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Qin Lang didn't know him, but he had heard of him. The "big man" of Anliang Hall under Hongmen Zhi Gong Tang, the future prime minister of An Liang General Hall, and later the leader of Wuzhou Zhi Gong Tang, one was able to hire Franklin . Draenau. Roosevelt (yes, the same Democratic superman who served four consecutive US presidents) played a formidable role as a lawyer – but these were only modest comparisons to the achievements and status he was ultimately able to achieve.

A future overseas Chinese leader who is qualified to stand on the top of Tiananmen Square and to stand next to the head of state to watch the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China cannot be taken lightly in any case.

"You may be seated, Mr. Szeto." Qin Lang signaled and waved his hand to let the guard leave.

"Thank you."

"I beg your pardon, Mr. Szeto, I don't have much time. And I think we both know each other's situation, so those meaningless polite words can be omitted. Waiting for Situ Meitang to sit down on the sofa, Qin Lang continued, there was no greeting, no politeness, just like he reminded An Liangtang boss to pay attention, and went directly to the topic. Is there anything important that you came to visit me out of the blue? ”

However, Qin Lang is not an arrogant maniac, and of course he is not a rude person who does not know how to be polite, while speaking, he has already poured a cup of tea for Situ Meitang, and then apologized to him again. "Usually I only drink Coke or Coke, so there's no special tea set here."

The politeness he showed made Situ Meitang feel flattered, and there was also some suspicion and worry—among the various gossip circulating within Hongmen, even according to the best words, Qin Lang was an extremely stern man in the iron mask who did not pretend to anyone, and he was extremely disgusted and even hated gang members; If it's those bad claims, then ...... It's really bad.

But he didn't show his mood and thoughts on his face.

Situ Meitang stood up and took the glass filled with tea, thanked Qin Lang calmly, and then sat down again.

"Mr. Qin," he took a sip of tea, and he began to answer the question just now, "I believe you should have guessed my intention, I came to negotiate on behalf of all the bigwigs in the court in my personal capacity......" He still wanted to continue, but suddenly forgot which appropriate word to use to express his meaning. Although he has lived in the United States for nearly 18 years, Szeto's English skills are limited to everyday communication, which is not enough to complete an elegant diplomatic rhetoric, and more needs to be accumulated if he is to cope with a formal negotiation. Moreover, Qin Lang's single knife went straight to the point that seemed to completely disrupt the rhetoric he had prepared in advance.

And it was awkward to talk to a Chinese person in English.

"Can we talk in Chinese, Mr. Qin?" He asked cautiously.

"I don't understand and I can't speak Cantonese." Qin Lang shrugged.

At that moment, a look of astonishment quickly flashed across Situ Meitang's face—perhaps he didn't believe that Qin Lang couldn't speak Cantonese.

"And I don't think you can listen to and speak the official dialect of the capital either." This sentence was said in Mandarin, and then Qin Lang repeated it again in English. Despite the official dialect of the capital...... That is, the so-called old Beijing dialect is actually different from Mandarin, but there is no doubt that this is a beautiful anti-general.

Now, it was Mr. Situ Meitang's turn to show a bitter face. As a Cantonese who came to live in the United States at the age of twelve, it is certainly impossible for him to learn the official dialect of Beijing. Unfortunately, Jingcheng Mandarin is clearly more in line with the definition of Chinese than Cantonese.

But whether he wanted it or not, the conversation was destined to take place only in English.

Fortunately, although Qin Lang had already taken the lead in the conversation, he was not ready to make a long verbal bombardment or engage in a heated debate, which meant that he didn't need to say much.

"Yes, I can guess what you mean, Mr. Situ." His fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, "But what makes me curious is why the big guys of Hongmen would put you in charge of this." Boston, San Diego. Qin Lang deliberately paused, "The distance between the two cities is a bit far, isn't it?" ”

An Liangtang's answer was an elusive smile.

But in fact, Qin Lang knew what this was. First of all, just as he didn't want to see the bigwigs of Hongmen, the bigwigs didn't want to see him either; Secondly, Situ Meitang is still very young, and his status in the Zhigong Court is not very high, so letting him be in charge of negotiations can save a lot of internal troubles, and if there is a problem, it can be easily remedied - Situ Meitang just said that he was negotiating in a "personal capacity", which is obviously a means taken by the bigwigs in order to get rid of themselves and eliminate potential problems; Finally, and perhaps most importantly, the bigwigs are concerned that they may not be able to communicate well with him.

After all, in the eyes of everyone, or in fact, he is a completely Westernized Chinese, and there are certainly many problems in communicating with the traditional and old-fashioned bigwigs of Hongmen, but Situ Meitang is much more open and modern.

A Chinese gang leader who had built his underground kingdom far from the predominantly Chinese ghetto of Boston, and who had been able to think of hiring a full-time lawyer in the early twentieth century, could not have been conservative and rigid.

"I have to say that the big guys made a very correct decision." Qin Lang laughed. Yes, quite rightly. At the moment when he knew the identity of the visitor, he had already thought of a new plan, one that would be able to completely resolve his conflict with Hongmen for a certain period of time, and this plan would have many additional side benefits.

The smile on Qin Lang's face became more obvious.

Then he put away his smile. "Mr. Situ, what do you suggest?"

"I just want to ask Mr. Qin to be able to open up to our business in court." The big guy in An Liangtang seemed to be pleading, but in fact it wasn't, "I think it's good for both Mr. Qin and us." ”

"What an interesting suggestion." Qin Lang's fingers stopped in the air for a few seconds, and then knocked on the desk again, "But...... Maybe we can put the business problem aside for a while, Mr. Szeto, I'm curious, what benefit can I get if I take your advice? ”

Qin Lang is a real businessman. For the first time, Szeto Meitang fully understood the meaning of this comment. But this is a good thing, at least he thinks it is a good thing, Qin Lang wants to know what benefits he can get, so he shows the benefits he will get.

"Friendship to the court. There are our brothers in the United States, Nanyang and China, and if Mr. Qin has any inconvenience to come forward in person, or if there is a small trouble that needs to be solved, we can be responsible. At the very least, my Anliangtang can be responsible. ”

But Qin Lang didn't seem to hear the last sentence, and he started laughing before that. "It's a shame that your conditions are not attractive enough. You see, there's nothing in America that I can't solve. ”

It's almost a fact. Qin Lang has a large mercenary army, bribed a large number of police and government officials, maintains close relations with the consortium, the government and Congress, and has a certain amount of social influence, and any kind of force he can use or rely on surpasses Hongmen.

Even the weakest of the Mexican gangsters not only have the firepower and numerical superiority provided by the Grand Viper Arms Company, but they also don't easily attract suspicion to him.

Of course, he did not need Hongmen's friendship: his power was still weak in Nanyang and within China—if not at all. However, now that he already has a new plan for the North American Hongmen, he has to pretend that he doesn't need this kind of friendship.

"As for Nanyang and China, I personally think that it may be more effective to rely on the power of Western governments."

Situ Meitang looked at him, wondering if this was just a ploy, luring him into saying that he would be able to be powerful against Qin Lang, and at the same time said, "I understand what you mean, Mr. Qin." But one more friend is always better than one less, and foreigners may not be reliable......"

Qin Lang interrupted him. "Anyone can be unreliable, white, black, Chinese, or whatever. Mr. Szeto, I'm sure you haven't heard a single aphorism. ”

"What is it?"

"There are no eternal friends, no eternal enemies, only eternal interests."

He was a pure businessman who thought only about practical interests and nothing else. Situ Meitang immediately understood what Qin Lang meant. He thought for a while and wanted to make a comment, but in the end he didn't say anything, but kicked the ball back at Qin Lang's feet. "So, Mr. Qin, what benefits do you want?"

Qin Lang did not answer this question directly. "Now, we can go back to another issue, about the business of Hongmen." He shifted his position in his chair, "First of all, I have to emphasize that I don't think I'm affecting your business. If there's a problem with your business, it's just because you're doing business. ”

An Liangtang's boss raised his eyebrows. At first, he was a little angry, Qin Lang's accusation seemed unreasonable, but soon, he had to admit that this accusation was indeed correct. Yes, there are some problems with Hongmen's business ideas, whether it is a legal business or an illegal business, all of which are not suitable for the continued development of the entire organization.

But this is a result of society. There are very few legitimate businesses that the Chinese can carry on: restaurants, laundry rooms, hotels, grocery stores, and some people run martial arts halls or medical centers, all of which are not very profitable, and apart from laundry rooms, Chinese shops are usually only frequented by Chinese people; As for illegal businesses...... Brothels, tobacco houses, and casinos, although some, are only petty fights, and the customers are also mainly Chinese, and not only are the profits lower than those run by whites or other people of color, but they also have to guard against sudden attacks by the police and white gangs, and they are completely in a state of high investment and low income.

Therefore, Hongmen's main illegal income is still to collect protection fees.

But now, because of Qin Lang's power, collecting protection money has become a completely unrealistic fantasy - or more seriously, suicide. If someone wanted to collect protection money from Qin Lang's company employees, whether it was a mercenary's bullet, a policeman's batons, or a dagger hidden by a white or Mexican prisoner in the prison, he could be killed.

And even more human lives.

Hongmen must abandon this business and replace it with another.

"So I'm curious why you haven't thought about changing your business project."

"Mr. Qin, not everyone is like you, not only rich, but also maintains close ties with the US government, and can even influence national policy." Situ Meitang replied.

"I don't have the ability to influence U.S. national policy, I just exert a little bit of influence." Qin Lang defended himself, but it was unnecessary and meaningless. So he quickly returned to the main topic. "Of course, Mr. Situ, as you said, there are indeed some risks in changing business projects, but it is not impossible to do, it just requires some determination, and it is ......"

"What?"

"I can provide you with some support, support in many ways."

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Note: Regarding the boss of Situ Meitang, the official comment is as follows:

Born in 1868 in Kaiping, Guangdong, Mr. Situ Meitang, along with Chen Jiageng, was a powerful patriotic overseas Chinese leader and one of the founders of the China Zhi Gong Party.

Mr. Situ Meitang pursued brightness and progress all his life, and was known as "the patriotic banner and the model of overseas Chinese". The epitaph written by Mrs. He Xiangning for Mr. Mei Tang: "The path taken by Mr. Situ Mei Tang throughout his life reflects the path taken by patriotic overseas Chinese abroad since the Opium War. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )