America's Road To Wealth Chapter 375

  Chapter 375 Manhattan Project

"…goodbye."

  After noon.

   Looking at the Hearst sisters who were walking towards the Smith Tower and continuing to work in the afternoon, Abel smiled.

   After the backs of the two disappeared, he looked at David Jones next to him blankly.

   "Let Allen and the others check what's going on with the Hearst Group recently."

   "Understood." David nodded.

  During the lunch with the Hearst sisters just now, everything was normal.

  Abel knew that John Hearst was able to get the two of them to work at his side, and it was impossible for no reason.

  After going through so much, Abel has understood.

  These old bastards, the conspiracies and tricks they may play are not as powerful as in novels or TV dramas.

  Such a smart battle, so many reversals and reversals.

  Some are even very rough, such as suicide with eight shots in the back.

   Many of these are fictional.

   But in reality, these guys, basically whatever they do, must have some purpose behind it.

  Abel wants to know now what Hearst wants to do.

   Knowing that he can deal with it, and then consider whether to eat this pair of sisters.

   But that's all.

  In the cold wind, some pungent smells in the air interrupted Abel's thoughts.

  Abel looked in the direction of the pungent air, and found that it was the place where two tall buildings stood in the distance.

  The Twin Towers, once the two tallest buildings in the United States.

   It's in ruins now, and since that incident.

  With the ruins as the center point, serious air pollution has formed nearby, and it is still affecting the entire lower Manhattan.

  It is okay to say in the indoor and car compartments that have a complete fresh air system that can filter harmful air.

  Outdoors, if you are too close and the wind is still blowing this way.

   Even after three months, the smell and pollution still haven't gone away.

   At least half of the residents who left Lower Manhattan were due to this factor.

   After all, there are more rich people living here, and rich people are often the most afraid of death.

  Those who could leave under conditions, of course they all left. Those who stayed did not leave, but the conditions were poor, there was no way to leave, or they were working nearby.

   "Let's go." Seeing Edward and the others surrounding him, Abel said directly, "Let's go to the city hall."

  Escorted by Edward and others, Abel sat in the Cadillac monster in the cold wind.

  In the warm compartment, with advanced air filtration protection, the pungent odor is gone.

  The team drove on the street for about twenty minutes, mainly due to traffic jams.

  The convoy came to the destination, New York City Hall.

  This is the largest city in the United States and the seat of the mayor of New York City.

  New York City Government consists of three parts: City Hall, City Council and Courts.

  It is located in Lower Manhattan, in the center of City Hall Park in the Civic Center District, surrounded by Broadway, ParkRow and Chambers Street.

  This historic city hall itself still serves as the office of the current government of New York City.

   It is the oldest still-working town hall in the United States.

   Built from 1803 to 1812, it was included in the National Register of Historic Places in 1966 and became a National Historic Building of the United States.

  Its rotunda, like the Empire State Building and the Statue of Liberty, is a landmark of New York City.

  Abel's convoy was stopped at the gate of the city hall.

   But someone has been waiting here for a long time.

   After the team was verified, they were immediately released and entered the internal parking lot.

  In the cold wind, Abel even saw the next mayor who had not yet taken office. Michael Bloomberg greeted himself by the side of the parking lot.

  As Abel got off the car, his hair was actually all white a long time ago, but he, who had been dyed all black all the time, smiled and stretched out his hand to Abel from afar.

   The two walked towards each other quickly, and quickly hugged each other gently.

   "I heard that you made a fortune in Hanguo. I'm really happy to be a shareholder of Smith Capital."

   After letting go, Bloomberg said with a smile.

  Abel shrugged: "Me too."

   "Haha~" Bloomberg continued to smile, leading Abel to the New York City Hall.

   Logically speaking, Bloomberg will not be officially sworn in as the new mayor of New York City until January 1 next year.

  Before this, this place should still be Rudy Giuliani's site.

  But in reality, of course it won't be like this.

  After the new mayor confirms victory and can take office.

  In the last month, the new mayor will gradually take over the affairs of the city hall.

   After all, it can't be until January 1st, when hundreds of people come in all at once, that's not good for the work.

  So in general, it starts in December. The original mayor will gradually start to ignore things.

  The new mayor and his people will slowly take over and get familiar with the affairs in advance.

   In this way, when you take office soon, you can start working immediately.

   This is a pretty good little tradition here in New York.

   What's more, Rudy Giuliani and Bloomberg, both of whom belong to the Elephant Party, are the same faction themselves.

   Among the people left by Rudy Giuliani, many are the backbone of the New York Elephant Party.

   If Bloomberg takes office, these people will not be fired, and they will continue to hold their original positions.

  This kind of consistent policy is actually the best for the city or the country in many cases.

   But at the same time, it is often not good for certain vested interests, such as capitalists.

  Because a long-term management organization with relatively centralized power has always been a relatively dangerous existence for monopoly capitalists.

   I won't talk about foreign countries in the United States.

  It is good to say that the United States is domestic.

  Master Luo back then was like this...

  So Master Luo had to die of cerebral hemorrhage in the White House on the eve of the victory of World War II.

  In the city hall, being brought here by the new mayor for the first time, Abel also took a look at the heart of the most prosperous city in the United States.

   After living in this building, Bloomberg can begin to manage New York with a total area of ​​1,214 square kilometers, 5 districts, and a total population of about 7 million.

  While looking around, Abel thought to himself, he didn't know what it would be like.

  He was a little curious, but he thought about it again. This is America, the paradise of capital.

  In other places, if you are a businessman, you may always be a businessman.

  In the United States, as long as the time and conditions are right, businessmen can also dominate this kind of place, and even live in a white house.

  So... When you get old in the future, if you are interested, you can also consider playing this real-life "Skyline" game.

   Maybe even play a game of Civilization.

  For people like me, this is the superiority of capitalism.

  Thinking like this, Abel has been greeted by Bloomberg and arrived at the city hall, which belongs to Bloomberg's office.

   A nominal office that still belongs to Rudy Giuliani, but there are not many traces of the former mayor's personal traces of the classical style office.

   It is estimated that things have been moved or rearranged by Bloomberg.

  Like the facade of this building, the office of the mayor of New York gives people the impression that it also has a typical Victorian colonial style in the 17th and 18th centuries.

   I don't know if anyone has watched the first part of the American drama "Billions".

  The office where Chuck, one of the male protagonists, talked and discussed with his father is also in this style.

   It's just that Bloomberg's room has a larger area, better lighting and wider space, and the light is brighter.

   "...Tsk tsk tsk, what a beautiful office. No wonder a New Yorker, or even an American, wants to work here."

   After entering, looking around, Abel smiled and expressed this emotion.

  Bloomberg responded with a smile: "I want to compare with here. More Americans, still think of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, working in that oval office?"

   Hearing what he said, Abel laughed, "That's true."

  The two quickly took their seats.

  Even without formal oath, Bloomberg has unceremoniously sat in the seat of Rudy Giuliani for 8 years.

   Across a beautiful, large, antique-looking, thick and large desk, Abel and Bloomberg glanced at each other.

   Then the two foxes, one old and one young, couldn't help laughing together without saying a word.

   Laughter, Bloomberg said: "Haha~ What would you like to drink? Coffee or tea?"

"Cafe."

   "Oh, I understand. To be honest, I drank it a few times, and I like it now. The fragrant grass smell will make me feel like I'm in the virgin forest of Africa."

   "Eh...I didn't drink it. I like drinking it, just because it's not that bitter."

  Bloomberg: “…”

  After exchanging pleasantries, Abel took his eyes off the layout of the New York City Mayor's office.

   "Planning is almost ready," he whispered to Bloomberg.

   "Of course." Bloomberg's eyes are firm, "It has actually started. Look at the document in front of you."

  Hearing what Bloomberg said, Abel saw a thick folder in front of him.

  He originally thought it was government affairs here, but he didn't expect it to be for himself.

  Abel took it and opened it. On the first page of the document, it read "Hudson Bay Land Reconstruction Plan" in capital letters.

   This document looks a bit dated, its paper is a little yellowed.

   Abel is in the lower right corner of it and sees the time: October 25, 1989.

   This could be the document, the time it was printed.

  Abel opened the second chapter and saw a simple overhead view of Manhattan on the left.

  It is marked with big English letters "Manhattan Hudson Bay 11&693#147 plate map".

   On the right is the directory. Abel took a rough look and found that there were "land area calculation", "land owner sovereignty list", "broker assessment considerations", "surrounding environment..." and so on.

  He didn't read any further, but directly closed the file.

   "Is this the original version of the Hudson Bay renovation plan?"

  Bloomberg responded to his question with a slight nod.

   "Yes. This is the New York City government. The design company I hired and my own design staff took several years to complete the final version."

   "Of course. That was more than ten years ago, maybe even twenty years ago."

   Speaking of this, Bloomberg smiled, "It has been lost in the old paper pile in the archives for more than 10 years. If it weren't for you, I don't know when it will be seen again."

  Abel thought he didn't need me, in a few years, after the subprime mortgage crisis passed.

  New York In order to find a new economic growth point, a new engine for GDP development.

   Didn't it still get it out, and passed it at an unprecedented speed, and then began to attract investment from all over the world, fooling others to come and invest in construction.

   Of course, this is a matter of parallel time and space.

  Now with Abel, the situation is naturally different.

  He wants to make himself a bigger local snake in New York, and he adds some ideas of building wonders and leaving his name in history.

   has always been very active in promoting this large-scale construction plan.

  Sometimes, his positivity even made these old men a little speechless.

   "Then what are you waiting for? Let's start according to our previous plan." Abel said directly.

  Bloomberg nodded, "I will be responsible for the work on my side. After January 1, it will be carried out immediately. But what about Robert?"

   In this matter, there is no way to avoid Morgenthau, the leader of the Manhattan judiciary.

   Fortunately, everyone has already discussed it.

   Many of the thorny little issues, as long as they are judicial, will be handed over to Robert Morgenthau.

  In summary, it is Bloomberg's administrative and official push.

   Abel is responsible for pushing money and public opinion, as well as building.

  Robert Morgenthau is responsible for solving judicial problems.

  Some less legal but very "reasonable" means may be used in the middle.

  Abel's case, or Bloomberg and Robert's case.

   A lot of people might lose out, but who cares?

  The Big Three in Manhattan don't care anyway. There are many vested interests involved in it, and they don't care.

  Come to find the most important thing for Bloomberg, after it is done.

  Abel talked about another matter, "The Christmas Eve show in Times Square, do you want to watch it together?"

   What he was talking about this time was Elizabeth's back garden, which will continue to hold the Christmas Eve show in Times Square this year.

  Last year, Rudy Giuliani and the old speaker of the New York City Council both went.

  These two old guys were actually thrown over by Abel with money.

   There is a high probability that these two old guys will not go this year.

  Because Abe hasn't thrown money at them this year.

  Who told people to leave the tea? These two are not in office now, and they have already hidden behind the scenes?

  But Abel feels that a big show cannot lack big roles. If there is no big coffee, what kind of big show is it?

  If Buffett hadn't been fooled once, he would have fooled Warren again.

  Now I have to let Bloomberg show his face with himself, and continue to show off Isa show's force in the international arena.

   Faced with this small request from a partner, Bloomberg certainly would not refuse.

  He said with a smile: "The problem is that on December 24th, I'm not the official mayor yet. It's not very useful for me to be there."

   "That's true..." Abel thought for a while, and said softly, "I remember Mr. Cheney, he seems to be in New York recently?"

"Eh..." Bloomberg looked at Abel speechlessly, "You don't want to invite him, do you? Ask a deputy commander to go to the underwear show? Only you dare to think about this kind of thing, and only you dare Done."

  Cheney is George's deputy, the titular owner of the White House, and the second most powerful figure in America in name.

  If something happens to George in office, he will immediately become the number one person in the country.

  This person in this position is often a pure mascot in the United States, with little power.

   But if such a mascot goes to watch an underwear show live, it doesn't match its very serious tone no matter how you look at it.

  If the venue is not held in New York, or if your allies insist. Let alone this year, Bloomberg may not even participate last year.

  Bloomberg doesn't feel now that Cheney will agree to Abel's ridiculous invitation.

  Abel also thought it was unlikely, but since he thought about it, he thought he should try it.

   "It's free to try." He told Bloomberg: "I'll write him a letter."

  Abel remembers this Mr. Cheney, he has a daughter.

  This daughter was still working as a lawyer a few years ago, but she resigned last year and joined the US government.

   Well, when George moved into the White House.

   Maybe I can find a way from this person.

   It's not a crooked way, because she is almost forty years old and looks very ordinary.

   Whether it will work or not, just try it anyway.

   Seeing Abel like this, Bloomberg also shook his head, leaving him alone.

  The two chatted softly about other things, such as the cooperation between Bloomberg and Smith Media, the cooperation between Bloomberg Finance and Smith Capital, and so on.

   In Bloomberg's office, Abel stayed until around 4 p.m. before leaving Manhattan's City Hall Park.

   Walking out of the city hall, Abel found that the snow had started to fall from the sky again.

   It's just Koyuki.

  It's very cold, the temperature is already below zero. But compared to last year's cold winter, this year's warm winter is not bad.

  The weather forecast also said that the weather in New York will be milder during the Christmas period this year.

  It will be around ten degrees above zero, which is much better than last year.

  Thinking like this, Edward opened the door for him, and he got into the car.

  This morning he took care of Smith Capital and had a meeting at the AMC Television Group.

  At noon, I had another meal with the Hurst sisters.

   Most of the afternoon was spent in secret talks with Bloomberg.

   Now, Abel finds that his work has basically been done.

   Then, "Go home."

  He said to Andy, the driver in front.

  Andy hesitated for a moment, thought for a while, and then looked at Edward's wink next to him.

  Finally, the driver decided to drive the car to 138 East 65th Street on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

   After all, the boss came out from there today.

  Miss Ikana, Miss Laura, and others that the boss values ​​are not in Manhattan.

  Even those celebrity ladies are not in New York.

  The home that the boss said should be the place where the Asian lady lives.

  Don't look at Andy and his fellow drivers, it's easy to work in Manhattan, you just need to drive.

   Not even a lot of work when Abe isn't in New York.

   But their work is actually quite difficult.

  At the very least, you must be able to guess a few simple words from the boss and reveal where you are going.

   Can't guess wrong yet.

   It's okay to guess wrong once or twice. If you make too many mistakes, you probably won't be able to be a driver.

   Fortunately, Andy guessed right this time, and the convoy returned to the gate at No. 138, East 65th Street.

  Before getting out of the car, I just used a satellite call to contact Edward, who was a rock security staff inside, and said softly to the boss:

   "BOSS. Miss Jessica's sister is here, and she's in the house now."

  Abel was startled, "Jessica's sister? Oh..."

  At first he thought that Li Fu was raising a baby in Han Country, and her stomach was already 6 months old?

   After realizing it, she remembered that Li Xinyu is not just Li Fuzhen's older sister.

  She seems to have a second sister.

  (end of this chapter)

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