"Young master, you hurry up, just leave it to us here." Huang Qingyun glanced at the sauerkraut jar that had been kicked over at the gate of the courtyard and the little blood stains left by the yellow hair on the ground.

He didn't care about hiding Chen Jianqiu's identity, and said directly to Chen Jianqiu.

However, the other people around, except for a few TPJ veterans with a twinkle in their eyes, didn't quite understand what this "young master" meant by being worthy.

However, Chen Jianqiu did not have the slightest intention of leaving immediately.

"Where is their union located?" He looked at He Sanshui.

Everyone looked at each other.

What the hell is this man going to do? This is San Francisco, a place that is extremely unfriendly to the Chinese.

Huang Qingyun was also anxious, but he said that Chen Jianqiu was young and vigorous, and he couldn't swallow this breath, so he had to persuade hard: "Young master, don't be willful." ”

It's okay for him to fight for this old life, but the young master can't have a half-point difference.

That's the second lady's deathbed.

"Don't worry, I'm measured." Chen Jianqiu said calmly, "I'll just ask." ”

The crowd was stunned again.

Is this a matter of proportion? On the union's side, there are guns!

He took a deep breath: "Young master, otherwise we will go with you." ”

"No, it's good for you to stay here, what are you supposed to do?" Chen Jianqiu shook his head, "Besides, I didn't say I was going there." ”

Huang Qingyun's hanging heart fell.

He asked the injured Xiao Liuzi to be helped to the side to rest, and the doctor continued to splint Xiao Liuzi's broken arm.

And he and Chen Jianqiu returned to their rooms one after another.

"Where did I just go?" Chen Jianqiu sat back in his chair.

"Oh, young master, you seem to say, you need me to do something." Huang Qingyun was a little absent-minded, he thought for a moment and said.

"Well, I'm here this time to recruit some capable people." Chen Jianqiu said, "I have some industry in Roswell and need some workers. That's why I'm going to Ningyang Hall today. ”

"It's just that it seems to have gone to the wrong place, and Huang Tongshi in Ningyang doesn't seem to be willing to help." Chen Jianqiu crossed his fingers and placed them in front of him.

When Huang Qingyun heard this, his eyes suddenly glowed, and the uneasiness just now disappeared.

His young master is so powerful, in just one year, he has already purchased an industry in the United States, and he is really young and promising.

"In San Francisco, the highest Chinese organization is the Chinese Association, which is composed of seven halls, namely Ningyang, Zhaoqing, Hehe, Gangzhou, Yanghe, Sanyi, and Renhe, among them, Ningyang Association is the largest, with nearly 30,000 members."

Huang Qingyun introduced the situation of these halls in San Francisco to Chen Jianqiu: "In the Ningyang Association, with Huang and Li as the surnames, they have helped the overseas Chinese in their hometown to fight for their rights and interests for many years, mediated relations, and also protected the safety of Chinatown to a certain extent. ”

Chen Jianqiu nodded: "Well, I've heard that it's not easy for them. ”

"Although I myself am also a member of the Ningyang Guild Hall, I have to say one thing." Huang Qingyun continued, "The composition of the clan is mainly composed of Cantonese villagers, and due to language and cultural reasons, it is difficult to protect Chinese workers of other origins. ”

"It's difficult, young master, everyone is here to keep warm, if you want to pull people away, I'm afraid it's not so easy." Huang Qingyun sighed, "I want to find a way to help you get in touch with other guild halls." ”

"No need, I don't force this kind of thing, you help me gather people who live outside Chinatown and are willing to go with us, and then find a way to put them on the train, and I'll wait for them in Albuquerque, New Mexico."

"They're going to be dangerous for the time to come."

Chen Jianqiu took out three gold bars from his pocket and handed them to Huang Qingyun: "The ticket and the food and lodging on the way, it will trouble you, Uncle Huang." ”

Huang Qingyun nodded again and again: "Okay, this is simple, after sending them away, I will also follow." ”

However, Chen Jianqiu did not say a word.

"What? Young master, do you see that I am old and do not want me? ”

Huang Qingyun was a little anxious, he rolled up his sleeves and patted his biceps, under the bronzed skin, the green tendons burst out.

"I can still eat several big bowls of rice in one meal, and I still have a lot of strength!"

"No, Uncle Huang, you misunderstood, you have more important things." Chen Jianqiu walked up to Huang Qingyun and pulled up his sleeve for him.

"You need to stay here for a while." He looked out the window, "Soon, there will be some Chinese workers on the ship one after another, but they will all be repatriated, and even if they stay, it will be difficult to be hired." ”

"I hope you can help me find a way to get them to Roswell." Chen Jianqiu pointed to the roster, "The Chinese Mutual Aid Association can't fall, it will be an isolated island here, and it will be difficult." ”

"Don't worry, no matter how difficult it is, I will definitely persevere." Huang Qingyun looked resolute.

"Well, I'll leave you a batch of guns and ammunition, and I'll bring some over later." Chen Jianqiu suddenly laughed, "Anyway, I don't lack these now." ”

Huang Qingyun's expression was a little complicated, with a hint of surprise and a hint of worry.

"Doesn't that give them an excuse? If we really had guns, wouldn't they be even more desperate to expel us? ”

The smile on Chen Jianqiu's face became even thicker.

"I know more about these rulers and enforcers in the west than you do."

"The Chinese, it's just a bargaining chip on their table, if they really want to expel you, they will never lack a reason, if you don't have a gun, you will only be slaughtered, and you won't even have the qualifications to become a bargaining chip."

"Guns, there are many ways to use them."

Huang Qingyun didn't fully understand what Chen Jianqiu meant, but he still nodded.

As a warrior born to death, he and his people, where will they be afraid of bloodshed.

Chen Jianqiu and Huang Qingyun chatted in the room all afternoon.

During this period, the old producer still looks out the window from time to time.

He was careful that Huang Mao would come back to find trouble, so that he could let the young master leave first as soon as possible.

But this afternoon, it was calm outside, and no one came.

In fact, Huang Mao didn't want to come

He was scolded.

When he covered his head and returned to the union office with a few sailors, ready to shake people to kill.

He happened to meet the leader of the union, the leader of the California Workers' Party, Irishman Dennis Carney.

, the initiator of many anti-Chinese movements in California, suddenly became angry when he saw Huang Mao's appearance.

"The bill has been passed in the Senate and the House of Representatives two months ago, and according to my information, it should be a matter of two days for the president to sign it, can you not find me a problem?" Carney frowned.

The Chinese are a card, a chip for him, and it will only have an effect if it is played at the right time.

At this juncture, he does not accept any uncontrolled behavior that leads to extraneous consequences.

The riots he had planned against Chinatown a few years earlier did give him enormous popularity among white workers, but it also led to him being labelled a demagogue.

But Huang Mao didn't understand the leader's thoughts, he covered his head and wailed: "But, those Chinese workers are still working on the docks." ”

"They're going to fuck off!" Carney finally couldn't stand his subordinates a little, "Can your pig brain move more and won't go to the police?" ”

The police in San Francisco have always turned a blind eye to their atrocities.

If a Chinese and a white man had a fight in the street, both would have been arrested.

Then, after a jury and court verdict, the white man is acquitted, while the Chinese, are detained or simply deported.

Huang Mao couldn't raise his head when he was scolded.

He withdrew from the union's office.

However, he had no intention of calling the police at all.

In his dictionary, it is a shame to ask for help from the police.

He planned to solve the problem on his own in the evening, while the leader was away.

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