America's Road to Wealth

Heather Matarazzo and her assistant were eating and watching a show outside the CAA acting classroom.

On Abel's side, he returned to Texas again.

The private jet provided by American Express landed again at Dallas-Fort Worth Airport.

Or a Gulfstream G400.

Only this time, there was no stewardess as beautiful as Katherine Jones on the plane.

Of course, some of the flight attendants are pretty good-looking.

Just not to the extent of Catherine.

The last time he came back, he was greeted at the airport by someone arranged by American Express.

This time he came back, and the person waiting for him here was Little John, a senior employee of Smith Farm.

Little John is the head cowboy at Smith Farm and is also the resident veterinarian.

John Jr.'s grandfather John Sr., his father John, and himself.

Three generations had helped on the Smith farm, and John Jr. was even the godson of Alexander Smith.

This person can be said to be Abel's true self, but he has no culture.

Little John didn't even finish high school, so he ran home.

He was introduced to the Smith Farm by his father, John, who worked on the Smith Farm.

In the end, the son inherited his father's business and became the chief cowboy and resident veterinarian on Smith's farm.

Little John's family can be regarded as close confidants of the Smith family.

This time it was him and two others, driving two F350s and an F150.

I made a special trip here to wait for Abel.

In the waiting room, Abel met John Jr., who was almost forty years old, and his eldest son John IV, who was seventeen or eighteen years old.

That's right, the first sons of four generations of this family are all named John.

This way of naming.

It is almost impossible in China. Although it exists in Europe, it is relatively rare.

It is very common in the United States.

The most famous ones are none other than the current candidate of the Xiang Party and his father.

The only difference between their father and son's names is their middle name. Everything else is exactly the same.

Strictly speaking,

The current candidate for the leadership should actually be named Bush II, and his father is Bush I.

"Hey, Abel~here."

Little John saw Abel and others coming out of the VIP exit.

This tall and majestic red-necked man waved and shouted loudly.

People around him cast dissatisfied glances, and many people looked over.

They saw a guy who was over two meters tall and weighed an estimated 250 pounds. Even his neck was red.

Next to him, there was a slightly smaller young redneck.

It looks similar to a big red neck.

Those dissatisfied eyes immediately converged.

Guns are not allowed in Texas airports, and not many rednecks of this size can do it without a gun.

"Hey ~ Little John, there are still four generations."

Two bodyguards walked in front, followed by two bodyguards, and in the middle was Abel from David Jones, who walked over with a smile.

He came to Little John, and Alexander's godson gave him a warm hug.

Abel turned around and hugged the bear-like man gently.

After letting go of Little John, he hugged John IV, his former follower on the farm.

"Fourth Generation, you have grown taller again. You were as tall as me before, but now you are taller than me!"

"FXXK, I remember you are only seventeen years old."

John IV looks similar to his father, and is even slightly smaller in stature.

Both father and son look a bit naive.

"I am 16 years old, and I will not turn 17 in seven months." John IV said with a naive smile.

"FXXK!!" Abel couldn't help but cursed.

After scolding him, he suddenly discovered——

When I returned to Texas, I seemed to be using foul language more often.

"Let's go. Let's go back. David, Edward, and Little John, we're in the same car."

Abel waved his hand, and everyone filed out and left the airport waiting room.

At the airport, everyone got into two F350s and an F150 respectively.

The convoy left the airport and drove onto the road.

Abel then asked Little John who was driving in front.

"Little John, is my father on the farm now, or in Fort Worth?"

Little John drove without looking back and said:

“In Fort Worth.

He has been staying in Fort Worth since the last time you came back, only returning to the farm occasionally.

Now on the farm, Emily has the final say. "

Abel nodded, thinking that his father seemed to be serious this time.

This relieved him.

If only this road in Alexandria could be taken.

He can be more relaxed in New York.

Not to mention becoming the Maga King, Alexander can even become a member of Parliament.

Since then, the Smith family has been completely transformed in this country.

At that time, I could barely be considered a part of this country’s Deep State.

But he also knew that it was difficult.

It may take ten years, or even more than ten years and decades of hard work.

The family that is as powerful as the current candidate for leadership of the Elephant Party can be said to be the fastest.

It also took twenty years to reach this level.

The Smith family was still a long way away from them.

He asked again, "How was Alexander doing in Fort Worth?"

After asking, I felt a little regretful.

Little John doesn't even know how to use the multiplication table, so it's useless to ask about this kind of thing.

Unexpectedly, Little John replied: “Very good.

The last time I went to Drenko's to get some medicine.

I met many people and they all told me that Alexander will be the county magistrate this year. "

Derank is a drug dealer that Smith Farm cooperates with, mainly selling veterinary drugs and agricultural drugs.

Little John is the resident veterinarian, and he usually solves the problems for livestock on the farm.

If he can't fix it, he'll have to pay a real vet to come in.

Hearing Little John's simple words, Abel was also happy in his heart.

Alexander seems to be doing really well.

I just don’t know how my father did it.

Last time I called, I only heard Alexander say that he had found Dwayne and accepted Dwayne's team.

DeWine is a member of the Tarrant County County Council and has twice challenged the throne of county commissioner.

But all failed.

There are rumors that Dwayne will continue to attack this time.

But now it seems that Dwayne should have been convinced by Alexander.

DeWine, in turn, helped his father run in Tarrant County's election this year.

What deal they had, Abel didn't know.

But he knew that Alexander was spotless in this regard.

With the help of Dwayne and his team, at least the early stage will be smoother.

Although Dwayne failed twice.

But failure is the mother of success.

In terms of experience, Dwayne is also stronger than Tarrant in this aspect.

Thinking like this, Abel spoke again: "Little John, do you know about Sunnis Mountain?"

"I know.

Just 30 miles southeast of Smith Farm. When you were little, I took you and the Fourth to play there. "

Little John said while concentrating on driving: "I remember it was a Florida guy's territory over there.

He hired Steve and them to guard it.

Such a large piece of land, Florida people do not farm or raise cattle. Such a waste. "

When Little John said this, Abel also remembered the memory of his original body.

When he was about ten years old, little John took himself and his son to play on a deserted farm nearby.

At that time, he said that the owner of the farm was away and hired a dozen local people to guard it.

Among those locals, there were acquaintances of Little John.

A large herd of elk happened to pass by, and it was elk season.

They invited Little John to go hunting.

Abel and John IV, who were still children, followed.

But if Little John hadn't said anything, Abel wouldn't have known that that area was the Sunnis Mountains.

Abel nodded in the back compartment and said, "Is the Florida guy's name Cade?"

“Well, I don’t know about that.

All I know is that it was a Florida guy who bought it and it has been lying there for more than ten years. "Little John said.

"Understood."

Abel said.