America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 305 Transnational Venture Capital

The furnishings in the room are not complicated, and can even be said to be a bit simple.

There are various black and white photos hanging on the wall, some alone and some together.

The clarity of the photo is worrying, but the owner of the photo can still be identified.

Because Sergio's beard is really too conspicuous.

"This is a photo of me when I was studying in the United States." Sergio proudly introduced Chen Jianqiu to Chen Jianqiu while holding a pipe in his mouth. "It was really a nostalgic time."

In this era, Mexicans who have the conditions to study in the United States must not have that simple family background.

"Your parents must be proud of you." Chen Jianqiu looked at those photos and said casually.

Sergio took a puff of his pipe and stared at the photos, as if reminiscing about something, without speaking.

"We used to be a big family." Romero interjected from the side, "Reviving the family has always been my brother's long-cherished wish."

"So I returned to my country and joined former President Mr. Díaz and became a member of the Porfirio faction." Sergio still seemed to be stuck in memories.

"This old antique doesn't look down on us at all. He only wants to maintain his power here. What's ridiculous is that my innocent brother actually still misses his daughter."

"You should be lucky to have met a well-known figure on the US-Mexico border."

"Are you referring to Juarez?" Chen Jianqiu pointed to the window and asked.

Sergio paints a beautiful blueprint for Chen Jianqiu.

Then he continued:

"Large plantation owners, priests, soldiers, local chiefs, bandits, everyone has their own agenda and wants a piece of the pie."

Chen Jianqiu thought for a moment before speaking:

"He assigned us to various places and constrained each other with the local chief executives, causing us to fight against each other."

"The reason why you didn't die on the border and are still standing here talking to me is because of Mr. Chen." Sergio pointed to Chen Jianqiu next to him.

"So, you are still a 'Conglong minister'. I would like to ask, why haven't you tried to seek more development in Mexico City?" Chen Jianqiu sat on the chair and asked.

Sergio laughed too, and the laughter echoed in the room:

"Mr. Chen, if you really knew Gutierrez, you wouldn't say such things."

Sergio glanced at Romero who was standing there, with a look of hatred on his face.

He snorted.

"What's the bargaining chip I need to pay?"

He took off the ring from his hand and handed it to Abiot along with the list:

Sergio held the pipe in his hand, with a wry smile on his face: "President Díaz came to power through a coup, and of course he understands what the army and officers mean."

"You are a famous and wealthy person. This has nothing to do with your skin color, but your pursuit of wealth." Sergio said based on his own understanding, "You shouldn't refuse a plan to get rich, right?

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"Cooperation?" Theoggio glanced at Chen Jianqiu, "Mr. Chen, the situation in Mexico, especially in border cities like Juarez, is more complicated than you think."

After that, he turned around and left the house.

"Yes, Mr. Chen." Sergio stood up and walked to Chen Jianqiu.

"Although he will not give me direct help, he will turn a blind eye to the winner as long as it does not pose a threat to him."

"We people represent emerging forces. This country needs change, needs to learn from its neighbors in the north, and needs them to bring technology, funds and systems to save the poverty and backwardness here!"

Confusing? Complex?

Chen Jianqiu's eyes lit up.

This former American student yearned endlessly for the neighboring country in the north that had been transformed by machinery and railways.

"How could I not know you? There are not many big shots named Chen on the US-Mexico border."

"Boss, do you really think this person is trustworthy?" Abiot asked a little suspiciously.

"Oh?" Chen Jianqiu was a little interested, but the expression on his face still didn't change much.

He could understand Sergio's English and no translation was needed.

"Six years ago in Tlaxcala, my brothers and I shouted 'Long live Díaz' and fought against the government troops. It is not modest to say that we made a major contribution to Mr. Díaz's entry into the presidential palace."

"A batch of guns, ammunition, and some funds." Sergio was very direct and took out a list from the cabinet.

He burst out laughing:

Chen Jianqiu stood up and took Sergio's hand that was stretched out to him.

"You know me?"

He still wanted to get angry, but suddenly realized that Chen Jianqiu was still by his side.

Sergio shook his head: "No, he has only nominally left the position of president, but in fact he still controls Mexican politics."

His eyes finally moved back from the photo.

He held the pipe in his hand and stared at Chen Jianqiu: "Do you think they will give you this opportunity?"

These two words are his favorite.

Chen Jianqiu didn't say anything. He wanted to see what the Mexican soldier had planned.

"I know that you business people like the word 'investment', which means a certain risk in exchange for a certain return." He bent down and whispered to Chen Jianqiu, "And I am a suitable investment target.

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Sergio continued in his own words: "As for Gutierrez? He is the largest hacienda owner of this generation, before the title of the song and after the title of the song."

After the other two people went out, Chen Jianqiu looked at Sergio:

"Without money, you can't support too many people." He pointed to the soldiers standing outside the window.

"They are all new recruits that I have recalled. It is already the limit to be able to support so many people."

"So, what can I gain?" Chen Jianqiu leaned on the back of his chair, crossed his fingers, and looked at Sergio with interest.

Chen Jianqiu and Abiot left the station of the rural mounted patrol.

Like a politician, he made all kinds of promises to try to get Chen Jianqiu on board.

"Sit." Sergio pointed to the chairs next to the table and motioned for Chen Jianqiu and Abiot to sit down.

He waved at Romero: "You can go out, Mr. Chen and I still have something to say."

"Talk Camilla and ask her to go back to Roswell and send someone to bring these quantities of guns and ammunition. Remember, in two batches."

Chen Jianqiu was noncommittal.

"As I said before, they, the large estate owners, hate all capital, hate science, and they hate all kinds of new things. Only President Díaz and us will be happy to embrace all of this!"

"The actual controller of Roswell, the chairman of the board of directors of the Santa Fe Railroad, the controller of the Roswell Military Factory, if I remember correctly, your guns have been sold to Texas."

"I can give you special investment treatment in Juarez. You can build factories here, buy land here, including mines, and hire our cheap workers."

Sergio smiled, with a hint of Mexican cunning:

"So, why don't I talk to Gutierrez directly? If you tell me all this, aren't you afraid that I will turn around and tell him?"

On the way, he told Abiot what happened just now.

I don’t know if Sergio is trustworthy, but he is by no means an easy person to control.

"Brother! That's love! Love is great! It can surpass everything!" Romero bit his lip in protest.

Sergio said proudly: "I know New Mexico better than the Americans in New Mexico."

"Behind me, standing is the most powerful man in this country, Diaz."

Chen Jianqiu said nothing and waited quietly for him to finish.

"Shut up!" Sergio slammed the table.

"Hasn't President Díaz's term expired?" Abiot suddenly interjected at an inappropriate time.

Chen Jianqiu bowed and winked at Abiot, signaling him to go out first.

"Deal, you will receive the gun you want in a few days."

Sergio's voice was full of enthusiasm: "My strength is far more than what you see."

"Oh?" Chen Jianqiu narrowed his eyes.

Chen Jianqiu heard some unwillingness and resentment from Sergio's words, so he tried to use words to tease him: "Then why don't you try to cooperate with the Archon and the others?"

"In addition, tell her to choose two hundred well-trained warriors to come over and cross the border directly to wait for us near Juarez."

Abiot remained silent and followed the order.

Chen Jianqiu glanced at Sergio's station and touched his chin.

Juarez, this place is great.

(End of chapter)