The Presidential Palace, also known as Pizarro Palace, is located on the north side of the central Plaza de Armas in Lima. Its original site was a large Indian cemetery. This official residence was built in 1535. It was originally used as the Palace of the Governor-General of Peru, and thus became
The presidential palace and government headquarters of Peru.
Since Peru was invaded again by Spain, this presidential palace has been the center of the storm. Whether it is the war faction or the capitulation faction, in the end all decisions need to be made by President Pezette.
"You mean... what they found there? Juan."
As president, Pezet never thought that such a change would happen - how could the Chinese workers have such a problem at this time?
What is even more worrying is that this may even cause tensions between Peru and American companies.
"Yes, as we all know, no one has ever regarded Chinese workers as...ordinary people. Whether on plantations or on guano islands, they are always shackled to prevent them from escaping. It is conceivable that the supervisors' skins are
Whipping and abuse are naturally inevitable, so they will definitely find something."
"Well, this is not good news..."
President Pezet's brows furrowed.
"Now when we need their help, if this matter makes them angry, it is certain that the fleet will most likely evacuate here. Of course, this is still the best outcome. If it worsens, they may even attack
Like the Spaniards, they made extremely rude requests,"
After pondering for a moment, President Pezet said.
"Now, I'm afraid the only thing we can do is pray..."
Praying, this makes no sense at all. Even God cannot change many facts. Only three days later, the fleet returned to Lima again. Then at the Pizarro Palace, Mario immediately took the things he had just sorted out.
report and lodged a protest with President Pezet in person.
"Mr. Special Envoy, please believe that this is an extremely individual matter. Peruvian law..."
Before President Pezet could finish speaking, Mario said loudly,
"Without a doubt! Your laws are a joke!"
President Pezet, who was a lawyer by training, immediately became a little embarrassed. Feeling that his self-esteem had been frustrated, he was about to refute when he heard what the other party said.
"According to my investigation results, in the past ten years, more than 10,000 Chinese workers have died from various abuses and diseases caused by abuse on Guano Island alone, where your supervisors can do whatever they want.
Beat the Chinese laborers and even shoot them. God can testify that if there is a hell on earth, it is the closest place to hell. Not only that, abuse and beatings are common in various plantations. The way you treat the indentured Chinese laborers,
Even more cruel than the treatment of slaves in the past, laws? When the Chinese workers were abused, where were your laws? When they were killed, where were your laws! Mr. President, the laws written on paper are just a joke.
That’s all!”
Facing President Pezet, Mario's protest was direct and merciless, without any regard for the fact that the other party was the president of a country. After all, this world relies on strength to speak. What if the other party is the president of a country?
When his strength is inferior to others, even the president is nothing more than an object of bullying by others.
"Mr. Special Envoy, I need to remind you that those people are Chinese workers, and they are not South Chinese!"
Foreign Minister Juan, standing aside, said angrily.
"We very much respect the friendship with American Company, but the basis of this friendship is equality, and respect is mutual. We do not think that your company has any position that can accuse us on the issue of Chinese workers.
After all, they are not South Chinese."
Indeed, from the perspective of public international law, the American Company has no position to interfere with the Chinese workers, but is public international law... comparable to naval guns?
So what if it is inconsistent with international law? What is power?
Power is nothing more than naval guns!
Naval guns are justice!
"Who says they are not from South China?"
After that, Mario picked up an official letter and said.
"According to the relevant immigration laws of America, as long as Chinese immigrants apply, they can be automatically naturalized. Now, the Chinese workers on the island have completed the naturalization procedures. Of course, I need to speak up for them. Also, I have sent my attaché.
Go to various plantations, believe me, those Chinese workers who have been abused will definitely rush to naturalize and become South Chinese. Mr. Minister, what we need to discuss now is no longer the issue of indentured Chinese workers, but the issue of South Chinese citizens.
Peru has a problem with abuse, beatings and imprisonment!”
After that, he handed over the official letter with both hands and said.
"This is a formal written protest from America Company. We demand the immediate release of all South China Chinese workers who have been detained and abused, and we demand compensation for their losses!"
After handing over the written official letter, Mario proudly raised his head and chest, ignoring the astonishment of the president and ministers, and said in a deep voice.
"Please consider our request seriously!"
What does serious consideration mean? This is simply an ultimatum. Whether you are happy or unhappy, I have left the words here anyway.
Either accept it or reject it, but the question is can you afford to reject it?
"you you……"
Minister Huan pointed his finger at the other party. He was so angry that he immediately defended himself.
"The demands you have made are completely unreasonable. Even if they are naturalized in Nanhua, you cannot ask for compensation for what they experienced yesterday. Besides, such naturalization is simply against common sense."
"They are now South Chinese, that's a hard fact, Mr. Minister!"
Mario said directly.
"Please believe that no country will turn a blind eye to the interests of expatriates. The Spanish are like this. America America may be just a company, but please believe that we also attach great importance to the interests of expatriates!"
Although he did not directly threaten anyone, anyone could hear the meaning behind his words.
"Is this a threat?"
President Pezet stared at the other party and asked.
Yes, this is a threat, but of course it cannot be said like that.
"No!"
Mario answered directly.
"This is just a normal diplomatic protest. If all diplomatic means fail, then something we don't want to see may happen, Mr. President!"
What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot?
Now President Pezette finally understood that he had invited the American Company's fleet, but he never thought that this fleet that was supposed to be Peruvian reinforcements had actually become another threat, thinking that they might even be
Colluding with the Spaniards, it can be said that he had mixed feelings in his heart.
Okay, this time, I really hit my foot!
And it’s a big rock!
President Pezet, whose foot was bruised and bleeding, was silent for a moment, and then said.
"Mr. Special Envoy, first of all, I need to explain that the laws of Peru are definitely not useless laws written on paper. We will handle this matter in accordance with the laws of Peru. I believe that justice will be given to all contracted Chinese workers in the end, but
This does not mean that Peru will accept any threats!”