The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 138 Someone is going to be in trouble

"The most powerful people in San Francisco are the Irish. They occupy half of the territory of San Francisco." Dapolon thought for a moment while holding the wine glass before speaking.

He is much more familiar with the situation in San Francisco than Chen Zhengwei.

"The boss of the Irish is Powell, Otto Powell. He controls the largest flower market in San Francisco, as well as some casinos and brothels. Those Irish gangs all obey his orders."

"North Beach is almost entirely populated by new immigrants, with the most diverse population, including Italians, Spanish, and some Germans... It also has the most casinos and brothels, and the Italians are the most powerful there!"

"There are two Jewish communities, one to the east and one to the northwest of Chinatown. They also control the South Market. Their boss is Jamie Mays, and it is said that he often has dinner with city council members..."

"There are also some British and German gangs, but they are not very powerful!"

The total population of San Francisco is 230,000, of which Chinese account for one-fifth. The British and Irish people also have more than 40,000 people each, which is almost the same number as the Chinese.

This was mainly due to the Irish famine more than 800 years ago, when Ireland had a population of 100 million and more than million people starved to death, and a large number of Irish people fled to the United States.

There are about 20,000 Italians, about 30,000 Germans, about 12,000 Jews, less than 10,000 Mexicans, 6,000 to 7,000 French, and about 6,000 to 7,000 Eastern European immigrants.

There are also about 10,000 blacks and one or two thousand local indigenous people.

This is the demographic makeup of San Francisco.

The most powerful gang is Irish, led by Powell, who has less than a thousand men under him.

There are also some small Irish gangs that are under Powell's control, such as Nick Burn who was killed by Chen Zhengwei.

The Irish controlled the northeast, west and south of Chinatown.

Next came the Italians, who occupied North Beach, north of Chinatown, adjacent to Chinatown.

Jews controlled two neighborhoods east and northwest of Chinatown, as well as San Francisco's South of Market to the southeast.

As for other small gangs, like the Mexican Gang and the Greater Poland Gang, they live in the cracks between the big gangs.

"I'll give you two days. I want the detailed information about Beitan! You will have your own territory there in the future!" Chen Zhengwei said slowly after thinking for a moment.

Obviously, the best place to start is North Beach, first swallow up those small gangs, extend the tentacles there, and then swallow up the Italians.

"I'll have someone investigate!" Dapolan thought to himself. As expected, this person was extremely aggressive. He had just occupied most of Chinatown and was already turning his attention to the outside world.

Although he was forced by Chen Zheng to help him, he was indeed coveting Beitan.

He even dreams of having a piece of land of his own.

Just like Chinatown, even though Chinese people have no status in San Francisco, they have their own territory. Chen Zhengwei's subordinates are much more powerful than his, and they make a lot of money every day.

"Also, arrange for two people to stay in Chinatown and obey my orders at any time."

After a while, Great Poland left the casino with a few people. Although the young men in gentlemen's suits downstairs were still staring at Great Poland's people, the situation was not as tense as before.

"Let's go!" Greater Poland ordered everyone.

After walking for a while, Frank, who was supported by someone and limping, said unwillingly: "Do we really want to help those Chinese guys?"

"We have no right to choose!" Greater Poland said in a deep voice.

"And our goal is money and a better life. It doesn't matter who we work for, what matters is the benefits!" Great Poland's words made others silent.

After being initially angry at being forced to bow its head by Chen Zhengwei, Greater Poland felt that it should first wait and see the situation, as this might be an opportunity.

……

The next morning, Chen Zhengwei pushed Wanyun, who was entangled with him, to the side of the bed, yawned, got up from the bed, and went downstairs to flush the toilet.

A moment later, Chen Zhengwei's curse was heard from the bathroom.

"grass!"

Peeing outside...

"Damn, how could it split?" Chen Zhengwei's face was gloomy and uncertain. He has been very restrained recently!

Only... four times last night?
"Fuck!" Chen Zhengwei returned to the bedroom with a sullen face. Seeing Wanyun still lying on the bed, he wanted to kick her off.

At the same time, I feel that I am not the type of person who takes out his anger on others.

He opened the curtains and smoked a cigarette silently, then turned around and slapped Wanyun on the butt.

"Ah!" Wan Yun cried out in pain, raised his upper body, and said with an aggrieved look on his face: "Master Wei!"

"It's none of your business. I suddenly thought of something unhappy." Chen Zhengwei looked unhappy. He put on his clothes and went downstairs.

"Brother!"

"Brother Wei!" Li Xiwen and a few of his men were waiting for Chen Zhengwei on the street.

"Senior brother, you don't seem very happy?" Li Xiwen said without hesitation.

"Which eye of yours saw that I'm unhappy? I'm very happy! Let's have morning tea!" Chen Zhengwei said unhappily.

After breakfast, Chen Zhengwei ordered his men: "Go to the Investigation Bureau and ask if Michael and the director are there." Less than forty minutes later, the news came back that Michael and the director were both at the Investigation Bureau.

Chen Zhengwei then took out 20,000 US dollars from the safe and put it in a suitcase, then went downstairs and took a carriage to the Investigation Bureau.

After Michael sent Chen Zhengwei out of the investigation bureau in a friendly manner last time, many people in the investigation bureau remembered this Chinese.

Especially Chen Zhengwei's tall stature gives people a sense of unbridledness, making him easy to remember.

Therefore, no one came to cause trouble.

As soon as Chen Zhengwei entered the police station, he saw a man leaning against a table drinking coffee who looked familiar and was looking at him expressionlessly.

After thinking for a while, Chen Zhengwei remembered who the other party was. It was the agent with a certain name who had caused trouble for him last time.

Chen Zhengwei simply couldn't remember the name of this little guy. So much time had passed that it was time for someone to arrange an accident for him.

With thoughts turning in his mind, Chen Zhengwei pulled someone over at random and asked, "Where is Michael's new office?"

"Second floor left hand!"

Chen Zhengwei came to Michael's office with a box in his hand and a smile on his face.

"Chen, I saw an interesting newspaper today!" Michael laughed when he saw it was Chen Zhengwei.

"What?" Chen Zhengwei pulled over a chair and sat down. Michael picked up a newspaper from the table and handed it to him.

"Is an evil force rising in Chinatown?" Chen Zhengwei took the newspaper and took a look. He found a piece of news in the corner and immediately raised his eyebrows.

"With the fall of some of the Chinatown gangs, a new evil force has begun to rise, an evil man who rules over those filthy, smelly, rat-eating Chinamen?"

"Fuck, which newspaper is this?" Chen Zhengwei was already in a bad mood today, and now it was even worse.

"San Francisco Coaster News? Who is the owner?" Chen Zhengwei's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Chen, don't take it so seriously. They always use exaggerated language to report events..." Michael then realized that Chen Zhengwei seemed very angry.

"You don't understand, Michael."

It is precisely because these newspapers keep repeating certain images that the foreigners who have hardly ever had any dealings with the Chinese have formed a certain stereotype in their minds.

For example, dirty, smelly, greedy, eating rats, etc.

This is not a good thing.

You know, he is now thinking about how to change the image of Chinese people through newspapers.

Others may have gotten used to it and won't object even if they are unhappy.

But Chen Zhengwei was different. Besides, he was in a bad mood today and wanted to find something to do.

"Michael, take me to visit the director!" Chen Zhengwei put the matter aside and changed the subject.

Michael shrugged, it looked like someone was going to be in trouble, and then he glanced at the suitcase in Chen Zhengwei's hand.

"It seems you have something important to discuss with him!"

"I mentioned to you before that I think Chinatown lacks a Chinese sheriff." Chen Zhengwei said, he needed an official identity.

"Okay, wait for me here!" Michael nodded, then went upstairs to find the director.

After a while, Michael came back and said, "Chen, before you go up, I have something else to tell you. When we cleared out Hong Shun Tang before, we seized some things. How to deal with these things is a problem. The director is very concerned about this matter."

Chen Zhengwei immediately understood what Michael meant.

The things seized from Hong Shun Tang were worth a lot of money, but they were a bit troublesome to deal with.

The Investigation Bureau cannot intervene in this matter.

On the one hand, it is because the Hong Shuntang case has not been concluded yet, and on the other hand, if the Investigation Bureau conducts the auction, the flow of the money will be closely watched and needs to be used for public purposes.

Moreover, those things are inside Chinatown, and foreigners will hardly take them over, so they can only be sold to Chinese people, so a suitable person is needed to handle them.

This may be troublesome for others, but easy for you.

I can discuss this matter with the director and demonstrate my abilities and value.

Chen Zhengwei realized that this would not only help the Investigation Bureau solve its "trouble", but would also be profitable for him. He just needed to find a few people to hold an auction and bid for all the items at a "suitable" price.

Then sell it to other guilds at a high price.

perfect!

Win-win!

"Thanks, Michael!"

　Failed to adjust my work and rest schedule...My work and rest schedule has become even more chaotic in the past two days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)