The old bustard’s name is Liu Baofeng, a thirty-year-old lady who monopolizes the business in Fengyue, the state capital.

The first time Liu Baofeng saw Zhu Wencong, she had a surprised expression. She heard that he was very young, but he didn't expect to be so young.

I thought Zhu Wencong was a young master of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, using his status as an elder to achieve some results.

Zhu Wencong sat down calmly and drank tea. The Chinese Chamber of Commerce is one of the shareholders of Yichun Institute and is involved in the business behind it.

"What's the matter with you?" Liu Baofeng asked directly.

"I want to establish a cooperative relationship with you, give up the current business, and participate in the legitimate business of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce.

This ring belongs to Su Jingmin, the president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce. He gave it to me to prove that I can fully represent the Chinese Chamber of Commerce.

If you still don't believe it, you can send a telegram and I will wait patiently here.

If you are determined to cooperate with me, I hope you will listen to me instead of making your own decisions." Zhu Wencong said seriously.

Liu Baofeng thought deeply. She would not doubt Zhu Wencong's identity. His confidence was enough to prove his ability.

But after giving up her current business, Liu Baofeng had no idea how her future would go.

In other words, Liu Baofeng really couldn't figure out what else she could do if she didn't do this business. We were used to this kind of life.

You don’t have to pay anything, and the money comes in quickly. Americans are always generous and like to tip.

"What will we do in the future?" Liu Baofeng asked.

"Growing cotton! Of course, if you don't want to do physical labor, there are easier jobs you can do.

In the future, I will bring you together and form a Chinese circle that belongs to us, regardless of what foreigners think.

The power of the United States is granted by the people. Once we get rid of our status as slaves, we have the right to vote.

We must firmly believe that our life will get better and better in the future, I guarantee you this." Zhu Wencong said solemnly.

Liu Baofeng shook his head: "We don't even have an identity! This is a foreign country after all, and we are no different from those Kunlun slaves.

I know you are doing it for us, but..."

"The Union has declared the abolition of slavery, so you are all members of the United States now.

The fact that I can represent the entire Chinese Chamber of Commerce proves that I have my connections. You can rest assured that the abolition of slavery is certain!

You can get rid of all the baggage and start a new life in this new land.

If you want to go back, I can help you arrange a ship to take you back to the East." Zhu Wencong interrupted.

Liu Baofeng was stunned again. The surprise Zhu Wencong had brought to him was so great that it seemed like he was dreaming.

Getting rid of the slave status is something that thousands of people long for, but white people will always be superior.

"We...we won't go back!" Liu Baofeng said in a firm tone.

"There is no place for us in the East, and the United States is the best soil for our development.

Since you said that the federation has announced the abolition of slavery, can we become citizens?

It’s not that... the federation and the states are divided into separate states. I heard that it is divided among our princes.

I don't know about other states, but California is a slave state, so how could it possibly respond to the abolition of slavery." Liu Baofeng was still very skeptical.

Zhu Wencong feels that he is too young to be believed directly. This is a traditional habit of Eastern people.

Westerners don't care about Zhu Wencong's age. As long as it can bring tangible benefits, Zhu Wencong is his biological father.

"You don't need to worry about this issue. I am here to help the state government promote the abolition of slavery.

We should talk about various matters of future cooperation. I sincerely help you leave the current environment.

There is too much chaos in San Francisco. I want to make you a role model and then take over.

Only by cooperating with you can we maximize our benefits, cooperating with them is more nonsense and bullshit." Zhu Wenchong said straight to the point.

Liu Baofeng smiled slightly. Of course she knew the Fengyue Market in San Francisco. It was indeed a mixed bag and a mess.

"I'll tell you the truth! I first hung out in the Fengyuechang in San Francisco, and later made friends with a member of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce.

He provided the money and I provided the people, leaving San Francisco to go to the state capital to establish a romance center, thereby avoiding competition from peers.

It's a pity that my identity prevented him from marrying me, and he had already returned to the East to live with his wife and children.

The first time I met you, I thought you were his child, but it's a pity that he really forgot about me." Liu Baofeng sighed.

Zhu Wencong listened quietly to Liu Baofeng's story, and he had to say that the stories of this kind of people are really exciting and rich.

No one can succeed casually. Only she knows how much hardship she has endured.

"I can say this, those old bustards in San Francisco are really cruel and vicious.

With them in San Francisco, no one can compete with them, and their methods are beyond your imagination.

If you ask me to attack them, I really can't fight. I was defeated miserably at their hands before.

I am just a peaceful person, they are the most restless people..." Liu Baofeng was helpless.

"I just asked you to take over their person, I didn't ask you to challenge them!

Of course I know their crimes, otherwise it would be impossible for so many women to be trafficked.

The market in this area must be regulated. Anyone who is not allowed to abide by the rules of the game will be kicked out.

Our men's methods are very simple, those who obey me will prosper and those who go against me will perish!" Zhu Wenchong responded domineeringly.

As a person of later generations, Zhu Wencong is very aware of the evil behind the piglet trade, especially women.

Men are derogatorily called "piglets", while women are called "pig flowers". Flowers often refer to women in Cantonese.

In 1852, 'Pig Flowers' were sold to San Francisco, California, for 50 oceans per person; when delivered to the United States, they were worth 1,000 oceans per person.

Ultra-high profits will drive countless people to engage in this industry, and they will do whatever it takes to sell.

Capital has always been ruthless. As long as a certain profit is achieved, there is nothing that humans cannot do.

Under this general trend, not only men are crazy, but women are also crazy. They return directly from the United States to the East to trade piglets.

In 1854, a woman named "Acai" returned to Hong Kong from San Francisco, California, and coaxed the woman to follow her to San Francisco, America, to engage in prostitute business, while she herself became a madam.

In the same year, the English ship "Inglewood" bought a batch of pig flowers from Ningbo and transported it to the Portuguese island of Macao. There were 47 young girls on board, the oldest was only 8 years old, and the youngest was only five or six years old.

As for their life on the ship and after, it can no longer be described in words.

All Zhu Wencong can do is to blast his mother with cannons and crush these evils forever.

"It's so...so sinful!" Su Yanqing made a trembling voice. No wonder Zhu Wencong didn't want to take her to the Fengyue Chang in San Francisco.

"Alas! It's hard to look back on the past! I didn't expect you to be so righteous!

But have you ever thought about the consequences? This so-called killing of people's money is like killing their parents. Your end will be very miserable." Liu Baofeng persuaded Zhu Wencong not to care too much.

"Hahaha! Do you know who my opponent is now? All the farmers in California! Slave owners!
Chapter completed!