Chinatown is called by later Chinese people, and Americans call it Chinatown.

New York's Chinatown is in the lower town of Manhattan, which is relatively much worse than Fifth Avenue.

At this time, most of the buildings in Chinatown were in the Western style. Some Chinese characteristics could be seen from some gatehouses, plaques, advertising banners, as well as the white door gods and couplets on the doors.

Fang Buwei saw that most of the people walking on the street were Chinese. Most of them, men and women, had long hair, short jackets, long trousers, wide-mouthed cloth shoes, and occasionally a few of them wore bowlers.

The braids were hung behind the butt, black, thick and long.

Fang Buwei thought he had been in the Qing Dynasty again.

A Chinatown, a history of blood and tears for a hundred years.

On this land, Chinese have never been faced with them before, present, or future.

One is because of racism, and the other is because of laborism.

Chinese people are too hard-working. They are willing to do what white people don’t do, and they are also able to do what black people don’t do. Their wages are low. Sometimes they even just ask not to go hungry.

There is nothing to see during the period of economic stability, but when an economic crisis occurs, the contradictions immediately emerge.

A large number of unemployed white people turned to second-hand, hoping to find a job that they could make a living, but found that all the occupations they never looked down upon were occupied by Chinese people.

Factory owners and farmers are used to Chinese people and know more about the virtues of whites and blacks. They rarely use whites with high wages and low efficiency, and they will not use blacks with slow reactions and many bad habits.

The problem of not having enough food is always a sharp social problem.

Therefore, when an economic crisis occurs, the US local government will introduce various Chinese anti-Chinese bills to reduce the social status of Chinese from the official level, establish an opposition between whites and Chinese, and use it to divert social conflicts.

It’s not the government’s fault that you can’t eat enough, but because the Chinese have snatched the job that should belong to you…

Even in later generations, once the economic depression occurs, such remarks will be arguing.

Fortunately, the Chinese are hard-working, persevering, and have taken root in this land.

It’s all about tears if you say too much.

Fang Buwei kept staring out the window and watching the scene on the street.

In addition to the prosperity and glory, there are also many dark and dirty things.

There are many tobacco and brothels, there are many idle men and gangsters, and disabled beggars can be seen everywhere.

I saw several big men with open arms driving a group of beggars. After walking for a while, one of them was left behind, as if they were dividing the territory.

"Is this also a member of the Hongmen?" Xiao Zaihe asked in a low voice.

Fang Buwei glared at him.

Fortunately, he still knew to ask in a low voice.

The dragon gives birth to nine sons, each with different characteristics.

Although they are all Chinese, there are good people and bad people.

Where there is Chinatown, there must be gangs, even in later generations.

They dare not take the idea of ​​foreigners, and these gangs can only harm and exploit their compatriots to survive.

Trafficking opium, opening casinos, abducting and kidnapping women to open brothels... These things are common, but most of them have nothing to do with the Hongmen.

The Hongmen’s Thirty-Six Vows are not a joke. Although one or two scums have emerged, most of them cannot go long.

Most of the Hongmen in China, including the familiar Sanhehui, Gelaohui, Paoge and other organizations, have strong gang colors.

The Hongmen abroad, such as Zhigongtang and Anliangtang, under the influence and suggestions of the founding father, and with the unremitting efforts of several leaders such as Zheng Daliang, Huang Sande, Situ Meitang, etc., have gradually transformed into capitalist business groups under the influence and suggestions of the founding father.

Although it is also called "hui" or "tang", the nature of the activity is mainly commercial.

The Hongmen has no choice but to do anything about the gangs outside the Hongmen.

Fang Buwei explained a few words in a low voice. Xiao Zaihe was listening to the clouds and mountains, and only Chen Xinran understood a little.

The driver also heard it and turned his head and smiled without saying goodbye: "Senior Brother Qi is aware of it, that's true!"

Even if the Hongmen wants to take care of it, the Americans will not allow it.

They could not have made a social group of people of the same skin who were not white and too powerful on their land.

The most correct way to continue to fight in their nests.

"Didn't it mean that American beggars will go to shelters? Why are there such disabled people on the streets?" Chen Xinran pointed to a beggar and said.

Fang Buwei looked up and saw that the beggar was wearing ragged clothes, his clothes were not covered, and his hands and feet were covered with frostbite, and pus was flowing.

"Who told you?" Fang Buwei asked with a glaring look.

Chen Xinran blinked and said nothing.

Fang Buwei snorted coldly.

Chen Xinran is smart, but this era is not later generations. If you want to know what you can search online, you can learn about foreign countries and foreign lands, at most you can listen to rumors from other people.

How many friends does Chen Xinran have still not know?

No surprises, it can only be told by An Zhirong.

Before joining the secret service, An Zhirong had been living in the United States with his father An Liang. He also knew a little about the social situation in the United States, but he had limited knowledge.

Although An Liang’s rank is not high, he is a diplomatic escort and a well-known family. He usually comes into contact with the upper class. How can he understand the sufferings of the lower class?

Not to mention An Zhirong's silly and sweetness, naturally, what others say and what she believes.

Thinking of An Zhirong, Fang Buwei sighed again.

After having a fight with Li Mingxiang, whether it was An Liang's arrangement or An Zhirong's own idea, before Ma Chunfeng could make an excuse, An Zhirong quit the secret service's errand.

Ma Chunfeng was also very happy and didn't mention that once he entered the secret service, he would be a secret service for his whole life, and the procedures were simple.

Afterwards, An Zhirong followed An Liang to Tianjin.

Just so happened that Chen Gongshu was convinced, Ma Chunfeng released him from Tiger Bridge Prison and continued to be his mayor of North China Special Administrative Region. Ma Chunfeng handed the matter over to North China for investigation.

After more than a month of investigation, there was no sign of Anliang's connection with Japanese intelligence agencies in North China, but the surveillance and secret investigation of Anliang did not relax.

This matter is under the responsibility of North China District, and Fang Buwei and it is difficult to ask about it again.

At this time, An Zhirong should have followed An Liang to Tianjin.

"What, do you miss her?"

Chen Xinran knew at a glance that because of his words, Fang Buwei remembered An Zhirong again.

Chen Xinran is also a woman. No matter how smart she is, she will do whatever she wants to be jealous, but fortunately she is sensible, so asking this question is more jokes.

"What a pity!" Fang Buwei sighed.

Even if nothing is found out now, An Liang will eventually become a traitor, and An Zhirong will naturally be implicated.

It’s okay to go abroad, but stay in the country and your life will definitely not be easy.

Fang Buwei had an impression, and after Wang Zhaoming treason and surrendered to the country, An Liang followed him and served as Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs of the puppet government, and later promoted to Minister of Foreign Affairs.
Chapter completed!