America's Road To Wealth Chapter 259

  Chapter 259 Strawberry field full of strawberries

  Bernie Ecclestone didn't have to wait until night to meet Abel.

  Around four o'clock in the afternoon.

   It is also the executive lounge on the fourth floor.

  Bernie Ecclestone, who just went back to the room and lay down, had just closed his eyes not long ago.

   Opening some hazy eyes, he had to come here and look at Abel in front of him.

   "Mr. Ecclestone, I am Abe Smith."

   Did not go back to the room, went to another hotel room to take a shower, Abel who changed a set of clothes.

  He laughs and shakes Bernie Ecclestone's hand.

  Bernie Ecclestone also responded: "Hi, Mr. Smith. I'm Bernie Ecclestone."

  After the simple greetings.

  Abel said straight to the point: "Mr. Ecclestone. To be honest, I asked you to come here this time, not because I want to host the American Grand Prix of Formula 1."

  Hearing what Abel said, Bernie Ecclestone's hazy eyes suddenly brightened up.

  This coquettish little old man whose hair is not completely white yet, but has been dyed silvery white, couldn't help but say:

   "Mr. Smith, what do you mean? Since you have no intention of taking over, what do you mean by calling me from London?"

  Are you kidding me?

   Bernie Ecclestone thought unhappily.

   "Gedson Entertainment Company has been hosting F1 for almost three years. Except for the first year, all losses." Abel said.

   "This kind of loss-making business, no one will do it soon. The same is true for Jedson Entertainment."

   Bernie Ecclestone's face sank completely.

   Bernie Ecclestone knew this too.

   This is a headache for Bernie Ecclestone and the FIA ​​executives.

   This is a bit like FIFA is an example of the people who care most about the Chinese national football team besides the Chinese people.

  F1 holding company and FIA are more concerned about American F1 cars than Americans.

  Because of what, because the market is huge, because the huge market has not yet been developed, and because it is profitable.

   "Mr. Smith. If you don't want to host the F1 American Grand Prix. These things have nothing to do with you." Bernie Ecclestone said in an unhappy mood.

  “If you want to host the F1 American Grand Prix, then I believe you will have a complete publicity plan. Where F1 or FIA needs to be used, we will definitely cooperate.”

   Bernie Ecclestone said: "If it's something else, then I don't think you need to find me."

   "Mr. Ecclestone, the reason I'm looking for you is very simple."

  Abel smiled and looked at Bernie Ecclestone, who looked a little unhappy, and said directly:

   "I want to buy F1 holding company, I want to buy F1, Mr. Ecclestone, do you think it is necessary to inform you about this?"

"what?"

  Bernie Ecclestone thought he heard it wrong, "Mr. Smith, you said you want to buy F1?"

  Abel nodded with a smile.

   Bernie Ecclestone laughed too.

   "Mr. Smith, you tricked me from London. Just to tell me that you're going to buy my company?"

   "First of all, I didn't lie to you." Abel said:

  “I really want to host the F1 American Grand Prix. But there is a premise that F1 must be mine. Because only then will I invest enough resources to make the F1 American Grand Prix the most dazzling place for formula cars.”

   "Secondly. The F1 company is not yours, Mr. Ecclestone. You are at best a founder and manager. As far as I know, you only own about 13% of the shares."

  Seeing Abel's expressionless face, Bernie Ecclestone took a deep breath.

  This coquettish little British old man is also decisive.

  Bernie Ecclestone stood up directly and said to Abel:

"Sorry. We have nothing to talk about if this is the case. Mr. Smith, I will not come to the United States next time. If you still want to cooperate with F1, then please come to me in London and I will invite you Drink good coffee."

   After finishing speaking, Bernie Ecclestone turned and left.

  Abel didn't stop him either.

  After Bernie Ecclestone walked away, David Jones came up and said:

   "Boss, Miss Bush came to see you. But knowing that you were meeting a guest, she went back to rest."

   Abel nodded and asked David to go out and call Alan Baker in.

  The chief core of the advisory group walked in.

  Abel said directly:

  "Bernie Ecclestone directly refused, and it seems that he has no intention of selling at all. According to our previous plan, contact the shareholders of other F1 holding companies."

   Allen bent slightly: "No problem, I'll do it right away."

   "Then go. Remember not to delay the matter of Smith Newspapers. It should be said, try to put more energy on the acquisition of newspapers." Abel ordered.

   Compared with the insignificant F1, Abel is more concerned about the acquisition of newspapers.

  F1 and NBA are just entertainment projects for Abel, and they are just a layout for the commercial sports industry.

  Abel is still very firm and clear about his main foothold and his basic market.

  Abel did not leave the box, but used the No. 2 business mobile phone to make a call to David Mellon.

  Since this period of time, the situation of USD/NOK has become more and more weird.

  The exchange rate remains at the original price without much change.

  But the accumulated futures contract positions, as well as the funds in the plate, have reached a dangerous and terrifying situation.

   And they ultimately affect the exchange rate stability of the entire Norwegian krone.

   Let this country's sovereign currency, in the exchange with other currencies, also have a weird situation like the US dollar.

  In Norway, there has already been a financial crisis, and there is talk that it will start in the Kingdom of Norway.

  The strange to calm exchange rate price has affected the import and export of goods in the Kingdom of Norway. More oligarchs are already watching the fat and oily Nordic star of the Kingdom of Norway.

   One careless move, this country will be very dangerous.

   In this situation, no one on Wall Street can tell what is going on.

  The same goes for the people at Smith Capital, only Abel knows the ending.

  After knowing the general situation of USD/NOK, what Abel asked David to do was to continue to stand still.

   The time has not come.

   After hanging up the phone, Abel returned to the executive suite on the top floor.

  The next day, around ten o'clock in the morning.

  In the room of the sisters of the Li family, on the soft and huge sofa in the living room.

   Li Xinyu's favorite place to lie down these two days.

  “.Wooooooh.”

"I'm dying."

   A long whimper.

   In the living room, the sound of a woman breathing heavily for air sounded.

  Abel fondly stroked Li Fuzhen's smooth back.

   "Hey, is this going to work? We still have a full day today."

   he said with a smile.

  Compared to him, Li Fuzhen has a relatively petite body, lying limply on his body.

   "All day? No, I'm going to die."

  Li Fuzhen's voice is as gentle as ever, but it is more charming, and even her voice seems to be just fished out of the water.

   Soggy.

  Abel smiled without answering, but brought up another matter.

   "Your father, how many shares of Samsvng Group do you still hold?"

  The woman who had just had **** with him was slightly taken aback when she heard his question.

  Li Fuzhen raised her head and looked up at him from below: "Why are you asking this?"

  Samsvng Group, founded by Li Fuzhen's grandfather, is the largest enterprise group and the largest consortium in Han Country, and even has a strong influence in the world.

  Samsvng Group owns more than 80 enterprises including Samsvng Electronics, Samsvng Products, Samsvng Heavy Industry, Samsvng Electric, etc., involving electronics, semiconductors, shipbuilding, chemicals, construction, and even military industries, with strong strength.

  Some people say that Samsvng is the only thing Han people can't live without.

  The Li family, which controls this huge group, is of course the largest family in Han Country.

  But if you look at it from a higher level, you will find that the Li family of the Samsvng Group is a high-end wage earner.

  Because Li Fuzhen's father controlled the shares of Samsvng Group, since the Hanguo financial crisis in 1997, it has been only about 2%.

   "I'll know if you don't tell me." Abel smiled and said to Li Fuzhen, "Your father's shares are only 2%, but he has very high voting rights."

  Li Fuzhen was silent.

   This is the pain of the Samsvng Li family.

   In the last century, when she was just twenty years old.

  She was in high spirits, and it was also the time when the Li family of Samsvng was in high spirits.

   At that time, Samsvng had just got rid of the low-end supporting stage for neon people, and began to have its own upstream industry and advanced patented technology.

  Li Fuzhen's father is ambitious, clamoring within the family and the group to lead the Samsvng Group to become the world's top company.

  Under the circumstances that the Americans eccentrically suppress the Neon people and deliberately support the Han people.

   Li Jia and Samsvng did it. They have come to the forefront of the world in the electronics and semiconductor industries, made a lot of money, and made the group bigger and bigger.

   Then there are Americans who raise pigs, thinking that they can kill pigs and eat meat.

   Han country's financial crisis came unexpectedly.

   In that crisis.

  Han Guozheng's government is throwing pots and selling iron, trying to save the economy, and even encouraging women all over the country to sell gold and silver jewelry, and exchange money to buy stocks and national debt to support the national economy.

  The mantis arm of the Han people was not very useful in blocking the car. After all, the national strength lies there. After all, their rise was originally supported by the pig farmers and fed the pigs.

   There are only two countries that the Americans can't cut off from the beginning to the end.

  One was not cut, but the southeast branch had already hung itself. The other is very thin now, and the Americans are not in the mood to cut.

   It's just that when it's time to cut, you will find that you can't cut it.

  Other countries, especially Han and Neon, which are kept.

  That's not to cut off as you want.

  The wealth accumulated by the Han people for decades of hard work has been wiped out under the attack of the surging tide of the dollar launched by the Americans.

  The Li family, who originally firmly controlled the Samsvng Group, also completely lost control of the Samsvng Group during that crisis.

  Tangtang's founder and chairman only holds 2% of the group company's shares.

   This made Li Fuzhen's father almost fall ill.

   Fortunately, the Americans at this time have strong national strength.

  I just cut a large piece of meat from my own dog and pig, and immediately supplemented them with some nutrients and feed to let them recover and continue to grow meat.

  The Samsvng Group, which changed its boss, got a better chance than the Neon people.

  Those companies controlled by Han Guo chaebols can enter the North American market casually without any siege or interception.

  It can also get help from American capital in the global market.

   This is Neon's company, and there is no such treatment.

  The plutocrats in the country of Han are all relieved that they have not been completely defeated.

   But the result is that the money their company makes has nothing to do with them.

  Like the Li family of the Samsvng Group, the chaebols who control this country are nothing but white gloves that the Americans put on the country.

  Samsvng Group is still a Korean company, and the control is firmly in the hands of the Li family. But most of the profits flowed into the pockets of American capital predators.

   It is not wrong to say that Samsvng is working for the United States. In addition, the globalization of Samsvng is also inseparable from the "support" of American capital.

  This is why the person in charge of the group died later. In order to pay the inheritance tax, his son and sister Li Fuzhen had to sell a lot of shares for cash so that they could pay the inheritance tax.

  The reason is that the Li family really doesn't have much money, and all the money the Li family makes goes into the pockets of American capitalists.

  The Li family is just the top wage earners in the world.

   "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Li Fuzhen asked softly.

   "Are you interested in returning to Han to be the queen?" Abel hugged her, his hands just full.

   This made Abel feel a little incredible.

  His hands are big, big enough to easily grab a basketball with one hand.

  With such a big hand, Li Fuzhen can only grasp it just enough.

   This can prove her stalwart.

  Li Fuzhen is like this.

   Li Xinyu looked older than her sister, Abel couldn't imagine it.

   "Go back to Han Country to be queen?" Li Fuzhen was startled.

   Han Guo and their relatives in the north, of course, have long since lost their royal family.

   Without the royal family, of course there would be no queen.

  Li Fuzhen is a smart person, she naturally knows that Abel is just a reference.

   "What do you mean?" She was nervous and expectant.

   It is best to mean what you think, so that your efforts will not be in vain.

  Li Fuzhen thought to herself.

   "I'm already gradually acquiring some shares of the Samsvng Group." Abel said with a smile on his hands:

"My current holdings have surpassed your father's. Although it is only preferred shares, I don't have much say. But if it reaches a certain level, and I am still an American, I think your father will have to reuse your shares. .”

  Abel's words are quite subtle.

  But Li Fuzhen already understood, she knew what Abel meant, which was what she thought.

  After realizing this. Even with her forbearance and coldness, she couldn't help showing a joyful expression on her face at this moment.

   "What you said is true?" Li Fuzhen let him grab her, even if it hurts, she didn't say a word.

   "But my father doesn't allow him to allow me, a daughter of a spoiled family, him..."

  Li Fuzhen continued to speak, but was interrupted by Abel.

   "Let you go back. Go back as a representative of the board of directors, or even a director." Abel said: "This does not require your father's consent. Do you understand what I mean?"

   "Understood." Li Fuzhen smiled.

  She understood what Abel meant from the beginning, but she was not sure, worried that Abel was playing with herself—well, she had already been played.

   What she worries about is that Abel is playing with himself and teasing himself with words.

   Seeing Abel's positive attitude now, Li Fuzhen breathed a sigh of relief, and was sure that Abel really meant it.

"Honey." Li Fuzhen's tone was even more greasy than before, "I will definitely not disappoint your expectations. Even if I go back to Han Country, I will do whatever you want me to do. Everything about me is yours , everything, everything!"

   Seeing the beauty's coquettish appearance, Abel smiled.

  Samsvng Group's influence and control, he wants. Li Fuzhen, he wants too.

  If Li Fuzhen can indirectly control the Samsvng Group, that would be even better.

  Thinking of this, she looked at Li Fuzhen, who had become extremely charming because of her promise.

  He naturally enjoyed it again.

   Li Xinyu and Little Laura went to watch the game. Today is the whole day, so I have time.

   Today is destined to be another tiring day for Li Fuzhen.

  In the afternoon, Li Xinyu and little Laura came back from watching the game.

  Li Xinyu once again saw her sister lying down in the room to rest, weak.

   Fortunately, Li Fuzhen didn't close the door this time.

   Li Xinyu, who cares about her sister's health, can go to her room to see her.

   "Oni, what's the matter with you, are you feeling unwell?" After Li Xinyu came in, she looked at Li Fuzhen who was resting on Simmons with a tired face and asked.

   "And why was the outside cleaned again? Didn't it just be cleaned in the morning? It was like this yesterday."

  Compared to Li Xinyu's voice, it is full of vitality.

  Li Fuzhen's voice sounded weak and tired.

  She was in a good state of mind, and smiled slightly at her sister, "You know, O'Neill, I love cleanliness the most."

   "Then there is no need to clean it two or three times a day." Li Xinyu said strangely:

   "And yesterday, sister, you were like this. You looked exhausted. Are you really not sick? If you just sprained your ankle, you won't be so tired, right?"

  Li Fuzhen thought that if she just sprained her ankle, of course she wouldn't be so tired.

  I was so tired, the reason at the beginning was indeed "a sprained ankle", but it's not the case if I continue to be like this later.

   "It's okay." Li Fuzhen responded to her sister with a smile, "My body is clear on its own. My spirit is very good, but my body is a little tired. I'm going to do that."

   Actually no, if it came to that, the morning and noon would not be so intense.

   This is Li Fuzhen's new excuse to perfuse her sister.

   "Oh oh oh, it looks like this. Ernie, then you should take a good rest."

   Li Xinyu is also a woman, so she immediately understood what her sister meant.

  Her family seems to have a bad inheritance in this regard.

  The three sisters all suffer from dysmenorrhea, especially Li Xinyu.

  For this kind of disease, injections are usually required to make the stomach bigger and then give birth.

  The latter is generally fine.

   If it is still not good, then continue to give injections.

   Having a few more children can often improve greatly.

  Looking at her sister's innocent appearance, Li Fuzhen was relieved.

  Just as she was about to say something, she distracted her younger sister and let Li Xinyu go out.

   As a result, Li Xinyu let out another "huh".

"what?"

  Li Xinyu approached Li Fuzhen, and under her sister's puzzled eyes, she pointed to the red mark on Li Fuzhen's neck that was half covered by the collar.

   "Oni, what's wrong with your neck? Why is it red and hurt?"

  Li Fuzhen was taken aback, and quickly pulled up the quilt to cover her neck.

   "Ah, it's nothing." Li Fuzhen forced a smile and said:

   "It's just an allergy to cosmetics. I'm allergic to cosmetics made in the United States."

   "Oh." Li Xinyu didn't suspect him, mainly because she hadn't experienced it yet, and her family education was relatively strict, so she didn't know about growing strawberries.

  Li Xinyu also wanted to say a few more words with her sister.

  Li Fuzhen was afraid that she would stay here and reveal her secrets, so she thought of a few excuses, and finally sent her away.

  After Li Xinyu left, Li Fuzhen came down and locked the door.

  Then Li Fuzhen came to the bathroom weakly.

  She stood in front of the bathroom mirror and opened her blouse, revealing the strawberry field full of strawberries inside.

   "Good and bad guys are everywhere. If you are not careful, you will be exposed."

  Li Fuzhen is a bit distressed, but more of it is the excitement of being able to return to China to be a queen, and there is a little bit of sweetness in the excitement.

  (end of this chapter)

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