America's Road to Wealth

August in New York is the best time for her weather.

It’s cold in New York in December, but hot in May and June.

The weather in New York starts to be cool in August, but the sun is very mild. It is the best month of the year here.

After staying with Anne for a few days, Abel got on his private plane and flew to Charles de Gaulle Airport when the weather was the best in New York.

After an absence of two years, he went to Europe again.

Europe is the place that the United States attaches most importance to after World War II, and Americans have penetrated it everywhere.

From the beginning of the Marshall Plan to the death of Charles de Gaulle, the last man in France.

This place is destined to become the RBQ on the other side of the Atlantic. Even if some local outstanding figures desperately resist and make many efforts, it will not have much effect.

At most, it can only delay the American invasion.

As one of the representatives of the Americans, Abel was of course also the vanguard or even the main force in the invasion of Europe.

The motorcade took him from Charles de Gaulle Airport to the Champs Elysées.

On the roadside adjacent to the Champs Elysées, Abel stepped out of the car and looked around, his eyes filled with glitz.

This is an elegant place that has been carved by masters for thousands of years, and every detail has quality.

The place where he parked his car was located among a dazzling array of famous stores near the Arc de Triomphe and Champagne Street. Big brands such as Dior and LV were within easy reach.

It is definitely the location where you can best appreciate the beauty of the city, the elegant environment where you can best experience the French luxury, and the most warm and delicate attentive service.

Paris was not that dark at this time, and it did look very stylish.

No wonder even many Americans are obsessed with Paris.

But all this can no longer be maintained.

He thought, this is what I came here for!

After not staying long in Xiang Street, Abel got in the car again and the motorcade drove towards his destination - Godelma's mansion.

When Abel walked into Godelma's marble foyer, Rock Security's housekeeper in Paris was already standing at the door with two waitresses wearing classic European maid outfits and white lace headbands.

"Welcome back here Mr. Smith. I am Chloe, Godelma's chief butler..."

"Hello, Chloe. I like your smile. It's very warm. Please keep it up."

Abel had already seen Chloe's information. She was a French woman. After being recruited by Rock Security, he also received relevant training.

Her family has also immigrated to the United States and now lives in Texas.

Speaking of Europeans in the United States, French seems to be the least represented.

The number of Germans is ridiculous, and Italians have almost become synonymous with American gangsters. There are also a large number of descendants of two teeth, not to mention those who came from the British Isles.

There is an interesting reality, that is, French people rarely speak English or choose to speak English. Even asking for directions in English on the street is not as effective as using their native language.

Even if some French people understand English, they will not take any notice of them - most of them are French people of the older generation, and they have some confidence left by De Gaulle.

In fact, if you think about it, France has led Europe for many years since the fall of Rome. Later in the Age of Discovery, the British began to rise, and the French were not far behind.

Knowing French has always been the most popular thing among the upper classes of European aristocrats.

Even for a long time, the court language of Tsarist Russia was French...

Their ancestors were so bad, so the French are naturally proud of it. In the era before the rise of the Eastern countries, France was the second country after the United States to have a complete industrial system.

Therefore, it is also the place that Americans most want to invade.

When Abel stepped into his master bedroom, he looked at the luxurious classical style decoration, filled with wonderful artistic atmosphere, oil paintings and sculpture decorations, wooden furniture adding more warmth to the spacious space, exquisite and elegant furnishings, faithfully presented A strong French style.

He walked to the two closed doors on the side, and beside him was the housekeeper Cloella who had been following him. "Mr. Smith, lunch time is almost here, what do you want to eat for lunch?"

Abel looked around at the park-like garden of Godelma's mansion, and nodded with satisfaction, "Thank you, I think I should have a good taste of traditional French cuisine for lunch. After all, we are in Paris now, not ?"

"Of course. Your will is our program of action."

Chloe smiled:

"I will arrange for you chef Elio Gallagher, who is known as the "God of Food" in Paris. He combines traditional French dishes with light cooking techniques to create a series of classic modern cuisine, especially his French Molecular cuisine is even more magical and delicious.”

"You can see it?"

The housekeeper's smile was still gentle and submissive, but her vague French pride could still be revealed in her words.

The corners of Abel's lips curled up, and he nodded and said, "You really should experience it."

Last year, the first large-scale international molecular gastronomy conference was held in Madrid, Spain, and finally there was a standard for what molecular gastronomy is.

The modern concept of molecular gastronomy was founded in 1988 when Nicholas Kurti and Herve This began their collaboration and proposed molecular and physical gastronomy. After Kurti's death in 1998, it was changed to molecular gastronomy.

The French have always shamelessly believed that it was the first molecular cuisine invented by them, and they believe that the isinglass extraction method in 1682 is the evidence.

But after Abel tasted molecular cuisine in New York, he felt it was indeed magical.

Later, he specifically checked and found that before 1700 BC, China had already begun to use agar-agar as an ingredient. That was the earliest molecular cuisine.

It was proposed more than 3,400 years earlier than the French.

But when he tasted the delicacies at lunch, Abel was conquered by the bubbly delicacies.

It bursts in the mouth, with a faint fresh aroma, as if something has been eaten but there is no trace.

Absolutely delicious indeed.

Of course, molecular gastronomy is not without its shortcomings.

The biggest shortcoming is that the taste is average, because molecular cuisine itself is composed of various pastes and other forms, and there is no taste at all.

To be honest, the polenta that many people like to eat is actually molecular cuisine.

After the meal, Abel took a bottle of his favorite ice wine and lay down in the infinity bathtub with massage function and light therapy system. While drinking the rum, he let his body relax.

Although blessed with a halo of talent, he has always attached great importance to his physical care.

If you don't maintain this condition, you are abusing yourself.

After soaking for half an hour, I wiped off the water stains on my body. The silk products on the oversized Simmons were extremely smooth. Although it was a little cold at first, it was Abel’s favorite bedding fabric. The comfort was familiar Sensation is his favourite.

After lying down for a while, Abel got up, put on a set of comfortable cotton casual clothes and walked out of the bedroom. An assistant appeared in front of him.

Amanda is no longer able to travel, so he did not take them with him when he came to Europe this time.

"BOSS, Mr. Francois Holland is already waiting for you."

"Well, let him come over, make me a caramel macchiato, and then ask someone to bring me some dessert, fruit, this is the bad thing about French food, it's too easy to get hungry after eating."

Abel muttered the last sentence in an imperceptible voice. He understood better than anyone else that apart from the exquisite ingredients and good taste, French cuisine is really nothing to eat.

In the afternoon, in the beautiful French courtyard of Godelmar's mansion, he received François Hollande, the former mayor of Thule, France, and the current first secretary of the French Socialist Party.

It was a bit unexpected, but Abel met Ma Yinglong, whom he had met once, beside Francois Holland.

Because Abel couldn't help but look at Ma Yinglong a few more times, François Holland noticed it and said with a smile:

"Mr. Smith, this is Emmanuel Ma Yinglong. He is an excellent young man, because he has excellent ability, so I asked him to help me. He is now my first secretary."

"Yes. Mr. Ma Yinglong is indeed outstanding." Abel said with a smile, and then he greeted the short secretary Francois Hollande:

"Emmanuel, long time no see. The last time I saw you at a banquet was two years ago. I didn't expect you to be Mr. Hollander's secretary now. I believe you will have a good future, I am very happy Good on you."

Being praised by such an American giant, the still very young Emmanuel obviously couldn't calm down.

Suppressing his excited expression, Emmanuel Ma Yinglong bowed his head and said: "Thank you very much for your interest, I will always work hard. At the same time, I also thank Mr. François Olande, who gave me this opportunity! "

Abel nodded secretly, feeling that this was a young man who could carry things clearly.

No wonder he can rise to the top in the future, and even perform reasonably well after he rises to the top.

From the expression of Francois Hollande next to him, Abel could also see that the first secretary of the French Socialist Party was very satisfied with the young Ma Yinglong.

After the pleasantries, François Hollande got straight to the point.

"Mr. Smith, you know. I have resigned as mayor of Thule City. Next..."

The Frenchman looked at Abel, then looked around, and looked at Abel with a smile on his face.

Then he continued: "You should understand."

Of course Abel knew that this was the reason why he chose Paris as his destination when he came to Europe this time.

"Of course." Abel smiled and said, "Of course I understand, my dear friend. Some things need not be said. To our friends, we are always generous and generous."

When Francois Holland heard what he said, a happy smile appeared on his face.