America's Road To Wealth Chapter 97

  Chapter 97 Don't pretend anymore, I have a showdown

   About an hour and a half later, the Gulfstream G400 arrived in New York.

  The airport where the plane landed this time is not Kennedy International Airport.

   This is the busiest time at Kennedy International Airport.

  Landing there, you need to wait for ten minutes.

  And during this time period, when you leave the airport, the road will be blocked for a while.

  So the Gulfstream g400 landed at another airport in Queens, LaGuardia Airport.

   Compared with JFK International Airport, it is actually closer to Manhattan.

   About eight miles.

   It's just that Delta Air Lines doesn't have a terminal here, and its planes land here, so they need to communicate in advance.

  Abel was in a hurry this time, and Delta Air Lines contacted LaGuardia Airport.

   So it landed here.

  Outside LaGuardia Airport, Andy, one of Abel's drivers, and several other bodyguards from Rock Security.

   Already driving the car, waiting for him here.

   After getting into the car, I was speechless all the way.

  The convoy arrived downstairs at the building where Smith Capital is located at five o'clock in the evening.

  When he came to Smith Capital, Caroline and David Mellon were already waiting for him.

   "Sorry to keep you waiting."

  After entering, he said with a blank face.

   "But now I'm back. Ms. Caroline, please tell me all you know."

  Caroline nodded skillfully, and continued:

   "It's cleared up. I even bothered my uncle about it."

  Listening to her talking about her uncle, Abel looked at David Mellon.

  The latter shrugged, indicating that it was what Abel thought.

  Caroline's full name is Caroline Jond Rehnquist.

  Middle name doesn't matter, what matters is her last name.

  More importantly, the current Chief Justice of the United States is named William Hubbs Rehnquist.

  Rehnquist is Caroline's uncle.

  Rehnquist's status. Let's put it this way, before each new grand commander takes office.

   All will be sworn to office according to the Bible in the presence of Rehnquist or his predecessors.

  And the position of Rehnquist, as long as he is appointed, is a lifelong tenure.

   means to be dead.

   This also makes this position, as of Rehnquist, only sixteen have appeared in total.

   Unlike the Grand Commander, this year is the 43rd and 54th elections.

   "Okay. What's the real situation?" Abel said.

  Caroline moved out the Buddha to endorse, but Abel could only choose to believe it.

   "According to Robert Morgenthau.

  He said that this investigation is a "compliment" launched by some people to force him to pay you. said Caroline.

   "Compliments?"

   Abel frowned.

   "Like I said before.

  Mr. Smith, everything in your transactions on Wall Street is too "smooth" and too "fine".

   You scare some people. said Caroline.

   "A part of some people think that young people should be warned."

   "Robert owed them favors, so he was forced to do so."

   After saying this, Caroline fell silent.

  She also felt that this matter was a bit ridiculous, but she thought of the behavior of those people on Wall Street.

  This matter really may be like this.

   This is what she can investigate and try her best to do.

  As for the truth, Caroline feels that she is not a detective.

  She can't help it either.

   "Ha~"

  Abel felt it was funny, but he was also vigilant.

  In fact, since I have somewhat understood the nature of Wall Street.

  He has been on guard against this kind of thing, and has been paying attention to this kind of thing.

  That's why she has always been so low-key and tried her best not to offend others.

  I don't want to make more money, so I try to be careful all the time.

  He originally thought that being so cautious was enough to keep a low profile.

   I didn't expect that even if it was so low-key, it would still arouse the vigilance of these people.

   "call"

  Abel exhaled lightly.

  Although he felt that things might not be that simple.

   But at present, this explanation is the most likely.

   Sometimes, don't overestimate the IQ of these Wall Street hyenas.

  The kind of business war with high IQ, one step counts as one hundred steps, and various conspiracies and tricks lurk and reverse.

  Generally only exist in TV series, movies, or novels.

  In reality, business wars are more about getting back to basics.

   It looks the most stupid and the simplest, but it is the most effective.

  These Anzas, the offspring of these robbers.

  Compared to conspiracies and tricks, they prefer to get straight to the point and see the blood directly.

  The search warrant for the Adeng Manor issued by the later generations of Fobole was pressured to be released to the public, but 99% of it was blacked out.

  The excuse is "a matter of national security."

  I don't act like that, it's direct and simple.

   This is the political struggle of the Anzalos, without any sense of art.

  It is reflected in the commercial struggle, that is, several executives on Wall Street jump off the building every year.

   And basically every year, one or two executives of the world's top 500 American companies will either jump off a building or be shot eight times in the back or die for other messy reasons.

  It's so unpretentious.

   "Okay." Abel said, "So... what does Prosecutor Robert Morgenthau mean now?"

   "It still means that. Robert said that there will be no further disturbances in this matter.

  The day after tomorrow at the latest, those two people can be released. "

   "And the materials and ledgers taken away by Smith Capital will also be sent back intact."

   "Everything will return to peace."

   Caroline replied.

   "Return to peace?"

  Abel smiled silently, then looked at David, "David, tell me.

  This kind of thing happened, if we were a listed company, what impact would it have? "

  “The stock price has fallen, and the risk rating may also be lowered. Shareholders and investors, as well as LPs, will also have doubts.”

  David Mellon shrugged: "It's a very bad thing with a lot of influence."

   "You're right." Abel nodded, and then looked at Caroline again.

  The latter frowned slightly, looking at him with blue eyes.

  He said: "Just like David said. This matter is difficult to calm down."

   This time, Abel made up his mind, and he decided not to keep a low profile.

  He looks at Caroline.

   "Ms. Caroline, I have a big deal for you.

   I just don't know if you dare to accept it, or if you are willing to accept it. "

  Caroline looked at his serious look, matching his appearance.

  Let this 40-year-old legal lady Satan couldn't help but comment—

  If I were twenty years younger, I probably wouldn't be able to handle it.

   "Mr. Smith, what do you mean?" Caroline asked.

   "I'm suing the Manhattan District Attorney's Office."

  Abel faced Caroline, and he said proudly: "I want to initiate a lawsuit, and I want to sue Robert Morgenthau."

"Forehead"

  Hearing his words, Caroline's reaction was very indifferent.

  She said calmly: "You mean—to sue Robert Morgenthau?"

   After she finished speaking, she thought for a while and added: "In what name? I mean, sue Robert Morgenthau for what?"

  In the United States, it is too commonplace to sue this kind of thing.

   Go up to the Grand Commander and go down to a random truck driver on the side of the road.

  In a year, it is estimated that there will be one or two lawsuits.

  According to Bloomberg statistics, the number of federal and state cases reached 84.43 million in 1999.

  Among them, the cases accepted by the federal court accounted for 5%, and the rest were accepted by the 50 states and the capital DC District, the unorganized territory of Puerto Rico and Light Island.

  Based on the population of 275 million in 1999, there is almost one lawsuit for every three people in the United States.

  In the United States, litigation is too common.

   I haven't filed a lawsuit for several years, and I don't feel like an American anymore.

  Like Robert Morgenthau and his prosecutor's office, it is estimated that they will be prosecuted at least hundreds of times a year.

  Caroline now has a business suing the Manhattan District Attorney's Office.

  Suing Robert Morgenthau is not a big deal, what matters is in what name you sue.

   Looking at Caroline's calm look, Abel also realized this.

   Damn, this is not Huaxia, this is Ah Chou.

   Here, it seems that except for the top few justices.

   There is no one who does not suffer from lawsuits.

   After thinking for a while, he said: "It doesn't matter what the name or the crime is. The important thing is to let Robert know who is behind it."

   "More importantly, let the other party know my attitude."

  This time, Abel decided to hurt people with the power of green paper.

  Even if it hurts others, he has to express his attitude to the outside world.

  He, Abel Smith, although low-key, has always been law-abiding and paid taxes on time.

   But he, Abel Smith, is also a billionaire!

   is still young, with the support of the NRA Association behind it.

  A young rich man with terrifying cash flow!

   "David."

  Abel looked at David Mellon again, the latter saw such a serious expression on Abel's face for the first time.

  David Mellon's face also became serious.

"I'm here."

   "Later, I want you to contact major law firms across the United States.

  I hope you can contact no less than 20 law firms, and it must be the top 20 law firms. "

   said Abel.

  David Mellon heard it, opened his mouth silently, and then looked at Caroline next to him.

"Mr Smith."

  Caroline really reacted, she said: "What do you mean?"

  Abel smiled and said to her: "Of course, Ms. Caroline's law firm is also included.

  Also I hope, Ms. Caroline, you can lead this time. "

   "Mr. Smith, what do you want to do?" Caroline frowned.

   "What do I want to do?" Abel smiled, "I want twenty of the best lawyers in the United States to sue the Manhattan District Attorney's Office at the same time!

  The name of the lawsuit is not important, nor is the party who sues.

   It is important to sue Robert Morgenthau and his office. "

   At present, except for Mr. and Mrs. Smith.

  David Mellon can be said to be the person who knows Abel's character and way of doing things best.

  Hearing what Abel said, David vaguely understood what he meant.

  David couldn't help but said, "Are you serious?

   If you really want to exaggerate so much, the lawyer's fee will be astronomical. "

  Caroline is not stupid either. Seeing David's reaction, she also reacted and looked at Abel seriously.

"I was serious.

   Of course I mean it. If I had to, I could write a check for $100 million right now. "

  He looked at Caroline's shocked and helpless eyes, "Is 100 million dollars enough?"

   "That's enough." Caroline said blankly, "With so much money, I can already hire more than the top twenty."

   "Then keep half of it and use the other half as legal fees.

   Get as many lawyers as possible, sue Robert Morgenthau. "

   “The other half stayed as a bonus.

  Whoever sues successfully will get the corresponding bonus. "

   "It's more reasonable to distribute like this, don't you think, ma'am."

  David couldn't help but said, "This is really crazy."

  Abel made up his mind and took out his most powerful weapon that he thought of on the plane.

  Abel was relieved instead, and he changed his posture standing in front of David and Caroline.

  Walking back to his office chair, he lay lazily on the chair.

   "Hoo~"

  He exhaled lightly and said, "I can't help it, I'm still young, I'm only twenty years old.

  Young people are notoriously irritable.

  Since being low-key can't let them let me go, then I swear, I will never be low-key again! "

   "David." He suddenly said to David Mellon: "How are the newspapers?"

   "Uh" David Mellon was stunned by his jumping words, and then reacted:

   "We are negotiating.

   There are two medium-sized newspapers that are willing to sell.

   Currently negotiating the price. "

   "There is no need to talk about the price.

   Just follow their current quotation and buy it directly first.

   I want tonight, they are mine. "Abel was expressionless.

  David looked at his appearance, hesitated, and nodded: "Understood."

   New York's legal lady Satan looked at Abel, then at David, and finally Caroline's eyes were on Abel.

   She said, "Mr. Smith, you're going to make a big hole in this."

   "Ma'am, do you refuse?" Abel smiled.

   "call"

  Caroline also exhaled lightly, then smiled: "As a lawyer, who can refuse such an invitation?"

"That's right."

   Abel laughed.

  The more he laughed, the happier he felt.

  The more he laughed, the faster the annoyance he felt on the plane disappeared.

  He wanted to say a word to Robert Morgenthau, and those malicious Wall Street hyenas.

That is-

  Uncle originally planned to get along with you as a cash cow, but what he got in exchange was alienation and arrogance. Stop pretending, I can play, and I have a showdown.

  The power of green money, take it!

  The next day,

   It is 2000, September 11th.

  A magical day.

   This day is Wednesday, which happens to be the publication day of the "New York Observer" weekly magazine.

   The New York Observer has been owned by Arthur Carter for over 20 years.

  Although the newspaper has a circulation of only 50,000 copies per issue, this has not affected its important position in the New York area.

   "New York Observer", as its name suggests, has always been one of the must-read publications for New York socialites, literary and political circles.

  As the Manhattan District Attorney, he is also an old New Yorker.

  Robert Morgenthau, who was born in a famous political family on the East Coast.

   has always been a loyal reader of this weekly magazine.

  Robert's office, every issue of "The New York Observer" will not be left behind.

   At work, Robert has been working like a day for 25 years.

   Except for daily vacations, I have never been absent from work.

   Even at eighty years old, Robert still loves his job.

  Like today, at nine o'clock in the morning, Robert arrived at the Manhattan District Attorney's Office on time.

   With a smile on his face, he responded to the greetings and salutes from his subordinates, and walked all the way into his private office.

  Not long after walking in, there was a knock on the office door.

   "Please come in." Robert said.

  The door was pushed open, and in came his granddaughter, Peggy Morgenthau.

  The young assistant prosecutor is holding a tray with a cup of coffee in one hand.

  The other hand holds several newspapers and magazines.

  She walked in with a smile on her face, and under the doting eyes of the latter, she put coffee, magazines, and newspapers in front of Robert.

   "Dear Mr. Prosecutor, I have prepared your coffee and newspaper for you."

   "Oh~"

   "Honey~"

  Robert said dotingly: "You are always so sweet.

  John and George, if they were half as well-behaved, sensible and smart as you, then I could retire ten years ago. "

  John and George in Robert's mouth are his two sons.

   Among them, George is Peggy's father.

  Peggy smiled, and she said: "Your Excellency, Prosecutor, this is the office.

  Here, I am just one of your assistants, not your granddaughter.

   So here, I'm not going to talk to you about those things. "

"Of course.

   If you must, Peggy Morgenthau,

   Your granddaughter would love to discuss these household matters with you, too. "

  Obviously what Peggy said was not humorous at all, but Robert just couldn't help laughing.

   "Haha~"

   "Okay, Smartie. You go to work." He said with a smile.

   Peggy smiled and nodded yes, turned and left grandfather's office, closing the door behind her.

  Robert picked up the coffee and took a sip.

  The temperature, sugar content and taste were all suitable, which made him breathe comfortably.

   "Hoo~"

  After that, he slowly picked up the newspapers that Peggy had prepared for him.

  He flipped through it randomly, and just happened to get a copy of "The New York Observer".

  He pulled out the weekly magazine and put it in front of him. He took another sip of coffee and looked at the newspaper.

   Soon, the newspaper headlines caught his attention.

"what?"

  Robert frowned slightly, and gently read the very long headline on the front page of today's "New York Observer".

   ""New York Dream Shined into Reality—Philanthropist, Financier, Investor, Legal Taxpayer Citizen, Good Citizen of New York City, Good Friend of New York Police, Abel Smith""

  (end of this chapter)

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