America 1881: Legend of the West

A young white man and a Chinese man stood at the door of the president's office.

Cleveland knew both men.

Little Astor and Chen Jianqiu.

The two men crossed paths when he first ran for president.

The former provided him with a certain degree of financial support, while the latter directly saved his life. His Border Detective Agency was also responsible for his security during the campaign.

But later Astor Jr. followed the family's will and turned to the Republican Party, while Chen Jianqiu was busy with other things in the west.

Therefore, the contact between the two sides is naturally much less.

Despite their different political views, Cleveland still had a good impression of the two men.

However, in his opinion, no matter how rich two people are, they are just businessmen.

"We just came from the Capitol. They were adjourning the meeting. The speaker said that you left the meeting because of a headache, so we came directly." Little Astor looked around.

He was familiar with many people in Congress, some of whom were guests at his mother's dances.

"Boy, I'm sorry, we are discussing some more important things. If we want to talk, can we talk later?" Secretary of State Grayson said politely.

"If I guessed correctly, you should be discussing the gold reserves in the national treasury." Chen Jianqiu spoke.

Compared with little Aster, he is not so reserved.

He looked at the layout of the entire presidential office.

At that time, the presidential office was not located in the famous "Oval Office" in the Executive Office Building, but on the second floor of the mansion.

However, the "Fortitude Desk" made of wooden planks from the hull of a Royal Navy sailboat has been placed in the center of the office.

The expression on President Cleveland's face was almost the same as that of Secretary Wright on the other end of the phone.

Extremely embarrassed.

Does the entire United States now know that the government can no longer afford the gold that can be exchanged?

"You don't need to be surprised. From the moment the financial crisis began, you should have expected this day to come." Chen Jianqiu's words did not leave any face to Cleveland.

"So, are you here to take advantage of the situation?" Secretary of State Grayson, who was standing in front of the president's desk, glanced at the Chinese and asked unceremoniously.

"I'm here to remedy the situation." Chen Jianqiu said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone, "for your mistakes."

Grayson burst out laughing: "In my impression, you and your Sanjiang Bank are not as good as Morgan. Without the Rothschild family behind you, you can't move forward in Europe!"

"But I have gold." Chen Jianqiu walked to one of the three floor-to-ceiling windows behind the president and opened the curtains.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the green lawn of the White House.

There were two rows of carriages parked on the road outside the lawn.

Each carriage was pulled by four horses and was covered so tightly that it was impossible to see what was inside.

"Mr. Grayson, twenty tons of gold are now parked outside the door of the White House. As long as Mr. President gives an order, it can be transported to the Treasury of the Ministry of Finance to meet urgent needs." Chen Jianqiu said calmly.

Grayson glanced at little Astor.

"Yes, Mr. Secretary, I can guarantee that what he said is true. These were just shipped to the port of Washington in the morning." Little Astor said.

The Secretary of State's expression was wonderful.

He really couldn't imagine how someone could park twenty tons of gold directly at the door of the White House.

But the Astor family, which has been famous in New York for centuries, will never lie.

It is very possible that what is contained in these carriages is really gold.

"Of course, if you don't need it, I can have the gold shipped back now. I can still afford the freight." Chen Jianqiu said.

President Cleveland finally spoke.

He walked to the edge of the sofa and made an invitation gesture to the two standing people:

"Then please take a seat."

"What good advice do you have, Mr. Chen?"

Part of the twenty tons of gold was transferred overnight by Chen Jianqiu from the vault at the headquarters of Sanjiang Bank in New York, and the other part was privately stored in the vault of the Little Astor family.

Since the beginning of the financial crisis, he has been purchasing gold all over the world, including but not limited to the United States, Mexico, Chile, South Africa, and Europe.

Some of them exchanged U.S. dollars directly with the government. In his words, they were deposited for the federal government first;

Some are barter-for-thing, as in South Africa.

At that time, the Union of South Africa had not yet been established, and the Transvaal Republic established by the Boers ruled there.

The world's largest Witwatersrand gold mine was discovered there in 1884.

The country borders the British colony of South Africa, and its relationship with the British Empire is obviously not very good.

Chen Jianqiu learned the news from the Germans.

Arms dealers have the keenest sense of smell for war, just like hounds are most familiar with the smell of blood.

What's more, he is also a time traveler.

He registered a Dutch company and began quietly shipping large quantities of arms there.

From Maxim machine guns, new semi-automatic rifles to Knub cannons sold on consignment, they are all available.

Shiploads of munitions were shipped from Amsterdam to Cape Town, and then the gold was carried to ports in Mexico, where it was counted and shipped to Roswell and New York.

That day, Mark Twain ran to Chen Jianqiu's house and told Chen Jianqiu about the private party in the Freemasonry.

It was not the furious Rockefeller who caught Chen Jianqiu's attention.

But August Belmont Jr.

This person's relationship with the Rothschild family is known to the entire Wall Street.

He and Morgan appeared at the same time and had important matters to discuss at the same time, which is worth pondering.

Chen Jianqiu used the Border Detective Agency's intelligence network in New York and the Chinese Political Participation Alliance's relationship network in Washington, and quickly came to a conclusion:

These two people are planning to attack the federal government.

At this time, the federal government is like a man forced to the river.

The two men wanted to push the latter into the river and then hand him the rope.

The person may be rescued, but the rope tied to the body may never be untied.

Chen Jianqiu has no ambition to save the United States.

He just felt that he had to tie the rope himself.

But he still needs help with this matter.

After all, his gold was mainly placed in Roswell, New York, but only a small part.

So he found little Astor.

"Lend me some money."

In Astor's mansion on the outskirts of New York City, Chen Jianqiu opened his mouth to borrow money.

"How much? I'll ask the butler to get it for you now." Little Asert is writing his own novel.

"Today we need two million US dollars in gold, and we will reserve one thousand to twenty million US dollars in gold later." Chen Jianqiu said lightly.

Little Astor put down the pen in his hand.

"Um, what do you want to buy?"