Chapter 385 The Chinatown Boss Invited to Tiananmen Square

Tick ​​tock tick…

I don’t know when it started, but it started to rain lightly in the sky over New York City.

Blue bricks, black tiles, and glass lattice windows.

Huang Yongyu, Wang Shixiang, Jiang Shan... plus a bunch of people from Chinatown,

At this moment, the main man was holding a roasted pigeon leg and standing under the eaves of Tanhua Restaurant.

"Brother Chao, the car is here."

Suddenly, a little brother ran up from the south and reported in Brother Chao's ear.

one two three……

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a line of shiny black extended sedans coming into the eyes of Jiangshan and his party.

To be honest, except for the motorcades receiving heads of state from various countries, the comrades standing next to Jiangshan had never seen such a scene.

Therefore, when they saw luxury cars parked in front of them, Wang Fulin, Zhang Lu and Huang Hua started to feel a little nervous.

"This..." Wang Fulin whispered to Jiang Shan, "Isn't this a bit too grand?"

"It's okay," Jiang Shan said happily: "If you are really embarrassed, just take a car with me."

"Isn't this a violation of discipline?" Huang Hua also came over: "Why do I feel more and more panicked the more I look at it?"

"How can this be a violation of discipline,"

Huang Yongyu, whose eyes were filled with surprise, quickly made an excuse for Jiang Shan: "We are doing this to unite with the local comrades."

"That's right," Jiang Shan looked over with a smile: "We must not let down the kindness of the folks."

"These folks are not simple." Wang Fulin also smiled at this moment: "It seems that we really have to take these cars to compete."

There was a slamming sound of doors closing, and Jiangshan, who was looking at the past, suddenly froze his smiling face.

At this moment, not only him, but also Yu Sigui looked at him with a smile.

Lincoln, Lincoln, Cadillac, Cadillac,

It wasn't until he saw the fifth car that Jiang Shan actually saw a "Wufu Funeral Home" sign above the license plate.

After noticing the strange look on Jiang Shan's face, the comrades standing with him immediately looked over.

Just when everyone was still confused, Brother Chao yelled and put it on in no time.

"What's going on with that car? Why don't you get rid of it quickly?"

"Little brother, you don't have to worry,"

After cursing, he looked at Jiangshan with another mouthful of words: "Although these cars are indeed useful for ordinary things, we usually have seats."

"I'll drive over and rinse it out soon."

"Remember to order some high fragrance when you wash the car, and make sure you come back with a grand prize for advertising energy saving."

"If you are still worried, how about... just put some flowers on the car to decorate it?"

Because they were worried that mainland customers would be concerned about the daily activities of these luxury cars, several bosses who followed Brother Chao came up with ideas.

"Don't put flowers on it,"

Jiang Shan quickly raised his hand: "Actually, I don't mind this..."

Having said this, he slowly looked at Brother Chao on the side: "Brother Chao, is the owner of Wufu Funeral Home also...you?"

"Birth, old age, sickness and death," Brother Chao, who is in his 50s, smiled and nodded: "Some businesses always have to be done by someone, and I don't mind that at all."

After hearing this, Jiang Shan looked at each other obviously differently.

He called Chaoge Chaoge for a long time, and it was only then that he realized the origin of this Chaoge: "Oh, it turns out it's you, I've admired you for a long time!"

Upon hearing what the other party said, the super goth looked at Jiang Shan unexpectedly: "You... know who I am?"

"Of course," Jiang Shan said with a smile, "When I chat with my friends in Xiangjiang, I often hear them mention you."

"Team Leader Jiang also has friends in Xiangjiang?"

"They're all friends from advertising agencies," Jiang Shan said, "Actually, I'm usually very nosy."

"Hahaha,"

The super goth laughed heartily. He really didn't expect it: "It turns out that you don't have to be so tense when chatting with friends from mainland China."

"Xiaojiang,"

Huang Yongyu and Wang Shixiang, who were standing next to him, whispered together: "Hurry up and introduce who this is."

Who wouldn't be curious after seeing Jiang Shan's expression just now?

Facing such a local snake, Jiang Shan must give him enough face: "I just turned a corner, and after a long time of trouble, Brother Chao turned out to be Chen Zichao, the legendary king of the police in Hong Kong."

"..."

"?"

Looking at the surprised faces in front of him, Chen Zichao smiled and waved his hand: "It's all an old thing, so don't mention it."

In the early 1960s, in addition to the position of chief detective, Xiangjiang also established two new departments: the anti-drug team and the criminal investigation department.

Chen Zichao is the only police detective who has relationships with these two departments at the same time.

Over the years, there has been a saying in Xiangjiang.

This Chen Zichao not only accepted both black and white at that time, but when he was at his most prosperous, he could not even compare with the four chief detectives.

The legend about this super brother has since been sublimated in many movies.

For those things that are getting more and more evil as they spread, Jiang Shan is so true that he doesn’t know whether they are true or false.

But he knew exactly what happened after this gangster left Xiangjiang.

In 1975, forced by the sudden change in police-community relations in Hong Kong, Chen Zichao moved his family to Chinatown in New York.

In just a few years, he not only established a restaurant, theater, and antique store business.

A leading enterprise in Chinatown, "Wufu Funeral Home", was also opened.

In the mid-1980s, with the help of an explosion of financial resources, Chen Zichao successively partnered with the mayor and governor of New York.

It's a pity that Chen Zichao, who has firmly established himself as the "Big Boss of Chinatown", later provokes a woman with extraordinary hands and eyes - Chen Xiangberry.

In order to eliminate the disaster, Brother Chao had to change his home court again and made a promise never to appear in New York.

"King of the police?"

Huang Hua, who has been responsible for foreign-related advertising for many years, immediately thought of something when he heard Jiang Shan's introduction: "It turns out that this super brother is that super brother!"

Jiang Shan laughed: "Yes, that's that Brother Chao."

"Ouch!"

"Don't mention the past," Chen Zichao said at this moment, assuming a bearish attitude: "Everyone has finally come to New York, so let's sit down and have a good chat."

After showing off his fleet, Chen Zichao invited the guests into his restaurant again.

Speaking of which, he really wanted to hear about those things in the mainland.

Now we sit back in the restaurant, and the atmosphere in the room is much warmer than before.

Wang Fulin and Zhang Lu, who originally thought they had met the underworld... After hearing Jiang Shan's reintroduction, they all understood Chen Zichao as a retired law enforcement officer.

"So, you haven't been in New York for a few years," Wang Fulin asked with concern, "Is your family coming here together?"

"Everyone is here," said Chen Zichao, who really looked like a veteran cadre in his early 50s: "When a family is together, they take care of each other."

"That's true. After all, you are leaving your hometown." Huang Yongyu looked around: "But looking at you like this, at least you won't be bullied in Chinatown."

"Who dares to bully him?"

Previously, the leader of the Ghost Shadow Gang, who had been clamoring to provide a team of subordinates to Jiangshan and his party, said: "Don't look at Brother Chao who came late. Now he is already the leader of the Anliang Guild."

Seeing the lack of reaction from the people opposite, the gang leader asked strangely: "Have you never heard of the Anliang Guild in Chinatown?"

"no?"

Wang Shixiang looked around at his comrades: "Who among you has heard of this?"

Seeing the other party shaking their heads, the gang leader was stunned.

He turned back to look at Chen Zichao: "I thought everyone in mainland China knew about our Anliang Union in New York. Weren't those things back then just an exaggeration?"

"You know shit,"

Chen Zichao couldn't blame the young ghost gang leader: "How many years have passed since this happened, so it's not surprising that others haven't heard of it."

"The old hall master has attended the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China, so he shouldn't have no news at all!"

"What exactly is this Anliang Union you are talking about?" Huang Yongyu asked curiously: "According to you, Chinatown has long been connected with the country?"

"Of course, it really happened a long time ago..."

Chen Zichao, who is obsessed with reviving the glory of Chinese restaurants, feels that he should win over more comrades from the mainland.

And bringing up old issues has always been a shortcut to quickly restoring bilateral relations.

"Situ Meitang, the old leader of the Anliang Trade Union, has always been a distinguished guest in China," Chen Zichao always held a cigar in his hand:

"In the early years, the old hall master established the rules of hoeing the strong, supporting the weak, and eradicating violence.

In order to help the Chinese people avoid being bullied by American gangsters, the old church leader not only funded the arming of Anliang Hall, but also

He also spent heavily to hire a team of lawyers to provide legal defense for his armed organization.

Do you know who was the Queen’s Legal Counsel of the Anliang Trade Union back then? "

The people across from me have never heard of this organization, so how can they know its Queen's Lawyer?

"He will be the future chief executive of the United States, Roseford," Chen Zichao said proudly: "At that time, he had to respectfully call the old hall master boss!"

"Oh my God," Wang Shixiang's eyes widened: "This is the real boss!"

"That's right," Huang Yongyu agreed: "How arrogant are the Chinese people who can control the US general barrel? It's very enjoyable just listening to it."

Situ Meitang, who went to the United States to make a living as a boy, not only hired Roseford as a legal consultant.

After the other party successfully took office, he comprehensively promoted the repeal of the "Chinese Exclusion Act" in the United States.

Under his leadership, more than 20,000 subordinates of "An Liang Tang" were spread across 34 cities of the American Empire.

In 1904, when Mr. Sun Yat-sen was visiting the United States, Mr. Situ, who fell in love with him, not only befriended him, but also immediately auctioned off US$150,000 of revolutionary military expenses.

Later, because of his relationship with Mr. Luo, he was treated as a distinguished guest by Jieshi and Meilin.

After the September 18th Incident, Situ Meitang not only rushed back to Xiangjiang as soon as possible, but also used his connections to raise more than 14 million US dollars in anti-Japanese funds for the mainland.

After the Pacific War broke out, the Japanese army knew the importance of Boss Situ.

Caught him back and pestered him every day to accept the appointment as president of Xiangjiang Maintenance.

Three days later, the exhausted Situ Meitang was successfully rescued by the underground CCP organization in Xiangjiang.

It was at this time that Situ Meitang began to trust the CCP.

In 1949, after publicly issuing the statement "Out of the fire and water," Mr. Situ, who chose to support New China, was carried on a sedan to the Xiangshan Villa in Yanjing.

Later, during the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China, Situ Meitang not only ascended Tiananmen Square, but was also arranged to stand in the most eye-catching position.

This legendary experience of his own boss has always been a past event that the Chinatown gangsters will never forget.

At this time, Chen Zichao, who felt more and more glorious the more he talked, actually had the idea of ​​following his predecessors.

"Before I met you, I would never have believed that the mainland would still care about the life and death of Chinatown,"

Chen Zichao, whose temples were turning white, said slowly:

“Whether it is Xiangjiang or mainland China, including us in Chinatown, in the final analysis we are all Chinese people.

Even if our business is not affected, Chinatown will never allow foreigners to make irresponsible remarks about Chinese food..."

At this moment, not to mention Chen Zichao, a group of people sitting around him also started to get excited.

As domestic representatives, Jiang Shan and his party cast encouraging glances at them.

"so,"

At this moment, Chen Zichao really looked like a big boss:

"Whether it is seeking justice for MSG or promoting Chinese cuisine, we at Anliangtang will definitely support it."

"Yes, we will definitely support it."

"Team Leader Jiang, Team Leader Wang, just tell us what you need us to do, right?"

"When will the Forbidden City commercial be played tonight? I haven't seen the Forbidden City yet."

"I've never even met Yanjing."

"In addition to advertising in Chinatown, shouldn't there be some advertising posters?"

"Do you have enough manpower? Do you want me to send some brothers to you?"

…

In a dress rental store in Chinatown, seven gay men who were dragged over were selecting dresses.

Don't look at it with a reluctant look, but now you are picking each one more enthusiastically.

Among them, Huang Yongyu, Wang Shixiang and Yu Sigui were the most excited.

"Why are you wearing a white suit?"

Huang Yongyu said to Wang Shixiang: "We all chose black, and you have to do the same."

"They all wear black?" Wang Shixiang liked to wear all white when he was young:

"When we get in those black cars, outsiders would really think we were going to a funeral if they didn't know it!"

"What do you know,"

Huang Yongyu will never allow anyone to take this risk: "This is the only good thing about the American dress. A funeral is a wedding or a funeral."

Wang Shixiang: "No, I want to wear this white suit."

"Uncle Shixiang," Jiang Shan, who was looking at himself in the mirror, advised from the side:

"Actually, Uncle Yongyu is right. We are still handsome in all black, otherwise black and white... would be more like that."

"If it doesn't work, just learn from Jiangshan." At this time, Huang Hua reminded: "Pick a brooch in the store and wear it."

"brooch?"

"Men wear brooches?"

Only then did several comrades notice the tassel broken brick brooch pinned to Jiang Shan's chest.

"I have a few more gentlemanly ones here,"

The enthusiastic store owner knocked on the glass cabinet: "Come and see if you like anything."

"country,"

Suddenly, Yu Sigui, wearing a lotus pink cheongsam, walked out of the fitting room: "Do you think I can wear this?"

Jiang Shan looked back and looked at it: "Okay, now, with Sisi joining us, let's not just go to the Advertising Festival, we can even go to the Oscars!"

At the stall where Jiang Shan was talking, Wang Fulin, Huang Hua, Zhang Lu, Wang Shixiang, and Huang Yongyu, all members of the group wearing black dresses and shiny accessories, came closer.

Looking at the extremely handsome posture in the mirror, the few people who were a little nervous at first looked at themselves in the mirror and laughed...