It's just that this kind of thinking is really inexplicable, and Han Huaiyi is speechless: "Can they only rely on their own supervision?" Defecation and littering are all fines! This time, I support foreigners. ”

"Yes." Jiang Wenwu was honest.

Han Huaiyi said again: "Use your brain to think about it, if M individual food supply to the troops causes a large-scale adverse reaction, what does that mean to New Rome!" ”

Jiang Wenwu finally understood, and he said in horror: "I know, boss, I'll do it immediately." ”

Knowing what was important, he was quick to get things done, and Johansen quickly approached him.

He asked Han Huaiyi a little disbelievingly: "Charlie, do you really want me to meddle in these things of the Chinese?" ”

"Yes, unceremoniously strict supervision, but don't happen that kind of deliberate fault-finding behavior, I have judgment."

"Okay. By the way, when you were busy today, someone came to me. ”

"Who?"

"He You, the consul general of San Francisco in the Qing court, he wants to see you."

See me?

Han Huaiyi was curious, so he agreed.

Speaking of which, after he came to the United States, he had not met anyone from the Qing court in the United States, and no one over there had ever looked for him.

Now that he is about to negotiate with the Japanese side, but the people from the Qing court come to see him, what are they going to do?

Seven o'clock that night.

Dressed in casual clothes, He Yu appeared at the New Rome office in San Francisco.

It is the site of Old Chinatown, across the street from San Francisco's Tung Wah Hospital, and is now the private property of local merchant Wood.

I guess I'm afraid, this goods took the initiative to donate this three-story house with a garden to New Rome for free.

It was also because of this that Han Huaiyi learned about the anti-Chinese past in San Francisco in 1900.

He You is a man in his forties.

He was born in Meixian County, Guangdong.

This person is handsome and temperamental, and he is obviously not a soft-boned person.

But when he saw Han Huaiyi, he surrendered his hand and said, "The student has seen Mr. Han." ”

"How can Consul He be so polite."

"He Youjing is Mr. Yi's ability to coerce a country. Sir deserves this gift from me. ”

After the two sides sat down, He You said quickly: "Mr. Han, you have to negotiate with the Japanese tomorrow?" ”

"Not bad." Han Huaiyi couldn't figure out what he meant, so he could only wait for him to speak, and He You said, "The student has a reluctant request, I don't know if you can allow me to observe." ”

"Of course you can, journalists can do it, and friends and friends can too."

He You was overjoyed when he heard this, and arched his hand and said, "Then thank you, sir." ”

Then he asked, "Mr. Han has ever heard of the regulations restricting Chinese labor?" ”

"I guess I heard."

"If only the gentleman had time and listened to the students tell you about the past."

He You told Han Huaiyi this.

As early as 1882, his mentor Huang Zunxian was promoted to consul general of the Qing Dynasty in San Francisco.

When Huang Zunxian first arrived in San Francisco that year, he had a disgusting incident.

It was the era of frenzied Chinese exclusion in the United States, and the US Congress added fuel to the fire by introducing Article 15 of the "Regulations on the Restriction of Chinese Labor."

The fearless San Francisco government went so far as to arrest Chinese workers on this ground.

When the former Qing Dynasty consuls encountered this kind of thing, they basically pretended to be deaf and dumb, and they didn't care if your Chinese workers were beaten, arrested and killed, just don't bother me. Poor Chinese workers in the United States have been so humiliated for many years.

But Huang Zunxian, who had just taken office, was furious when he heard the news: I'll take care of it!

And he's a very strategic man.

Huang Zunxian, who was calling for the San Francisco government, was neither noisy nor noisy, but just went to the San Francisco prison to investigate the San Francisco prison where Chinese workers were held, from the size of the house to the sanitary conditions, and then he moved out of the US law and slammed the San Francisco officials in the face.

The conditions of your prison in San Francisco are seriously illegal, and the detention of Chinese workers is even more seriously illegal.

Then he moved out of "International Law" and launched a public opinion offensive in the United States.

Then, there was a historic moment: the Qing Dynasty consul general had the power to issue licenses to Chinese workers, and overseas Chinese in the United States were protected by law.

After saying this allusion, He You said to Han Huaiyi with tears: "Sir, because he has been in Japan for many years, he later wrote a book called Japan National Chronicles. ”

The book was sent to the Yamen, the prime minister of the Qing Dynasty, and Xiang Shuai and others highly respected it, but it was refrigerated by the Manchurians.

After the first afternoon, the Manchurians finally came up with the book and published it, but Huang Zunxian got not praise, but infamy.

Because you know so much about Japan, why didn't you publish this book earlier! It is clearly harboring evil intentions.

"It just doesn't make sense." Han Huaiyi scolded, and He You said: "Exactly, Mr. was disheartened because of this, and he passed away in March last year!" But the gentleman has a last wish. ”

"Repeal the Restriction on Chinese Labor?"

"Yes. Now Mr. is famous all over the world, and his reputation is far from being comparable to that of his mentor. ”

Han Huaiyi didn't wait for him to finish, and said, "Okay, I promise you." ”

"Huh?" He You was surprised.

Han Huaiyi said seriously: "I promise you." I'll get to know this in detail and react. ”

"Really?"

"Yes, it's not for Qingguo, it's for China, and I hope you can understand the difference between the two, even though you're Qingguo's Consul General in San Francisco."

He You smiled bitterly: "I understand." ”

"You're looking for me for these two things?" Han Huaiyi asked him again, and He You nodded: "I looked for Mr. Han about these two things, but I didn't expect Mr. Han to be able to agree, which really made the students grateful." ”

Han Huaiyi got up: "There is nothing to be grateful for, my friends all know my words, realize self-worth, take care of your family, help kind people, speak up for the ethnic group, and strive for glory for the country." ”

"Sir has done it."

"Nope." Han Huaiyi looked at him: "The last step is far away!" Because the Qing court is not worth my effort. ”

He You was suddenly embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Han Huaiyi smiled: "Don't think I'm targeting you, I'm telling the truth, and I want to thank you for telling me this thing I ignored." You also know that from my point of view, sometimes I can't see the suffering of those Chinese workers, and those who can come to me are all those who have stood out among the Chinese workers, but they are only a minority after all. ”

After He You said goodbye, Han Huaiyi sat there and thought for a long time.

He didn't even pay attention to the next day's negotiations.

Eight o'clock in the morning the next day.

Outside San Francisco City Hall, there were many reporters and onlookers.

Seven Japanese people, including Mitsui Nafuki, arrived on time, and five minutes after they entered the venue, Han Huaiyi and Ford, as well as Brian Johansen and Tesla, arrived here.

The spacious City Hall was intended for the San Francisco Legislature.

So enough for a couple of hundred people.

In the center of the room is a long table.

Mitsui Mingfu and the others, who were sitting on the side and waiting, did not have any protests or dissatisfaction because of Han Huaiyi's sooner or later.

They are obviously mentally prepared for today's encounter.

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