America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 350 Meeting in Santiago

The meeting between Chen Jianqiu and General Patricio Lynch was arranged in San Diego.

This is an ancient city with a great history, which is said to have been built in 1541.

The whole city is built around Santa Lucia Mountain, and various Spanish-style buildings are arranged at the foot of the mountain, row upon row.

In recent years, the city has developed rapidly due to the discovery and excavation of copper mines, and its scale has become larger and larger.

In Chen Jianqiu's eyes, the construction of San Diego is at least as good as that of Denver in the same period.

Weng Derong took him and Camilla through the city along the main road, and then stopped in front of a luxurious mansion at the foot of the mountain.

"This is the mansion of General Lynch." Weng Derong said to Chen Jianqiu who was looking up at the building.

He came here once at the invitation of the general.

Chen Jianqiu looked back, got off the horse, and straightened his clothes.

"The reason for your visit is also clearly stated in the letter. Regarding the first article, the Chilean government and I will fulfill our promise and hand over Iquique to your autonomous management. The Chinese have already proved with their own actions that they are willing to serve The country pays for itself."

The general took another sip of tea, but he was watching Chen Jianqiu from the corner of his eye.

"It's just that you don't have long braids behind your head." He gestured at the back of his head with his hand.

Not to mention the Chinese who have no status in the world.

"There is a man named Mbak Swanson, do you know?" The general took a sip of tea from his teacup, then spat a few tea leaves into a spittoon beside him.

"Presumably, you are that Mr. Chen, right? General Weng told me that under your leadership, the brown-clothed army is in full swing?" The general said to Chen Jianqiu, as if he was talking to a junior in his army.

Chen Jianqiu walked in, and the general closed the door behind him.

After a while, a servant brought four tea bowls up, and put a bowl for each of them on the coffee table at their hands.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Chris Hunter, and I am the British ambassador to Chile," the man said.

"According to the information we got, he and an American company behind him played a very disgraceful role in this war." The smile on the general's face disappeared, "We originally wanted to hand him over to the US government, But he's missing."

"As far as I know, you are from the United States, right?" The general's eyes were very sharp.

"I'm a Han Chinese, and I don't like that kind of haircut that looks like a ghost." Chen Jianqiu said.

"The general is waiting for you inside," he said.

The three of them walked in through the gate, walked through a long corridor covered with oil paintings, and came to an empty living room.

He wore a black cloth robe today, while Camilla beside him put on a dark red dress.

He surveyed the room.

"Mr. Chen, you want to buy it, or cooperate with the Chilean government to develop nitrate mines. I don't dare to promise you?"

Chen Jianqiu shook his hand, but his gaze stayed on his face without moving away.

Compared with the general, he had ordered in advance.

"So, is this what the 'giant' behind you means?"

The general said unhurriedly, every sentence contained weight.

"I don't know if General Weng told you that those mine owners in Peru don't treat Chinese workers as human beings." He recalled the scene when he first met Weng Derong, "If I remember correctly, The original owner of your mine seems to be an American."

Presumably this is General Patricio Lynch.

ambassador?What are you looking for?
"First of all, as an ally of the Chilean government, I am very grateful to you for your contribution to the victory of this war." Hunter said, "The heroism and skill you and your soldiers have shown in this war are impressive. profound."

And there was a man in a suit standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling bed with his back turned to him.

When the waiter at the door saw the three of them, he came up and took the reins from them.

So he didn't continue the topic.

"Mr. Chen, we sent people to study the battles you won, to investigate the battlefields, such as the beaches of Iquique, and to observe the traces of those scenes, even the corpses."

After they passed through a corridor, Chen Jianqiu saw a heavy wooden door carved with patterns.

"Haha, I know this, I know." The general laughed heartily.

Everyone sat down.

"Study our battle?"

This sentence surprised Chen Jianqiu a little.

"I'm just a businessman, sir. Weng Shuai commanded well." Chen Jianqiu looked at Weng Derong. "More importantly, the Chinese soldiers regard this place as their homeland, so they fight against the enemy together."

He was a lanky man with a goatee and a very heavy Cockney accent.
"Hi, Mr. Chen, nice to meet you." He extended a hand to Chen Jianqiu.

The ambassador from London seems to be different.

"Oh?" Chen Jianqiu raised his eyebrows.

A picture appeared in Chen Jianqiu's mind.

A middle-aged soldier in military uniform was sitting on a huanghuali Chinese chair.

She is now the one who doesn't understand anything in this room.

The general obviously didn't understand what Chen Jianqiu meant. He was just a lover of Chinese culture, not a Chinese hand.

"I have been to Guangzhou and stayed there for a while." The general said to Chen Jianqiu, "The young businessmen there are dressed similarly to you."

In his impression, the gentleman with the Mi Ziqi flag in the old London of Great Britain always reveals a kind of arrogance of "I am the best in the world".

"Welcome, my Chinese friends!"

Chen Jianqiu pouted.

Hearing the movement at the door, he turned around.

He has a small mustache, a very straight nose, and piercing eyes.

The general did not answer this question directly, but stood up and said to Chen Jianqiu:
"There is a gentleman, I want to see you, please come with me."

After seeing the three people come in, he stood up and greeted them with a smile.

"I don't know." Chen Jianqiu shook his head.

"Yes."

It seems that no translation is needed.

"What's the matter? Please tell me directly." Chen Jianqiu said straight to the point.

Chen Jianqiu asked with a calm expression.

"Please sit down, please sit down." He pointed to the chairs opposite him that were also made of huanghuali, and said to the three of them.

"Hello, Mr. Ambassador." Chen Jianqiu's face was calm, but he was muttering in his heart.

"Please come in."

The general paused for a while, and at the same time, his eyes stopped on Chen Jianqiu's face.

Chen Jianqiu didn't speak, Weng Derong looked at the general, while Camilla was tasting tea.

The general opened the door.

"But the second"

Ambassador Hunter hesitated for a moment, but said:

From the looks of it, this should be the general's study.

There are bookcases on both walls of the room, and there are all kinds of books on them, including some Chinese thread-bound books. On one of the bookcases, there is a large portrait of the general.

Chen Jianqiu smelled a strong scent of oolong tea.

"We're not sure if it's his own behavior or on behalf of the U.S. government, but it's clear there's no place for U.S. businessmen here anymore."

Since Abiot's long stay in Juarez, this girl has become his official Spanish translator.

The gentleman's body should now be under the sea under the weight of stones.

Chen Jianqiu gave Weng Derong and Camilla a wink each, signaling them to wait here, and followed the general to leave the living room.

It is standard Cantonese from the beginning.

"And in our country, we are willing to give every Chinese worker equal treatment and opportunity as a citizen. This is what I have always emphasized to our leaders."

"Well, yes." Hunter nodded, "Because your record is so dazzling and incredible, it has aroused our interest."

"After we synthesized various materials and information, we came to a conclusion."

Hunter stared at Chen Jianqiu intently.

"You should have mastered a powerful weapon that didn't exist in this world before!"

(End of this chapter)