After coming out of the cigarette factory, I went to pick up Chen Qiaoniang and Chen Zhengwu.
"Brother, Mr. Lin taught us how to write our names today!" Qiao Niang said happily, jumping up and down as she walked.
"Yes, I will learn martial arts and calligraphy from him from now on!" Chen Zhengwei nodded. He originally wanted to find a calligraphy teacher for them, but now it saves trouble and just leave it to Lin Mingsheng.
This old guy doesn't even have a wife at his age, so I'm giving him a chance to marry him!
"Okay!" Chen Qiaoniang nodded vigorously. She cherished this opportunity.
Although it is extremely easy for Chen Zhengwei now.
After dinner, Chen Zhengwei took out a hundred yuan and handed it to Chen Zhenghu: "Take a few people and find someone who understands English to buy ten pistols. If you want a revolver, don't buy me firecrackers. Buy more. bullet!"
First buy some guns and let his men take turns going out of the city to practice shooting. Chen Zhengwei plans to train a group of gunmen first.
Of course, those people under my command still need to practice their boxing and kicking skills, and they will not use guns in minor conflicts.
If a gun is used over a trivial matter like jealousy in a brothel, the social atmosphere will deteriorate over time.
Chen Zhengwei still has a strong sense of social responsibility.
Then he took out another fifty yuan and handed it to Rong Jiacai:
"Xiucai, go find someone to inquire about the situation of Danshan Hall and Ansong Hall. If there is any news about other halls, please also inquire."
After dinner, Chen Zhengwei returned to the casino. Chen Zhenghu called a few people and said enthusiastically: "Let's go buy a gun with me."
I went to find someone who could speak English and went to a sporting goods store outside Chinatown.
Several people came to the counter where the guns were placed. Chen Zhenghu saw at a glance several revolvers placed inside, the same ones used by Chen Zhengwei.
The boss was a middle-aged white man with brown hair. After seeing a few people, he pointed to the door and said coldly: "Get out!"
Chen Zhenghu had stayed in the United States for so long. Although he didn't know English, he could still understand the word, and a surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart.
But I think the Chinese don't dare to provoke the ghost guy, not for a day or two.
If there is a conflict between the two sides, no matter who is right or wrong, the Chinese will be put in jail.
Chen Zhenghu suppressed his anger and put a hundred yuan on the counter: "Aren't you doing business too?"
The person next to him translated into English. Unexpectedly, the boss showed a sarcastic smile: "I will not sell you guns. Don't even think about buying any weapons from me. Now take the money and get out, you guys." Trash, bug removal.”
It is an established rule not to sell weapons to the Chinese.
Chen Zhenghu had never been exposed to this before, so he didn't know about it. This was the first time he knew about it.
If it were in the past, if someone scolded me, I would just scold him.
Following Chen Zhengwei and doing a lot of things these days, Chen Zhenghu became a lot more aggressive. He immediately glared at the other person: "You bastard, what did you say?"
"I said get out! Otherwise I'll shoot!" The ghost guy took out a gun from under the counter, pressed the hammer, and pointed it directly at Chen Zhenghu.
Seeing this, the others quickly pulled Chen Zhenghu out, glaring at the ghost guy angrily before leaving.
"Fuck! These bastards!" everyone cursed angrily after leaving.
"Those ghost guys are like this, they don't regard us as human beings at all! Sooner or later, let them look good!"
"Forget it, if this one doesn't work, just find another one! Buy the gun back first!"
Then everyone visited two more stores, but the results were the same.
Only then did everyone realize that those ghost guys would not sell them guns at all. Even though there is no American law that prohibits Chinese people from holding guns, it is a common practice among the people.
"What should I do?" They didn't expect that nothing could be done well.
"Go back first. We are being targeted by Copper Button!" Chen Zhenghu saw Copper Button from an investigation bureau in the distance walking towards them, so he turned around and left.
What Hua Gong dislikes most is dealing with copper buttons.
The group returned to the casino and found Chen Zhengwei. They saw that Chen Zhengwei had gotten a dart board from nowhere and hung it on the wall. Chen Zhengwei stood more than two meters away and took a few darts in his hand, aiming at the bullseye. .
"Brother Wei is amazing! You can be so accurate just after playing!" Xiazai boasted while holding a few darts.
Shrimp Boy was the one who had his fingers cut off because of gambling. Now he works in the casino, and he got these darts.
"This kind of thing is too simple!" Chen Zhengwei looked proud.
With his ability to control himself, playing darts is indeed not difficult.
"Brother Wei, I'm just being simple to you! I'm sure I won't be able to play well!" Chen Zhenghu came over and said.
"You'll get good at this with practice!" Chen Zhengwei turned his head and saw that Chen Zhenghu and others had empty hands, and the faces of the people behind him didn't look good, so he knew that the matter was not done.
Chen Zhengwei waved his hand, and Shrimp Boy went out.
"What's going on?" Chen Zhengwei sat down, lit a cigarette, and took a puff before asking.
"Those ghost guys won't sell to us at all!" Chen Zhenghu told the story exactly as it was, and even repeated the words of those ghost guys.
"That's it! Since he doesn't want to sell it, he doesn't have to sell it!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.
No wonder there are so few guns in Chinatown, and there are only a few guns in each hall.
On the one hand, it's because the big guys don't want too many guns. Only their subordinates will die in the fire. But if there are too many guns, maybe one day he will be shot to death while walking on the street.
On the other hand, guns are also difficult to obtain.
After Chen Zhengwei thought about it for a moment, he said, "Find someone to make some Ansongtang clothes!"
Although most of the Chinese in Chinatown wear mandarin jackets or two-part tight-fitting clothes, the clothing of each hall is still somewhat different, and the clothes have their own marks.
"Tell the tailor to keep his mouth shut!"
"Brother Wei, don't worry, I know what to do!" Chen Zhenghu guessed what Chen Zhengwei was going to do. After all, he had been with Chen Zhengwei for the longest time and knew Chen Zhengwei's behavior clearly.
"Go! Also, tell everyone to be careful these days!" Chen Zhengwei sent him to do things.
That night, there was still no one in the casino. No customers came to the casino for two days in a row, which made Chen Zhengwei look unhappy. After thinking about it, he sent someone to find the madam from the brothel.
"Master Wei! Are you looking for me?" The madam said sweetly, and she looked friendly to Chen Zhengwei when she saw him.
"How about it? How many people stay and how many want to leave?" Chen Zhengwei asked sitting behind the chair.
"There are a few who are leaving and want to buy tickets to go back! There are also some girls who are undecided. They are all poor people. They were sold by their parents in the first place. Even if they go back, they will just be sold again. And even if They were not sold, they have been sold for so long, even if others don’t say it to their faces, they will say it behind their backs after they go back... They won’t be able to survive at home!”
The madam said immediately, while carefully looking at Chen Zhengwei's expression, wondering if he had changed his mind.
"In this case, you ask them who is willing to come to the casino to do something! Just help the guests get drinks and liven up the atmosphere." Chen Zhengwei said.
The madam knew what Chen Zhengwei wanted them to do as soon as he rolled his eyes, and immediately smiled and said: "Master Wei, you have found the right person. This is what we are best at doing, welcome and send off!"
Chen Zhengwei nodded: "You can go back and make arrangements."
The madam didn't leave in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Master Wei, you see here are all rough old men, and none of them know how to serve others! No one can do this job of squeezing shoulders and beating legs!"
Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "What, you want to come over and pinch my shoulders and beat my legs?"
"If Mr. Wei doesn't mind, then I'm definitely willing! But the girl in the building will hate me to death!" the madam said with a smile.
"That's what I'm saying...The situation is like this, I have a goddaughter named Yulan...Master Wei, don't laugh, I also come from a poor background, but I'm nice to the girls in the building, they all call me "Hong Ma". "
"Yulan is a hard-working person. She was sold by her own father for thirty yuan. She doesn't want to go home and has no place to go. I was wondering if Mr. Wei is in need of someone to serve tea and water, so I'll give her to you. send over!"
"If Mr. Wei can take her as a maid, this child will have a place to live!" Hong Ma's eyes were red when she spoke.
"Master Wei is a good man and a great hero. I don't know how many girls in the building want to come and serve him tea!"
"But this child is here for a short time, has few thoughts, is simple, and has a pretty appearance. The previous master of Heshun Hall was attracted by her appearance and did not let her accept other guests..."
"Bring it over and take a look later!" Chen Zhengwei thought about it and said.
Anyway, the casino has to keep some people to do things, and one more person is not much.
