America's Road To Wealth Chapter 118

  Chapter 118 Contacts with the Texas Consortium

   "The elf of the woodland, the princess of Evening Star, Arwen (Arwen), surrender to the power of the demon king Sauron!"

   "No, I will never give in! Aragorn, save me, help me!"

   "Ha~ It's useless. Arwen, fall for the devil Sauron!"

   "No no. No, Aragorn, help, help. Ah, whoever it is, Father, King of the Woodland Elves, or Queen of the Woodland Elves, Mother, help me, help me."

  The above lines appeared in Houston, Texas.

   Not on the set of the Lord of the Rings movie in New Zealand.

  The place where it appeared was in a Four Seasons Hotel in Houston.

   I don't know how long it has been.

  When the actor who played Alwen woke up from a deep sleep, she only felt sore all over.

  She moved on the bed, closed her eyes and groped around, but she didn't find the man she was looking for.

   She raised her eyes only now, and what she saw was the ceiling of the dim hotel's top suite bedroom.

   Enduring the soreness all over her body, she sat up from the soft Simmons.

  He raised his eyes and looked around, only to see a messy scene in the bedroom.

   It's as if it was blown by a Florida hurricane during the day.

  Liv Tyler was even able to find on the ground the torn clothes of the elf princess and the elf princess's staff folded in half.

   ".Like a cow." She couldn't help muttering in a low voice, then looked at the clock on the wall and found that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

   This led her to find out why she was tired, because she actually only slept for three hours after the extreme exertion.

   "Ah, really, there is a need to be so excited. I thought you were really Sauron, and I was really Arwen!"

   Mentally complaining, but Liv is still very happy.

  She felt that she had found her "boss" hobby.

   In this way, it is equivalent to stabilizing your long-term meal ticket.

   This is for her who already knows that Abel is now the chairman of CAA and already has an AB Smith Entertainment under his umbrella.

   It is considered to be a relatively good thing to do in the near future.

  Compared to the somewhat innocent Anne Hathaway, Jessica Alba is scheming and ambitious but still immature.

  23 years old this year, Liv Tyler already knew what she wanted and what she could give.

   She is very clear about her position and what she wants.

   On the surface, Liv Tyler is the "Bai Fumei" in Hollywood, the second generation of stars.

  Her mother is a once-famous flesh and blood, and her two fathers are both passing stars in the rock circle.

  Her background and family conditions are beyond the reach of many Hollywood practitioners after decades of hard work.

  But her conditions are nothing in the eyes of a real giant crocodile.

  Yes, her two fathers are legendary superstars, and they love her very much.

  But...they are legendary superstars in the rock circle. Even in the United States, where entertainment is to death, the rock circle is actually still a small circle.

   Probably not even comparable to the black hip-hop scene.

  This characterization makes even the most powerful singer in the rock circle unable to compare with pop singers of the same level in terms of income.

   What's more, these two fathers, their hottest era has passed.

   Now, they still have some status in the rock circle.

   Outside the rock circle, it is really a lie to say that the status is also high.

  This makes Liv Tyler's "Bai Fumei" star second-generation status, the gold content is actually the same.

   Much better than ordinary people, but it's just a few more connections.

  She has no musical talent but wants to have a place in Hollywood.

  More, I still rely on my own efforts.

   This makes her willing to pay, and also has a lot of execution power.

   "I don't know where I went. I was so tormented that I was almost injured, but I couldn't find anyone."

  Mumbling in her heart, she didn't dare to really call Abel.

  She knows her place.

   Liv Tyler sat on the huge soft Simmons, and stayed for a while.

  Her slightly confused eyes swept over the broken elf princess costume on the ground.

   This suit is no longer usable.

   Fortunately, there are backups in the crew, and I don't have many scenes.

   But next time, I probably won't be able to use this suit.

  Men, all like to try new things.

  I was very excited the first time, but the excitement went down the second time.

  The third time, I may not be excited anymore.

  Maybe you need to use other clothes, what kind of clothes?

  Hmm. The elf queen seems to be good, and the elf princess will also be a queen in the future.

   Huh. In fact, wouldn't it be better to let the Elf King come directly?

  The elf princess and the elf queen will surely be able to "subdue" the demon king Sauron, right?

   Liv Tyler had this idea in her mind and began to ponder the possibilities.

  When Liv Tyler devoted herself to her "work".

  Abel received an invitation at three o'clock in the afternoon.

   Someone invited him to play golf together at a golf course outside Houston.

   After asking about the identity of the inviter, he happily went.

  The inviter was Herbert who had already met him at the Astros baseball field and in that restaurant last night.

  This golf course belongs to the Houston Golf Club.

   But its property rights are privately owned, and the area is not very large.

   In the golf course, it is a relatively small one.

   Today, this stadium is no longer open to the public.

  Abel's convoy came to the gate here.

  The bodyguard at the door made a phone call inside.

   Then he was allowed to pass and enter the stadium.

   But inside the stadium, the bodyguards around Abel only allow one person to go in with Abel.

   You cannot bring weapons yet.

   "This is the rule." A staff member in a black suit said with a smile:

   "Only one entourage is allowed, and the other gentlemen are also like this."

  Looking at the seriousness of the other party, after pondering, Abel nodded slightly:

   "That's it, Edward, come in with me."

   Then under the guidance of the staff, Abel led Edward into the court area officially.

   This stadium is really not big, after entering.

   Abel saw a large group of people gathered in the distance from a long distance away.

  The staff member in the black suit just now drove over with an electric golf cart.

   "Mr. Smith, please come up, I will take you there." The staff member said politely.

  Abel nodded, and got into the car with Edward.

   After a few minutes of driving, Abel came near those people.

   From a distance, he saw Herbert laughing loudly in the crowd.

  Those people naturally saw the golf cart driving over.

   And him on the cart.

   "Hey~ Look who's here, our great guy from Texas is here." Herbert held the golf club and pointed to Abel with a smile.

  The others all looked over with smiles on their faces.

   The golf cart stopped in front of these people.

  Abel and Edward jumped out of the car.

   With a smile on his face, he walked directly to Herbert, the only one present who knew him well.

   "Good afternoon, gentlemen, nice to meet you."

   "So do we." A white old man with gray hair who looked about the same age as Herbert said with a smile.

   "Haha~" Herbert said, "That's right. Abel, how about letting me introduce these gentlemen to you?"

   "Excuse me, sir." Abel smiled.

  Herbert smiled, and pointed to the old man who spoke just now, "This is Mr. Rodriguez McKison."

   "Hello, Mr. McKison." Abel smiled and stretched out his hand.

   Rodriguez McKison smiled and shook hands with him.

   Then, Herbert pointed to another old man who looked younger, but should be in his sixties.

   "This is Davis, Mr. Davis Brown."

   "Mr. Bai Lang, hello."

   "Hello, Mr. Smith. John told me that you are a very nice person." Davis Brown said with a smile.

  Abel knew that the John Davis Brown said should be John J. Brown.

   “John is also a very nice person. I will become a very good friend with him.” Abel responded.

  Davis Brown: "That's really great."

   Followed by the next one,

   "This is Martin, Mr. Martin Elkins."

"Hello."

   After a few minutes of introduction, Abel has confirmed his thoughts.

  The last names of these people "exactly" are exactly the same as the group of people who created and controlled the Texas consortium.

   Well, not exactly.

   It should be said that these people,

   These are the families behind the Texas consortium.

  Abel kept a calm attitude and tried to calm himself to contact these people.

   he told himself.

  In fact, these people are not very powerful, it is their ancestors who are powerful.

   are their ancestors who created the Texas Consortium.

   These people, at most, are only the second and third generations.

  Compared to being able to open and hang, I have the perspective of rebirth myself.

  In terms of ability, they are not enough to fight alone.

   Nothing to be nervous about, no need to be nervous.

   Even so, he was still somewhat nervous.

   After all, before this, the main body of his soul was just a young man from the Celestial Dynasty.

  When I had the most bank deposits in my life, it was only 5,000 yuan.

   Fortunately, he has the memory and ability to fuse with the original body, and he has become wealthy and free, and has been a capitalist for more than ten months.

  If there is no such precipitation, if you encounter these people suddenly, you may really have no way to keep calm.

  Thinking about it like this, I was still a little nervous.

   Gradually relaxed a lot.

  He no longer focuses on the identities of these people, but treats a group of people of the same status with an equal and gentle attitude.

   At most, it is because they are all older, and the youngest are in their fifties.

  In terms of attitude, it seems that he respects the old.

  In other aspects, Abel tried his best to be neither humble nor overbearing.

  To his surprise, it took almost two hours of contact.

  These people didn't discuss business matters, nor did they say anything about Abel.

   They just get together to play ball, play golf.

   Discuss some interesting stories or international news from time to time.

   After about two hours, the show was announced to be over.

  Many people left one after another, and in the end only Abel and Herbert, whom he was relatively familiar with, remained on the field.

   After everyone has left.

  Looking at Abel who hadn't left yet, Herbert smiled and said, "Isn't it a bit of a surprise?"

  Hearing what he said, Abel nodded, "It's a bit surprising."

  He was already mentally prepared just now, how to deal with the "offensive" of these people without being humble or overbearing.

  How can I better bargain with these people.

   It turned out that these people were fine, and they didn't mention any of the business.

  Herbert smiled and said: "Actually, when I first came into contact with these people, they were also like this."

   "But that was thirty years ago, and I was in contact with their parents."

  Herbert seems to be remembering the past, "The real contact is later. Now I just let you know that they don't reject you, they are willing to accept you."

   "But whether you can join in successfully or not. That depends on what happens later, on their attitude, and on your attitude."

  After Herbert finished speaking, Abel understood a little.

   After a few seconds of silence, Abel couldn't help but said:

   "Actually, I have more than one place to choose. My closest deputy, his surname is Mellon."

   "In addition, I also have cooperative relations with banks such as Citigroup and MG."

  He is telling the other party that he does not have to join the Texas consortium.

   Compared with the Texas consortium, the Mellon consortium, First Citigroup and MG consortium are stronger.

  In the consortium of the United States, Texas is at the bottom.

  Even if Abel insists, he thinks he can set up such a consortium.

   It's just that it is bound to be difficult, and it is very likely that they will be attacked by groups.

  The process will be much more difficult, and may even be unsuccessful.

  So if possible, on the premise of not being a dog.

  He is also willing to accept and integrate into one of them.

   This is equivalent to whether there is a full-level large belt of the Great Guild when entering the game in the late game.

  If not, the early stage will be very difficult, and people may be killed in the wild.

   I have a full-level large belt, and I am also a high-level game player.

   You can grow into a big boss in the game in a very short period of time.

   "Hahaha~" Herbert said with a smile:

   "Of course we all know this. So why do you think they contacted you so late? You must know that almost three months ago, you were called the wolf of Wall Street by Wall Street."

   "It's too troublesome and complicated." Abel shrugged.

  Herbert came over and patted him on the shoulder, "Actually, I envy you very much. Because when you were so young, I was still flying a plane in the sky to fight the neon people."

   "By the time I can talk to these people, my eldest son will already be older than you."

   "Young man, be patient."

   After Herbert finished speaking with a smile, he turned and walked out.

   After a while, Abel was the only one left on the golf course.

  It was approaching evening at this time, and the sun was slanting to the west, and the no longer violent sunlight stretched his shadow very long.

  He was alone in a daze for a few minutes, and Edward, who had been waiting by the side, walked over quietly.

   "BOSS." Edward said, "Old Mr. Smith is calling."

  When we were on the court just now, no one had a mobile phone with them.

  The mobile phones are all handed over to the attendants or bodyguards, and everyone is really playing seriously.

   "Hmm." Abel reached out and took the phone, "Grandfather?"

  In the phone microphone, Alex's voice sounded.

   "Still over there? Come back, boy. That's the way those people are, they're more wary of each other."

   "Okay. I just thought that they would threaten and lure me, offer me various conditions to lure me, or use various means to threaten me like they do in movies and TV shows."

  Abel said: "I was mentally prepared. I didn't expect nothing, just let me play a game with them."

   "Haha~ You said it was played in TV and movies." Alex said:

  "Movies and TV need logic, and those that are too outrageous will be scolded by the audience. Reality does not need logic or rationality, because reality is made up of people."

   "Okay. Grandpa, you can be quite philosophical sometimes."

   "What is sometimes? I have always spoken philosophically! When I was young, I read philosophy for a while."

   "Eh, didn't you study architectural design in college?"

   "Elective, do you understand elective?"

   "OK, OK. So be it, Mr. Philosopher Alex, I will go home later, and I will talk about it when I get home."

   "OK, but why later?"

"Secret."

  Abel hung up the phone, turned around and walked outside.

  Edward followed silently, and the two walked out of the court.

  Abel returned to the convoy, but did not return to the Oak River community immediately.

   "Go to the Four Seasons Hotel." He said softly.

   When the convoy returned to the Century Hotel in downtown Houston, it was already six o'clock in the evening.

  It is close to Texas in October, and the sky gets dark quickly.

   At six o'clock, the sun has basically set.

  Night falls and the lights come on.

  The beautiful neon lights render Houston, the fourth largest city in the United States, extremely beautiful, with a cyberpunk sense of sight.

  In the restaurant of the Four Seasons Hotel, Liv Tyler and Abel were having dinner together.

  She found her "boss", looking a little sullen.

  Minming was so happy when he arrived in the morning and when he was doing role-playing at noon.

  Happy like a child.

   At that time, she said angrily in her heart—【Men, they are all big pigs. 】

  At this moment, it looked like this again. Liv Tyler guessed that it should be about business or other things.

   After thinking for a while, Liv Tyler suddenly whispered:

   "BOSS, I just asked the hotel waiter to send some clothes to my room."

  Abel was taken aback for a moment, and then a knowing smile appeared on his face.

   "Oh," he said, "I own a lingerie company. I'm going to take a stake in a clothing company. Now that you put it that way, I think I really need to check the quality of other companies' clothing."

   Liv Tyler smiles.

  Looking at the smile on Abel's face, there was still that expectation.

  The complaint of the day resurfaced in her mind.

  Man, in this respect, is a big pig's trotter.

  (end of this chapter)

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