America's Road to Wealth

Chapter 211 The person sitting in front of you is the richest man in the world

Hudson's Bay Yards thing.

Abel found Rudy Giuliani and Pete Wallon Sr.

Later, he informed Bloomberg.

This project, before talking to those two old men.

He had already spoken to Bloomberg.

Bloomberg has also turned his back on the donkey.

Has been identified as this year's Elephant Party, a candidate for the New York election.

If this kind of thing is not told to Bloomberg afterwards.

There may be some misunderstanding between the two parties.

What exactly Bloomberg thinks about Abel's approach, Abel does not know.

But on the surface, Bloomberg supported Abel in doing so.

Presumably Bloomberg knows too.

It is difficult for him and Abel to swallow the super project of Hudson Bay Square in one bite.

There are too many and complicated aspects involved in it.

If it could be eaten by one or two people, it would have been built long ago.

".look here."

Bloomberg put a thin document on the table.

"This is Bloomberg's investigation, the plots near the entire project, and their owners."

"Honestly, when I saw the exact numbers, I felt a little bit tingly."

"Without land reclamation, there are only 10.5 hectares of land. However, there are 10.5 owners of this 215 hectares of land."

Bloomberg looks at Abel: "You know what that means?"

What does it mean?
Of course Abel understood, and he couldn't help sighing.

"It means that just demolition is enough to waste too much energy and spirit."

The 10.5 hectares of Manhattan Island land, of course they have owners.

On Manhattan Island, there will be no land without an owner.

This small island transformed from a peninsula has prospered for more than 200 years.

For 100 years, it existed as the financial center of the entire United States.

In the last 50 years, it has even been directly upgraded to one of the world's financial centers.

How can such a place have no owner on its plot, even if it is such a square foot.

The reason why it is said that this 10.5 hectares of land is the last hot spot on Manhattan Island.

It is because in the planning of the last century, this old city has not seen new buildings for 40 years.

It has not been remodeled and looks the same as it did decades ago.

This is quite different from the prosperous and modern image of Manhattan.

According to the plan of the city government, New York wanted to tear it down and rebuild it in the early 90s.

But there are too many interests involved, and too many owners oppose it.

In the end it was over.

It became one of the urban reconstruction and waste cases placed in the archives of the city government.

As time goes by, a new century arrives.

The island of Manhattan grew more and more prosperous.

As the last old neighborhood on the island, it is also close to the sea.

This area can be seen by any ship entering or leaving Manhattan Island.

Next to a skyscraper, there is an old neighborhood that looks very dilapidated.

This contrast makes it more and more conspicuous, more and more eye-catching.

Many foreign tourists visiting Manhattan Island by boat for the first time.

They were amazed at such a bustling place.

The stronghold of capitalism.

It's the 21st century, how come there are still such dilapidated neighborhoods.

Just judging from the city appearance of the entire Manhattan island.

It all needs to be transformed.

This is why the 10.5 hectares of land need to be remodeled.

That's why it can be modified.

But the problem is
Who can handle the 10.5 hectares of land, the exaggerated more than 200 owners?
Abel also didn't know how the New York City government finally got it done in parallel time and space.

He has guesses.

Maybe it was the reason for the super financial crisis after 2008.

Although the financial crisis has survived, the United States has also suffered greatly.

Same goes for New York.

In that general environment, it may be the financial crisis that prompted the city government to want to improve the New York economy.

Finally, I was willing to spend a lot of effort to rectify this problem, and all parties began to support the decision of the city government because of the overall economic reasons.

Or in that great crisis.

Many of those 200+ owners went bankrupt and had to sell their most valuable land.

In short, in parallel time and space, the transformation of this old land was not put on the agenda until after 2008, and it barely started after 2011.

Thinking of this, even Abel felt a headache.

"Okay. Michael." Abel said:

"So how do you think we should start?"

"Let's start by convincing the owners of those lands." Bloomberg proposed the most stupid way.

But it might also be the best way.

"Form a dedicated lobbying firm."

"Let this lobbyist go talk to the owners of these lands."

"It doesn't matter if you buy the land directly from them. Or let them participate in the shares and use the land as shares to join a new development group."

"Or other, all available methods."

"We can talk about anything, we can love New York, as long as we are willing to cooperate," Bloomberg said.

"If you don't want to cooperate"

The founder of Bloomberg, showing his appearance as a competent capitalist.

"Then he's our enemy. Our commercial enemy."

"Facing the enemy, I think we can use any method to fight it."

"God will approve of us doing this."

"Understood." Abel had nothing to do.

Unless at this time, there is a foreign aircraft carrier fleet sailing to the side of Manhattan Island.

Otherwise, even the White House would be useless in this matter.

"You can't come forward to form this company." Abel thought for a while and said, "You have more important tasks this year. The promotion of our cooperation is even more important."

"I'm not very good at coming out."

"If I start this company. It will make our work more difficult."

"Those guys will definitely raise the price higher because everyone thinks I'm rich."

Bloomberg laughed:

"What do you mean 'everyone thinks you're rich'? You're rich, my dear Mr. Smith."

Abel shrugged, "That's what it means anyway. We need another partner, one who can do things."

"At that time, I can pay behind the scenes, you will push behind the scenes, and our collaborators will do things in the front."

"I think this model can make it more efficient."

Bloomberg agrees.

The founder of Bloomberg said:

"The triangle is the most solid of all figures. I agree with you."

"So." Abel thought for a while, "Michael, who do you think we should choose to be our collaborator?"

Bloomberg mentioned a surname.

Hearing this surname, Abel thought for a while.

He suddenly felt that it might be more suitable for this family to do it.

"Will they agree?" Abel asked another question.

As a result, Bloomberg waved his hand at him, "It depends on your ability. My dear partner, you are obviously more familiar with them than I am."

Abel thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be true.

"Ok."

Abel said:
"I'll try to get in touch. But I don't know if our beloved Prosecutor is willing to accompany us through this muddy water."

"I'll wait and see~" Bloomberg smiled.

In addition to being talented in finance, Abel.

He has another advantage in business and doing things.

That is, he is very active.

Whatever you think of, what you want to do, you will do it soon, and you will execute it soon.

This is actually an advantage.

He had just finished discussing with Bloomberg at noon.

in the afternoon.

He went to find that potential third-party collaborator.

New York, Manhattan District Attorney's Office building. In a coffee shop next door.

"I love the Blue Mountain coffee in this cafe. They make it rich and flavorful."

In the cafe, Robert Morgenthau talked to Abel.

Opposite the prosecutor, sat Abel.

Beside the Attorney-General sits Miss Paige Morgenthau, Assistant Attorney of the Manhattan District Attorney's Office.

Abel didn't know why this old guy had to bring his granddaughter with him every time he talked to him.

Is it just because of myself that I once expressed some meaning to his granddaughter?

Abel didn't know, he smiled:
"Compared to the bitterness of Blue Mountain, I still prefer Geisha from Colombia or Ethiopia."

"Oh?"

Robert was thick and thick, and his thick eyebrows, which were all white, were raised.

"Peggy also likes Geisha, she said she likes the smell of grass and flowers."

"Um..." Abel looked at Peggy involuntarily.

It was found that the latter was also looking at Abel himself with a faint gaze.

"Okay. Then we have a common hobby, Peggy." Abel smiled at Peggy.

Paige smiled at him too, but said nothing.

Taking advantage of the prologue, Abel immediately turned the matter to the main topic.

"Robert." Abel said, "I have something to do with you."

Robert smiled: "Of course. Who will be fine and find a big prosecutor?"

"Everyone who comes to me has a problem, that is, no one wants to drink coffee and chat with an old man when he is lonely. Oh, except my lovely little Peggy."

Abel thought, I don't know you that well.

"South of Manha Island, Hudson Bay City Plaza." Abel ignored the old guy's "self-pity and self-pity".

Abel said, "Are you interested in joining?"

"join in."

Robert's voice finally became a little dignified, "Is there already a team? This is not a small matter."

Apparently, 25 years as a prosecutor in the city.

Robert, who is more familiar with the city than any mayor of New York City.

It only takes Abel's simple sentence to know what Abel is talking about.

"Yes, we already have a team." Abel opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"A team strong enough to make this happen."

"Robert. How much property does the Morgenthau family have? Don't you want to leave more blessings for your descendants besides these properties?"

Robert said lightly:

"We are a clean and honest judicial family, and every piece of our property comes in a reasonable and legal way."

"but."

The old guy changed the subject, "After all, we have a large population, and not all of them are suitable to work for the justice of the United States. There are always some children who need to find something to do."

"so.."

Robert looked at Abel, "Do you understand what I mean? Mr. Smith."

"Understood." Abel laughed.

"Tell me who is in your team." Robert said:
"If it is suitable, maybe we will join, but there must be a prerequisite, that is, Morgenthau can withdraw at any time."

"Okay." Abel was also very straightforward, and he said directly:

"There are only two people on this team right now. Me, Bloomberg."

Robert: "...I take back what I just said."

"Then if I change this kind of rhetoric."

"In this team, there is the richest man in the world, at least the richest man in New York. There is also a future mayor of New York."

"The future mayor of New York." Robert pondered for a moment, "Bloomberg may not be successful. His competitors are also very powerful. New York is no better than before, and the Elephant Party is no longer the only one."

"As for the richest man."

Robert looked at Abel with a smile, "Are you talking about yourself? Dear Mr. Smith?"

"Buffett and Shrubs both invested in Smith Capital."

Abel was expressionless:

"Among them, Buffett subscribed for 160% of Smith Capital's shares with US$4 billion in stocks and cash."

"Dear Mr. Morgenthau. I currently own 92% of the company's shares."

"In addition, I have close to 150 billion US dollars in managed funds in Smith Capital."

"In addition to Smith Capital, I also have a bank that ranks among the top fifteen in the United States."

"I still have MGM, and Elizabeth Gardens, and various other companies."

"When Forbes updates his broken list this year. I think Forbes will tell you who the richest person on the planet is."

"So fast?" Robert was obviously shocked by Abel's words.

The old man knew that Abel was rich.

But I didn't expect him to be so rich.

"Warren Buffett, He Picked You Too"

Obviously, Abel's so many rhetoric can't match Buffett's trust.

In the concept of the older generation of Americans.

Buffett, who has a stable investment style, is more worthy of their trust in this field.

So did Robert.

"Morgenthau can join." Robert's tone changed again.

"But only if ... Bloomberg can actually succeed."

"As long as Bloomberg succeeds."

"Then what you said is really hopeful."

Abel took a deep breath.

This reaction from Robert Morgenthau.

It was also a possibility that he expected.

These old men and old guys are all masters who don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles.

It is difficult to make them easily make up their minds because of some rhetoric or the instigation of lobbyists.

Unless they can see the hope of success.

Or let them see that there is a great chance of getting benefits.

These people will really choose to end.

Perhaps Bloomberg knew this too, and the founder of Bloomberg did not come forward in person.

Just let yourself come.

Thinking of this, Abel nodded.

"Yes. But by that time, Morgenthau may not be our top priority partner."

Abel said: "As long as Bloomberg is really successful. There will be more people who want to be our collaborators."

Robert smiled:

"Morgenthau doesn't mind being just one of the collaborators. I think that no matter how many collaborators you have, you should all consider us to join."

This old guy!
Abel's teeth were itchy, because the old guy was right.

Who called the 10.5 hectares of land, on the island of Manhattan.

Who is in Manhattan Island, at least until the old guy retires or dies.

As far as the judiciary is concerned, Morgenthau has the final say.

The cleanup of the 10.5 hectares of land is bound to encounter a lot of judicial problems.

If there is no old guy in charge, there may really be big problems.

Like Robert said.

Even if Bloomberg succeeds.

In this matter, there must also be a place for Morgenthau.

"Okay." Abel let out this breath, restraining the thought of slapping the old guy.

"Then just wait. I want to wait for a while, and we will become collaborators on this matter."

"We're looking forward to it." Robert continued to smile.

"All right."

The old man stood up suddenly, "I still have some work to do, I need to go back and deal with it."

Peggy stood up too.

But she was pressed by her shoulders by her grandfather, and she sat back on the chair again.

"You young people, talk about it. If a year later, we really become partners in this matter. In this regard, Peggy and her father will also be responsible."

"As the main collaborators in the future, you should be more familiar with each other."

"Young people, let's talk."

Speaking of which, Robert didn't give the two of them a chance to refuse, turned around and left the cafe leisurely, walking towards the prosecutor's building next to him.

in the cafe.

Abel and Peggy sat across the table, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward and quiet.

This silence lasted for several minutes.

Abel felt that it was not okay to stay like this.

He took the initiative to speak: "Peggy, how are you doing recently?"

"not bad."

"Not bad, how good is it?"

"." Peggy looked up at Abel, her beautiful blue eyes seemed to be able to speak.

It seems to say that your topic is boring.

"Hahaha~"

Abel laughed.

For some reason, I chatted with Peggy.

He likes it very much, and teases her away from that quiet and domineering temperament.

Maybe this is the challenge from the heart of the scumbag to the bully.

After this opening remark, the two of them could finally chat for a while.

But after not staying for long, Abel got up and said goodbye.

Firstly, he didn't really want to provoke a decent judicial giant like Mo Genthau.

Secondly, Peggy's eyes always made him feel that she could see through everything.

She is not easy to provoke, and she is a bit too smart and beautiful woman.

Abel's idea is to avoid it if he can, and he doesn't have too much bad intentions.

After bidding farewell to Peggy Morgenthau and entering the Cadillac Escalade in the convoy.

Abel couldn't help stretching.

Today's relatively formal work is all done.

After thinking about it, Abel said to the driver Andy, "Let's go to the Woolworth Building."

Woolworth Building, Smith Capital's first office location.

The company later moved to its present Smith Building.

But at Woolworth House, Abel bought the right to use a "helipad".

On it, he can take a helicopter and travel about 500 kilometers within the radius of New York City.

Job done.

He wanted to go to No. [-] Thirteenth Road, Huangdian, New York, which had been transformed into Elizabeth's back garden.

Go there and relax.

While it's not snowing now.

Best to go by helicopter.

Unfortunately, halfway through the drive, Manhattan began to snow again.

The convoy had to turn around and head straight for the pier in Manhattan.

You can't take a helicopter, and it's the same if you change to a yacht.

(End of this chapter)