Text Chapter 668 Unpredictable

A day passed quickly, and it was another morning, Zhou Jiexi got up early. He reversed the jet lag in the space yesterday. Mom, Dad, and sisters probably have to sleep late today. They were very energetic last night. They had almost slept on the plane, and they were a little excited. They slept very late at night and chatted with Zhou Jiexi about a lot of things.

He wouldn't think it strange if they slept until the afternoon today, and the curtains in the room are also very light-proof. It is impossible to know whether it is day or night unless you pull it away. Zhou Jiexi also reminded the nannies not to call them, and let his family have a good rest.

It is still his set meal in the morning, first eat a lot of eggs, drink a can of milk, and supplement a lot of protein and nutrition. Zhou Jiexi always felt that the taste of raw eggs was strange, but it was only for feed chickens. In the case of intensively raised chickens, in fact, the pungent taste of eggs is very light, but it has a sweet fragrance after eating.

Eggs in this space of his, taste very suitable for the mouth, eating one by one is a bit like jelly. He ate more than 20 eggs in one go, and drank the milk in the big cup. His large intestine is no news for a long time, but I just hope that the housekeeper who comes to work with him in the future will not be too surprised.

The amount of food he shows is still within the range that people can accept. It just gives people the impression that this person eats a lot, is really good at eating, and definitely has the impression of a big eater.

I went out for running, boxing, etc., and then practiced boxing with the old lady. The old lady's spirit is getting better and better now, compared to when he first met him, she seems to be much better. Judging from the current level, Zhou Jiexi reckons that as a master, he will live to a hundred years. It is definitely not difficult to be more than one year old, and it is estimated that it is possible to move around well by then.

Grandpa Hu, who used to adopt Niuniu, happened to go out to visit friends the day before. So when Zhou Jiexi came back, he wondered why he didn't see that grandpa.

It's just that he still has friends in the United States?

Zhou Jiexi was doing sit-ups before he began to seriously consider the matter of the old man. "In the United States, he seems to know that Mr. Jin, right? Didn't the gangster tell him that it's best not to communicate with that old man? What's the purpose of posting this?"

The questions in his mind made him unable to concentrate, so Zhou Jiexi sped up his movements and quickly finished the sit-ups. He waved his hand to call the bodyguards on duty to come over, and called the consultants of the security company to ask about it. It is estimated that Joe will be more clear about this matter.

Not long after, his Arab bodyguard, Cecil, came over.

"how's it going?"

"I have received the news through the mole below." Cecil nodded and said.

In the Chinese American Federation where Jessie Zhou works, there has always been a black background. It's just that these are old gangs, and they belong to a group of people who have mixed well.

Moreover, they also have businesses in other industries, and now they are involved in politics, so they are no longer ordinary gangsters. The Chinese Federation also really needs the services of such people, and they, the rich, still need people to do some dirty work.

"Which organization is it from?" Zhou Jiexi asked.

"It's a branch of the Changyi gang. The Changyi gang we contacted is not a group of people. They are latecomers and have united with other Asians. According to Mole's news, they are actually the East Asian gang with many members. Complex. Japanese, Korean, South. Korean, Chinese, Vietnamese, Laowo, etc., many.”

"So complicated? Can this group of people survive?" Zhou Jiexi was really curious. This kind of black organization actually prefers people with simple backgrounds. It is best to be from the same town or region with the same background. Only the best people are the most cohesive and combative.

Once the members become complicated, these more or less internal contradictions can make them drink a pot, and the differences in customs, habits, and values ​​​​will also cause them to have more contradictions.

"In fact, they're doing pretty well," Cecil said.

"wht?"

"They are actually a military organization. The first batch of members consisted of members of the original Changyi gang and soldiers from Asia who smuggled into the United States." Cecil said, "This group of people has high combat effectiveness and strong unity. They quickly occupied a piece of land outside Chinatown, neither big nor small, but very profitable. Over the past few decades, they still have that piece of land, neither expanding nor shrinking."

"Now they are the third generation. The original older generation has gradually retired and formed an organization similar to the Council of Elders. There are many organizations under it. The members are very organized and they will not recruit new members at will. Most of them are old people. The next generation of members."

"Oh!" Zhou Jiexi nodded. He didn't really care about it, but it was just a small organization, there was no need to win over it, and there was no need to be afraid. "What does my porter have to do with them?"

"Hu, he has contact with that Mr. Jin. According to the news, he seems to know the members of their elders. It is said that they may be comrades-in-arms." Cecil reported.

"I didn't expect this old man to be connected with black organizations. Sure enough, you can't underestimate people. It's just some idea of ​​this East Asian gang, and you even bothered to contact Mr. Hu Sibing and Hu." Zhou Jiexi couldn't figure it out, so he decided not to think about it. It's better to leave it to the subordinates to think about it. "Go investigate and see if there is a threat."

"Okay boss." Cecil nodded, then turned and left. His big beard, if you say that his attire is a bit sloppy, he is designated as a Middle Eastern terrorist.

Zhou Jiexi is still standing on his head, but his hands are no longer supported by palms, but supported by three fingers. The whole body stands vertically. Looking at it from a distance, it really is the beauty that has always been powered by skill, shining in the sun, it looks so dazzling.

After his morning workout, he went to take a shower. By the time he came out, the old lady was already eating breakfast elegantly in the dining room. After greeting, he sat down in his place, picked up the knife and fork to insert the food.

"Are your parents still resting?"

"Yeah! I slept a little late yesterday, and I just let them clear up the jet lag. I don't think they will wake up until noon today." Zhou Jiexi said after taking a bite.

"Well! That's fine. People who are old and have children should take care of their bodies. After all, health is the most important thing." The old lady said, "I will talk to your family in the afternoon, and I will give you some advice. Let's take a look and recuperate."

"En! Thank you, Master." Zhou Jiexi was grateful. After all, this person has a specialty in surgery, the old lady's medical skills are first-class, and the way of keeping in good health is even more powerful. Even if he has space, there are many things that are not useful just by relying on the magic inside. The best thing is a reasonable amount, no more, no less, that is the most suitable for the body.

The old lady said that there is no need to be so polite, we are all a family, and it should be.

"Master, do you know anything about Mr. Hu recently?" Zhou Jiexi asked. After all, he hasn't been on the farm all the time recently, and he doesn't know much about many things.

"I know something about Hu Sibing, but I don't know much about the East Asia Gang. Their members are very mixed, but they are very conservative outside. The Huayi Federation doesn't deal with them very much, so I don't know much about the internal affairs. not sure."

"Oh!" Zhou Jiexi responded with a long voice.

"But I guess it might have something to do with something you did recently," said the old lady.

"What I've done recently." Zhou Jiexi immediately understood that the things related to Chinatown were not the Chinatown renovation project. There are many things involved here. The most important thing is constituency planning and the right to speak.

The remaining few things are also important. One is to get votes for Jerry Brown, the second is to get political achievements, which are used as bargaining chips for trading, and the last is the most important economic interests.

After these few things are completed, his influence will be further expanded, which will also add chips to his participation in the presidential advisory group in a few years. According to the route designed by the think tank, it would be difficult for Obama not to notice him. After all, with the awakening of Chinese and Asians, their votes cannot be underestimated.

Perhaps it will be the last piece of weight on the balance and the last piece of the puzzle to win the opponent. As a political figure, votes should never be underestimated.

But these have nothing to do with that little gang, they are insignificant, but Zhou Jiexi does not underestimate them, the story of the iron nail on the horseshoe tells him that there is nothing wrong with being careful.

"I'll check it out," Zhou Jiexi said with certainty.

"They are all small characters, don't let yourself suffer unnecessary losses because of them." The old lady said.

"I'll pay attention."

Breakfast is over, and things have to be dealt with. He was a little upset that Hu Sibing, Niuniu's adopter, caused him trouble. Wouldn't it be great to stay on the farm well and go on vacation when you have time? Why get involved with this kind of people if you have nothing to do, it's not adding to the chaos.

He is looking for news here, an Asian district not far from Chinatown. In a Chinese-style restaurant, there are a few elderly and middle-aged people sitting at this time, and there are many young people guarding outside.

If Zhou Jiexi saw the designated acquaintances among them, one would be Hu Sibing, Mr. Hu, and Ningwai would be the old man surnamed Jin.

"Brother, I didn't expect it to be you. After decades, we can meet again. It's really a fate given by God!" An old man with only one eye said with emotion.

"Yes! After I heard Brother Jin say it, I expected it to be you, but I didn't expect it to be." Mr. Hu was also very emotional.

"I was captured back then. Fortunately, they didn't kill me, so I survived in the enemy area. I just didn't expect to come to the United States after a twist and turn, and build this family business with a few brothers."

"It's not easy for you. The people who were still alive back then are probably only our third brother. Now the platoon leader is also lying in the hospital. Hey, things are unpredictable!" Mr. Hu said.