Chapter 1006
Sacramento, California.
As the capital of California, it is not in San Francisco, nor is it in Los Angeles, but here!
Governor's office.
Walking in, Xiao En took off his hat and gestured, "Very happy to see you, sir!"
"I've heard Councilor Mote mention you, Xiao En! Very happy to see such a talented young man!"
Speaking with a face full of smiles, the Governor invited the other party to sit down.
As Republicans, everyone was in the same boat, so Xiao En did not hide his ambition; he intended to become the mayor of San Francisco.
Faced with Xiao En making such a request the moment he arrived, the Governor showed a rather difficult expression and said, "Xiao En, it's not that I don't want to help you, but with your current odds of winning, there's simply no way to contend with Grant!"
Looking seriously at Xiao En, the Governor couldn't help but sigh.
Because although everyone was on the same side, under certain circumstances, he was unwilling to do things without compensation, especially when it meant offending a councilor who was about to win the election.
Hearing the Governor's words, Xiao En stepped forward and smiled, "Has no one told you that Grant won't be able to live until the election?"
Looking at Xiao En in astonishment, the Governor said sternly, "Do you know what you are saying?"
"He offended the Far Easterners; he is destined not to live long!"
Looking at the Governor before him, Xiao En smiled.
Because he understood Zhang Cheng's ruthlessness all too well. Back then, as a mere traveler, he dared to snatch a police badge and openly serve as sheriff, let alone the fact that he now possessed his own industries!
"Are you talking about those soft guys? Stop joking, Xiao En!"
Hearing Xiao En's words, the Governor burst into laughter.
"My boss is a Far Easterner. You should have learned his name from Councilor Mote; his name is Zhang!"
Looking at the Governor with a face full of smiles, Xiao En couldn't help but explain.
Hearing this, the Governor's expression clearly froze.
Because he knew that name all too well; Mote's old rival had been mowed down by a Maxim gun.
And who that person was, Mote had never said, but after that person died, the railway project in Big Whiskey Town began.
Xiao En was also a person who came out of Big Whiskey Town, and the guy who served as sheriff back then was Zhang Cheng!
"I can provide you with support, but I won't help you with the things that need to be paid for in this process!"
Looking seriously at Xiao En, the Governor couldn't help but become stern.
"Of course, no problem. Thank you for your help!"
Standing up politely, Xiao En put down the briefcase and left.
And just after the Governor opened the case and saw the gold inside, he couldn't help but be intoxicated, saying, "My God, no wonder so many people like this guy!"
San Francisco, the intense public opinion storm was still continuing.
The Far Easterners on the streets no longer dared to go out and had been staying at home, feeling anxious and uneasy.
Besides the anti-Far Easterner sentiment, it was more that others were hostile toward their diligence and hard work, believing that they had snatched away their jobs!
But is this claim correct? Of course, it is wrong!
Looking at the newspaper on the table, Bai Xuanling was also quite troubled at this moment.
Because he understood what was involved behind this, but did he have a way to solve it? No, he simply could not suppress the hostility of Grant and the others and could only be forced to respond!
And it was precisely this approach of Bai Xuanling's that fueled the other side's arrogance.
Because true Far Easterners would never back down on issues of principle.
He had no way to deal with Grant, but someone else did!
Inside the office, just as he was meeting with an envoy from the Great Qing, he saw someone run in from outside and say, "Chairman, someone has come to visit, and they look like trouble!"
"Trouble?"
Looking at the other party with suspicion, Bai Xuanling hadn't even had time to say anything when a young man in a suit appeared; he looked exceptionally young, but had an extraordinary bearing.
"Sorry to disturb you; this time it's an uninvited visit!"
Cupping his hands in greeting, Zhang Cheng spoke with a face full of smiles, "Yo, everyone chatting?"
Looking at the chaotic scene here, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but freeze in place, because everyone was holding knives and holding them against the people in front!
Watching this scene with a twitching mouth, Bai Xuanling asked, "May I ask who you are?"
【Detective Chinatown 1900!】
"My surname is Zhang, and my given name is Cheng—the Cheng of 'integrity and honesty'!"
Speaking with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but squint his eyes and say, "Chairman Bai should have heard my name, right?"
Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, Bai Xuanling frowned.
Because after Zhang Cheng entered San Francisco, Bai Xuanling had inquired about him; the other party seemed to have come from Kansas, and his influence was not small.
Last night, he had even used two Maxim guns to terrify the entire underground world of San Francisco.
Because when everyone drew guns, it was mostly revolvers or rifles, but this guy was different—he led the way directly with a Maxim!
"Eh, why are there two people here wearing long gowns? And still keeping a pigtail?"
Leaning in curiously, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but look at the other party, his eyes full of shock.
"Audacious! Who are you talking to?"
Looking at Zhang Cheng beside him, Feiyanggu, even though he was being held at gunpoint, did not back down in the slightest and instead roared at Zhang Cheng.
"Good fellow, your voice is so loud; if I didn't know better, I'd think you were the number one Batulu of the Great Qing?"
Looking at Feiyanggu before him, Zhang Cheng then turned his head and said, "Didn't the Great Qing perish long ago? Where did this fool pop out from, running to San Francisco to play the hero!"
"What did you say? The Great Qing perished?"
Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Feiyanggu and the guards behind him were all stunned.
And just at this moment, Zhang Cheng said coldly, "The Allied Forces already stormed the Imperial Palace; your old Empress Dowager, she ran away! If the Great Qing hasn't perished after all this, what else is it keeping?"
Following Zhang Cheng's words, Bai Xuanling was also shocked.
Because he didn't even know this news; how did Zhang Cheng find out?
"Alright, everyone put down your knives. Only children use knives to fight; adults use Maxims. If you're not convinced, let's go outside and settle it!"
Patting Feiyanggu's hand, Zhang Cheng sat swaggeringly on a chair.
Walking behind Zhang Cheng, Luo Libiao and Tristan looked at the people around them.
And just after Zhang Cheng finished speaking, everyone present was stunned, because they hadn't yet recovered from this shocking news!
"I don't know what Mr. Zhang has come to find me for?"
Signaling the people beside him to pull Feiyanggu and the others away, Bai Xuanling knew that now was not the time to dwell on these things, but to figure out what Zhang Cheng had actually come for!
"Cooperation. I know the situation in San Francisco is not right, but I can solve it. I want half of Chinatown because I need workers!"
Looking at Bai Xuanling before him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile.
And after hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Bai Xuanling froze in place and said, "Do you know what you are saying?"
"Of course I know, otherwise why would I have come here!"
Saying this, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Fatty, take your hand out of your pocket. Don't think I don't know you're holding a throwing dart, wanting to stab me to death!"
Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Feiyanggu froze in place, because he was so concealed—how did Zhang Cheng discover it?
"Fuck?"
Looking at Feiyanggu, Tristan also hurriedly placed his hand on his waist.
"Alright, don't bother with this fatty; he has no home now, just like us!"
Waving his hand indifferently, Zhang Cheng looked at Bai Xuanling and said, "Cooperate? After all, Maxims are the best cure for stubborn mouths!"
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