A few days later, Ciudad Juárez held a solemn funeral to bury Sergio Romero, the brother of the current consul.

Chen Jianqiu asked Camilla to return to Roswell first, while he continued to stay in Ciudad Juarez.

The situation here is not yet fully stabilized, and it is unrealistic to expect Romero, who cries every day with the statue of Ariana.

He maintained the garrison here.

In addition, he asked Asuka to get a large number of kerosene lamps and kerosene stoves.

He distributed them free of charge to the citizens around Juárez and supported them to buy and bring them here.

At this time, Mexico's tariffs were extremely low relative to its neighbors to the north.

In this way, Roswell's kerosene has another market to sell to Mexico.

At the same time, Chen Jianqiu moved some Chinese who were temporarily unable to obtain status in the United States from Roswell.

These Chinese all have their own land.

Chen Jianqiu encouraged them to write back and take their wives over.

If you don't have a home, how can you reproduce, how can you not reproduce, and how can you continue the race.

He wanted Juarez to replace San Francisco as a transit point for Chinese entering the United States.

Chen Jianqiu hopes that the three locations of Lincolnshire, Roswell and Juarez will echo each other at the U.S.-Mexico border to form a triangular area.

This place, to put it mildly, birds don't.

Americans are reluctant to come, the whole West is not fully developed, and they prefer to stay in the East or California.

New Mexico did not officially join the Union until 40 years later, in 1921.

The Mexicans don't really want to care, they are more focused on their south, and if it weren't for the presence of the Royal Mile, I'm afraid that even the border city of Juárez would not exist.

But it is precisely because of this that not too many people will pay attention to what is happening here.

Chen Jianqiu originally planned to rush back to Roswell after the matter was dealt with here, because he received news that the railway from Albuquerque to Lincolnshire was about to be completed.

He had to go back and lay out the Lincolnshire to Roswell lot.

However, just as Chen Jianqiu was about to return home, a dusty Mexican appeared at Ciudad Juarez City Hall.

This man is the messenger of Dias.

He didn't go to Romero, who stayed at his house, but went straight to Chen Jianqiu's office.

The man was dressed very "Americanly", he wore a black blazer, a bow tie, and a certain top hat.

He spoke fluent English and spoke and behaved like an American.

Therefore, when this person appeared at the door of Chen Jianqiu's office and spoke, Chen Jianqiu once thought that he was an American politician.

Because of his style, Chen Jianqiu reminded him of Scott.

"Hello Mr. Chen, my name is Riemantour and I'm from Mexico City." His eyes were embarrassed, and his voice was full of anger, "On behalf of Mr. Dias, I have come to talk to you. ”

Chen Jianqiu was sitting at his desk at this time to deal with the settlement matters of those relocated Chinese, and when he saw the person in front of him, he put down the roster in his hand and stood up.

"Welcome, Mr. Rimantool." He said.

Chen Jianqiu didn't ask how the person in front of him knew about his existence, and Riemantur didn't specifically mention this matter.

Clearly, Dias has more control over the country's information than any of his predecessors.

The two of them sat down on the couch in the office without any such tacit.

"Smoking cigars? Mr. Riemantool? Chen Jianqiu asked.

The person across from him smiled and nodded.

Chen Jianqiu turned around, took out a wooden box from the cabinet behind his desk, then took out two cigars from it, and handed one of them to Riemantool.

"You are the first Chinese businessman I have ever met to achieve so much in the United States." Riemantour took the cigar and did not hesitate to praise himself, "I have been in the United States for many years. ”

But his next sentence was a little bayonet: "It's just that Mr. Chen's ambition is not limited to this." ”

Chen Jianqiu took out the match and lit the cigar for him: "In my hometown, there is a saying called 'talking about business', which means that as a businessman, you will talk about things from a commercial standpoint, I don't know what you and Mr. Dias think." ”

"I love communicating with people like you in this way." Riemantour took a puff on his cigar.

Instead of leaning back on the couch like many rich Mexican landlords, he leaned forward and propped one hand on his lap.

"Romero's letter to Mr. Díaz says that he is willing to be loyal to His Excellency the President, can I understand that you are also willing to be loyal to Mr. Dias?"

"I am a merchant, Mr. Rimantool." Chen Jianqiu said. "I'll support him."

Riemantur stared at Chen Jianqiu intently, as if he wanted to read the truth of this sentence from his expression.

But he didn't read anything.

"Mr. Chen, I don't know if you've ever been to San Francisco, California, or Austin, Texas?" Riemantour took a deep breath.

"I've been to San Francisco, but not to Austin." Chen Jianqiu told the truth.

"It used to be Mexican land." Rimantour said, his voice low, as if to speak of the painful point, "There is no such thing as a large country with a land area of more than a few million square kilometers that can have such pain as ours." ”

Chen Jianqiu did not speak.

He thought of Xiangjiang for no reason.

Riemantur is afraid that he has forgotten that at this time there is a regime on the other side of the ocean, and here is half a pound or two.

No, it doesn't seem to be as good as here.

"However, decades have passed, and if you look at the land north of this border, where the railways stretch for thousands of miles, all kinds of new inventions are emerging, full of vigor and hope."

Rimantour continued.

"If you look at the city you're in now, it's still in a state of backwardness and decay, even if it's far from El Paso, just across the Rio Grande."

"So, we need change! Need to take the capital ZY road! We need railways! Need to bring in capital! We need you to come and build a factory with us! Riemantur looked at Chen Jianqiu, his eyes flashing.

"Only in this way can our country become rich and strong!"

"Any American capitalist with a modicum of strength can do that." Chen Jianqiu said disapprehantly, "And, I don't need you to say it, I also plan to invest some money here." ”

Riemantour shook his head:

"No, no, no, Mr. Chen, a lot of American businessmen don't understand this, and besides, we need some people to advance and retreat with us."

"So, is this your claim or Mr. Dias's?" Chen Jianqiu glanced at him.

There are many people who have ideas for change, but if they do not have the support of those in power, they are basically empty buildings.

"I don't represent one person, but a group of people, you can call us 'Scientologists,' and Mr. Dias, who stands with us, is now his chief advisor."

Riemantour took out a letter from his pocket, and the signature and seal on it were none other than Dias.

"President Díaz will soon make a comeback, with us." He said.

"Every businessman who is willing to invest in Mexico will be the president and the guest. I heard, you are the chairman of the board of directors of the Santa Fe Railroad Company? ”

Chen Jianqiu didn't speak, and acquiesced to this.

"I hope you can get the railroads to invest in Mexico, and trust me, your benefits will be far greater than you can imagine, including but not limited to subsidies, land and minerals."

It has to be said that Riemantour is a qualified politician, and he can say something very simple from the starting point is extremely contagious.

However, Chen Jianqiu is well aware of the gold content of these promises.

He leaned against the back of the couch and propped his chin in one hand.

"Rest assured, Mr. Rimantool, that I will consider continuing to invest in Mexico, and I will support him from beginning to end. As for the conditions, I will talk to President Díaz when I have time. ”

Chen Jianqiu, he wants a port to go to sea.