"Come on, don't you need me to say anything more? Each of you say a few words and listen."
Chen Zhengwei looked at everyone expressionlessly.
Everyone spoke one by one, and that person deliberately made his voice louder, but Chen Qiaoniang couldn't hear it.
However, Chen Zhengwei saw a man with sweat on his head and an unnatural expression. He immediately walked up to him and said, "It's so hot with so much sweat?"
"It's a little hot..." The man forced a smile.
"Qiao Niang, is it him?" Chen Zhengwei grabbed his braid and grabbed him out.
Chen Qiaoniang looked carefully and realized that she had seen him on the third floor, and she suddenly felt suspicious.
But before Chen Qiaoniang could speak, the man pushed Chen Zhengwei away and ran out.
As a result, he rushed to the door and was kicked in by Yan Qingyou.
"You bastard, you still want to run away?" Chen Zhengwei's eyes flashed fiercely and he kicked him on the waist.
"Boss, let me go, I didn't do anything!" The man begged for mercy and tried to get up from the ground, but Chen Zhengwei kicked him in the face again.
"Fuck, you even dare to attack my younger sister! You're so brave, aren't you!" Chen Zhengwei looked fierce, took out an ax from his waist, swung it up, and hit his leg with the back of the axe. Go down.
Click.
The man suddenly let out an inhuman scream.
"You want to kidnap my little sister while I'm away! What do you think I should do with you?" Chen Zhengwei held an ax in his hand and looked down at the man who was covering his leg and screaming.
Only then did the people in the room figure out what was going on. When they looked at the man on the ground, their eyes showed contempt and hatred.
Especially since other people knew that he smoked heavily, they knew without thinking what he wanted to do by kidnapping the girl.
This kind of person is the most despised and hated no matter where he is.
"Boss, please let me go. I didn't do anything. I won't dare to do it next time..." The man screamed and begged for mercy.
"Do you still want a next time? You don't want to be caught by me next time, right? You are so fucking evil!" Chen Zhengwei said with a ferocious smile.
"Come on, hold him down!" Chen Zhengwei called to Yan Qingyou and Chen Zhenghu, then picked up the ax and hit his other calf with the back of the ax.
Then came the arms.
With the dull sound of hammering, cracking of bones, and inhuman screams, Chen Zhengwei stood up with satisfaction.
"Bah!" Chen Zhengwei spat in his face and cursed fiercely:
"You are lucky to have met me. Anyone else would have beaten you to death, but I am a kind-hearted person and cannot do such cruel things. I will still keep these limbs for you!"
Although the others remained silent, they did not sympathize with the people on the ground either.
This kind of person deserves to be beaten to death.
Chen Zhengwei still felt annoyed and stepped on the other person's broken leg again, causing the other person to scream hoarsely.
Chen Zhengwei then took out his silk scarf and walked out while wiping the sweat on his head.
"Damn, it's really hot."
After all, there were more than a dozen people crammed into a small room, which was like a pigeon cage.
After leaving the hotel and feeling the night breeze outside, Chen Zhengwei felt cooler.
Chen Zhengwei said as he walked: "Give this man some food every day. Don't let him starve to death."
"Brother Wei, no way? You still care about what he eats?" Yan Qingyou said in surprise.
"Someone told me before that you can't be too strict in life and work, and you must always leave a glimmer of hope." Chen Zhengwei said.
"Let me know when his arms and legs are almost healed!"
Keeping this man alive is much more of a deterrent than killing him directly.
As long as he lives, this will be known.
Yan Qingyou:......
Chen Zhenghu:......
I always feel like something is not right...
"Let's go, send her back first, and I'll take you to have some fun!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.
When Yan Qingyou walks, he always looks at Chen Zhengwei's waist unconsciously. In his waist is a crowbar, a gun, and an axe...
How do you hide so many things and still not see them?
After sending Qiao Niang home and asking her to lock the yard, Chen Zhengwei took the two of them to Jinyu Tower again.
"Sir, he's here again!" This time the madam recognized Chen Zhengwei at a glance.
After all, few Chinese people dress like Chen Zhengwei. Even wealthy people in Chinatown mostly wear long robes, mandarin jackets, and top hats.
Moreover, Chen Zhengwei is tall and good-looking.
"Find some big boobs for my brother!" Chen Zhengwei put his arms around the bustard's waist and said with a smile.
"We don't just have Bo Da here, the other girls also have their own unique skills." The madam chuckled.
"How can unique skills be so important?" Chen Zhengwei laughed loudly, thought for a while and then said: "Give me one with big skills, and then one with unique skills!"
"I admire people with skills the most. I want to see how unique this skill is!"
...You are the reincarnation of Gyro Spirit, the dividing line...
"Damn, you're really fucking amazing!" Chen Zhengwei slept until three o'clock in the morning the next morning and didn't get up until three o'clock in the morning. He raised his feet and kicked his unique skills off the bed. When he went to pee, his feet were soft.
Then I got dressed and went out, putting four dollars on the table before leaving.
"Weige!" The other two people were already waiting downstairs, and they had all changed their clothes.
Black dress and vest, white shirt, bowler hat on head, handmade leather shoes on feet.
When the two of them got up, they subconsciously patted their clothes for fear of getting wrinkles on them.
This set only cost 5 yuan. In the past, how could the two of them be willing to buy such clothes?
"Not bad, he looks more energetic." Chen Zhengwei looked at the two of them and nodded.
"Did you enjoy last night?"
"It's great!" Speaking of last night, both Chen Zhenghu and Yan Qingyou had unspoken smiles on their faces.
"Follow me, it will be more fun in the future!"
"Raise your head and find time to cut off your braids. What are the Qing braids still doing in the United States?"
It was easy for them to change clothes, but they were a little hesitant to let them cut their braids.
Chen Zhengwei didn't bother to pay attention to them.
"Let's have morning tea first, and then go to Guany Street later."
Guany Street is to the east of Chinatown, and Portsmouth Square between the two is the labor market.
Many Chinese workers were there. A group of people gathered around the broker and rushed to work. Some Irish people in work clothes looked at them coldly from a distance.
There are factories that are recruiting people, and there are also those that need manpower for road construction.
It looks quite lively.
Chen Zhengwei looked at it with interest, and the only thought in his mind was that this place was too chaotic. The Chinese workers kept lowering prices in order to grab work, and they had no bargaining power at all.
An intermediary company should be opened here. All factories need to recruit people through this company, so that they can have bargaining power.
Nowadays, the wages of Chinese workers are only a little more than half of those of the Irish. In fact, even if the Chinese workers and the Irish earn the same wages, the Chinese workers are more willing to work and learn than the Irish.
Of course, things are not that simple. The Irish represent votes. The San Francisco council and mayor will consider the impact on the Irish when making choices, and even require some factories to employ a certain proportion of Irish.
However, it is quite easy to raise the wages of Chinese workers to two-thirds of those of Irish workers.
This kind of intermediary may not make a lot of money, but it can affect tens of thousands of Chinese workers in Chinatown. I can make you have a job, and I can make all factories not use you.
This is influence.
Chen Zhengwei came to the Bank of California on Caney Street while thinking about it.
"Withdraw money!" Chen Zhengwei sat down in front of the most beautiful bank clerk. He looked to be in his early twenties, with blond hair, blue eyes like lake water, a sweet face, and at least a sweet smile.
The figure is also very hot.
Although Chen Zhengwei thinks women are not interesting, he is not a womanizer.
But something beautiful is always pleasing to the eye.
Chen Zhenghu and Yan Qingyou were standing not far behind him, and they were both wearing black suits and top hats, giving them an aura.
"How much to take?"
"All of them!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.
"Please wait a moment!" After the clerk looked at the numbers on the passbook, he smiled sweetly at Chen Zhengwei.
After all, 3,000 yuan is not a small number.
Chen Zhengwei felt that her smile contained a lot of sugar, and he happened to be a little short of sugar recently, so he immediately felt that he might need an English teacher.
I watched the female employee get up and talk to the supervisor not far away, then come back and sit down.
"Can I ask if you are dissatisfied with the service of our bank? You know, this is a large amount of money after all. The supervisor asked me to ask."
"Investment... I like investing, investing in industries, and investing in myself."
Chen Zhengwei smiled, winked at her and said, "Now I just want to invest in myself. You see my English is not very good. Are you interested in working part-time as an English teacher?"
"But I don't speak the Chinese language!" the female clerk said with a smile.
"I hired an English teacher!" Chen Zhengwei repeated. What does it have to do with whether I can speak Chinese or not?
"what's your name?"
"Anna."
"Ana, are you interested in a part-time job? I only need your time after get off work, twice a week, for five yuan each time!"
"Are you sure you are an English teacher? I have never been one." Anna showed a surprised smile.
You must know that her annual income is only 420 yuan, which is less than 40 yuan a month.
The part-time jobs offered by Chen Zhengwei were higher than her job income, so she would inevitably be tempted.
"Of course! I love learning very much! And I think you can do a good job!" Chen Zhengwei smiled brightly.
"I want to think about it seriously. Do you still want to withdraw money now?" Anna asked with a smile.
"Of course!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.
