Chapter 450: Fellow Countrymen Meeting Fellow Countrymen

"Boss, that guy from the church has flown back to Washington!" Silva reported to Chen Jiajun with a smile.

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "Got it!"

"The other party might not appreciate your help!" Silva said to Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun gave a cold laugh: "I didn't intend for him to appreciate it; I just wanted him to know that if I wanted to take him out, I'd have plenty of opportunities! It's just to make him act sensibly!"

"After all, with him existing, James will also have concerns; it's just a state of checks and balances. As everyone knows, a triangle is very stable!"

Silva suddenly realized: "So that's the idea you had in mind!"

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "This is just the beginning, and who knows, maybe we'll cooperate in the future? Offending someone to the point of no return is not a good thing."

"Alright, since you've said so, Boss! I'll go attend to my own affairs." After nodding, Silva stood up to take his leave.

After Chen Jiajun finished discussing matters with Silva, Monica leaned over: "Are you done talking?"

Chen Jiajun put his arm around Monica's slender waist and said: "How did the interview go?"

"Not bad, at least the treatment is first-class." Monica seemed very satisfied.

After all, even some second-rate small stars in Hollywood might not be able to get these kinds of resources, and the pay was extremely generous.

With the help of the advertising industry, it might serve as a stepping stone to Hollywood.

So, these past few days, Monica had been serving him with extra effort, making Chen Jiajun feel a bit overwhelmed by this Italian woman.

Chen Jiajun patted Monica's back and said: "Alright, I'll have someone send over a gown later; you're coming with me to a party tonight!"

"A party? What kind?" Monica asked curiously.

Chen Jiajun said with a smile: "The police's."

"Oh! The fundraising party put on by the San Francisco Police Department!" Monica immediately reacted.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "After all, most of my business is here, so I have to maintain a good relationship with these local power brokers!"

The police system in the United States is very complex, roughly divisible into federal, state, city, and county levels.

But they have no hierarchical distinction; they are completely equal and not subordinate to one another.

No one is anyone's superior; there is only a relationship of mutual cooperation.

And their funding comes from local property taxes, and Congress frequently cuts police budgets.

This leads the police in every locality to have to think of other tricks to get funding.

And this kind of charity banquet held by the police is specifically for asking local wealthy people for donations.

That evening, Chen Jiajun brought Monica along.

Cao Weicai had also managed to hook up with a female companion from somewhere.

After the two met, Chen Jiajun asked directly: "How is it? Is it settled?"

Cao Weicai said with a smile: "The San Francisco Police Department is currently having a headache over next quarter's budget! It's definitely no problem!"

"That's good, don't be stingy; if you're going to give a gift, give enough at once!" Chen Jiajun instructed.

Cao Weicai smiled and said: "I know, Boss, I've prepared an 'offer they can't refuse' for them."

"Hahaha!" Chen Jiajun immediately laughed.

The two walked into the venue and soon found David Filo.

This kid had smartly chosen his side and was now considered part of Chen Jiajun's core team.

Yahoo was being managed quite well and had a rather thriving feel to it.

The stock price was rising almost every day, making David a star in this circle very quickly.

After driving Wang Zhiyuan out, Yahoo also became managed by him alone.

You have to know that before this, David was almost Wang Zhiyuan's lackey.

No man is willing to follow behind someone else's backside watching them hold power; David was naturally the same.

Moreover, Wang Zhiyuan's series of actions made David, an American who knew the business circle well, feel very disdainful.

"David, how is the ad content coming along?" When they bumped into each other, Chen Jiajun chatted casually about Yahoo's newly launched feature, which was the sidebar ad function.

The ad function that David and Wang Zhiyuan had come up with before was simply too crude and also very disgusting to people; some even complained about them to the regulatory authorities.

So Chen Jiajun gave him a line of thought and told him to try a different method.

Unexpectedly, the new ad function received unanimous praise; not only were the users satisfied, but those advertisers also came to Yahoo one after another with money in hand.

David said excitedly: "Boss, I have to say you're a genius! Now the advertisers are almost bursting through our company's doors!"

"Hahaha!" Chen Jiajun smiled and patted David on the shoulder, saying: "I just provided an idea; you're the ones doing the work!"

"Without the Boss's guidance, we probably would have lost too much," David said with a sincere face.

It must be said that compared to that guy Wang Zhiyuan, David was much better in both character and work; it's a mystery how the other Yahoo was run into the ground.

Just as Chen Jiajun was chatting happily with David, Cao Weicai pulled Chen Jiajun and said: "Boss, that is the Chief of the San Francisco Police Department! His name is Jeffrey Grant!" Grant had heard from his subordinates about the large check Cao Weicai had brought up and immediately rushed over.

This was a Big Water Pipe; he had to be served carefully.

"Chief Grant, this is the boss of our United Aerospace Capital and Yahoo, Mr. Chen Jiajun, who is also a knight conferred by England!" After shaking hands with Jeffrey, Cao Weicai introduced him.

After all, an English title still had some market value here in the United States.

Jeffrey immediately wore a bright smile on his face: "Sir Chen, thank you for your support of our San Francisco Police Department; you can just call me Jeffrey!"

"Very happy to meet you, Jeffrey!" Chen Jiajun also smiled and shook hands with him, and the two began to chat: "And don't call me any Sir; just call me Chen!"

The two looked like old friends at first sight; those who didn't know would really think they were long-lost friends.

Although they were chatting about other topics, Chen Jiajun understood that the matter was done.

From now on, it was equivalent to having someone covering him in San Francisco.

After chatting for a while, Jeffrey took his leave.

After all, he couldn't spend the whole banquet accompanying Chen Jiajun alone.

A banquet like this is a place to build connections; for example, Chen Jiajun's group was already being eyed by others.

"Hello Mr. Chen, let me introduce myself. I am Fang Ping, a member of the Jialifuniya Chinese Chamber of Commerce." A young man ran up to Chen Jiajun and introduced himself.

"Hello Mr. Fang!" Although Chen Jiajun did not know the other party's intentions, he still nodded and greeted him.

Fang Ping took the opportunity to get familiar: "Is Mr. Chen from Hong Kong? My hometown is also in Hong Kong!"

"Oh? That is quite a coincidence; we are fellow townsmen then." Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

"Indeed. I have long heard of Mr. Chen's great name here in North America. I didn't expect you to have caused such a big stir in North America so quietly!" Fang Ping said flatteringly.

This was indeed something the local Chinese Chamber of Commerce had not expected.

Chen Jiajun had unexpectedly developed such a large sphere of influence in San Francisco without anyone noticing.

United Aerospace Capital, Yahoo, Intel, and others were all related to high-tech industries.

This made these Chinese Chambers of Commerce very envious, and they wanted to use Chen Jiajun's status to enter the field.

That was why they had specifically sent someone to find him today, intending to take the opportunity to win Chen Jiajun over.

Although Chen Jiajun did not yet know what these people were up to, he continued to exchange pleasantries with him.

Since the other party was not in a hurry, Chen Jiajun would not take the initiative to ask.

After beating around the bush for a long time, Fang Ping finally could not hold back.

He extended an invitation to Chen Jiajun: "Mr. Chen, look, we are all our own people. I wonder if you are interested in joining our Chinese Chamber of Commerce? Our Chinese Chamber of Commerce covers all walks of life and upholds the principle of mutual benefit and assistance; fellow countrymen all help each other!"

Hearing Fang Ping's words, a flash of sharp light flickered in Chen Jiajun's eyes.

He neither refused nor agreed, only saying: "Sorry, I don't know much about the Chinese Chamber of Commerce yet, and I'm afraid I cannot give you an answer right now."

Fang Ping's eyes showed some disappointment, but he quickly smiled and said: "Of course, Mr. Chen can learn more about it before making a decision!"

Chen Jiajun smiled and nodded, then stood up to take his leave.

After Fang Ping left, Cao Weicai suddenly leaned over and said to Chen Jiajun: "Boss, what did that guy want with you just now?"

Chen Jiajun shrugged and said: "He said he wanted me to join the local Chinese Chamber of Commerce!"

"You didn't agree to them, did you?" Cao Weicai was startled.

"No, why are you reacting so strongly?" Chen Jiajun said with a strange look on his face.

Cao Weicai sneered and said: "Because those people are truly a bunch of bastards. There are not a few Chinese who have been swindled by them until they were penniless!"

"Is there a story behind this?" Chen Jiajun asked curiously.

Cao Weicai nodded and said: "When my uncle first came to the United States, he was originally in the foreign trade business and had some money in his pocket! Plus, he knew quite a few Gweilo, so he simply immigrated here to develop."

"At first, his business was doing very well, and he even reached the top level in one industry in New York, which then attracted the attention of these Chinese Chambers of Commerce."

"After joining the Chinese Chamber of Commerce and cooperating with a few 'so-called' fellow countrymen, not only was his company cheated away, but he also became addicted to drugs and burdened with a huge amount of debt. A perfectly fine Big Boss actually needed me, his junior, to provide relief. Not long after, unable to bear the psychological disparity, he committed suicide."

When Cao Weicai spoke of this matter, he gritted his teeth, his emotions somewhat agitated.

Chen Jiajun said with some surprise: "There is such a thing? But surely they aren't all like that, right?"

Cao Weicai took a deep breath and said: "I don't deny there are good people, but most of them no longer consider themselves Chinese; instead, they treat this identity as a tool for swindling and cheating."

"The so-called 'fellow countrymen meeting fellow countrymen, eyes full of tears' is all nonsense. In the United States, it's 'fellow countrymen meeting fellow countrymen, shooting each other in the back'!"

"You probably don't know, but many bosses in these Chinese Chambers of Commerce have many sweatshops in their hands! They specifically look for those Chinese who have smuggled themselves in, trick them into the factories to work, and squeeze them to death! They have long since become birds of a feather with those vampires in the United States!"

After listening to Cao Weicai's words, Chen Jiajun could not help but nod: "I understand. I told them I would consider it; I did not agree to them!"

"That's good!" Cao Weicai exhorted: "Boss, from now on, when you see local Chinese in the United States, they should be the ones you are vigilant against! Ever since the older generation passed away, the people now don't understand what patriotism is at all!" (End of chapter)