Chapter 134: Compatriots (3)

The Chinese Exclusion Act is a pain that will always be in Ye Nan's heart, and it is also the shame of all Chinese in the United States. But they don't know where the specific reason lies. Instead, they firmly believe that their roots are in that land on the other side of the ocean, and they passively wait, waiting for the motherland to become strong so they can hold their heads high.

But they don't know that if they can't strengthen themselves, even if the motherland becomes strong, they will still suffer inhuman treatment.

Jews are even more miserable than the Chinese. At the beginning, they had no country and could only wander, but they were united and bravely participated in politics, choosing presidents and congressmen who were beneficial to the Jews. The result was the birth of Israel.

They are different from the Chinese. When the Chinese make money, they immediately hide it all and pass it on to future generations, while Jews use their money to participate in politics. Some people say that when a Jew makes money, 10% is donated to those in need, such as other Jews who are still wandering, 20% is used to participate in politics to support politicians who are friendly to them, and the remaining 70% is for food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

Ye Nan, backed by the William family, naturally didn't personally feel the treatment of the Chinese in the United States. But now, he had made up his mind to help his compatriots in trouble. The parts of his memory about the Chinese naturally all surfaced.

"A person's power is limited, but if the power of all the Chinese is added together, influencing American policy is also an easy thing." Ye Nan pondered in his heart.

Brother Xiong fiercely slapped the body of Ye Nan's car and roared, "I don't care if you Chinese are law-abiding, but now he must go back with me. Only..."

*Ding ding ding! * Brother Xiong's old-fashioned mobile phone rang. His voice changed immediately. "Hello, who is it?"

"It's me." Haiweimeier's voice came from the other end. "Did you block Mr. Ye Nan? Hmm, it's a Chinese."

"I did block a Chinese, but he definitely won't be Ye Nan." Brother Xiong said decisively.

He knew Ye Nan, the richest one among the Chinese in the United States, the big financier of the ICQ Company. He would definitely not sit in a low-end car worth tens of thousands of dollars.

"Then who did you block?"

"Who? I don't know. Who are you?" Brother Xiong's last sentence was directed at Ye Nan.

"My name is Ye Nan." Ye Nan said coldly.

"His name is Ye Nan, wait... Ye Nan?" Brother Xiong looked at Ye Nan, an incredible look appearing on his face. The hand holding the phone also trembled slightly. "Say it again, what's your name?"

"I don't change my name when I walk, I don't change my surname when I sit. I am Ye Nan, Ye Nan is me." Ye Nan said proudly, naturally generating an aura that shocked people's hearts.

"You damn black ghost, you've caused me trouble. Give the phone to Mr. Ye Nan." Haiweimeier was somewhat frantic on the other end of the phone.

*Here! * Brother Xiong handed the phone to Ye Nan in a daze, his whole person completely presenting a state of dementia. He never thought that the person he blocked was really Ye Nan.

"Haiweimeier."

"Mr. Ye Nan, the cause of this incident is because these two idiots haven't seen you. Please forgive me. I will transfer them away immediately, transfer them to prison."

"No need, it's not a big deal, just didn't want to be blocked. Since the matter has been resolved, there's nothing else." Ye Nan shook his head and hung up the phone. "Xiao Li, right? Now are you interested in taking me to visit Chinatown? I haven't been there for so long since coming to the United States. I feel like I'm not even a Chinese anymore."

"Of course I can." Xiao Li became somewhat fearful.

Ye Nan's evaluation in Chinatown had never been high, mainly because he ignored the difficult situation of the Chinese in the United States, making many people dissatisfied with him. But Xiao Li knew very well that this was entirely due to jealousy.

Jealous of Ye Nan's ability to achieve great success in the United States, jealous of Ye Nan's wealth, jealous of Ye Nan's status, jealous that on Ye Nan's birthday, many American congressmen and even the president would celebrate for Ye Nan.

They were jealous of everything Ye Nan possessed because they hadn't been as successful as Ye Nan, and even more so because Ye Nan had never paid attention to them.

They took it for granted that everyone was a fellow countryman and should support each other. Now that you've made it big, you should help your fellow countrymen. For this, they had gone to the ICQ Company to make trouble, but they didn't even alarm Ye Nan and were driven out, very miserably.

But Xiao Li knew even better that it was a small group of people making trouble, a small group of gang members. If it weren't for them inciting behind the scenes, other Chinese wouldn't go to make trouble. After all, such a figure appeared among the Chinese, and everyone would only take pride in it, saying to anyone they met: "Look, this is the pride of our Chinese, the helmsman of the American ICQ Company. You are all using our Chinese products."

Chinatown was originally formed by Chinese immigrants who moved abroad, wrapping themselves together because they faced a strange environment abroad. The customs and habits here still retained the habits of when they first went to Nanyang. Perhaps there were some changes over the long period of time, but they would definitely not be the same as the outside.

But I don't know when it started, gangs appeared in Chinatown, Chinese gangs. These gangs pulled in a large number of Chinese immigrants and gradually developed and grew. Gradually, they acted like tyrants on the land of Chinatown.

Someone once said that in Chinatown, the government can't manage it here. The real managers here are the major gangs.

To some extent, the existence of gangs is an indispensable part of Chinatown. Because of the existence of Chinese gangs, Chinatown has been able to occupy a place in New York City for so many years, although few white and black people come here.

Walking in Chinatown, Ye Nan felt like he had walked into another world, a world completely different from the outside. Everything here was so ancient and so pleasing.

"I've never been here before. Today I know that this place is actually so beautiful." Ye Nan sighed with admiration. Because he cared about the eyes on the other side of the ocean, Ye Nan intentionally or unintentionally forgot the existence of Chinese forces and was unwilling to get involved with them. But today, Ye Nan finally took the first step to help his compatriots.

"Beautiful? It's just a small village isolated from the world." Xiao Li curled his lips, as if somewhat looking down on it. "Besides, there are so many bullies in this village."

"Bullies?" Ye Nan was stunned. All were Chinese, all living in a foreign land, they should help each other and support each other. There might be many bullies, but there shouldn't be many.

"Is it the Qing Gang or the Hongmen?"

Ye Nan had heard of these two gangs. He heard that these two gangs were doing very well. Although they didn't participate in politics, they united with many Chinese rich people and fed a group of people with money, mainly the police and some city-level congressmen.

Actually, this was what he found most difficult to understand. Since they could bribe the police and congressmen, why didn't they bribe congressmen? Their wealth, if combined, should be enough. If they bribed congressmen, the Chinese Exclusion Act of that year wouldn't have been passed.

For example, if any congressman dared to propose expelling the Chinese now, not only would the White House oppose it, but that congressman would also eat a bullet, just like the congressman who proposed splitting the ICQ Company back then, who went directly to see God.

However, making the White House apologize for the events of that year, with his current strength, he couldn't do it. After all, apologizing is a matter of the White House's face. Even if it were him, he couldn't force the White House....

"That's not it." Xiao Li shook his head. "What kind of gangs are the Qing Gang and the Hongmen? Those are super-large gangs. They have their own sources of money and don't care about the protection fees collected from us. The real bullies are those small gangs."

"Small to a few people, big to dozens of people. They think they are the local emperors of Chinatown and collect taxes in Chinatown." Xiao Li gave a bitter smile. Chinatown had always been spontaneously gathered. When had there ever been an emperor? Even if there were, it was the Qing Gang or the Hongmen, those top-tier gangs in the entire United States, not these small gangs that didn't dare to go outside and compete with other gangs for territory.

"So they are just thugs." Ye Nan smiled. In his previous life, he had encountered thugs. That was when he was in college, and he was extorted for protection fees. At that time, because there were more than ten people on the other side, he and his classmates had to hand over their food money, causing him to be hungry for a day. Finally, he couldn't bear it and had to borrow money from classmates to get through the difficulty.

"They are indeed thugs, bastards who only dare to act like tyrants inside." Xiao Li said angrily. If they went outside to bully other white or black people, he would still admire them a little, but acting like tyrants in Chinatown, what kind of thing is this? And protection fees? The real protectors of Chinatown are not them, but the Qing Gang and the Hongmen.

"By the way, the Qing Gang and the Hongmen you mentioned, what are they like?" Ye Nan suddenly remembered that he wanted to cooperate with Chinese families and let the Chinese step onto the political stage, so he must meet the Qing Gang and the Hongmen and understand their thoughts.

"They are the pride of our Chinatown, the patron saints of our Chinatown." Xiao Li said with pride when mentioning the Qing Gang and the Hongmen. "If it weren't for them, our Chinatown would have been swallowed up by other Japanese gangs or the Italian Mafia long ago."

"Doesn't the government care?" Ye Nan pondered and said.

"The government can't manage it here. The Qing Gang and the Hongmen are the rule-makers of Chinatown. They are the managers here." Xiao Li replied.

"Yo, Xiao Li brought a stranger today. Why, here to send money to your brothers?" ===== CHAPTER 135 =====