America's Road to Wealth

Chapter 217 House of Cards Cocktail Party

". Is there any movement?"

"Everything is business as usual."

end of March.

New York had its first rain of the year.

The dark clouds all over the sky gathered the whole city in its embrace.

No one likes a rainy day like this in a busy metropolis like Manhattan because it weighs down people almost to the point of suffocation.

At night.

The rain has become much smaller, even though night has fallen.

It is still pattering down, covering the night with a veil of mystery.

Abel lifted the independent executive seat in the back row of the Maybach, which is comparable to the first-class plane, raised the leg support, and adjusted the seat according to his comfort.

Not long ago, the sound of rainwater hitting the car windows could be vaguely heard, but now the surrounding area is filled with the sound of cars honking one after another.

Another traffic jam.

He spoke to Edward, who was temporarily acting as a driver in front of him.

"Miss Theron's physical examination is normal, and there are no strangers around us."

"Even if we took the initiative to release some loopholes."

Listening to Edward's reply, Abel, who held his chin in his right hand, asked, "Where is New York University?"

"It's hard for our people to get close to Miss Lauren. She has people from the Secret Service around her."

"But we're pretty sure she hasn't been out of New York in a while."

Edward replied.

Abel in the rear compartment was lost in thought.

After I broke out such a "huge news".

Abel thought he would be under a lot of pressure from Texas.

Abel has even selfishly thought about how to release these pressures.

He has done his ideological work well.

He told himself—

Those who have done wrong should be punished.

However, March of this year is almost over.

The Big Apple also had its first rain.

The anger that Abel imagined did not come.

This made his preparations useless at all.

Abel rested his chin, staring at the rain outside the window, a little absent-minded.

Where did things go wrong?

beep~ beep~ beep~
Abel stretched out his other hand and tapped on the car window lightly.

Abel felt that he was in a conspiracy.

Really have no ability.

One is that the heart is not cruel enough, and the bottom line and conscience are still there.

The second is that IQ is indeed the same, and there is no specialty in this area.

He didn't want to consult his advisory group on such matters.

In the end, he confuses himself like this.

"call"

Abel withdrew his hand from knocking on the car window, and he exhaled lightly.

"Think of a way to let Laura know where Charlize is staying."

He said these last words to Edward.

The convoy traveled through Manhattan on a rainy night.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was getting darker.

After being stuck for about half an hour.

The convoy arrived at the entrance of the InterContinental Hotel in upper Manhattan.

There is an exclusive reception here tonight.

Hosted by Bloomberg founder Michael Bloomberg.

Last year, Bloomberg kept his intentions under wraps.

By the beginning of this year, after being identified as the party's candidate.

That is the heart of Bloomberg, and everyone in New York knows it.

Even many newspapers have reported that the founder of Bloomberg will participate in this year's New York election.

Bloomberg no longer concealed himself and became active on the political scene in New York.

As a friend of Michael Bloomberg, and in some ways an ally.

Sometimes Abel will naturally come out to the platform.

Sometimes he has to attend a reception like this evening.

Compared with the high-profile receptions of rich people, Bloomberg's reception tonight is very low-key.

There are many guests who could not be invited because of his previous status as a rich man.

Tonight, because of his status as a party candidate, he attended the reception.

He had told Abel about it beforehand.

So when Abel chatted with him at the entrance of the banquet hall.

Two middle-aged guests surnamed Fossloh came behind, and Abel was no stranger to it.

Michael Bloomberg went up to greet them enthusiastically, and Abel planned to go in later to talk.

But one of the guests, surnamed Fossloo, stopped him very politely.

"Mr. Smith? Mr. Abel Smith? Hello, I'm Jalineken Forsloo."

Among them, the middle-aged male, Fossloh, walked a few steps faster and came over to shake hands with him.

Abel also reached out and shook his hand with a smile:

"Hello, I'm Abe Smith, and hello Mr. Forsloo."

"Ha~ This is my wife, Irene Forsloo."

Jalineken Fossloo introduces the middle-aged women around him.

The other party also smiled and shook hands with Abel.

This made Michael Bloomberg couldn't help being a little envious and jealous.

To know this about Vossloh.

Not so polite to Bloomberg, the host of tonight's reception.

But it was this attitude towards Abel.

Looking at Abel who was slowly walking into the reception, there were two Forsloots.

Bloomberg whispered: "Madfake! Is the blue blood of the Mayflower so popular?! Even Vossloo is not exempt!"

After whispering, Michael Bloomberg continued to receive guests one after another with a warm smile on his face.

Tonight is still very important for Bloomberg.

On Abel's side, he has already chatted with Jelinken Fosslow and his wife.

There is no doubt that this Vossloh is the Vossloh you think.

Fossloh's base camp was originally in New York.

At the beginning of New York, most of the real estate from 22nd Street to 46th Street in Manhattan, from 5th Avenue to the Hudson River was owned by the Vossloo family.

On the Internet of China, later generations often refer to Adams, Forsloo, Kennedy and Bush as the four major families in the United States.

This statement may or may not be true.

If you are right, from a historical point of view, this is indeed the case.

But from the real point of view of the United States today, the situation is not like this.

First up is Adams.

They have produced the first pair of relatives in the history of the United States.

In the first hundred years of the founding of the United States, it was indeed extremely prominent.

Even now, they still have a certain influence.

But after more than 200 years, their strength is actually not as good as before.

After World War II, their influence on this country has been exhausted very badly.

According to the current game, they can be ranked in the top twenty at most.

When it comes to the four major families, we can only look at them from the standpoint of their historical influence.

The same goes for Vossloh.

They had great uncles and nephews.

This gives them a great historical status.

But that nephew, Fossloh, he has a "hobby".

That is this nephew Vossloh.

He likes to eat capitalists, and it is said that he will "eat" a capitalist a day
Well, this actually refers to the nephew Vossloh.

In the history of the United States, he is the only one who has served four consecutive terms.

For a period of time, he was able to bring down an American capitalist almost every day on average.

This gentleman, before the end of World War II, he wanted to reform.

Regarding this reform, it has been erased from the traces and historical records of the United States.

If this reform is successful.

After World War II, there will be almost no place for capitalists on the earth.

But he failed.

With World War II coming to an end, the Allies had already won.

He passed away.

The cause was a sudden cerebral hemorrhage.

After his death, nearly [-]% of his reforms and the path he set were overthrown.

America has gone to the other extreme.

After many years, those who are interested can find out.

Obviously there have been two great commanders in history, and both of them appeared in modern times.

But after his nephew, there is no Forsloo in American politics.

Even Adams, a relic of the founding era, can occasionally appear in the news.

But Vossloh really has none left.

Is this the disdain of descendants?
No, this is after nephew.

American capitalists will be involuntarily afraid when they see "Vossloh".

Since his nephew Fossloh, there is no Fossloh in the United States.

They don't allow that kind of Vossloo!
That is to say, Vossloo left a rich political legacy, and the family was originally the top family in New York.

Otherwise, it is not certain whether there is still Vossloo now.

Fortunately, decades have passed.

The magic of time heals fear and scars.

The word "Vossloh" in the media is still rare.

Otherwise, younger generations like Jaylinken Forsloo.

It is impossible to appear at this kind of reception tonight.

Abel, a young man, actually didn't know much about it.

And Jalinken Forsloo was so enthusiastic, he had to deal with it a little bit even if he pretended to be false.

This scene fell in the eyes of many old New Yorkers.

"Oh~" An old man who was talking to Robert Morgenthau suddenly pointed to Abel and Forsloo in the direction behind Robert.

"Look over there. Robert, that little guy doesn't look like he knows."

Robert Morgenthau looked back and saw that Abel was "having a good conversation" with Jalineken Forsloo.

This scene made Robert frown.

"Peggy." Robert suddenly said to the granddaughter beside him:
"Abel is here. You and him are friends, how about calling him over here to chat with us old men?"

Peggy was startled, then realized something, she nodded with a smile, then turned around and went back to find Abel.

Soon, Peggy Morgenthau took Abel, who felt a little inexplicable, away from the couple of Jelinken and Fossloo.

After he was gone, Jelinken Fossloo couldn't help sighing deeply.

His wife reached out to hold him and comforted her husband softly:

"It's all right, Jay Lincoln. It's just a young man. We shouldn't have come to another party like this."

Jelinken Forsloo smiled wryly back, but quickly lifted his spirits.

He said, "It's good to have you, my dear."

The couple sweetly held hands.

Abel followed Peggy and came to Robert's small circle.

There are all old men and women in the small circle, and there are five people including Robert.

It appeared to be two older white couples, and Robert and his granddaughter.

"Good evening, Robert, good evening, gentlemen and ladies."

Abel, who came over, took the initiative to say hello to these old guys.

He didn't know them.

But Abel knew that none of the guys who could appear here tonight were simple.

"Hello, Mr. Smith. I'm Jackon Freelinghaysen, and this is my wife, Linda Freelingheysen."

Hearing that the other party's surname is relatively rare in the United States, Abel's heart moved.

He remembered that in the U.S. Congress, there was a congressman surnamed Freelingheisen.

The reason why his memory is so clear is because he knows the Frilinghaysen family.

It is one of the famous "Congressional Families" in the upper class of the United States.

The so-called congressional families refer to those families in which members of Congress often appear.

Statistics have shown that in one term of the US Congress.

On average, more than 17% of members of Congress come from a family of members.

There are more than 700 families in the United States, and at least two family members have been sent to Congress
Freelinghaysen is one of the best. They seem to have had five or six members of Congress.

Similar families include Harrison, Kennedy, Adams, Hamilton, Taft, and so on.

The United States announced to the world that they had abolished hereditary aristocracy long ago.

But they didn't tell the world, they did something else.

The effect is even better.

"Hi. Mr. Freelinghaysen, and Mrs. I'm Abel Smith." Abel smiled and shook hands with the other party.

Then there was another pair of old fellows, the other's name was Huck Taft.

After exchanging pleasantries, Jacken Freelingheisen said casually:
"Mr. Smith, are you friends with Jalineken Forsloo?"

Abe didn't know why he was asking, but he didn't know Jelinken Forsloo either.

Just when I came in, I just met.

The other party is so enthusiastic, it's just hard to get rid of it.

Abel was neither humble nor overbearing, and told the matter very generously.

Huck Taft laughed beside him and said:
"That's no wonder. After all, you are a young man. The main reason is that you are so good, Mr. Smith, that sometimes we forget your age. Forget your age, only a quarter of ours."

Jeken Frilingheissen also smiled and nodded beside him.

Abel smiled, wondering what kind of medicine these two old white men were selling in their stomachs.

Fortunately, there is an old acquaintance Mo Genso beside him, which will not make him feel bored.

It's the topic that the old men started talking about later, and many of them are about Capitol Hill.

The more he listened, the more bored he became, and he couldn't help chatting with Peggy Morgenthau.

"Peggy, it seems that every time Robert attends a reception, he will bring you with him."

"No. Sophia, Anna, and the others are sometimes brought out by grandfather. Usually, grandfather's female companions are us."

Robert Morgenthau's wife was long dead.

Since a few years ago, when the old man attended receptions and banquets, his female companions were replaced by his granddaughters.

But Peggy didn't say that she was indeed the one who was brought out the most.

She alone takes half of it.

Several other cousins, add up to as much as her
According to Robert, it was because Peggy was the smartest and most like him.

"That's right." Seeing the hot chat among the old men, Abel lowered his voice slightly, and whispered to Peggy.

"I always feel that you called me over from Jaylinken on purpose. Why?"

Peggy raised her beautiful eyebrows lightly, "Don't you know that in New York, Forsloo is a kind of taboo?"

"I don't know." Abel said bluntly, "I'm not from New York."

This set again.

Paige thought, but she still whispered:
"Now you know. Just remember to stay away from them in the future. It was Grandpa who asked me to call you over."

"Ok."

Abe made a note of this, though he didn't know why Forsloo was taboo in New York.

It's obvious that his ancestors were such a dick.

But when he thought about it carefully, he had been in New York for more than a year.

It seems that in the daily receptions and contacts, there are really no traces of Forsloo.

When we meet tonight, he will chat a little more.

Didn't expect it to look like there is still a problem?
"But just now, Bloomberg, why is he so enthusiastic about them?" Abel said suddenly.

"Probably because your friend, like you, doesn't know about it." Peggy said calmly.

Abel thought for a while, and felt that this possibility was really possible.

Bloomberg, this guy, is a Postborn, and his father was a clerk for a milk company.

This kind of background can only be regarded as a grassroots background.

Before, I was mainly in the business world, and it is possible that I did not understand some taboos.

The reception soon officially began, and Bloomberg came in.

About six to seventy people gathered in a spacious hall with an area of ​​over a thousand square meters, using the buffet mode.

That is, everyone walks through the reception, chatting and chatting with other guests constantly.

This is how the relationship is slowly accumulated, and this is one of the social models these people are most passionate about.

Abe wasn't bored either, and he chatted with Peggy occasionally, or with the guests who came to talk to him.

Today, as one of the new giants of Wall Street.

He also has a certain status in this kind of Zhengzhi reception.

What's more, if you really spend a long time in this kind of place.

These guests can easily know that he has a good relationship with the shrubs and mogenthau families.

If nothing else, just look at Robert Morgenthau's favorite granddaughter, who has been talking to him and you know it.

Halfway through the reception, Bloomberg ran around.

Finally came to this small circle.

By this time Jackon Frilingheissen and Huck Taft, the two old fellows, had gone elsewhere.

"Hey, Michael. You look really good tonight."

Against Bloomberg, Abe took the initiative much more.

"choke~"

Abel smiled and touched the other party with a red wine glass.

"Haha~" Bloomberg said with a smile: "The guests are so enthusiastic! Let me drink a lot of wine. I'm not in high spirits, but I think I'm getting drunk!"

Bloomberg has hosted such receptions several times since March.

But the previous few times, the status of the guests who came was average.

Until this time, the bigwigs in the New York party finally unified their voices.

As a party candidate, he finally got the full support of the New York Elephant Party forces.

This is how the arrival of guests of today's level.

What happened tonight was what Bloomberg had been waiting for a long time.

"Drinking is a good thing. But don't be greedy." The old donkey gang Robert Morgenthau suddenly laughed.

Yes, Robert has always been a donkey.

But can't the donkey party appear at the banquet held by the elephant party?

Not necessarily.

Not to mention that this reception is not exclusive to the elephant party.

Even if it is exclusive to the elephant party, it is normal for some donkey parties to appear.

After all, this is still the time of the donkey/elephant duality.

The era of all-out confrontation with the bewitched has not yet come.

These Abels are not in the mood.

He is interested in making money and increasing his influence.

Now that Bloomberg and Robert are there.

Abe wanted to talk about Hudson's Bay Yards again.

　Little Roosevelt's story is really interesting. If you are interested, you can check it out. I saw it on Bilibili and NGA.After reading it, it was an eye-opener. It was really an unimagined path, but it was a pity that it died before it was officially taken.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)