America 1881: They Call Me Legend

A few days later, a grand funeral was held in Juárez City to bury the brother of the current consul, Sergio Romero.

Chen Jianqiu asked Camila to return to Roswell first, while he continued to stay in Juarez City.

The situation here has not yet been completely stabilized, and it is unrealistic to expect Romero, who is crying with Ariana's portrait in his arms every day.

He maintained the garrison here.

In addition, he asked Asuka to bring a large number of kerosene lamps and kerosene stoves.

He distributed these items free of charge to the citizens around Juarez, and supported them to buy and bring goods here.

Mexico's tariffs at this time were extremely low relative to its neighbors to the north.

In this way, Roswell's kerosene has another outlet, which can be sold to Mexico.

At the same time, Chen Jianqiu moved some Chinese who were temporarily unable to obtain status in the United States from Roswell to here.

These Chinese all own their own land.

"You are the first Chinese businessman I have seen who has achieved such achievements in the United States." Riemann Tour took the cigar and did not hesitate to praise him, "I have been in the United States for many years."

He speaks fluent English and speaks and behaves like an American.

"Smoking cigars? Mr. Riemann Tour?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

The man was dressed very "American", he was wearing a black suit jacket, a bow tie and a certain top hat.

There are many people with ideas for change, but without the support of powerful people in power, they are basically castles in the air.

But precisely because of this, not too many people pay attention to what happened here.

"Mr. Chen, hello, my name is Limantur, and I'm from Mexico City." His eyes were full of embarrassment, and he spoke with full of air, "On behalf of Mr. Dias, I'm here to chat with you. "

Instead of looking for Romero who was staying at his home, he went straight to Chen Jianqiu's office.

"Only in this way can our country become prosperous and strong!"

He had to go back and lay out the Lincolnshire to Roswell section.

"President Díaz will soon be back with us," he said.

"However, decades have passed. If you look at the land north of this border, there are thousands of miles of railways, and all kinds of new inventions emerge one after another, full of vigor and hope."

Americans are not willing to come, the whole west has not been fully developed, they prefer to stay in the east or California.

Chen Jianqiu was sitting at his desk at this time dealing with the settlement matters of the relocated Chinese. When he saw this person in front of him, he put down the roster in his hand and stood up.

Liman Tourer probably forgot that there is another regime on the other side of the ocean at this time, which is almost the same as here.

Chen Jianqiu encouraged them to write letters and take over their wives.

"I've been to San Francisco, but not to Austin." Chen Jianqiu told the truth.

"So, we need to change! We need to take the capital ZY road! We need railways! We need to introduce capital! We need you to come to us to build factories!" Riemann Tur looked at Chen Jianqiu, his eyes sparkling.

Chen Jianqiu turned around, took out a wooden box from the cabinet behind the desk, and then took out two cigars from it, and handed one of them to Riman Tourer.

This person is Diaz's messenger.

In this place, to put it bluntly, birds don't shit.

"I represent not one person, but a group of people, you can call us 'Scientists', and Mr. Dias, stood with us, and I am now his chief adviser."

"Welcome, Mr. Rimantoure." He said.

Riemann Tour stared at Chen Jianqiu intently, as if he wanted to read the truth of this sentence from his expression.

No, it seems to be worse than here.

"Any American capitalist with a little strength can do this." Chen Jianqiu said disapprovingly, "And, needless to say, I plan to invest some money here."

Chen Jianqiu didn't say anything, acquiescing to this point.

The two of them sat down on the sofa in the office tacitly.

Chen Jianqiu did not speak.

But he read nothing.

Instead of leaning on the sofa like many rich Mexicans, he leaned forward and put one hand on his lap.

Rieman Tur took out a letter from his pocket, and the signature and seal on it were Dias.

Therefore, when this person appeared at the door of Chen Jianqiu's office and spoke, Chen Jianqiu once thought he was some American politician.

Chen Jianqiu hopes that Lincolnshire, Roswell, and Juarez will echo each other on the US-Mexico border to form a triangular area.

However, just as Chen Jianqiu was preparing to return, a travel-worn Mexican appeared in the City Hall of Juárez City.

Rieman Tour continued.

"I really like communicating with people like you in this way." Riemann Tour took a sip of his cigar.

Chen Jianqiu didn't ask how the person in front of him knew of his existence, and Rieman Tur didn't specifically mention it.

Chen Jianqiu took out the match and lit the cigar for him: "In my hometown, there is a saying called 'in the business talk business', which means that as a businessman, he will talk about things from a commercial standpoint. What is Mr. Dias thinking?"

"Look at the city you are in now. It is still in backwardness and decay, even if it is far from El Paso, which is only across the Rio Grande."

The person opposite smiled and nodded.

Obviously, Dias has more control over the country's information than any of his predecessors.

New Mexico did not officially join the Union until 40 years later, in 1921.

He thought of Xiangjiang for no reason.

"No, no, no, Mr. Chen, many American businessmen don't understand this, and besides, we need some people who are with us."

He wants Juarez to replace San Francisco as a transit point for Chinese immigrants entering the United States.

The Mexicans don't care too much, they focus more on their own south. If it weren't for the existence of the Royal Avenue, I am afraid that even the border city of Juárez would not exist.

"I hope you can promote the investment of the railway company in Mexico. Believe me, your benefits will be far beyond imagination, including but not limited to subsidies, land and minerals."

But his next sentence seemed to be a bit of a bayonet: "It's just that Mr. Chen's ambition is not limited to this."

"I'm a businessman, Mr. Rieman Tour." Chen Jianqiu said. "I will support him."

"It used to be the land of Mexico." Liman Tour said, his voice was low, as if he was talking about the pain, "no citizen of a big country with an area of ​​more than a few million square kilometers can have the pain we have."

"So, is this your claim or Mr. Dias's?" Chen Jianqiu glanced at him.

"In Romero's letter to Mr. Dias, he said that he is willing to be loyal to the President. Can I understand that you are also willing to be loyal to Mr. Dias?"

"Mr. Chen, I don't know if you have been to San Francisco, California, or Austin, Texas?" Rieman Tour took a deep breath.

Without a home, how to reproduce, and without reproduction, how to continue the ethnic group.

Chen Jianqiu originally planned to rush back to Roswell after the matter here was settled, because he had received news that the Albuquerque-Lincolnshire railway was about to be completed.

Because of his demeanor reminded Chen Jianqiu of Scott.

"Every businessman who is willing to invest in Mexico will be the president and a guest. I heard that you are the chairman of the board of directors of the Santa Fe Railway Company?"

Rieman Tur shook his head:

It has to be said that Rieman Tour is a qualified politician, and he can say something very contagious with a very simple starting point.

But Chen Jianqiu is very clear about the gold content of these promises.

He leaned against the back of the sofa, resting his chin with one hand.

"Mr. Rieman Tour, please rest assured, I will consider continuing to invest in Mexico, and I will support him from beginning to end. As for the conditions, I will talk to President Dias when I have time."

Chen Jianqiu, he wants a port to go to sea.