"You should know them, they are the most influential people among the local Chinese.

I have a very good relationship with them, and we will all be good friends from now on." Lauren Chu introduced friends to Zhu Wencong.

Zhu Wencong looked at the old men Su Jingmin, Yang Wanxiong, and Wang Bideng in front of him. They were Su merchants, Zhejiang merchants, and Fujian merchants respectively.

The Qing Dynasty was the most business-friendly dynasty. Businessmen only needed to deal with local officials, and they could do whatever business they wanted.

As England forcibly opened its market, local businessmen also went overseas to do business one after another.

Many white people are also happy to work for Chinese businessmen. First, the wages are relatively high, and second, the work is relatively simple.

"Where is your hometown?" Wang Bideng asked directly.

"Quanzhou Prefecture!" Zhu Wencong replied, as long as he opened his mouth, they would know where he was from based on his accent.

"Where's my fellow countryman! I'm from Quanzhou Prefecture too! Lao Yang is from Qiantang, and Lao Su is from Songjiang." Wang Bideng seemed to know him well.

Zhu Wencong was a little excited. It is rare to see people from his hometown in a foreign country.

"Then you guys talk first! I'm going to meet other friends!" Lauren Chu said goodbye. Chinese businessmen are just leeks to Lauren Chu.

Lauren Chu is responsible for the leeks in the United States, and Zhu Wencong is responsible for the leeks in the East. There is a clear division of labor between them.

Zhu Wencong doesn't want to harvest leeks, but how many wealthy businessmen these days have a clean net worth?

Serious people can only do business in a small way to make ends meet. If you want to make big money, you must be unserious.

Rules are tailor-made for ordinary people. If you want to change the identity of ordinary people, you must break the existing rules.

"How come I haven't heard of a genius like you coming out of my hometown! Hahaha!" Wang Bideng inquired about Zhu Wencong's identity.

"Maybe I have a closer relationship with foreigners, so I haven't integrated into the Chinese circle.

I started working at the mint, and then I jumped into the role after being recognized by my boss James.

The Japanese family is related to my family, so when he came to San Francisco, he came to me first.

He wants to take advantage of the American financing market and hopes that his uncles will not miss this opportunity." Zhu Wencong explained.

When Wang Bideng and others thought about it, it stands to reason that the Chinese who came to San Francisco would know more or less about it.

Unless you are a humble migrant worker, you will first dig gold mines, and then work as hard labor in various factories.

Talented Chinese usually recommend themselves to the Chinese Chamber of Commerce to get a job and get rid of their slave status.

Zhu Wencong did not come to report at all. He may have been recognized by foreigners through his own talent.

"What's your father's name? Maybe I actually know him!

Quanzhou Prefecture is not big, but I will keep all the talents in my mind." Wang Bideng pointed to his brain.

Zhu Wencong recalled that he was indeed from Quanzhou, and his father, Zhu Fuming, was a wealthy local businessman.

King Hong Tian raised his arms and shouted, and the whole world responded. Zhu Fuming directly changed his name to Zhu Yiming and followed the White Lotus Sect to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty.

Those bastards from the White Lotus Sect just wanted to defraud Zhu Fuming out of his money, so they sent Zhu Fuming to the government.

The still young Zhu Wencong witnessed the execution of his father and the decline of his family, and then he wandered on the streets, living all over the world.

In order to survive, Zhu Wencong kept doing odd jobs at the dock until he was targeted by a smuggler and sold.

At that time, Zhu Wencong was willing to take a boat to the United States. After all, boarding the boat included food and accommodation, and he could also dig gold mines and make a fortune.

"I remember! There was a group of people from the White Lotus Sect who rebelled, but they were quickly wiped out by the officers and soldiers.

Your father claims to be the 24th generation descendant after King Jingjiang, and you are the 25th generation descendant, Zhu Congwen.

To be honest, I supported your father at the time, but it's a pity that those bastards from the White Lotus Sect betrayed your father.

Alas, I later learned that those who rebelled were just trying to make money, and no one was doing it for the country, the country, and the people." Wang Bideng sighed deeply.

"I am the queen of King Jingjiang? The 25th generation descendant?" Zhu Wencong was confused at this time, and suddenly realized that his name was reversed... Cong and Cong have the same pronunciation!

Wang Bideng nodded, Zhu Yiming definitely couldn't save it, but his son Zhu Congwen could do it.

Although you cannot protect Zhu Congwen openly, you can protect him secretly, such as in terms of food and accommodation.

Only then did Zhu Wencong remember that when he was a child, there was an old man at the dock who took extra care of him. It seemed that they had arranged it.

But they didn't expect that during their rebellious period, they would secretly board a ship bound for the United States.

"Ajiu! Look who this is!" Su Jingmin greeted the little girl behind him.

Zhu Wencong took a peek and felt that it looked familiar, but something felt wrong.

These old men must have a close relationship with their old men, so they must have participated in the rebellion.

"Oh my god! My cheap dad turned out to be the scapegoat!" Zhu Wencong suddenly realized, no wonder they secretly took care of themselves, and it turned out they felt guilty.

The risks of rebellion are high, and the benefits are also high. Businessmen often cannot afford to do so early without any profit.

If Hong Xiuquan could succeed, people in the world would naturally rush to rebel. It is impossible to do worse than Hong Xiuquan.

The girl next to Su Jingmin is named Su Yanqing. When Zhu Wencong was a child, he often went to their house to beg for food, and he met her by the way.

In ancient times, women from wealthy families could not leave the front door or step outside the second door, and lived in the boudoir all year round.

In order to improve the food, Zhu Wenchong often climbed over the wall to go to her room. She didn't like big fish and meat, but Zhu Wenchong liked it!

Just talk about the outside world, and Su Yanting will give her snacks and meals to Zhu Wencong.

"Brother Wen!" Su Yanqing whispered.

"I haven't seen Jiu Mei for three years, and she has grown so big!" Zhu Wencong showed a bright smile and took Su Yanting to visit Laurenchu's castle.

Those three old men obviously came prepared, deliberately dragging Zhu Wencong into the trap, and together they defrauded Americans of their money.

Children are generally not allowed to be brought to private banquets. Of course, the host of the banquet will not refuse, otherwise he will appear ungentlemanly.

Zhu Wencong can't harvest leeks at all now, so he can only start with Americans. It is estimated that a double harvest will be required.

Rather than relying on the strength of outsiders, it is better to rely on our own people. At least Zhu Wenchong has a little bit of kinship with them.

"Why are you so worried?" Su Yanting raised her head and looked at Zhu Wenchong.

"I was tricked twice tonight!

How can people in this era be so arrogant? It’s not easy to fool them at all. It’s so painful!” Zhu Wencong felt that his IQ was not enough.

"My father said that people who are not from my family will have different hearts, so you can trust my family.

I'm not my father's lobbyist. I trust your judgment, brother. You have always been very smart!" Su Yanqing answered in English.

Zhu Wencong discovered that this little girl was as smart as ever, and if she knew foreign languages, she would naturally be able to follow her father to the United States.

Perhaps it was the wonderful outside world that she once described that inspired Su Yanqing to study.

"Did you decide to follow me after you heard the news about me going to the United States?" Zhu Wencong asked suddenly.

Su Yanting lowered her head and blushed: "I remember you told me that year that America is a place full of dreams.

There is a huge gold mine waiting for you to mine it. In just one year, you can return home in rich clothes."

Zhu Wencong scratched his head. He was too naive and thought too well of people.
Chapter completed!