On the streets of Chicago, Mei Binlin, who was only 16 years old, was accompanying Sun Yat-sen to a laundry hall opened by overseas Chinese.

In February 1910, Sun Yat-sen came to Chicago from San Francisco alone with a simple carry-on luggage.

After arriving in Chicago, Sun Yat-sen made a special trip to Chinatown to a hotel called "Shanghai Restaurant" and wanted to find the manager here.

The manager of "Shanghai Restaurant" is Mei Guangpei, who is from Guangdong. The reason why Sun Yat-sen wanted to find Mei Guangpei was because Mei Guangpei was his fellow villager, and the other was introduced by his friends.

Although Mei Guangpei did not know Sun Yat-sen, he had heard of this fellow villager for a long time. In addition, it was introduced by a friend, so Mei Guangpei let Sun Yat-sen live in the "Shanghai Restaurant".

After the greetings, Sun Yat-sen told Mei Guangpei that his purpose of coming to Chicago this time.

First, raise funds from Chicago overseas Chinese and continue to prepare for a revolutionary uprising in China; second, promote the revolutionary principles to Chicago overseas Chinese and establish a Tongmenghui branch. Since Sun Yat-sen was not very clear about the situation of Chicago overseas Chinese at that time, he hoped that Mei Guangpei could help him, and it would be best to find a reliable person to serve as a "guide" for him.

Mei Guangpei quickly found a young "guidance" for Sun Yat-sen. He was Mei Binlin, who was sixteen years old and lived in a "Shanghai Restaurant" and was half-time in Chicago. At this time, Mei Binlin's school was on vacation and he had the conditions to be a "guidance" for Sun Yat-sen.

In the following months, Sun Yat-sen followed the "guidance" Mei Binlin to promote the revolution among the Chinese in Chicago and raised donations. However, because Kang Youwei had visited Chicago once before and turned a large number of Chinese into "royalists", Sun Yat-sen's money-raising action was quite unsuccessful.

Just like now...

"Is anyone here?" After walking into the laundry hall, Sun Yat-sen knocked on the open door and asked softly inside.

The boss who was ironing his clothes with an iron inside thought there was a customer, but when he came out, he saw that it was Sun Yat-sen, and his face turned down.

"It's you, you cannon, why are you doing here? Could it be that you want to promote your revolution again?"

Sun Yat-sen was about to speak, but the owner of the laundry shop had already continued. "I'm not interested in listening to your revolutions, so you'd better leave me quickly, don't delay my business."

When Sun Yat-sen heard him say this, he quickly stopped the angry Mei Binlin, and after returning a polite smile, he took Mei Binlin away from the laundry hall and walked towards another shop.

"Tsk!" After cutting, the owner of the laundry shop continued to work with the iron. (The above are all historical facts)

After walking outside for a whole day, Sun Yat-sen returned to the "Shanghai Restaurant" with exhaustion

Sun Yat-sen has not achieved any results in the past few months. At least the bosses of "Shanghai Restaurant" Mei Yaofu, Mei Xuyao, manager Mei Guangpei and others have become the first members of the Chicago Tongmenghui, but the difficulties are still too great compared to the results.

"Mr. Sun, are you back?" After seeing Sun Yat-sen bringing Mei Binlin back, Mei Guangpei hurriedly came up to meet him.

Since becoming a member of the Tongmenghui, Mei Guangpei and others have respectfully called Sun Yat-sen Mr.

"Guangpei..." Sun Yat-sen, who was lowering his head and thinking about things, was startled, but he chuckled after discovering that it was Mei Guangpei.

At this time, Mei Guangpei was holding a stack of newspapers in his hand. After Sun Yat-sen walked into the hotel, he quickly handed over the newspaper.

"Mr. Sun, do you see, Yan Guang is the one you mentioned?" There was a news about the Tampico Oilfield in the newspaper, and even some of Yan Guang's deeds were clearly written on it, but most of them were inventions that Yan Guang had made in the United States. As for London stocks and Sichuan factories, these newspapers may be able to check it, but it is obviously unlikely to find it within a day.

"Oilfield?" Sun Yat-sen frowned at the two largest words in the newspaper, and then turned on other contents.

"That's right, this Chinese named Yan Guang seemed to have discovered a large oil field in Mexico. Now newspapers in the United States have this matter." As he said that, Mei Guangpei pointed to other guests who were reading newspapers in the hotel. The newspapers in the hands of the guests may not be from the same newspaper, but there are news about Mexican oil on the homepage.

Sun Yat-sen found a seat in the hotel and sat down, then carefully looked through the newspaper.

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"Guangpei, is this oil field valuable?" Sun Yat-sen, who had never been in contact with the oil industry, still couldn't understand after looking through it for a long time.

I understand that Sun Yat-sen does not understand oil, so Mei Guangpei only started from the simplest point, which made Sun Yat-sen understand the value of this oil field.

"A daily output of 36,000 tons of oil is equivalent to barrels. If sold at a price of 1 US dollar per barrel, then the Chinese named Yan Guang can earn at least more than 90 million US dollars a year..." Mei Guangpei was already envious and jealous. "And this place called Tampico is very big, and it is impossible to have only one oil well. Although there may not be oil wells with a production capacity of more than 30,000 tons, it is still very possible to find a 1,000-ton oil well. At that time, this Yan surnamed Yan can earn at least more than 100 million US dollars a year..."

Based on the exchange ratio between US dollar and silver dollars or Kuping silver at this time, a huge number that he could not even think of in the past appeared in Sun Yat-sen's mind...

At this moment, Sun Yat-sen's idea of ​​pulling Yan Guang into the Tongmenghui was stronger than ever.

However, just when Sun Yat-sen was planning to send a telegram to San Francisco, calling Huang Yihua and then heading to Mexico together, Mei Guangpei suddenly sighed.

"It's a pity that although this Yan surname is destined to dig it out, he may have no life to enjoy it..." Mei Guangpei signaled Sun Yat-sen to see the few white diners in the hotel. At this moment, these white people only had two words on their faces.

"greedy."

Sun Yat-sen, who was already in a little interest, sat down sadly. At this time, he also understood the fate that Yan Guang was about to suffer.

"It seems that this oil well is not only a fortune, but also a fortune that costs life..." Looking at the contents in the newspaper, Sun Yat-sen sighed.

Just as Sun Yat-sen was sighing at the newspaper, Huang Lao, who was far away in San Francisco, also saw the content on the newspaper.

It's just that unlike Sun Yat-sen and Mei Guangpei, Mr. Huang did not think of the danger Yan Guang was facing at this time. He just took this newspaper and called several younger generations, and then...

"Look, look at me. It took me so much time to drill out such an oil well in Mexico. I'm looking at you. I only know how to get mixed up with Li Shinan and others on weekdays, and I don't know what messing things are going on." As he said that, Mr. Huang glanced at a few younger generations who were lowering his head and sighed heavily. "If you can have one percent of your life, I can rest assured even if I die."

Several middle-aged people standing aside heard Mr. Huang say this and hurriedly rushed up, while several young people such as Huang Yihua lowered their heads even lower, but...

"Yan Guang, remember it for me!" This is the common voice of several people.

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