mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 469 Ten Days Restoration in New York ([-])

The "New York Times", "New York Herald", "New York Telegraph", "New York Sun" and other newspapers reported that Zhao Chuanxin scuttled the Great White Fleet Minnesota.

Among them, the "New York Sun" reported that Zhao Chuanxin broke the neck of Robly D. Evans.

The New York Sun was cheap, a penny.

The New York Sun has a huge circulation today.

Even those who eat melons at the port must buy a copy of the "New York Sun" today to review whether there are any exciting parts that they have missed.

The Great White Fleet is now changing coaches for the third time.

The first term handed over the coaching position to Robly D. Evans due to physical reasons.

Now, it was the turn of Rear Admiral William H. Emery.

Charles Anderson Dana, director of the urban news department of the "New York Sun", attached great importance to this news. He once said a famous saying: It is not news that a dog bites a man, but it is news that a man bites a dog.

Other newspapers said how cruel Zhao Chuanxin was, but he wanted his subordinates to change their focus.

For example, the Great White Fleet has changed coaches three times, which shows that its fate is ill-fated; Zhao Chuanxin’s attack on the Great White Fleet this time, his goal has been achieved, and he wants to get back 750 million US dollars; Zhao Chuanxin, the evil star, is about to leave the United States; Zhao Chuanxin Killed several policemen at the train station yesterday because of discrimination, threatening that New York needs to change the atmosphere...

The news in other newspapers can be seen and heard everywhere, but they dig and dig and dig behind this news garden.

The way of finding another way has indeed ushered in countless fans.

Chamberlain is in his office, drinking coffee.

"Cough cough..."

A sip of coffee is easy to spit out.

Sure enough, being a production manager is life-threatening.

Fortunately, Zhao Chuanxin promised to return to China in ten days.

It seems that Monkey King has gone to the magic spell.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

Chamberlain said, adjusted his tie, and sat upright: "Come in."

It was Ning An who knocked on the door.

Ning An went straight to the point: "Mr. is back in New York, but he wants me to tell you something - the ban is nothing to him. As long as someone makes a fool of himself, Mr. will come to the United States from Asia immediately. Mr. said, offend me!" Those who pass on the salary will be punished even if they are far away!"

Chamberlain's smile froze: Is the logic so meticulous?
Ning An smiled: "I will be stationed in the factory from now on."

After saying that, he left.

Chamberlain picked up the newspaper again, and saw some content on it that he didn't pay attention to.

For example, Da Luo urgently announced yesterday that the bill was abolished.

In fact, I don’t know how, but in name, a mountain that weighed on the heads of overseas Chinese has finally been removed.

Chamberlain's pupils shrank.

In fact, this event itself is of greater significance than the sinking of the Minnesota, and it is related to the political direction of the next century.

Another incident is also related to Zhao Chuanxin. After the financial crisis, the Congress and Da Luo agreed that the US banking industry needs to be supervised and the National Monetary Commission was established.

From the bailout operations of JP Morgan and Rockefeller, we can see many of their behaviors full of selfish desires.

Congress will not allow the next emergency to hand over the rescue operation to these capital giants.

Even less, people like Fritz Heinze and Thomas W. Lawson will not be allowed to easily manipulate the market and lead the US economy by the nose.

But the process of research and discussion may last for several years.

It was five years later that the final conclusion was reached, when the United States officially entered the era of the Federal Reserve...

……

Zhao Chuanxin went to Kurdex with four people, but only three people returned.

When he returned to North Tarrytown, Ethan Manor.

He saw a lot of Chinese and reporters blocked outside the gate of the manor.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a white-haired old lady with a bamboo basket on her arm and covered with a rag. She stood on tiptoe and looked forward to it.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped off the carriage.

The surrounding Chinese were stunned. All the newspapers were reporting on Zhao Chuanxin, but there was not even a single photo of Zhao Chuanxin.

There are only two sporadic photos of the back of the head.

It is more of a text description, an obvious feature - tall and tall.

Right.

The old lady's teeth were almost gone, she pursed her lips and asked, "Are you Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "I am."

The old lady stepped forward tremblingly, and handed him the basket: "I heard from my son that you forced the Yankee to amend the bill. I, I, my old bone, have nothing to repay you. This egg Mr. Zhao You must accept it..."

To be honest, Zhao Chuanxin did things from his heart. He used to do things according to his own temper. Now he has a little more planning in his work, but he never thought that anyone would thank him, let alone moral kidnapping.

He ran around, but few people could touch his figure.

This was the first time in his life that someone specially thanked him with something.

Zhao Chuanxin was a little uncomfortable.

Lao Tzu is a bad guy, the kind who is so bad that he can kill and set fire. How can anyone thank him?
Before he could say anything, the rest of the Chinese crowd rushed forward, chattering: "Mr. Zhao, I have a little heart, please accept it..."

"I brought Chinese cabbage, I grew it myself..."

"A radish, a good radish, nourishes Qi and blood..."

Benjamin Goldberg looked at it, and suddenly felt that there were other things in life that were more meaningful than hunting for novelty.

Zhao Chuanxin coughed dryly: "Well, the so-called person who knows food is a hero. It just happens that the expenses are high recently, and some of the family can't open the pot. Put everything down, and people can leave. If you are in charge of food, you can't let you eat these things again. ?”

The crowd laughed.

It is impossible to eat here.

But it would be a pity for everyone to leave like this.

A young man was full of admiration: "Mr. Zhao, can you tell us a few words?"

"What are you talking about? Murder and arson?"

The young man was embarrassed and insisted: "Anyway, Mr. Zhao said a few words, and we all love to listen."

Zhao Chuanxin saw that everyone was looking forward to it, so he thought about it and said: "Then talk nonsense. Qing Dynasty, don't count on it. If you want to not be bullied outside, you have to be self-reliant.

I want to tell you that the physique of our Chinese nation has been strong since ancient times.

The temperament of our Chinese nation has been industrious since ancient times.

Just like me. "

Benjamin Goldberg: "…"

Is Master really hardworking?
But he saw that the audience was mesmerized, and they were all kept in the dark.

Zhao Chuanxin continued: "I know that our Chinese nation loves the land and likes to save money.

But don't save your money on food.

We're going to eat better than white people and be stronger than them.

We earn more than they do. "

The young man said angrily: "But, Mr. Zhao, when assigning jobs, they always assign us the jobs that are the hardest, the most tiring, and the least profitable. What should we do?"

What he said was the truth.

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while and said: "I can't control the Chinese in the United States, but in this three-acre land in New York, the three words Zhao Chuanxin are still powerful.

The Lawson Trust of Wall Street, you know?

If there are Chinese who want to start a business, Lawson Trust Company will provide loans and provide guidance for entrepreneurial projects.

If you don't give good jobs, create them yourself. "

The crowd was in an uproar.

Some people dare not do business, but there are many people who are smart and want to make a fortune.

An elderly man, wearing a double-breasted jacket with the sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong forearms, he looked like a working class man.

He asked: "Mr. Zhao, what should we do if those white devils team up to smash our shop and even kill people?"

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: "My words are only for reference, whether you listen or not is up to you.

If it's me, whoever touches Lao Tzu's money and property will be mortal, murder, set fire, demolish his family's grave, threaten his wife and children, and do everything possible.

For them, we want to distort human nature and degenerate morality. This is the answer, anyway, it is--boil his second aunt, and it's over!

Some people may die, but as long as there are dozens of people who dare to stand up and resist, they will be afraid.

You bastard, the next time you want to touch your property, you have to weigh it up, whether he can bear the consequences! "

The crowd was awe-inspiring.

Sure enough, it was Zhao Chuanxin.

That's exactly what he did, scuttling even the battleships of the Great White Fleet.

So these words are quite convincing, not just mouth talk.

The elders may be stable, but the young are tempted.

The young man before turned red: "Mr. Zhao, but we are just a mess, can we do it?"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "Who said you are a mess?
Situ Meitang.

An Liang Tang.

Have you heard it? "

The young man's eyes lit up: "I've heard of it."

Zhao Chuanxin said loudly: "If you have anything to do, you can contact An Liangtang. If An Liangtang doesn't care, I will give you a telegram address. If you send me a telegram, I will take care of it."

All the people present were moved.

The old lady wiped her tears: "Mr. Zhao, you have defended us in every possible way, but we have nothing to repay you."

Zhao Chuanxin is a bachelor: "I will take care of your troubles, and I don't need you. However, even if you are abroad, one day, the country will be invaded, such as the little Japan that has always plotted evil. I hope that you, and even Your descendants must help the country tide over the difficulties."

The young man shouted: "If the country goes to war, I am willing to donate all my money and go to the country with the country!"

"Okay!" Zhao Chuanxin knew that these overseas Chinese really did this during the Anti-Japanese War, and the current overseas Chinese are not banana people.He also promised: "I will ask people to set up a business consultant office, and I will pay to hire people. If anyone wants to do business, I will provide you with free consulting services! They will help you make suggestions for free. I hope that overseas Chinese will be people in the future." people……"

Benjamin Goldberg blinked.

He pondered for a while, Master made a lot of investments, and he also owns a lot of property.

Now that he wants to borrow money and provide business consulting, Benjamin Goldberg feels that the master is paying on the surface, but he is actually planning something.

Business consultants are fresh and tight these days.

Based on the calculation of 100 Chinese businessmen, if this business consulting company influences the business direction of 60 of them, and only 30 of them achieve success, then the power of these 30 people in the future cannot be underestimated.

Benjamin Goldberg's eyes were clear and sharp, and he thought to himself that Master's hand is really wonderful, so what resources he wants in the future is just a word.

After saying a few more words, Zhao Chuanxin became impatient: "Okay, okay, let's all go back, I still have things to do."

The Chinese are all gone, but a few white people and reporters are left behind.

(End of this chapter)