America's Road to Wealth

Chapter 375 Manhattan Project

"……goodbye."

After noon.

Looking at the Hearst sisters who were going to the Smith Tower and continued 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 Hurst sisters just now, everything was normal.

But 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 all he's been through, Abel has figured it out.

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

Such a smart battle, so many reversals, reversals and reversals.

Some are even very rough, such as the suicide method of being shot eight times in the back.

Many of these are fictional.

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

Abel wondered now what Hearst was up to.

It's easy for him to deal with knowing, and then consider whether to eat this pair of sisters.

But that's about it.

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 were once the two tallest buildings in the United States.

It is in ruins now, and since that incident.

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

It's okay to say in the indoor and car compartments with 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 the 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."

Under the escort of Edward and others, Abel sat in the Cadillac monster in the cold wind.

In the warm compartment, protected by advanced air filtration, the pungent odor is gone.

The convoy drove through the streets for about [-] minutes, mainly due to traffic jams.

The convoy arrived at its destination, New York City Hall.

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

The government of New York City 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 area, surrounded by Broadway, Park Row 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 New York City landmark.

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

But someone has been waiting here for a long time.

After the convoy was verified, it was 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 out of the car, his hair was actually all white, but he had been dyed all black, and he smiled and stretched out his hand to Abel from afar.

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

"I heard you made a fortune in Han Country. 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 laugh, leading Abel to 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 that, this place should still be Rudy Giuliani's territory.

But in reality, of course, this is not the case.

After the new mayor confirms victory and can take office.

In the last month, the new mayor's people 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, which is very detrimental to the work.

So generally speaking, 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 in the near future, you can start working immediately.

It's a nice little tradition here in New York.

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

Many of the people Rudy Giuliani left behind were hardcore figures on the Elephant side of New York.

If Bloomberg comes to power, 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.

Not to mention outside the United States.

Say it in the US.

Master Luo back then was like this...

So Master Luo had no choice but 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 ​​1214 square kilometers, 5 districts, and a total population of about 700 million.

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

He was a little curious, but he changed his mind.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 such places, and even live in white houses.

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

Even playing a game of "civilization" will do.

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

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

In name, it still belongs to Rudy Giuliani, but there are not many personal traces of the former mayor's 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 [-]th and [-]th 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.

Bloomberg has unceremoniously taken the seat that Rudy Giuliani has held for eight years, even before he has officially taken the oath.

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

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

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

"Cafe."

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

"Um... I didn't drink it. I like to drink it, just because it's not so bitter."

Bloomberg: "…"

After exchanging pleasantries, Abel turned his gaze away from the layout of the mayor's office in New York.

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

"Of course." Bloomberg's eyes are firm. "It's 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.

The document looks a bit aged, its paper is a little yellowed.

In the lower right corner of it, Abel saw the time: October 1989, 10.

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

Abel flipped through the second article and saw a simple overhead view of Manhattan on the left.

It is marked with "Map of Manhattan Hudson Bay 11 & 693 #147 plate" in large English letters.

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 consideration", "surrounding environment..." and so on.

Instead of flipping through the pages, he directly closed the files.

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

Bloomberg responded to his question with a slight nod.

"Yes. This is the official residence of New York City. The design company I invited 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 to himself that I would not need it, and in a few years, after the subprime mortgage crisis passed.

In order to find a new economic growth point in New York, 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 something in parallel time and space.

Now with Abel, the situation is naturally different.

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

He 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 1st, it will be carried out immediately. But what about Robert's side?"

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

Fortunately, we have already discussed it.

Many thorny little questions, as long as they were judicial, were referred to Robert Morgenthau.

To sum up, it is Bloomberg's administrative and official push.

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

Robert Morgenthau was in charge of solving judicial problems.

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

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

A lot of people might lose out, but who cares?
The Big Three in Manhattan wouldn't care anyway.There are many vested interests involved in it, and they don't care.

Come to Bloomberg's most important thing, after it's done.

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

What he said this time is Elizabeth's back garden, which will continue to hold a 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, 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 no choice but to let Bloomberg show his face with him, and continue to brush up on Isha show in the international arena.

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

He smiled and said, "The problem is that on December 12th, I'm not the official mayor yet. It won't be of much use 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? Let a deputy commander go to the underwear show? Only you dare to think about this kind of thing, and only you Dare to do it."

Cheney was George's second-in-command, nominal owner of the White House, and nominally the second most powerful figure in America.

If George had an accident in office, he would immediately become the No. 1 figure 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 the underwear show live, it doesn't fit well with its very serious tone no matter how you look at it.

If it weren't for the fact that the venue was held in New York, or if my allies insisted.Let alone this year, Bloomberg may not even participate last year.

Bloomberg doesn't think Cheney will agree to Abel's ridiculous invitation.

Abel also felt that the possibility was unlikely, but since he thought about it, he felt that he should try it.

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

Abel remembered this Mr. Cheney, he had 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 40 years old and looks very ordinary.

Whether it can be done 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, as well as 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 Xiaoxue.

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

The weather forecast also said New York would be milder over the Christmas period this year.

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

Thinking of 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 a meal with the Hurst sisters.

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

By now, Abel found that his work was basically 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.

In the end, the driver decided to drive the car to 65 East 138th 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 valued are not in Manhattan.

Even those celebrity ladies are not in New York.

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

Don't look at the drivers like Andy, 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, but if you make too many mistakes, you probably won’t be a driver.

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

Before getting out of the car, Edward, who had just used a satellite call to contact the rock security staff inside, 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 Li Fu was raising a baby in Han Country, and her belly was already 6 months old?
After realizing it later, she remembered that Li Xinyu was not just Li Fuzhen's older sister.

She seems to have a second sister.

(End of this chapter)