America's Road To Wealth Chapter 304

  Chapter 304 Manipulating European auto giants

  The rain outside the window was pattering down, hitting the window continuously and jumping.

  The thick black clouds squeezed the moon, covering up its afterglow, as if it was about to fall, oppressive as if the whole world was silent.

  In the dark bedroom, Abel, who was not deeply sleepy, opened his eyes.

  He looked at Penelope Cruz who was curled up in his arms, closed his long eyelashes, and fell asleep with a sweet smile.

   Looking up again, on the left side of Simmons in the hotel room, I found Sophie Marceau who was also sleeping soundly.

   Finally he glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

  The clock showed that it was already three o'clock in the middle of the night.

   That is, five hours have passed since the reception at Vivendi ended.

   "Papa~"

  He lightly hit Penelope Cruz's peach a few times.

  The Spanish National Treasure Goddess didn't know anything, and she didn't even wake up.

  She looked tired and slept very sweetly, even snoring lightly.

   Abel shook his head lightly with a smile, broke away from her arm holding his leg, and then got off the Simmons.

  He came to the phone on the bedside table and pressed 1 to dial out.

  After the call was connected, Abel said softly: "It's me, bring me a new set of clothes. Get the team ready, we're going to Orly Airport."

  Across the phone, Edward's supposed voice came.

   After hearing the confirmation, Abel walked into the next bathroom.

   More than ten minutes later.

   After taking a shower, Abel walked out of the bathroom.

   Before leaving the bedroom, he glanced back at Penelope Cruz and Sophie Marceau.

   Then he no longer missed it, and walked out of the bedroom.

  In the living room of a hotel suite outside the bedroom.

  Doni and another female bodyguard were holding their clothes and looking at the boss who came out naked.

   The two didn't react in any way, and they came over to help Abel get dressed.

   While accepting their service, Abel said to Donnie:

   "Keep someone. Tell them they can go to Hollywood now and MGM will at least give them a good chance. Or let them find me in Venice."

  Donnie nodded yes.

   After getting dressed, Abel left the high-end suite of Saint-Ouen Marcheps Hotel without looking back.

   Only one female bodyguard was left, guarding in the living room, guarding the two European goddesses to wake up the next day.

  Abel himself left the Chepsey Hotel in Saint-Ouen in the middle of the night.

  At the entrance of the hotel, I got into my motorcade and left the 18th arrondissement of Paris.

  The convoy did not return to the 16th arrondissement, but went to Orly Airport.

  Orly Airport is one of the three major airports in Paris, namely Charles de Gaulle International Airport, Orly Airport and Beauvais Airport.

  In the VIP departure lounge of Orly Airport, Abel met Jessica Albadan, whom he hadn't seen for many days.

  Jessica is wearing casual casual clothes.

  Her upper body is a beige T-shirt, and her white and plump arms are wrapped around her chest, blocking the sight of any outsiders.

  A part of her waist is exposed, and the fat white jade waist makes the long legs set off by the tight-fitting low-waist trousers feel intoxicating.

  As soon as she saw Abel appear, she jumped up happily and ran towards Abel.

   Halfway through the trot, she jumped up and jumped on him after a distance of more than one meter.

   This scene broke the hearts of all the men waiting in the VIP waiting room like her in the middle of the night.

   You must know that just now, at least half of these men were fantasizing about having a wonderful encounter with her.

   Others acted before Abel came.

   But before she got close, she was stopped by her bodyguard.

   also almost caused a conflict.

   After all, the people who can sit in this VIP late stage room have some status and achievements.

  Seeing this scene now, most people have completely given up.

   Even if there are some who don't give up, it's useless.

   Jessica was already hugging Abel's arm excitedly, and a group of people waited to go outside.

  “.Honey. I miss you so much.”

"Me too."

   "wuma~"

   Jessica Alba, who was held in Abel's arms, walked almost every few steps.

   Just about to say a few words to him, he jumped up and wanted to kiss him.

   Waiting to walk out of the airport and get into the Cadillac sedan.

  She couldn't wait even more, and climbed onto Abel's lap in the rear compartment.

  A pair of long legs encircled his waist.

  Edward in the front immediately raised the partition between the rear compartment and the front compartment in a sensible way.

  The place less than one meter away from the front and back has become two worlds completely isolated from sight and sound.

   At this time, from the outside, you can see this American license plate Cadillac.

   It walked a little staggeringly on the streets of Paris late at night.

   It looks like the vehicle's suspension system has a problem.

   Wait until around six o'clock, when the sky is almost light.

   A few days before the convoy came to Abel, they stayed at the Pullman Paris La Défense Resort.

  It's still the same room, but little Laura has already returned to the United States.

  Anne and Amo Alamuddin's mansion in the 16th arrondissement may still be asleep.

  The person who accompanied Abel to live in could only be Jessica Alba.

   It was almost Jessica who was carried out of the car by Abel.

  As soon as she entered the room, she ran to the bathroom.

  After entering, she washed herself immediately.

   After washing, he let out a sigh of relief, and then laughed at himself and said to himself:

   "It's over, why are you in the car"

  She walked to the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror, her blushing and soft face was almost dripping from her eyes.

Ok.

   I just want him.

   Seeing herself like this, Jessica admitted it openly.

  It's normal, Jessica thought. Who told him to be his first love?

   Wait for the lens to return to normal.

   It's already past nine o'clock in the morning.

  What happened to Annie and Aymo Alamuddin yesterday afternoon.

   Now it happened to Jessica Alba too.

  Before going out, Abel glanced at the sleeping half-breed beauty.

  He couldn't help touching his waist.

   In less than 24 hours, five top European and American goddesses were settled.

  If it were a normal person, even if they had such power and separation, they would be able to bring such a blessing.

   There is absolutely no such ability to enjoy.

   A good waist is the last word.

   Then he went to Orly Airport again.

  Take Jessica Alba's "Jessica" Gulfstream G400 and arrived in London, England before eleven o'clock.

  Around eleven o'clock.

  He appeared in the City of London, the top floor of the 15-storey Fury Building, the headquarters of Smith Capital (UK).

   Timmy Irwin, a barrister at Clifford Chance, has brought someone here to wait for him.

   Also present at the scene was Jade, CEO of Smith Capital (UK).

  As soon as the boss appears, wait for the boss to sit on the seat.

  Jed said: "Both BMW and Volkswagen have rejected Rolls-Royce's redemption request."

  Abel nodded to express his understanding, which is why he returned to London from Paris.

  Abel looked at Timmy Owen, "Mr. Lawyer. I think the prosecution can start."

   Timmy Owen smiled and said, "Of course."

   Then on the same day, the British Vickers Group and Rolls-Royce Motor Company.

  Then submitted a complaint to the House of Lords in London against the merger of Rolls-Royce Motor Company initiated by BMW and Volkswagen two years ago.

  In the complaint, Vickers Group and Rolls-Royce claimed that BMW and Volkswagen used illegal means in the merger case.

  Including but not limited to malicious bidding, off-site intimidation of Rolls-Royce Motor Corporation and other third-party acquirers.

   There is also the BMW Group. Malicious breach of contract caused Rolls-Royce Aero Engines to sanction Rolls-Royce Motors, suspected of unfair competition and so on.

  Follow this material.

  Rolls-Royce Motor Company and Vickers Group sued two German companies to the House of Lords in London for 19 counts.

   And asked the House of Lords to make a trial, asking the two German companies to restore the freedom of Rolls-Royce Motor Company.

   At the same time compensate Rolls-Royce and Vickers Group for the losses suffered in the merger case.

   Once the lawsuit was filed and disclosed, it caused an uproar all over Europe.

  A belated discovery of many ordinary British people.

  It turns out that the British Rolls-Royce was acquired by the Germans a few years ago.

  Ordinary Germans in Germany, after learning about the news, reacted relatively strongly to the news.

  Berliners feel that Londoners are treacherous and violating the spirit of commercial contracts.

  The contract was signed two years ago, and even the money was taken.

  Two years later, it suddenly came to overturn the case. This is too lacking in the spirit of the contract.

   Neither the complainant nor the accused has yet to deal with it head-on.

  Ordinary people in Germany and the UK have started to scold each other on the Internet and the media.

   Then it surprised the Germans and made the British applaud happily.

  It is the British House of Lords in London, which actually accepted the lawsuit request from Vickers Group and Rolls-Royce Motor Company.

  And the House of Lords stated that it will choose a date to judge the transaction.

   Requires BMW and Volkswagen to respond to the lawsuit just like Vickers Group and Rolls-Royce Motor Company.

  The reaction of the House of Lords caught both BMW and Volkswagen by surprise.

  The two auto giants who didn't pay much attention to it at first finally became serious after the House of Lords accepted the case.

   Once the two German auto giants are serious, it will be easy to find out who is behind the Vickers Group and Rolls-Royce Motor Company.

  August 16th.

  Abel returned to London, the day after the British House of Lords accepted the case.

  Around two o'clock in the afternoon.

  Kensington Palace Garden Villa No. 1, in the beautiful front courtyard.

  Someone is having afternoon tea here.

   One of the leaders is the owner of this villa, Mr. Abel Smith from the United States.

  He is here as a guest.

   If the Germans knew about it, the reaction would probably be very annoying.

  Because the old British man sitting opposite Abel and drinking authentic Assam black tea, his name is Charlie Faulkner.

  Charlie Faulkner is a British Lord

  In addition to this, he has another identity, he is a minister of the British House of Lords.

  This identity also means that Lord Charlie Faulkner is the speaker of the House of Lords in London, England.

   In many cases, the British House of Lords is generally responsible for the highest law of the United Kingdom.

  “. This should be the new tea of ​​this year. From picking to sending here, it definitely doesn't take more than a month!”

   After drinking a full cup of black tea and refilling it.

  Lord Charlie Faulkner smiled and said to Abel who was also holding a black tea cup.

   "Yes." Abel responded with a smile:

   "About a month ago. It was still enjoying the dew and sunshine at the southern foot of the Eastern Himalayas. Now it is in our teacup. Fate is sometimes so wonderful."

   "Haha~" In fact, I just saw Abel today, but at this time, he and Abel behaved like friends for many years. Lord Charlie Faulkner said with a smile:

"At the end of last year and the beginning of this year, there was a severe drought in the Eastern Himalayas. This caused the production of real Assam black tea to drop a lot this year. Only the super rich like you, Mr. Smith, can drink it at this time. Season's new tea."

  Assam black tea is produced in the Assam valley in the east and north of Sange's Assam Himalayas.

  The local sunshine is strong, so another tree needs to be planted to moderately shade the tea tree; due to the abundant rainfall, it promotes the vigorous development of the tropical Assam large-leaved tea tree.

  This kind of tea is thin and flat in shape, dark brown in color; the soup color is dark red and slightly brown, with a faint aroma of malt and rose, strong taste, and belongs to strong tea.

   is the favorite choice of afternoon tea for the British.

  In history, Assam is the second large-scale commercial tea production area after Huaxia.

   But to put it bluntly, it was when the British and China were still doing legal business.

  Sneakily got out of Huaxia's good tea, and tried it with the third brother.

  After many years of trial planting, I finally found that the Assam region can have a good yield.

  After years of development, a strong black tea industry has been formed locally.

  The so-called Assam black tea is actually Huaxia black tea, which has been transformed and adapted to the local offspring tea trees.

  Abel smiled:

"I bought a black tea garden in Assam. There are 1,800 acres of land, and 1,000 acres of tea are planted. The name of the tea garden is Manohari. Unfortunately, due to the drought and poor management, there has been a little loss this year. I only received It's such a pity to have hundreds of kilograms of black tea.”

  Charlie Faulkner also nodded and said, "Manohari Tea Garden? My God, is it the Manohari Tea Garden in the middle of Assam, only 60 miles from the Myanmar border?"

   "Yes. I heard that this tea garden was established when the British Empire was still ruling Ah San. It has a history of almost two hundred years."

   "You are right. Mr. Smith, it is almost two hundred years old." Lord Charlie Faulkner said with a sigh.

   "The first owner of this tea plantation, Mano Harry Faulkner. He was my great-grandfather's great-grandfather."

  Abel pretended to be surprised: "It turned out to be like this. No wonder Lord Faulkner, you can drink the taste of this tea immediately."

   "Yes." Lord Charlie Faulkner said with a sigh:

   "It's a pity that in the last century, my great-grandfather had to withdraw from Ah San for some reason. The property left by the ancestors was sold off at a low price at that time. Including this tea garden named after my ancestor."

   Abel sighed with him.

   "It's such a shame."

  Before Abel's sigh was over, his conversation suddenly changed.

  Abel seemed to think of something suddenly, he patted his thigh.

   "Hey, that's right. Lord Faulkner." Abel seemed to have thought of some good idea.

He said to the Minister of the House of Lords: "Since this tea garden was established by Lord Mano Harry Faulkner, then I think the Faulkner family must know it very well. Here I would like to ask His Excellency, can you help me?" ?”

  The minister of the House of Lords smiled: "Mr. Smith, a rich man like you, what else can I help you with?"

   "Manage the tea garden." Abel said righteously, "I think it's a descendant of its founder. If you, Lord Faulkner, help me manage it, it must be a very good idea."

   "I can't go to Ah San's place."

   "You don't have to go in person. It's okay to ask a Mr. Faulkner family, or a Mr. authorized by you."

   "Is that so? For the sake of the great Mano Harry Faulkner, I don't think it's easy for me to refuse this request?"

   "Yes. I don't think it's really easy to refuse, please, Lord Faulkner."

  Lord Charlie Faulkner looked a little embarrassed.

   But in the end he agreed to Abel's "request".

   Then the two drank afternoon tea for more than half an hour.

   After drinking a stomach full of tea and eating a lot of hearty Lords ministers, he left the villa satisfied.

  After he left, Abel smiled and said to David Jones:

   "No wonder these rotten guys lost so much power."

   "Sir." David Jones smiled: "Who can refuse a black tea plantation worth millions of pounds?"

   "That's true."

  Abel stood up and pointed to the tea sets that he and Charlie Faulkner had used.

   "Throw these away. I don't like these guys who are already showing a rotten smell. They are already in the 21st century, and they are still aristocratic. Hehe."

  David smiles yes.

  August 17th.

   Now in 2001, the House of Lords is also shouldering the responsibility of the Supreme Court of the United Kingdom.

   Issued legal subpoenas against Volkswagen and BMW.

  The minister of the House of Lords asked the two German companies to come to London within a time limit to hold a court session with Vickers Group and Rolls-Royce Motor Company.

  Normally speaking, this kind of litigation will generally leave enough time for both parties.

  Whether it is used to settle out of court, or to collect materials and evidence.

  This time is generally as short as one or two months, and as long as several months.

   But this time the House of Lords does not seem to want to give German companies too long.

   Lord Charlie Faulkner, Minister of the House of Lords, asked BMW and Volkswagen to prepare for the lawsuit before August 25.

   In a hurry, the two auto giants of Europe's largest economic power had to act hastily.

  Before that, Abel returned to Paris on the 20th.

   This made the two German auto giants rush to nothing in London.

   Still adapting to the new codeword method, the speed cannot be increased. I need to rest my hands, so the other two chapters will be very late or tomorrow morning, after twelve o'clock tonight, there is no need to wait, sorry.

  (end of this chapter)

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