I was the Founding Father of the United States

Chapter 177 The Journey West 3: Boss Chen's Girlfriend Group

It really is William Franklin's damned bastard son!

After hearing John Campbell's description, Chen Wenbin's face turned ashen.

Besides the urge to kill the traitor, he was also filled with confusion and incomprehension.

He simply couldn't understand why that guy would choose to betray him.

Given his relationship with the fat man, William Franklin would inevitably be one of the key members of his system, and would not lack wealth and power in the future.

Even before William fled, his annual salary exceeded 500 pounds. In addition, Boss Chen issued stock options for Southern Development Company and Robin Company to the management last year. After a few years, including dividends, his annual income will definitely reach 700 to 800 pounds, which is the income level of a British Army brigadier general!

Isn't this much better than a governor who is constrained by the colonial parliament, has little real power, and offends people?

Look at Lieutenant Colonel John Campbell in front of me; he is a truly wise man who knows how to make choices.

Two thousand pounds a year certainly wouldn't buy his loyalty, but it would definitely shut him up, and that fellow William Franklin actually chose to report him to London without any benefit whatsoever.

I never imagined that someone as shrewd as the old fat man would have such a complete idiot as his son!

What a tiger father and his dog son!

Chen Wenbin sighed, forced a smile at John Campbell who looked somewhat uneasy, and said in a sad tone, "I'm sorry, John, I'm sorry you had to see this—I really didn't expect William to do this!"

He and his father are really good friends!

My God!

Maybe I did something that caused him to misunderstand!

Seeing this, John Campbell quickly reassured him, "No! Your Excellency! I can sense your loyalty to His Majesty the King, but as for Mr. William's actions—I cannot comment!"

But I can assure you, I will absolutely not tell him about your situation!

Chen Wenbin nodded slightly, thought for a moment, and smiled, "There's no need to keep everything from him. You still have to report back to London!"

Just let me see the letter before you send it out. I believe that if you describe it truthfully, you can clear up any misunderstandings William and some people in London have about me!

John Campbell was taken aback, but under Chen Wenbin's gaze, he couldn't bring himself to refuse and could only nod with a wry smile.

"As you wish, Your Excellency!"

"That's right!"

Chen Wenbin stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and warmly invited, "Come on! I'll take you to try my chef Lucas's cooking. He's making barbecue and pancakes today, perfect for the outdoors!"

As he spoke, he took the other person's arm and led them out of the tent.

John Campbell dared not refuse and had no choice but to follow him to a dining tent specially prepared for Governor Chen.

As soon as he entered the tent, he was captivated by the scene inside and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

It wasn't because of a chef in a white hat grilling beef and lamb skewers over charcoal, but because of the seven or eight beautiful women sitting at the two tables on the right!

He had certainly seen beautiful women, but he had never seen beautiful women from England, Ireland, Germany, France, Iberia, or even Slavic countries gathered in the same tent!

"—Are they pretty, John?"

Chen Wenbin took a skewer of lamb from the chef, sat down opposite him, and asked with a smile.

"————What?"

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John Campbell's gaze never left the young woman who looked like an angel, with flawless white skin and platinum blonde hair, but he immediately realized that this was Governor Chen's private tent!

The women inside—of course, are all the Governor's women!

Combined with the rumors that Governor Chen was extremely lecherous and owned a Turkish Sultan-style harem on his own estate, he quickly withdrew his gaze.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency! I—"

"Haha! It's okay!"

Chen Wenbin waved his hand dismissively, then turned around and glanced at him, laughing, "Who were you looking at just now? Was it Little Eleven?"

"eleven?"

John Campbell paused, then looked at the woman with the angelic face—the number eleven, what kind of name is that?

"Oh! It really is Little Eleven!"

Chen Wenbin followed his gaze, then waved behind him and said, "Little Eleven! Come here!"

To John Campbell's astonishment, the angelic-looking young blonde actually put down her bread, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and walked over.

What surprised him even more was that this woman, the most beautiful he had ever seen, was already pregnant!

Even that loose-fitting printed maxi dress couldn't hide her protruding belly—who got her pregnant?

Then he saw Governor Chen across from him smiling as he pulled the blonde beauty onto his lap, seemingly speaking to her in Dutch.

After Governor Chen coaxed the blonde beauty a couple of times, she blushed and turned to him in English, saying, "Sir, do you think I'm beautiful?"

"----ah?"

Lieutenant Colonel Campbell was stunned. He couldn't remember the last time he had blushed, but he was now certain that he blushed very embarrassingly.

"—Alright, stop joking!"

Chen Wenbin patted the hand of the beauty in his arms and introduced her to Campbell with a smile: "This is Annabella, the daughter of a bankrupt Dutch banker, and now my mistress—my dear Annabella, look!"

You have completely captivated our Vice Governor!

Upon hearing this, Annabella reached out and playfully patted the man's arm, then stood up and formally introduced herself to Campbell: "Excuse me, Vice Governor, I am Annabella Aleister, and my master—oh, I should say my lover Robin—is a very special man with an astonishing need in that area."

And in order to pay off my father's debts and continue to live in this cruel world, I have no choice but to share him with my other sisters—well, have a nice day.

After saying this, she lifted her skirt, bowed to the dazed Campbell in a noble curtsy, and turned back to the dining table. The other women in the tent all wore expressions of disappointment, seemingly regretting that they hadn't seen the show they had expected.

Chen Wenbin didn't care at all that Annabella left without saying goodbye.

Firstly, she was already pregnant, and secondly, these women were not his slaves; on the contrary, apart from Makareva and Vatsediva, the others had at least received a good education.

Annabella, for example, was even raised from childhood to be the mistress of a noble family—her father, Victor Aleister, intended to marry her off to the heir of a small state in the Holy Roman Empire in order to enhance the family's influence.

But who would have thought that the North German grain speculation, which was supposed to be a sure-fire way to make a fortune, would fail because of the questionable actions of King Frederick II of Prussia!

Because of excessive leverage, Victor went bankrupt and was forced to flee to London with his family, where he happened to meet Richard, the butler who was helping Chen Wenbin find a beautiful maid.

Annabella then entered Robin's mansion and became Mr. Chen's maid, while her father-in-law Victor also got a job at Robin's Trading Company, helping Mr. Chen recruit female immigrants in the German region.

While the other women didn't suffer as much as Annabella, who fell from grace, they were mostly descendants of minor noble families who had fallen on hard times or daughters of bankrupt merchants—the only truly commoner women were those two Slavic girls.

After all, Master Chen had his requirements for women. Even if he didn't have a soul connection with her, she couldn't just be an illiterate village woman, could she?

He treats all of his dozen or so women with considerable respect, not only in terms of material comforts but also in terms of their personal dignity.

He didn't like to be condescending and make women afraid of him; instead, he wanted them to be happy, because only when they were happy could Master Chen be even happier.

So rather than saying he built a harem, it's more accurate to say he was simultaneously dating more than a dozen girlfriends and lovers.

After all, his main purpose in seeking out these women was to have children, and his secondary purpose was to please himself.

If the child's mother is afraid of him, it will only create hidden dangers and obstacles for the future father-son relationship. He has no need to cause trouble for himself just to satisfy a little desire to conquer and possess.

Therefore, the atmosphere in Mr. Chen's large family is actually very relaxed, and he has made things very clear to all the women in advance.

They can simply give birth to two children, take a sum of money, and choose to leave. They can enjoy a peaceful life or find another man to marry; he doesn't care at all.

However, if she remarries or chooses to live a free life, he will no longer provide any financial assistance.

This is essentially a mutually agreeable transaction, not a form of personal control and enslavement.

It was precisely because of his honest and equal attitude that Annabella and the others went from being cautious at the beginning to becoming more and more relaxed, and now they almost regard him as a shared husband and boyfriend.

John Campbell was completely unaware of these details; he simply thought the guy opposite him was incredibly enviable!

My God!

All eight beautiful women in the tent belong to him alone. Isn't he afraid of dying of exhaustion in bed at night?

Furthermore, does this comply with the Christian requirement of monogamy?

"—John, I know what you want to ask."

11

Chen Wenbin took a bite of beef skewers, raised his glass and took a sip of beer brewed by Hannah Tripp, glanced back at the little cow whispering to Annabella, and shook his head at Campbell, saying, "My family is now down to just me, so I have to have more children to make sure my family bloodline doesn't die out."

And as Annabella just said, my needs are far stronger than those of ordinary people, so—”

He shrugged and said, "You can't expect me to take care of it with my hands, can you?"

"...

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John Campbell has never been so speechless in his life; it's just too infuriating!

He gritted his teeth and said, "—Doesn't your wife mind? I heard she's from the Spencer family!"

"Diana and I have a very good relationship, and she doesn't object to me having illegitimate children."

Chen Wenbin said matter-of-factly, "Anyway, my children with Annabella and the others won't affect Diana's children's inheritance rights. Even if I give away a portion of my assets, the rest will be enough to make William the richest man in North America."

"Besides, I had already made a will to donate half of my estate after my death, and Diana agreed to it."

John Campbell clenched his fist, exhaled, and said, "—And what of your faith, my Lord Governor!"

Sensing that he was about to break this guy's defenses, Chen Wenbin shook his head and did not give a direct answer.

"John, let me ask you a question. Do you know how many lovers Francis Russell, the heir to the Duke of Bedford, has?"

"----have no idea!"

"At least four!"

Chen Wenbin held up four fingers and waved them in front of him, saying confidently, "I'm ten times richer than that Francis Russell guy! He has four lovers, I only have fifteen, which is actually quite few!"

John Campbell paused, this...this seems to make sense—no!

This isn't right!

He wanted to say something more, but then he saw Governor Chen get up and call the chef Lucas to take the leg of lamb out of the oven and put it on the table.

Then he picked up a plate and knife and personally sliced ​​over a dozen pieces of meat. He then found a bottle of seasoning powder and a sealed bottle of barbecue sauce in a box next to the grill. He brushed the sauce onto one half of the plate and sprinkled the other half with seasoning. Finally, he handed the plate to John Campbell, laughing, "Eat up, John! This is my exclusive secret seasoning and sauce; you absolutely won't find it anywhere else! It gives me a real appetite and energy!"

Chef Lucas also came over with a smile and chimed in, "You're absolutely right, Mr. Vice Governor! You must try it! These two seasonings paired with roasted lamb are an absolute delicacy!"

Upon hearing this, Campbell could only take the plate, fork up a piece of seasoned roast meat, and put it in his mouth—instantly, a sharp, burning pain exploded in his mouth.

He covered his mouth in shock and exclaimed, "—My God! There's gunpowder in this?"

"—It's chili powder from Mexico!"

Seeing that he didn't vomit, Chen Wenbin smiled with satisfaction, then handed him a beer, ate a couple of bites of grilled meat himself, and let out a comfortable hum.

He looked at Campbell, who was gasping for breath across from him, and waited until he slowly recovered before raising his glass earnestly and saying, "—John, I think we'll become friends, won't we?"

John Campbell understood the meaning behind Governor Chen's words and quickly raised his glass to clink with his, his face, flushed red from the spiciness, filled with excitement.

"Of course! What idiot would refuse to be your friend, Your Excellency—"

"Just call me Robin from now on!"

Chen Wenbin waved his hand and downed half a glass of beer in one gulp. John Campbell followed suit and drank his beer in one go.

Half an hour later, the immigrant caravan set off again, while Vice Governor John Campbell, who had clearly not been able to drink as much as Governor Chen, who had an iron stomach, appeared to be completely drunk.

Chen Wenbin instructed two guards to put him on a covered wagon and arrange for someone to watch over him. Then he mounted his Red Hare horse and continued westward.

Having dealt with a deputy governor and identified a traitor today, he was generally in a good mood, so he hummed a roadside folk song as the sun set in the west.

"You carry the load, I'll lead the horse."