After Chen Zhengwei and others left, the captain looked at the others, then kicked Lao Duan in the stomach, picked up a stick from the side and hit Lao Duan on the head, causing his head to bleed.
"How much did you charge?" the captain asked solemnly.
If the other party hadn't let people board the boat privately, he wouldn't have been so passive. This was what made him most angry.
If Chen Zhengwei hadn't brought anyone to find him, he would have turned a blind eye knowing that someone had paid people to board the ship.
But now that Chen Zhengwei has come to find him, he can't let it go lightly!
"Hang him up!"
"Who else knows about this?" The captain asked again with a stern face. There were several people on board. It is impossible that only Lao Duan knew about it. There must have been others who saw it.
After a while, someone came forward.
The captain struck again with the stick.
There are pirates everywhere these days. How can someone who is in the business of trafficking piglets and traveling across oceans be a kind person?
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It was almost noon when Chen Zhengwei got up the next day. He threw Wan Yun's arm aside and got up to drain the water.
Chen Qiaoniang and Chen Zhengwu were playing around downstairs. When they heard the footsteps on the stairs, the two of them quickly sat upright and pretended to be writing hard. However, looking at the ink on their bodies and faces, you knew what they had been doing all morning. .
Chen Qiaoniang saw the ink on Chen Zhengwu's face from the corner of her eye. She was afraid that Chen Zhengwei would reprimand the two of them, so she had an idea as soon as she rolled her eyes.
Seeing Chen Zhengwei coming down, Chen Qiaoniang spoke first to divert Chen Zhengwei's attention:
"Brother, if you don't practice for one day, your hands and feet will be slow, and if you don't practice for two days, you will lose half of it. You haven't been to the martial arts gym for two days!"
"Damn, who did you learn this from? You're so verbose at such an old age!" Chen Zhengwei yawned.
Anyway, all the brothers in the martial arts school were packed away by him. They went to practice horse riding every day, so he might as well sleep a little longer.
"I didn't come back until midnight yesterday because I was busy practicing martial arts. If I practice any more, I will die suddenly!" Chen Zhengwei closed the bathroom door. At a glance, he saw Chen Qiaoniang and Chen Zhengwu following them in the mine to dig coal.
But he didn't bother to pay attention to it.
If we were at home in eastern Guangdong before, these two people would have to be hung up and beaten.
Chen Qiaoniang thought she had succeeded, so she blinked at Chen Zhengwu and showed a proud smile.
Now that she no longer hides in Tibet, she has taken root here, and her family is no longer short of money, Chen Qiaoniang's personality has become more and more lively.
On the other hand, Chen Zhengwu has always been quiet and dull, and he can't even beat a fart with his eight poles.
After changing his clothes, Chen Zhengwei called a few people to have morning tea. The captain also came to Tavern Street. Ma Zi in black gentleman uniforms could be seen everywhere on the street. He randomly found someone to explain the situation and was brought to Chen Zhengwei.
Chen Zhengwei had planned in his mind yesterday to go back to fight the unfinished battle, get some sleep, and get up at this time.
"Sit down and talk while we eat!" Chen Zhengwei stretched out his hand to motion for the other party to sit down. He likes to talk business with people while eating.
"By the way, I didn't ask you what to call me yesterday?" Chen Zhengwei asked.
"Mr. Chen, just call me Lao Cao!"
"Old Cao..." Chen Zhengwei nodded: "Did your ship come from eastern Guangdong?"
"Sailed from Guangzhou, resupplied in Honolulu, all the way here..." Lao Cao nodded.
"How long does it take to travel? How many months can we travel in a year?"
Most of the ships from Guangzhou to here are sailing boats, which take two to three months to go back and forth. They can only sail for at most 8 months a year.
If everything goes well, you can make up to three trips, usually two.
"How many ships are there on this line?"
"There are thirty or forty ships in total...but there are not many people here now, and many ships have been transferred to Nanyang!"
"Why aren't there many people who want it?" Chen Zhengwei paused with the chopsticks in his hand, raised his head and said:
"There are never too many people, and the more, the better!"
"I came to you just to ask you to send a message back to me and ask them to transport immigrants. No matter how many people there are, I want them all."
"There are so many people in the country who can't survive, so they stay at home and wait to starve to death? Why not go out and find a way to survive? At least they can have enough food and clothing!"
"As for the shipping fee, it's best if they can pay for it. It doesn't matter if they can't pay for it. I'll pay for it here."
"Mr. Chen, let me ask one more question, what are you going to do with so many people...what are you going to ask them to do?" Lao Cao was a little curious. The railway here is not being built anymore, and the mines don't need many people.
Jinshan is the most popular place in Melbourne now, and people are flocking there.
What does Chen Zhengwei want with so many people?
"Factory! There are so many factories in San Francisco, and people are needed everywhere!" Chen Zhengwei said casually. Lao Cao's round trip would take about three months, and it would take quite a while for the news to spread.
By the time those people come over, Chinatown should have stabilized, which is when it is short of people.
"Besides, it doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman, as long as you guys can send it over, I'll take whatever you want!"
"Mr. Chen, men are fine, but women...it's hard at customs!" Lao Cao lowered his voice.
A few years ago, the United States passed the Page Act in 1875, which prohibited Chinese prostitutes from entering the country. However, with the passage of this bill, almost all Chinese women were classified as prostitutes.
Originally, there was a huge gap in the ratio of men to women among Chinese Americans, but now the gap is even wider. In Chinatown, there are more than 40,000 people, but there are only 2,000 women.
"I'll take care of the customs side! You don't need to worry! It doesn't matter if you are here to work or to find relatives and reunite." Chen Zhengwei said directly, smiling and saying casually:
"With more women, they can work with peace of mind, put down roots locally, and won't always want to run back."
Lao Cao felt a little strange. He always felt that these words did not sound like the words of a newly emerged big boss.
He glanced at Wan Yun, who kept his head down while eating next to Chen Zhengwei, and helped Chen Zhengwei pick up food from time to time. Yesterday, I had morning tea with Chen Zhengwei, and Wanyun wrote down all the things Chen Zhengwei liked to eat.
Wan Yun's appearance and figure are like that of a little white flower, which is considered good in Guangzhou.
Lao Cao thought about it in his mind. There were very few women in Chinatown. They were in short supply for ordinary Chinese workers, but they were nothing to the bosses.
Chen Zhengwei's tone... seemed to be speaking from the position of the leader of the entire Chinatown.
"It's definitely okay for me to send a message to Mr. Chen. But I had an agreement with other gangsters before..."
"You don't have to think about this issue next time you come back!" Chen Zhengwei interrupted him directly.
Chen Zhengwei didn't even bother to ask which Tang Tang Lao Cao had an agreement with.
Even if the Tang Guo was not eliminated in a few months, he would not believe that anyone would still dare to rob him.
Lao Cao's heart skipped a beat and he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He had a meal at Chen Zhengwei's place and left.
Chen Zhengwei strolled out the door, wondering whether to go to the bank to find his English teacher.
I said hello last time and told her to give her a few days to think about it. I have been so busy recently that I have no time to go there.
Rong Jiacai brought a young man over: "Brother Wei, this is Lin Yuchang. He wants to do something with you. He speaks good English and has no problem dealing with those ghost guys!"
Lin Yuchang watched Chen Zhengwei grab Michael's gun and shoot Sihai to death that night. Michael did not dare to fall out with Chen Zhengwei even if he was angry.
At that time, he felt that Chen Zhengwei was completely different from the other big guys in Chinatown's halls and guild halls, and he was a little moved.
"Lin Yuchang...not bad! He can learn English and he is willing to learn and use his brain!" Chen Zhengwei looked at Lin Yuchang and praised him.
Lin Yuchang was twenty-seven or eighty years old. He looked very thin and had no braids on the back of his head. He was wearing a gray gentleman's suit, which he found very pleasing to the eye.
Chen Zhengwei simply put aside the English teacher matter and returned to the casino.
Rong Jiacai followed Lin Yuchang.
Chen Zhengwei was not in a hurry to speak. He lit up a cigarette, took a deep breath, exhaled a puff of smoke, and then slowly asked about Lin Yuchang's situation.
After knowing that he was working as a broker in the square before, he felt a little happy. Recently, he was in need of someone who understood the situation there.
Since you want to start a labor service company, you must first understand the situation inside before you can start.
After asking for a moment, it turned out that Lin Yuchang was indeed familiar with all the doors in the square, making Chen Zhengwei nod slightly.
"Since you want to do something, then settle down and do it well. It seems like you can't beat me, so use your brain. There are many people who are willing to fight hard these days, but not many who can use their brains. I'm optimistic about you. "
What is most important now? Talent!
Now, even someone who knows English is considered a talent to him.
And they are urgently needed talents!
At least when dealing with ghost guys, you don't need to show up personally in many cases.
