Chinatown is the name of the Chinese in later generations, and Americans call it Chinatown.

New York's Chinatown is in Downtown Manhattan, which is relatively much more lost than Fifth Avenue.

At this time, most of the buildings in Chinatown were still in Western style, and some Chinese characteristics can be seen from some gatehouses, plaques, advertising banners, and white-haired door gods and couplets on the doors.

Fang Buwei saw that most of the people walking on the street were Chinese, both men and women, with long hair, short coats, long trousers, wide cloth shoes, and occasionally bowler hats.

The braids hung from the back of the buttocks, which were black, thick and long.

Fang Buwei thought that he was wearing it to the Qing Dynasty again.

A Chinatown, a hundred years of blood and tears.

In this land, whether it was before, now, or in the future, the Chinese have never been taken seriously.

One is because of racism and the other is because of laborism.

The Chinese are too able to endure hardship, they are willing to do what the white people don't do, and they can do it if the blacks don't do it, and the wages are still low, sometimes they even just ask not to go hungry.

During the period of economic stability, nothing was visible, but as soon as the economic crisis occurred, contradictions immediately became prominent.

When a large number of unemployed whites turn to find a job to make ends meet, they find that occupations they have never looked down on are all occupied by Chinese.

Factory owners and farmers are accustomed to using Chinese, and they know better what virtues whites and blacks are, and they are rarely willing to use whites with high wages and low efficiency, let alone blacks who are slow to respond and have many bad habits.

The problem of not having enough to eat is always an acute social problem.

Therefore, in the event of an economic crisis, local governments in the United States will introduce various Chinese exclusion bills to reduce the social status of Chinese people at the official level, establish antagonism between whites and Chinese, and use them to divert social contradictions.

You can't eat enough, not because of the government's fault, but because the Chinese have robbed you of the jobs that should belong to you......

Even in later generations, once there is a period of economic depression, this kind of rhetoric will be loud.

Fortunately, the Chinese are hard-working, indomitable, and have taken root in this land.

It's all tears.

Fang Buwei kept staring out the window, looking at the scene on the street.

In addition to the prosperity and glamorous, there are also a lot of dark and filthy.

There are many smoke houses and brothels, groups of idlers and hooligans, and disabled beggars can be seen everywhere.

I saw a few big men with open arms driving a group of beggars, leaving one after walking for a while, as if they were dividing the territory.

"This is also from Hongmen?" Xiao Zaihe asked in a low voice.

Fang Buwei glared at him.

Fortunately, he still knew to ask in a whisper.

The dragon gave birth to nine sons, each of whom was different.

Although they are all Chinese, there are good people and there are definitely bad people.

Where there is a Chinatown, there must be gangsters, even in later generations.

Not daring to fight foreigners, these gangsters can only mutilate and oppress their compatriots to survive.

trafficking in tobacco and soil, opening casinos, abducting and kidnapping women to open green houses...... This kind of business is commonplace, but most of them have nothing to do with Hongmen.

Hongmen's thirty-six oaths are no joke, although there have been one or two scum, but most of them can't go far.

The Hongmen in China, including the well-known triads, elder associations, robe brothers and other organizations, most of them are gang-colored.

Under the influence and advice of the Father of the Nation, and with the unremitting efforts of Zheng Daliang, Huang Sande, Situ Meitang and other leading leaders for nearly 40 years, the Hongmen abroad, such as Zhigongtang and Anliangtang, have gradually transformed into capitalist business groups.

Although it is also called "kai" or "tang", the nature of the activities is mainly commercial.

For gangs other than Hongmen, Hongmen can't manage it, and it can't manage it.

Fang Buwei explained two sentences in a whisper, Xiao Zai listened to the cloud mountain fog cover, only Chen Xinran understood a little.

The driver who was driving also heard it, turned his head and smiled at the other party: "Senior Brother Qi, it's true!" ”

Even if Hongmen wanted to manage it, the Americans would not allow it.

It is impossible for them to make a social group of people of the same color who is not Caucasian in their land too strong.

Continuing to let them fight in the nest is the right thing to do.

"Doesn't it mean that beggars in the United States will go to shelters, why are there such crippled people on the streets?" Chen Xinran pointed to a beggar and said.

Fang Buwei raised his eyes to see that the beggar was dressed in tatters, his clothes did not cover his body, and his hands and feet were full of chilblains, dripping with pus.

"Who told you?" Fang Buwei asked with a glare.

Chen Xinran blinked and did not speak.

Fang Buwei snorted coldly.

Chen Xinran is smart, but this era is not the next generation, if you want to know what you can search on the Internet, if you want to know about a foreign country, the most you can do is to listen to rumors from other people.

How many friends Chen Xinran has he doesn't know?

No accident, it can only be An Zhirong who told her.

Before entering the secret service, An Zhirong had been living in the United States with his father An Liang, and he also knew some about the social situation in the United States, but his understanding was limited.

Although An Liang's rank is not high, as a diplomatic attaché and a famous family, he is in contact with the upper class society on weekdays, where has he ever understood the suffering of the bottom?

Not to mention An Zhirong's stupid white sweetness, it is naturally what others say, what she believes.

Thinking of An Zhirong, Fang Buwei sighed secretly.

After a quarrel with Li Mingxiang, I don't know if it was An Liang's arrangement or An Zhirong's own idea, without waiting for Ma Chunfeng to make an excuse, An Zhirong resigned from the secret service.

Ma Chunfeng was also refreshing, and he didn't mention anything about entering the secret service, and he was a spy for life, and the procedures were simple.

After that, An Zhirong followed An Liang to Tianjin.

It just so happened that Chen Gongshu relented, and Ma Chunfeng released him from Laohuqiao Prison and continued to serve as his head of the North China Special Economic Zone, and Ma Chunfeng handed over the matter to the North China District for investigation.

After more than a month of investigation, the North China region has not found any signs of collusion between An Liang and Japanese spy agencies, but the monitoring and secret investigation of An Liang have not been relaxed.

North China is responsible for this matter, and it is not good to ask about it.

At this time, An Zhirong should also follow An Liang to Tianjin.

"What, miss her?"

Chen Xinran knew at a glance that because of his words, Fang Buwei remembered An Zhirong again.

Chen Xinran is also a woman, no matter how smart she is, she will eat it when she should be jealous, but fortunately, she is sensible, and asking this sentence is also more of a joke.

"It's a pity!" Fang Buwei sighed.

Even if nothing is found out now, An Liang will eventually become a traitor, and An Zhirong will naturally be implicated.

It's okay to go abroad, stay in China, and life will definitely not be easy.

Fang Buwei has an impression, and after Wang Zhaoming's treason and defection, An Liang also followed and served as the political secretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the puppet government, and was later promoted to the minister of foreign affairs.