Early the next morning, Zhu Wencong followed Wei Zanyan to San Francisco, while Su Yanqiao took a group of people to the state capital.
At present, San Francisco was Zhu Wencong's backyard, where he had connections in every quarter, making all his dealings go smoothly.
Zhu Wencong actually wanted to stay in San Francisco for the long term, but he had not yet acquired all the farms in California.
"The mayors are all buddies, so when you ask them for help, don't be too polite.
America is a society that talks about money, and as long as you can bring benefits, any matter can be discussed.
As we grow stronger, it will be the Government Office seeking us, not us seeking them.
You must put away your insecurities, if you look down on yourself, how can you expect others to respect you!" Zhu Wencong said earnestly.
Wei Zanyan listened quietly; Zhu Wencong must have something extraordinary to have entered the inner circles of the white people.
