America's Road to Wealth

As night falls, the lanterns come on.

Tonight, Abel made an appointment to have dinner with someone.

He was coming out of the Woolworth Building to go to a restaurant in upper Manhattan.

Having said that, after it is confirmed that Bloomberg can officially take office.

New Beginning Real Estate, the company that bought the Woolworth Building, has submitted another application to the New York City government and the New York Heritage Conservancy.

Application to change the name of Woolworth Building to the new Smith Building.

This application from New Starting Point is already the third time.

Previously, New Starting Real Estate Company had applied twice, but was rejected both times.

This is the third application and the first application since September 11th.

Bloomberg has made it clear privately that he will fully support the approval of this application.

But Abel should also make some efforts to the New York Heritage Conservancy.

Abel understood instantly and had even done it before.

In the past two months.

Smith Capital, Smith Media, and New Starting Point Real Estate Company are three companies.

We have made several donations to the New York Cultural Heritage Preservation Association in batches.

Abel himself also donated twice.

The amount of donations from him and his father-in-law has exceeded US$3 million.

Someone in the association has also made it clear that the New York Cultural Heritage Preservation Association should follow the trend of the times and make certain understandable changes when appropriate.

So after this submission, the Woolworth Building will probably never have this name again.

When Abel came out of the Smith Tower in the future, he did not take the two otakus who had been staying there for the past two days with him.

I don’t know if it’s because of their nature, or if they sensed Abel’s intentions.

After that night, Britney and Avril haven't gone out yet.

The two spent the whole day hanging out in the "Top" mansion, singing, dancing, drinking beer, playing games, or swimming in the small indoor swimming pool on the top floor of the apartment.

I have never come down until now and have been staying on the roof.

Avril also discovered Britney and was told about it by Abel.

Abel thought, come back tonight.

I want to bring these two future mainstays of the North American music scene together!

Of course, this will happen after returning home in the evening.

Abel is now going to a dinner party.

He made an appointment with Jess, the deputy director of the U.S. Federal Tax Service.

The two of them are going to have dinner at a Michelin-level restaurant in Upper Manhattan tonight.

Abel and Deputy Director Jace have always had a good relationship.

Jess has always been an executive from the IRS, mainly responsible for receiving and serving Abel.

The two have a very good relationship in private.

Jace's surname was Harrison, and he was the Harrison of the Harrison family.

This is why Abel developed a personal relationship with him outside of the IRS.

The Harrison family, they are likely one of the masterminds behind the Federal Reserve.

On the way to an appointment.

The roads in Manhattan are a bit congested during rush hour.

Sitting in the back of the Cadillac Monster in the middle of the convoy.

Abel looked out the window and looked at the scene in Manhattan in a daze.

The motorcade had now left Lower Manhattan and entered Midtown Manhattan.

Like downtown, Midtown Manhattan is a street where banks, companies, shops, and offices are densely packed.

The tall buildings tower into the night sky, like steep mountain peaks, and the walls are made of transparent glass, like a crystal palace.

Colorful street lights are twinkling, far and near, high and low, appearing and disappearing, as if they are floating in the sky full of stars.

The car was flying by like wind and dragon, and the taillights on the car were like countless red ribbons extending into the distance.

But in this bustling scene, Abel saw some homeless people on the street corner. They had spread out their quilts and started wandering for another night.

Midtown Manhattan, the most prosperous island of Manhattan in the financial city of New York and one of the gathering places with the largest number of banks, has so many homeless people.

I have to say this is ironic.

Since the September 11 attacks, New York has fallen into recession.

Since entering the recession, according to statistics from a data company, at least 600,000 New Yorkers have been lost during this period.

Half of them occurred in the half month after September 11th.

Among them, Lower Manhattan and Midtown are the most serious.

New York City, which has always been proud of being the "financial capital", has been hit hard. Local officials predict that New York will lose at least 55% of its economic growth in this recession.

A common refrain people hear when talking about New York is, “It’s great, but I hate living there.”

In the eyes of tourists, New York is always a desirable place.

But after peeling off the luxurious and glamorous exterior, this highly developed capitalist city also reveals its old side, an oldness that is full of depression.

The residents of New York are all outsiders, leaving their hometowns and entering the city to seek shelter, performance, or some goals, big or small.

One of the mysterious characteristics of New York is its ability to distribute such ambiguous gifts.

It can destroy a person, or it can fulfill him, it largely depends on luck.

Unless you are willing to take a chance, it is best not to come to New York.

To ordinary people, New York is no paradise at all.

It is an all-devouring hell!

In this case, Abel felt that he would be Lucifer or Satan in this hell.

This Satan of Manhattan Hell.

His eyes were looking at the bustling Manhattan.

But what he was thinking about in his heart was what happened during the day.

During the day, he took the initiative to draw Soros into his own interest group.

He is now calculating the gains and losses.

In fact, Abel had already had this idea.

That is to bring together Buffett and Soros at the same time.

Almost most of Buffett's investors are wealthy families from the Midwestern United States, as well as those from traditional political families.

Soros's investors are mostly oil tycoons and a small number of political families.

One of these two people represents the interests of the giants in the American Midwest, and the other represents the interests of some Oilers.

The other two shareholders of Smith Capital also represent different American forces behind them.

For example, Bloomberg, the interest groups behind him are also mostly oil people, and a small part are people from Wall Street.

As for PNC Financial Services Group, it is the financial representative of the northeastern region of the East Coast of the United States, mainly the Great Lakes region.

These four shareholders can be regarded as covering the Midwest of the United States and the northeastern part of the East Coast of the United States.

There are also more than half of the Oilers' wealthy and powerful forces, all of which are included.

A discerning person can observe Abel's shareholder layout.

You will find that he is trying to wipe out all American interest groups.

Like Abel himself, plus the words of the Bush family.

They can already represent the interests of part of the southwestern and even central parts of the United States.

Currently, within this group, from a regional perspective, only interest representatives from the West Coast of the United States are lacking.

According to Abel's vision, he will only hold 60% of Smith Capital's shares in the future.

He will divide the remaining 40% into shares of up to 4% and divide them into a large number of equity interests to attract major interest groups in the United States.

In addition to these representatives of local wealthy power groups.

The rest will also be the military-industrial complex, labor groups, medical complex, and so on.

Abel is trying to create a monster.

A new consortium that includes most of America's vested interests.

In this consortium, the Smith family will occupy a major dominant position like Rockefeller and Morgan.

But he will not be as narrow-minded as these two families. What Abel wants is as much as possible and as big as possible!

Although this is just an internal reconciliation and balance of interests, if so many vested interest groups with different interests and often conflicts do not fight, the brains of the smartest people will explode.

But if it can succeed, then the person who leads such a consortium.

Even if you don't become King of America. He can also become the most versatile and able person in this country.

This is the ecological niche Abel has found for himself in this country.

It was the position in this order that he wanted to get after he found that there was no hope of changing the order.

It's very difficult, but he's already trying.

Abel himself feels that, at least so far, he has done a good job in this job.

Already one-third of the vested interest groups have been attracted by Smith Capital's crazy profits.

For the remaining two-thirds, sooner or later they will come over smelling the bloody smell of capital.

"call"

In the warm car, Abel exhaled softly.

He just feels that there will be a lot of work in the future and he will never be able to finish it no matter what.

But as long as you can complete some of these tasks, your status will also increase.

When he thought of this, he finally felt much better.

At this time, Upper Manhattan also arrived.

The motorcade stopped in front of the restaurant.

The deputy director of the IRS, Jess, even braved the cold night to wait for Abel outside the restaurant.

Obviously, this person's status in the Harrison family is probably not much higher.

If you were a member of the Harrison family, you wouldn't need to be so attentive.

Abel, who was expressionless in the car, waited for Edward to open the door for him.

The expression on his handsome face changed instantly, and a gentle and friendly smile hung on it.

"Oh~ dear Jace, it's so cold outside. Why are you down here?"

"Ha~ It's okay. It hasn't snowed yet. Dear Abel, is there a traffic jam? There are too many cars coming from the lower city at this time."

"Yes, yes, dear Jess. It's only ten minutes away, but we drove for half an hour. But there's nothing we can do, this is the bad thing about Manhattan. We can only forgive it."

"You're right, dear Abel. Let's go up. I didn't feel it just now, but now I feel a little cold. I guess it's because I've been down there for a long time."

"Haha~ let's go. My friend, what are you waiting for? Let's go up quickly."

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The two of them ate for about an hour.

The exchanges during this period deepened the personal relationship between the two.

At the same time, we also understand each other’s interests and needs.

What follows is a tacit understanding, hello, hello, hello, hello to everyone.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, Abel's motorcade returned from upper Manhattan.

It's eight o'clock, and Manhattan's rush hour has not yet passed.

On the contrary, this is the time when there are the most tourists.

Abel was stuck in traffic for another half an hour before returning to the top mansion.

When he came to the living room, he saw the rare Britney and Avril in the living room who were neither playing video games, drinking, nor singing karaoke.

The two sat together in silence. After Abel came in, two pairs of beautiful eyes looked at him at the same time.

It looked as if the two of them had been here all along, waiting for him to come back.

"What happened?" Abel was curious.

On the way back just now, he was already thinking about what method he would use tonight.

Put the two of them together.

Instead of crawling into two rooms in one night.

When Wu Cheng came back, the two of them looked a little abnormal.

Avril Lavigne turned to look at Britney.

The latter nodded firmly to her.

Avril seemed to have gathered her courage, and then looked at Abel:

"Boss, can you sit down? I think we should have a good chat."

"oh?"

Abel looked at Avril, then at Britney, and he laughed.

He wanted to see what show the two of them were going to do tonight.

Abel came to the two of them and squeezed directly into the sofa between them.

Ignoring their slight dodges, he hugged their shoulders one by one.

"I'm sitting down. Now, let's have a nice chat."

He smiled as he hugged the two of them towards him, and then fell down on the soft sofa.

The two girls were a little overwhelmed when they saw him like this.

In the past few days, Abel had already dealt with them separately.

But when the three of them got along, Abel still had some concerns.

Like now, hugging another person directly in front of one person.

This lack of concealment was a bit sudden.

"Then what do you want to talk to me about?"

Abel smiled and looked at Avril and then at Britney.

What a surprise, the little mouse also wants to negotiate with the old cat?

"Forehead"

Avril looked at Britney, who also looked a little overwhelmed.

The former's eyes signaled Britney to speak first.

Britney gritted her teeth. After all, she debuted as a child star, is more courageous, and is a little older than Avril Lavigne.

Xiao Tiantian mustered up her courage and said in a low voice:

"BOSS, we would like to ask, when are you going to let us out? We have been here for several days. It's very boring."

Avril's beautiful eyes widened.

That's not what the two said when they were discussing just now.

When they were talking just now, Britney told her boss to let the two of them leave directly.

He also said that when the time comes, he should be firmer and more fierce.

Only the boss will take it seriously.

But now.

At that time, Britney was still very firm, not as soft as she is now.

Seeing Britney being so disrespectful, Avril Lavigne's rebellious mentality increased and her courage buff increased.

In a short period of time, I was no longer so afraid of Abel.

Avril said: "BOSS. You have already implemented the unspoken rules. We didn't say anything. But we don't want to stay here. It's actually very boring here."

After finishing speaking, she added directly:

"I promise that I can continue to have a relationship with you in the future. As long as you continue to praise me, you can't restrict my personal freedom!"

Britney didn't expect Avril to be so brave and speak so directly.

It's almost like bargaining directly with the vendors at a flea market.

But she couldn't back down at this moment, otherwise she would abandon Avril.

Britney quickly said: "Me too!"

Looking at Avril, who raised her little face and took courage, Abel chuckled.

He felt that the two of them looked a bit like when he went out to sea on Ovitz's yacht.

At that time, my reputation was not very prominent, and I was just a rich man.

Liv Tyler and another actress were directly negotiating terms with themselves.

At that time, when facing these beautiful girls, he still needed to make direct offers and negotiate conditions.

Only then will they consider whether to submit.

And after he entered Hollywood and became a top media tycoon.

These girls in the entertainment industry have all become much better behaved and will not negotiate conditions as soon as they come up.

Instead, he took the initiative to come to his door and tried every means to please him. Many times, Abel would not even take the initiative to negotiate terms, but would be given by Abel elsewhere.

It would look more pleasing to the eye, at least it wouldn't be a straightforward transaction.

When he had already adapted to the "well-behaved" nature of beautiful girls like them.

Avril suddenly appeared and negotiated terms.

He also felt a little fresh.

It's like going back to when he was just an ordinary billionaire.

Abel smiled and said:

"Oh, I can agree to your request. But you said you want me to flatter you in order to maintain a relationship with me. To what extent should I go about "praising" you? And you, Britney, do you mean the same thing? ?”

Since he wants to talk about business, he is also happy to talk about business.

I'm tired of those who are obedient, pretentious, and have great acting skills.

It’s not bad to experience this kind of straightforwardness once in a while.

Britney and Avril were about to speak when Abel suddenly raised his hand.

"Since you want to negotiate with me about this aspect, you have to show me what I can get from you, right?"

"Let's go. Let's go into the room. I want to know what terms you will use to negotiate with me."

After saying that, he let them go and walked into the room on his own initiative.

Avril Lavigne and Britney looked at each other. .

Wait for Abel's figure to disappear in the corridor.

Avril immediately whispered: "Ah, am I being too direct? What if the boss is angry?"

It’s all this time before I’m afraid, it’s really you.

Britney said helplessly: "Go in and take a look. You won't die anyway."

Avril Lavigne thought so too.

The two of them stood up together and followed Abel in.

In the room, the three of them started this kind of business negotiation.

More than an hour later.

in the room.

"Not bad, not bad. Your conditions are good."

"Beauty, elegance and purity are indeed attractive to me."

"Britney, your pitch should be raised a bit. You have to remember that you are a singer and dancer, so your lung capacity and physical strength are not enough!"

"Shet BOSS, you are such a bastard!"

Britney, who had put on makeup and even half of her costume, let go of the curtains she was holding on to.

Her pretty face turned red, and she turned back with a face full of embarrassment, and glared at Abel, who had a smirk on his face. .

But they had already concluded their business deal with him just now.

At this time, Britney had no choice but to work hard to steady her breathing and began to sing her famous song according to Abel's request.

The English name of the song is Baby One More Time, which literally translates to "Baby One More Time".

The Chinese side translated it as a song called "The First Confession of Love".

"Oh, baby. Ah. Baby...!"

"How could I know?"

"There's... something... ah... something's wrong!"

"Hi, huh, hush, I shouldn't have let you go!"

"Oh, baby, baby."

Not far away, Avril Lavigne, who was also half-dressed and holding a guitar, was watching Britney singing.

From Avril's point of view, Britney's singing performance was very poor this time, and she would interrupt the song from time to time and occasionally scream.

It's so subpar.

But Avril didn't want to think about it. She was holding the guitar just now, but her performance wasn't very good.

After all, how can it be possible to sing well in this situation?

Unless you become more proficient in it later, it may be possible.

But now, they are not very skilled in this aspect. .

After all, the time they met Abel was still somewhat short.

Just like last night, the next chapter may be a bit late, so go to bed first.