America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 553 36 York Avenue

Theodore Roosevelt was not hard to find.

The Roosevelt family itself is a well-known business family in New York. His father is a banker, and he has four brothers and sisters, which can be considered a thriving population.

The area around Oyster Bay on Long Island is their mansion.

So, soon after McKinley and Hanna arrived in New York, they visited the former NYPD chief.

Regarding the arrival of the two Republican leaders, Roosevelt was very calm.

After all, although both parties are members of the Republican Party, they still have slightly different political views.

In the Republican Party dominated by conservatives, Roosevelt was regarded as an enterprising young and young faction, showing his sharpness.

He never counted on the two to choose him as a core team member for the election, because the conservative core has always considered him "unreliable".

"Mr. Roosevelt, I sincerely invite you to join our campaign, and if we succeed, I hope you will serve in my cabinet administration."

After some exchange, McKinley extended an invitation to the host.

Roosevelt could hear that McKinley's invitation was not duplicity, at least with some sincerity.

40.00%, no more.

He also knows what the other 60.00% is.

So Roosevelt waited quietly, waiting for the other party to say something.

Sure enough, the two of them did not forget the most important task of their visit this time.

McKinley glanced at Hannah.

Hannah lifted his buttocks and straightened his shirt:

"Mr. Roosevelt, I heard that you have a good personal relationship with Mr. Chen from New Mexico, is that true?"

Roosevelt adjusted his glasses:

"It's a personal relationship. When I was running a farm in North Dakota, he visited me as a guest. We hunted together. In addition, he saved my life more than once."

McKinley and Hanna were suddenly interested.

If a person is willing to save another person's life over and over again, the relationship between those two people must be extraordinary.

McKinley sat up straight again, and said solemnly:

"Mr. Roosevelt, can you help us make an appointment with Mr. Chen? We hope to get his help. As far as I know, his influence in the west, especially among the Chinese, is very important."

When Roosevelt heard this, his expression suddenly became strange:
"What you said is true. His influence is indeed great, but as far as I know, he is not very interested in politics, otherwise he would have already entered the Democratic Party or the Republican Party."

Hannah waved his hand:

"This is not a problem. The Chinese people have never been very interested in politics. You just need to introduce us. We can leave this matter to us."

Not interested in politics?

Are there any big businessmen in the United States who are not interested in politics these days?
He is also a businessman himself, and he knows that in this era of monopoly capital, business and politics have become inseparable.

Businessmen have the ability and need to let the political machine exercise their will to influence the country so that their business empire is indestructible.

Who could say no to a potential president and Republican voice?

Roosevelt thought for a while:

"He lives at 36 York Avenue in Manhattan. He happened to be in New York recently. You can go to him directly,"

This time it was Hannah's and McKinley's turn to look strange:

"Won't you ask him out for us? Wouldn't that be better?" McKinley asked.

"Appointment? No, no, no, Chen is very weird, he basically doesn't accept appointments. In his own words, it depends on 'fate', which is a term in his ancient country. It's wonderful."

Hanna and McKinley seemed to understand.

These Chinese people are always so mysterious, so, as Roosevelt said, let's meet them once.

Early the next morning, Hannah and McKinley appeared on York Avenue.

This area was originally a wealthy area, and Hanna had a house nearby, but he was busy with elections recently, so he didn't live much.

The maple leaves on both sides of the avenue are red, and they are really beautiful under the sunshine.

McKinley couldn't help but stop and watch, while Hannah stood behind him with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, a patrolman walked over.

"Ah, Mr. Hannah! When did you come back?" He warmly greeted the old man.

Of course he knew the famous Mr. Hanna, because he was also one of the residents here.

"Oh, yesterday, I came back to take a look." Hannah also smiled and waved at the patrolman, like a kind rich man.

In New York, the relationship between the police and the people in the rich area has always been so happy.

Hannah suddenly remembered something, and stopped the patrolman who was about to leave:
"By the way, officer, do you know the resident of No. 36?"

"Oh, you said Mr. Chen, of course you know, he is the only Chinese living here, hey, he is completely different from other Chinese I have ever met, very friendly and helpful, he." The Jedi spoke.

"Um, did you see him this morning?" Hannah couldn't help interrupting the patrolman.

"Oh, he went out early in the morning." The patrolman said with a smile, "It was not yet dawn at that time. Although he has not lived here for a long time like you, I know he is as busy as you. Speaking of this Mr. Chen, I want to say that his wife is actually a legend, she..."

"Let's take a look." The unwilling McKinley couldn't listen anymore, and he took his eyes back from Maple Leaf.

After bidding farewell to the chatty patrolman, the two came to the house at No. 36 York Avenue.

Not surprisingly, the door was closed, and even the curtains in the room were drawn.

Hannah walked up the steps, came to the door, and knocked softly on the door.

No one responded.

"Don't even have servants? That's strange." Hannah muttered, knocking on the door again.

There was still no movement in the house.

"The family doesn't seem to have seen any servants recently. Mrs. Chen must have gone to send the children to school, so there is no one at home."

A familiar voice came from behind.

Hannah and McKinley turned their heads to see that it was the chatty patrolman again.

"Although you didn't say that you were visiting Mr. Chen, I guessed it. I was afraid that you would miss nothing, so I came back after thinking about it." The patrolman shrugged.

Hannah's face was a little dark.

The patrolman's "enthusiasm" made him a little dumbfounded.

"Then do you know when he will come back?" the old man asked with a "friendly" face.

"It's usually at night. I saw Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen bring their children back when I was on the night shift. It was around five or six in the afternoon." The patrolman replied after thinking for a while.

Then he fell into a travail again: "Hey, mentioning their son, I'll tell you"

McKinley smiled the whole time.

He was willing to listen to everything the patrolman said with this gesture.

Here's what a president has to do: listen to the voice of an ordinary person, even if it doesn't interest you at all.

But Hannah couldn't bear it.

He patted McKinley on the shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Let's come back in the evening."

Immediately, Hannah raised his head, made a farewell gesture to the patrolman who was talking, and left decisively.

There was only one patrolman left who was still unsatisfied:

"I haven't actually finished yet."

The time soon came to evening.

After being rejected by Chen Jianqiu, McKinley went to meet with several Wall Street bankers at Hanna's arrangement in the morning, and visited the New York Chamber of Commerce in the afternoon.

After a simple breakfast and dinner in Hanna's mansion, the two rushed to Chen Jianqiu's house without stopping.

It was already sunset.

When the two came to the door of Chen Jianqiu's house again, they were dumbfounded.

The gate was still closed, except that the sun changed from east to west, it seemed to be the same as in the morning.

McKinley decided to take a walk around the area with Hanna.

Think of it as digesting the dinner you just ate.

They walked around for more than an hour, passed through several blocks, and finally came back here.

It was completely dark at this time, and the street lights on New York Road had been turned on.

However, when they turned the corner and could see Chen Jianqiu's mansion, their hearts sank again.

The house was pitch black.

Even if the curtains are pulled up, it is not impossible for a little light to come out.

McKinley took out his pocket watch and glanced at it by the light of a street lamp.

In fact, it was only 06:30.

In autumn in New York, it gets dark really early.

Just when the two were discussing about leaving again, suddenly, a carriage stopped at the door of Chen Jianqiu's house with a "jingle bell".

An extremely beautiful lady stepped out of the carriage with a little boy.

The woman was wearing a dark red dress, which looked a little unusual under the street lights in the night, while the little boy was alive and kicking, and arrived at the door of the house before his mother.

This woman is naturally Chen Jianqiu's wife Camilla, and the little boy is his son Xiaopengkun.

Just as Camilla took out the key from her handbag and was about to open the door, a voice came from behind her:
"Mrs. Chen, we are here to visit Mr. Chen. Is he there?"

Camilla turned around and saw two people standing under the streetlight at the door.

"My name is Marcus Hannah, a Republican, and this one is William McKinley, Governor of Ohio."

The old man introduced himself and McKinley to Camilla politely, while McKinley kept his usual smile.

"Come in! Come in! Jianqiu hasn't come back yet, but it should be soon, you guys should wait a while when you enter the house." Camilla waved enthusiastically to the two.

Both Hanna and McKinley were a little embarrassed.

Does Chen Jianqiu's wife have no sense of self-protection?
On this big night, a woman and a child dare to put two strange men in like this?
Just when the two were still hesitating, the child actually waved at them again and again:
"This uncle, this grandpa, hurry up and come in! It might be cold outside later!"

The two thought about it and decided to go in.

Since I have been walking for more than an hour, let's go directly into the house and wait a little longer.

Anyway, I've been waiting, and it's not too late.

At this time, Camilla had already turned on all the lights in the hall of the house.

The hall suddenly became brighter.

"Both, sit down for a while." Camilla pointed to the mahogany sofa in the living room, "Have you had dinner yet?"

This is not the classic Chinese greeting, but really wants to know if the two have eaten.

"Oh, no, we've already eaten, thank you." Hannah and McKinley sat down on the wooden sofas.

"Okay, then I'll boil some water and make some tea for you." Camilla turned to the little Kunpeng who was running around, and said, "Kunpeng, you go and accompany the two guests."

As soon as Xiao Pengkun heard this, he immediately ran to the living room, climbed onto a mahogany chair, and looked at the two Republican leaders opposite with a smile.

"Are you really not afraid?" Hannah was a little bored, and began to tease Xiaopengkun, "It's late at night, what if the two of us are bad guys?"

Unexpectedly, Xiaopeng Kun was not only not afraid, but excited.

His next move made the hairs on the backs of the two Republican leaders stand on end.

"The bad guys came, but they were all beaten to death!" Xiaopeng Kun said with a smile.

"I killed one, and my mother killed five!" He pointed to the stairs not far behind the two,

"He died right there! There was a lot of blood."

(End of this chapter)