Hong Tianqing has been suffering from insomnia for several days recently. He has a huge opportunity in front of him but he doesn’t dare to reach out.

The phrase "a dragon or a worm" has been floating in my mind. If you don't have dreams, what's the difference between being a salted fish and a salted fish?

Being able to achieve his current status, Hong Tianqing thinks that he is very successful, but it is only a small step towards success.

Following Lauren Chu, Hong Tianqing believes that he has just taken the first step, and there is still a long way to go.

Hong Tianqing, who had been in pain for several days, couldn't help but call the guardians around him to discuss the future path together.

It is impossible for one person to take on such a big thing. Hong Tianqing believes that he is not a formidable being.

The brothers' opinions were surprisingly unanimous, which made Hong Tianqing a little confused and didn't know what to do.

Those bastard brothers knew in their hearts that if the sky fell, Hong Tianqing, who was tall, would be able to hold them up and they wouldn't be able to crush people like them.

The Heaven and Earth Society seems to have Hong Tianqing as the core, but in fact the left and right guardians all want to be the leader.

Expecting them to come up with a good idea is not as reliable as drawing lots himself. Hong Tianqing felt quite helpless in his heart.

"His name is Zheng Shisheng, a native of Dongfan. He is mainly responsible for piglet trade and foreign trade. He is a general in our Tiandihui.

It is said that he is a descendant of Zheng Chenggong. He has been a pirate, a bandit, and a rebel..." Hong Tianqing introduced.

Zheng Shisheng has a very tall figure, with long scars on his face and arms, and he looks like a villain.

He has done everything related to beheading, so it is not surprising that he became Hong Tianqing's right-hand man.

Zheng Shisheng stared at Zhu Wencong. He did not expect that the boss Hong Tianqing said was so young and a bit false.

But facing his own death gaze, Zhu Wencong looked so natural and fearless, and it was obvious that he was a character.

"His name is Weng Zhenbin. He is from Fujian and is a Malay. He is mainly responsible for the traditional black three kinds." Hong Tianqing continued.

Weng Zhenbin is an old man in his fifties. He looks kind-hearted, but his hands are actually dark.

That professional fake smile makes people tremble, he must be someone who walked out of the pile of dead people.

"Hong Jinjiang, my brother, worked with me to support the banner, and later became the king of the mountain for a while.

I have told them your idea, and they are very supportive of you and willing to follow your lead.

In the past, we didn’t dare to offend white people, but now that we have a boss and you as our backer, we are not afraid of anything.

If it’s not just a cotton field in a state, whoever dares to seize our territory will be the soul of our sword." Hong Tianqing said domineeringly.

Zhu Wencong looked at Hong Tianqing who had figured it out, and he was very satisfied with his fearless spirit.

Doing business in this era does not rely on killing, you simply cannot become bigger and stronger, and you may even be eaten alive.

Take the oil tycoon you often hear about. Do you think he is a legitimate businessman who uses formal means to take over oil refineries across the United States?

Without any means or ability, he would have been dead in the wilderness long ago. This era is an era of cannibalism!

Birds of a feather flock together, and the people around Hong Tianqing are basically all evil people, and none of them have simple existence.

The barbaric era requires these barbaric forces, which are not only the foundation of the establishment, but also the spear of expansion.

"The Chinese businessman has already given me detailed information about your information, so we will keep the story short.

All of us will work around cotton, you will have greater responsibilities, and I will help you the most.

This is Vasquez, the bodyguard specially selected for me by Mr. Laurentchu.

I don’t care what kind of fighting style you had before, learn from him in an all-round way from now on." Zhu Wenchong introduced the big man Vasquez in the rear.

Only then did everyone realize that there was a white man behind him. Looking at his face, it was obvious that he was a heinous person.

It must be said that Lauren Chu truly loved Zhu Wencong. Not only did she leave her property to him, but she also sent her personal bodyguards.

Hong Tianqing quietly looked at his brothers in surprise. If Zhu Wencong didn't have such a background, he wouldn't be able to be his dog.

He is young and has a loud tone, which makes people uncomfortable to look at, but he is the proud man of heaven!

"Mr. Vasquez! Can the guns I ordered be delivered tomorrow?" Zhu Wenchong turned around and asked.

"No problem, sir! I will also send officers to train them tomorrow. Mr. Laurenchu ​​agrees!" Vasquez said not much.

Zhu Wencong just nodded slightly. No matter what he did, Vasquez would report to Lauren Chu.

This is how unconditional trust is established, unless Zhu Wencong is willing to marry into the family and become a member of the big family.

Hong Tianqing gave the scholar next to him a look, and he immediately translated Zhu Wencong's conversation for everyone.

Zheng Shisheng and Weng Zhenbin looked at each other, each thinking that this young boss was very energetic!

"Now I give you two options, one is to follow me, and the other is to continue to resume your old career." Zhu Wencong said directly.

Everyone couldn't help but fell into deep thought. Following Zhu Wencong naturally has a bright future, but the risk factor is extremely high.

With all the guns and cannons out, do you dare to say that what Zhu Wenchong is about to do is not dangerous?

"Of course I'm on your side!" Hong Tianqing was the first to express his stance.

Hong Tianqing believes that his upper limit has been reached, and if he wants to break the limiter, he must embrace it.

As long as I follow Zhu Wencong, I used to be afraid of white people, but from now on white people will be like dogs!

"Of course you can make a fortune by following the little boss!" Weng Zhenbin said with a smile.

"Is it profitable to grow cotton? Cotton is not as good as growing rice, wheat, etc. The profit from food is very high." Zheng Shisheng asked.

"Hahaha! The United States is now an industrial country, no longer an agricultural country, and the demand for cotton is increasing.

I can tell you this, the Southern Federation has earned more than 2 billion pounds from exporting cotton alone!" Zhu Wenchong raised two fingers.

"Two...twenty...two billion?" Everyone present took a deep breath. They had never heard of the unit of pounds sterling.

Zhu Wencong looked at everyone unable to come to their senses for a long time, knowing that they were very poor and might not have even earned one hundred thousand pounds.

Su Yanting counted her fingers behind her. How much money is 2 billion pounds? It’s worth more than 10 billion taels of silver!

The total tax revenue in the late Qing Dynasty was only more than 100 million taels of silver per year, which was equal to the tax revenue of the Qing Dynasty for more than 100 years.

This shows that there is a huge gap between the output values ​​of industry and agriculture, and ultra-high profits will drive capitalists to do anything.

"You haven't thought about it yet?" Zhu Wencong looked left and right.

Hong Tianqing and others immediately knelt on the ground. As people in the world of martial arts, they will kneel when they are told and will never delay.

"The sky is above and the earth is below. We are willing to be your slaves and kowtow to the master!" Hong Tianqing shouted.

Zhu Wencong covered his face. The old ideas of these people are really deep-rooted and have the word "slaves" engraved in their bones.

I have been with white people since I came to this era, and I thought that the Qing Dynasty had long since ceased to exist.

Only after meeting the people of the Qing Dynasty did Zhu Wencong feel the sadness of the times, a country that was terminally ill.
Chapter completed!