up by the table.

He knew that Chen Zhengwei was a very brave guy, but this was too big and scared him!
"There are always some accidents in this world! We don't want to see them, but this is how the world is!" Chen Zhengwei shook his wine glass.

"Michael, he's in your way."

"If it weren't for him, maybe you should have been promoted a long time ago instead of sitting here discussing this with me."

Chen Zhengwei took a sip of whiskey, casually placed the glass on the table, and made a devilishly bewitching sound.

"Michael, each of us not only represents ourselves, but also represents many people. For example, I have so many people working for me. And you... you have your wife, children, friends, and even your ethnic group behind you... You should work hard for them to live a better life!"

"You don't have a good relationship with Old Owen, and Old Owen doesn't like you either. Do you want to hurt those you care about and put them in trouble because of someone who dislikes or even hates you?"

"Don't talk, Chen!" Michael took a few deep breaths and then drank the whiskey in the glass.

He felt that Chen Zhengwei in front of him was like a devil, and every word he said was gnawing at his heart.

Chen Zhengwei smiled and poured Michael another half glass of wine.

"You need some wine to calm down!"

"It's an easy choice, even if it's just for yourself!"

(End of this chapter)