"Michael, is it okay for me to call you that? In the future, you will realize that making me your friend is the most correct decision you have ever made." Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.
"You don't look like a Chinese!" Michael said seriously.
In his impression, the Chinese are restrained and restrained, dirty and old-fashioned, always wearing dirty clothes, and wearing their country’s braids even in the United States. They have never thought about integrating into the United States, nor will they interact with the Chinese. Dealing with foreign ethnic groups.
"That's why we became friends!" Chen Zhengwei laughed, picked up the wine glass and touched Michael lightly.
Ding!
…
"Punish the murderer severely!"
“Chinese people’s lives matter!”
Five to six hundred people carrying signs crossed Portsmouth Square to the Hall of Justice across Colney Street.
Walking at the front were some Chinese people wearing satin mandarin jackets, including Wu Shiying, the president of the Ningyang Guild Hall, Lin Yuanshan, the vice president, and several directors.
The people behind are all members of the Ningyang Guild Hall, and Wu Shiying has been preparing for this these days.
Even though he had some doubts about the cause of Huang Baoru's death, it was true that the laundry owners and workers were attacked. Even though he knew it was useless, in order to stabilize his influence in the club, he still had to take some action.
At least he is speaking out for the Chinese.
"Punish the murderer severely!"
"Punish the murderer severely!"
A few people at the front of the line raised their fists and led the others in shouting.
Naturally, Wu Shiying and others would not do such a thing, they would just walk at the front of the team.
A group of people arrived at the entrance of the Hall of Justice and almost blocked the street. They seemed to be very loud and continued to protest in an attempt to put pressure on the Bureau of Investigation. The noisy sound also spread to the inside of the Bureau of Investigation.
"Why are they so noisy? Chinese? What are they going to do?" The investigation director glanced out the window and saw the words on the banner.
"It seems it's because of the attack on Chinese workers before! They should go back to their country, so that they won't encounter this kind of thing." Another person in the director's office sarcastically said, a sergeant from the Investigation Bureau.
"Where's Michael? Let him deal with them!" The director frowned, those people were too noisy.
And it was so hot that he couldn't close the window.
The pressure brought on him by the Chinese below was just that.
After all, who cares about a group of people who have no voice at all?
Someone responded quickly.
"Michael seems to have gone to Chinatown!"
"Then go deal with them! Make them quiet!" the director instructed the police chief.
The police chief left the chief's office and called a random person: "Go deal with those Chinese people outside!"
"You just need to listen to what they have to say, tell them they will investigate, and ask them to get out of here!"
This processing method is very simple and easy to use.
Soon, Wu Shiying and other Chinese businessmen were brought into the investigation bureau, while the others were waiting in the sun.
…
Seeing Chen Zhengwei and Michael going downstairs together, both Chen Zhengwei's men and the other brass buttons were relieved.
Chen Zhengwei reached out and took the money from Li Xiwen, took out 200 yuan and stuffed it into Michael's pocket.
"I am very generous to my friends! You will know in the future that making friends with me is the most correct choice."
Then he walked up to a copper button, counted out 30 yuan and stuffed it into the other person's pocket. This made the other person not sure how to react, so he had to turn his head and look at Michael.
Michael showed no expression.
"If I were you, I would say thank you, sir! After all, I really pay you!" Chen Zhengwei looked at him with a smile.
When the copper button saw Chen Zhengwei's smiling expression, he felt a pressure rushing towards him.
Just like Michael's feelings, he has no idea whether the other person will turn against him in the next second.
"Thank you!" the copper button whispered.
"Very good!" Chen Zhengwei laughed, walked to the next copper button, counted out six 5-dollar bills, and stuffed them into his jacket pocket.
Then after waiting for a moment, I heard the person in front of me whisper: "Thank you."
Chen Zhengwei then walked to the next person with satisfaction.
After stuffing 30 yuan into each copper button, Chen Zhengwei smiled and said: "We will be friends from now on. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me. If you need help in Chinatown, you can also come to me!"
After finishing speaking, he walked outside the door and saw several beaten and half-dead people stuffed into a loading carriage outside. They could only lie there and groan.
Several people still had wounds from axes that were bleeding.
"You caught the criminal, made the best friend, and made a small fortune. You simply won three times!" Chen Zhengwei laughed and said, these people in the Investigation Bureau really made a lot of money this time.
Michael knew that this was the prisoner Chen Zhengwei had prepared for them.
It doesn't matter who the other party is, they can't refute it anyway.
"Old Chen, help them send these prisoners to the Hall of Justice!" Chen Zhengwei greeted Chen Fengyu.
When Michael walked to Chen Zhengwei, he paused, turned and nodded to him, and then left with the others.
"Brother Wei, what if they pull some tricks?" Rong Jiacai walked up to Chen Zhengwei and asked.
"I have given them a chance. If they pull any tricks, kill them and replace them with obedient ones!" Chen Zhengwei sneered, and then ordered:
"Assign some people to change clothes and guard at the entrance and exit of Chinatown. If there is any disturbance, they will come back immediately to notify, and then everyone will evacuate! Wait for them to leave before coming back."
Of course Chen Zhengwei would not believe Michael so much, but he was not afraid of Michael's tricks.
…
Michael and his party returned to the Hall of Justice in silence, and saw hundreds of Chinese standing at the door, holding banners in their hands.
Seeing the words on it, Michael knew what they were here for.
protest.
Michael looked at them and thought about Chen Zhengwei, whom he had just met, and felt strange in his heart.
Looking at the numb faces, he was sure that these were the Chinese he knew.
These people saw a little commotion among the Chinese piled on Chen Fengyu's car, and then someone asked: "Old Chen, what's going on?"
After all, they are all from Taishan, and many people know Chen Fengyu.
"They are some prisoners!" Old Chen said after taking a look at them.
Michael then had the seriously injured Ansongtang members on the carriage thrown into prison. The injuries on these people's bodies made it hard to say whether they could survive for more than three days.
Naturally, there is no need to consider whether they can survive to go to court.
Michael then went to inform his superiors that the prisoner had been captured.
After returning to the office, Michael thought for a long time.
He had been thinking about retaliating against Chen Zhengwei along the way, but after thinking about it for a long time, he gave up the idea.
On the one hand, the risk is too great. On the other hand, if you cooperate with Chen Zhengwei, it will be much easier to be responsible for the security of Chinatown in the future.
And I can get an extra 200 yuan a week, which is 800 yuan a month.
You should know that his salary is only 40 yuan per month.
…
Wu Shiying and others were prevaricated for a long time in the investigation bureau and became very angry. When leaving the Justice Hall, I also saw several Chinese people who were arrested.
After Wu Shiying came out, he asked his follower: "What's going on?"
"It is said that they were several prisoners who were pulled over by Chen Fengyu in a carriage..."
"Chen Fengyu is from the Chen family in Wen Village..."
"The young people from the Chen family in Wencun and the Hai Yanyan and Rong families are now following the Chen family..."
"That guy wants to curry favor with these ghosts!" Wu Shiying immediately knew that this matter was probably related to Chen Zhengwei. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that Chen Fengyu drove over to deliver him.
Then he sneered and said: "Are these ghost guys so easy to please? I'm afraid they are trying to fetch water from a bamboo basket but in vain!"
"These ghost guys don't do anything for human affairs at all. When they get benefits, they are more greedy than ghosts. But when it comes to using them, they will push them away!"
