America's Road to Wealth
Chapter 432 Banquet Aftermath
Chapter 432 Banquet Aftermath
In the study, after Abel answered, there was another long silence among the three.
This kind of situation is relatively rare in the lifetime of the two old guys.
Tonight, the veteran members of the two federal advisory committees felt the first challenge since the new century.
Looking at the two old guys with extremely bad expressions and not saying a word.
Abel rose from the armchair of the French Regency sofa.
"I will represent Smiths Bank at the second regular meeting of the Federal Advisory Committee this year."
"I believe like Paul Warburg said -- [There can't be anything evil in it.]"
“At that time I will bring it up at the meeting. I believe that people from the San Francisco Fed and the Dallas Fed, and even people from other Fed banks, will be very interested in this proposal.”
"That's it, gentlemen. I went out. I haven't seen the host of tonight's banquet. It's a bit rude. I can't do this rude thing."
"I wish you two a pleasant party experience tonight."
Abel spoke to the two slowly, and at the end he raised his right hand, put his middle and index fingers together, tapped on his temple, and then lightly pointed to the positions of David Rockefeller and John Chris Morgan .
"Goodbye, gentlemen."
Under the warm and bright light, Abel turned and left with a bright smile.
In the comfortable study, only David Rockefeller and John Chris Morgan were left.
"This guy is very likely to do this. He is a very courageous guy. He is very similar to the previous Slade Wilson. But this guy has more confidence than Slade Wilson."
Looking at the closed door, after a long silence.
David Rockefeller spoke softly.
Opposite him, John Chris nodded slightly.
John Chris Morgan is actually the same age as Slade Wilson.
At that meeting that year, John Chris, as the younger generation of the Morgan family, attended on behalf of Morgan.
His memory of Slade Wilson's proposal at that meeting was still fresh.
"Then...maybe it can be like dealing with Slade Wilson back then?"
John Chris Morgan said softly.
David didn't respond right away.
Thirty years ago, Slade Wilson attended that meeting, which was actually the same as John Chris.
It is their elders, let them participate in the meeting of the Federal Advisory Committee, let them increase their knowledge.
But during the meeting, Slade Wilson suddenly fired a cannon, which was very powerful.
Afterwards, in order to calm down California, the thoughts in this regard.
On the east coast, some methods were quite useless.
As for the method, it is nothing more than coercion and lure.
"As I said, it's not quite the same."
David Rockefeller replied: "This nasty Dixie has a lot of initiative and influence on the southern side. It is much more powerful than Slade Wilson on the West Coast."
"We have to do what we did with Slade Wilson. We can't afford to pay less chips, but if there are more chips, we are reluctant. Things are very troublesome."
John Cleese also knew that David was right.
The core figure of the Morgan family suddenly became serious.
"Or...we could consider..."
John Chris touched his neck.
"Hehehe... no."
David Rockefeller sneered, then shook his head slightly:
"It's not necessary, and it's hard to do. Don't forget, this guy is a Dixie and has a relationship with Slade Wilson."
John Chris was silent for a while, and knew that his thoughts just now were a bit naive.
After all, he is the core figure of a consortium.
Even if he is very young, even within the consortium, there may be many people who still refuse to accept him.
But no matter what, although he is young, he is one of the representative figures of a consortium.
What an accident.
Even within the opposing consortium, there will be many people applauding.
But in terms of revenge and retaliation, even the enemies within the consortium will also share the same hatred and unite with the outside world.
This is a matter of principle.
It has been 236 years since the founding of the United States, and up to now, 9 major commanders have been assassinated, and 4 of them died due to the assassination.
However, for more than 200 years, very few core figures of the consortium have been assassinated.
Donkeys and elephants fight against each other, argue with each other, and even attack each other's personnel, which is actually not a big deal.
But to assassinate the core figures of the consortium, this is the bottom line issue within the class.
Someone actually did something like this, no one knows what will happen to America.
John Cleese knew this too.
The core figure of the Morgan family said this in a moment of brainstorming just now.
It's just that he has not changed his impression and concept of Abel.
John Chris still regards Abel as an important person on Wall Street, or an ordinary super rich man.
Rather than an equal to them, the core figure of the consortium.
The main reason is that Abel's rise is too fast.
It was almost time for everyone to react.
Already on an equal footing with them.
These people naturally need a process of adaptation.
No way, no way, John Chris Morgan just lay flat.
"Then tell what you think, David."
A long time ago, Rockefeller and Morgan used to be the two biggest competitors in the American financial circle.
The two sides have fought for decades.
If there is no accident, they will probably have been fighting until now.
But now, even Manhattan Chase Bank and Morgan Stanley have merged into Morgan Chase...
The confrontation between them naturally no longer exists, and the two sides have become close collaborators instead.
The accident that caused all this to happen was the former gentleman of the Roosevelt family who has been marginalized and forgotten among the top wealthy families in the United States.
Franklin Delano, who has to eat a capitalist every day, is too scary for capitalists and plutocrats.
It even forced everyone to unite to meet his challenge.
Under pressure from Franklin Delano, Rockefeller and Morgan joined forces.
This is how it is now.
John Cleese was only in his fifties, and David was in his late 90s.
David Rockefeller has held family power for more than 30 years.
John Chris Morgan had only been on the job for a few years.
Many times, when unanimously external.
John Cleese would be more willing to follow in David's footsteps.
"It's about those guys in California and Texas. The most important thing is Slade Wilson, does this guy really want to do it again?"
"We need to figure out these problems first, so that we can take corresponding measures to address these problems."
John Chris nodded, and he agreed.
"Chris, your health is much better than mine. Or...can I trouble you to go to California?"
"no problem."
Facing the challenges of newcomers in the new century.
The two giants of the Federal Advisory Committee quickly made a preliminary judgment.
As for Abel, when he walked out of the study, he immediately received the attention of hundreds of guests and guests in the banquet hall on the first floor below.
Everyone was looking at him just now, followed John Chris Morgan and David Rockefeller, upstairs and into the study.
Now that he's out, the two oligarchs haven't shown up yet.
Too many people want to know what they talked about in it.
A core member of a consortium representing Texas and parts of the South.
With a central figure representing much of the East Coast of the United States.
The dialogue between these two parties is enough to affect the domestic situation in the United States.
Compared with the vain white house.
The elites who can participate in this kind of banquet are more aware that the above-mentioned people are the real masters of this country.
Facing the elites of New York City or the East Coast, the collective attention ceremony.
Without changing his face, Abel found little Laura in the crowd, then smiled and waved to her.
Little Laura happily responded to him.
But Abel saw Peggy who was as beautiful as a lily standing beside her.
He immediately looked away and saw Bloomberg and Robert Morgenthau, who had already walked to the stairs on the first floor to wait for him.
Abel walked down generously.
"They asked me to invite you."
Robert, who greeted guests in other places just now, explained as soon as Abel came:
"I don't know what they want to talk to you about. But I thought it would be nice to have a chat, so I invited you."
To be on the safe side, Robert also specially asked Peggy to deliver the invitation letter.
Through Peggy, tell Abel that the two old guys above will show up, or they came here specially for him.
It's just such a small detail that there is no need to say it directly.
Robert believed that Abel must have understood this.
Since Abel is willing to come, it means that Abel can talk to the two above.
If he fell out with the two above, he couldn't blame Robert.
"I see……"
Abel smiled and patted Robert on the shoulder.
The old man is still quite tall, even if he is a bit rickety when he is old, he is still more than 1 meters.
When I was young, it was estimated to be 1 meters or even higher.
"I trust you, Robert. We're friends, we're partners, aren't we?"
Robert Morgenthau smiled and nodded: "That's right."
The ancestor of the Morgenthau family was the illegitimate son of the founder of Morgan, and it was true that he had a deep relationship with the Morgan family.
But now, it has been developed to the 4th generation.
The relationship between the two parties is indeed very close.But when there is a conflict of interest or a need for standing, this kind of blood connection is irrelevant.
What matters is the interests.
With the rise of Abel, his influence in New York City is extremely deep, and he has also created a landmark project that can affect the entire New York economy.
Robert also joined this project, and his investment is still very deep.
The sunk cost of investment is there, even if Abel has some conflicts with the Morgan family now.
Morgenthau will only choose neutrality at present.
Unless someone is willing to give Morgenthau greater benefits.
Or there was a real fight between the two sides, and one side lost in the battle, so Robert might be biased towards the winner.
Before that, Morgenthau was neutral.
Robert is now expressing this position of the Morgenthau family to Abel.
Of course Abel understood. He didn't like Morgenthau's approach, but he could understand it.
Any normal person would make such a judgment.
Abel looked at Bloomberg again, smiled and said, "It's not a big problem, some small things."
Bloomberg doesn't know whether what he said is true or not, but it's just that in this situation, the Oilers can't ask clearly.
The Mayor of New York could only smile and said, "Haha——everyone is curious, and I'm just curious too."
The three chatted a few more words before walking towards the crowd together.
Immediately, many people gathered around.
Among them was Elizabeth Holmes's father, a White House official, who had left in resentment.
At this time, many people found that the door of the study room on the second floor was opened.
David Rockefeller and John Chris Morgan walked out of it smiling.
David Rockefeller was still breezy and waved his hand downward.
"Looks like a good talk?"
The mayor of New York City, making judgments based on the expressions of the two men, whispered in Abel's ear.
"Their acting skills are very good." Abel pointed to the end.
Bloomberg was taken aback, but David and John Cleese had already stepped down.
It's not appropriate to ask again.
Many people surrounded him, and many people still walked through Abel's circle.
John Chris and David ignored the others, but walked towards Abel with a smile.
Abel also had a smile on his face, watching the two approaching with neither humble nor overbearing eyes.
"Oh, tonight, I'm really happy."
David Rockefeller laughed and said so loudly that his voice could be heard throughout the banquet hall.
"Because I saw Mr. Smith again, and had a nice chat with him. Didn't you, Mr. Smith?"
Abel raised his thick eyebrows, and under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people, he immediately smiled and said:
"Who can say otherwise? A great man in China once said, "Understanding, support and friendship are more important than anything else." ". I will modify it a little now to respond to you, Mr. Rockefeller—[Understanding, communication and friendship are more important than anything else.]"
David Rockefeller was still smiling, but John Chris next to him suddenly said:
"I know this sentence. This sentence was said by the person who founded Modern Huaxia. Mr. Smith, have you read his writings?"
"what--"
Abel winked at the two old guys:
"Sometimes we are best understood not by ourselves or by our friends, but by our...enemies. I'm sure you know what I mean."
"Hahaha..." John Chris laughed, "Well, what you said is so right. I forgot to tell you that I have read his works. I have to say that many of his words They all go straight to the essence, even an enemy like us must be in awe of him."
"That is one of the most dazzling stars that mankind has ever shone."
Abel smiled, raised his right hand, "Pa——"
He snapped his fingers, "Which gentleman or lady, can you bring me a drink or a grape juice fermented drink? I want to have a good drink with Mr. Morgan and Mr. Rockefeller."
"Oh, that's right. I want to have a drink too. I haven't used my share of drinking today. My doctor told me that I can drink at most one glass of red wine a day." David Rockefeller immediately followed suit with a smile explain.
John Chris Morgan smiled: "My personal doctor didn't tell me that I couldn't drink it. So give me a drink too."
The three giants wanted to drink at the same time.
Morgenthau glanced at the family butler, who had come over with three glasses of wine or red wine himself.
John Chris leaned closer, took the initiative to pick a cup, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.
"Silverwing dry white wine from Château Mouton Pauillac in Bordeaux, France, is very good."
Then Abel, then David Rockefeller.
The three of them held the red wine, and under everyone's gaze, they smiled and toasted and shouted "Cheers", looking happy.
Who would have thought that they were about to fight inside just now.
Anyway, they are outside now, so they can't tell at all, just now, the three of them were in the study, that kind of tense atmosphere.
It's just acting, not just those in Hollywood.
Many times, the people who want to live in the white house are just as good at it as Abel and his gang.
As Miss Elizabeth Holmes just said.
The Big Three gathered together, attracting everyone's attention like a black hole
The three older Mogenthau brothers who were supposed to travel around and entertain guests had to stay by their side all the time.
Abel, David, and John Chris didn't say a word about what they talked about in the study just now.
Everyone just chatted about which wine produced in the United States has better taste and which one has better flavor than wine produced in Europe.
Or talk about where to go on vacation is more comfortable.
Like Abel, he smiled and invited John Chris Morgan and David Rockefeller, and invited them to go hunting in Texas after a few months of good weather.
"New York, Massachusetts, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, these areas on the east coast were developed very early and were too crowded."
"The development of Texas is late. If possible, wait a few months. We will go to the wilderness of Texas to see if we can hunt some prey."
"Just like our ancestors when they first came here."
It's just that the prey of those ancestors were often the local aborigines...
Facing his invitation, David and John Chris smiled and neither refused nor accepted.
I also used this topic to chat about things related to hunting and guns.
While chatting, we talked about Abel's upcoming post as the chairman of the National Rifle Association.
The term of the chairman of the NRA Association is only one year, and it is re-elected every year, voted by 75 council members.
Last year, with the support of executive vice chairman Lapierre and former chairman Richard Lugar.
Abel was successfully elected as one of the new board members, and went straight to the sky, becoming the chairman of the NRA.
It's a pity that the chairman of the NRA Association has always been an honorary position.
In fact, Lapierre, the executive vice chairman, is actually in charge of the affairs.
After becoming the chairman of the board, Abel has not even been to the NRA's headquarters in Virginia until now...
If it weren't for the Smith Intelligence Group using this identity to help Abel do something, he would have mentioned it to him.
Abel almost forgot himself, he is the chairman of the NRA.
"Last year, I voted for you, Mr. Smith!"
John Chris Morgan laughed and said:
"There is a re-election this year. I still support Mr. Smith and support you to continue as the chairman. Otherwise, anyone in the association will be questioned by me."
"Ha——thank you in advance." Abel said with a smile.
Neither he nor John Chris Morgan took it lightly.
The chairman of the NRA Association, or a member of the board of directors.
Such an identity is also a very dazzling halo in the eyes of many upper-class Americans.
For those who want to be honest, these identities are even more rocket boosters.
For people like Abel now, or John Chris Morgan.
These identities are not even the icing on the cake.
At most, it can only be used for insignificant functions such as talking.
Like David Rockefeller, the old guy doesn't even count as an ordinary member of the NRA Association.
But if the old guy wants to make the NRA do something, what do you think the NRA will do?
At their level, it is no longer a certain position or honor to achieve them.
Instead, they, in turn, made these positions and honors more recognized by ordinary people.
(End of this chapter)
In the study, after Abel answered, there was another long silence among the three.
This kind of situation is relatively rare in the lifetime of the two old guys.
Tonight, the veteran members of the two federal advisory committees felt the first challenge since the new century.
Looking at the two old guys with extremely bad expressions and not saying a word.
Abel rose from the armchair of the French Regency sofa.
"I will represent Smiths Bank at the second regular meeting of the Federal Advisory Committee this year."
"I believe like Paul Warburg said -- [There can't be anything evil in it.]"
“At that time I will bring it up at the meeting. I believe that people from the San Francisco Fed and the Dallas Fed, and even people from other Fed banks, will be very interested in this proposal.”
"That's it, gentlemen. I went out. I haven't seen the host of tonight's banquet. It's a bit rude. I can't do this rude thing."
"I wish you two a pleasant party experience tonight."
Abel spoke to the two slowly, and at the end he raised his right hand, put his middle and index fingers together, tapped on his temple, and then lightly pointed to the positions of David Rockefeller and John Chris Morgan .
"Goodbye, gentlemen."
Under the warm and bright light, Abel turned and left with a bright smile.
In the comfortable study, only David Rockefeller and John Chris Morgan were left.
"This guy is very likely to do this. He is a very courageous guy. He is very similar to the previous Slade Wilson. But this guy has more confidence than Slade Wilson."
Looking at the closed door, after a long silence.
David Rockefeller spoke softly.
Opposite him, John Chris nodded slightly.
John Chris Morgan is actually the same age as Slade Wilson.
At that meeting that year, John Chris, as the younger generation of the Morgan family, attended on behalf of Morgan.
His memory of Slade Wilson's proposal at that meeting was still fresh.
"Then...maybe it can be like dealing with Slade Wilson back then?"
John Chris Morgan said softly.
David didn't respond right away.
Thirty years ago, Slade Wilson attended that meeting, which was actually the same as John Chris.
It is their elders, let them participate in the meeting of the Federal Advisory Committee, let them increase their knowledge.
But during the meeting, Slade Wilson suddenly fired a cannon, which was very powerful.
Afterwards, in order to calm down California, the thoughts in this regard.
On the east coast, some methods were quite useless.
As for the method, it is nothing more than coercion and lure.
"As I said, it's not quite the same."
David Rockefeller replied: "This nasty Dixie has a lot of initiative and influence on the southern side. It is much more powerful than Slade Wilson on the West Coast."
"We have to do what we did with Slade Wilson. We can't afford to pay less chips, but if there are more chips, we are reluctant. Things are very troublesome."
John Cleese also knew that David was right.
The core figure of the Morgan family suddenly became serious.
"Or...we could consider..."
John Chris touched his neck.
"Hehehe... no."
David Rockefeller sneered, then shook his head slightly:
"It's not necessary, and it's hard to do. Don't forget, this guy is a Dixie and has a relationship with Slade Wilson."
John Chris was silent for a while, and knew that his thoughts just now were a bit naive.
After all, he is the core figure of a consortium.
Even if he is very young, even within the consortium, there may be many people who still refuse to accept him.
But no matter what, although he is young, he is one of the representative figures of a consortium.
What an accident.
Even within the opposing consortium, there will be many people applauding.
But in terms of revenge and retaliation, even the enemies within the consortium will also share the same hatred and unite with the outside world.
This is a matter of principle.
It has been 236 years since the founding of the United States, and up to now, 9 major commanders have been assassinated, and 4 of them died due to the assassination.
However, for more than 200 years, very few core figures of the consortium have been assassinated.
Donkeys and elephants fight against each other, argue with each other, and even attack each other's personnel, which is actually not a big deal.
But to assassinate the core figures of the consortium, this is the bottom line issue within the class.
Someone actually did something like this, no one knows what will happen to America.
John Cleese knew this too.
The core figure of the Morgan family said this in a moment of brainstorming just now.
It's just that he has not changed his impression and concept of Abel.
John Chris still regards Abel as an important person on Wall Street, or an ordinary super rich man.
Rather than an equal to them, the core figure of the consortium.
The main reason is that Abel's rise is too fast.
It was almost time for everyone to react.
Already on an equal footing with them.
These people naturally need a process of adaptation.
No way, no way, John Chris Morgan just lay flat.
"Then tell what you think, David."
A long time ago, Rockefeller and Morgan used to be the two biggest competitors in the American financial circle.
The two sides have fought for decades.
If there is no accident, they will probably have been fighting until now.
But now, even Manhattan Chase Bank and Morgan Stanley have merged into Morgan Chase...
The confrontation between them naturally no longer exists, and the two sides have become close collaborators instead.
The accident that caused all this to happen was the former gentleman of the Roosevelt family who has been marginalized and forgotten among the top wealthy families in the United States.
Franklin Delano, who has to eat a capitalist every day, is too scary for capitalists and plutocrats.
It even forced everyone to unite to meet his challenge.
Under pressure from Franklin Delano, Rockefeller and Morgan joined forces.
This is how it is now.
John Cleese was only in his fifties, and David was in his late 90s.
David Rockefeller has held family power for more than 30 years.
John Chris Morgan had only been on the job for a few years.
Many times, when unanimously external.
John Cleese would be more willing to follow in David's footsteps.
"It's about those guys in California and Texas. The most important thing is Slade Wilson, does this guy really want to do it again?"
"We need to figure out these problems first, so that we can take corresponding measures to address these problems."
John Chris nodded, and he agreed.
"Chris, your health is much better than mine. Or...can I trouble you to go to California?"
"no problem."
Facing the challenges of newcomers in the new century.
The two giants of the Federal Advisory Committee quickly made a preliminary judgment.
As for Abel, when he walked out of the study, he immediately received the attention of hundreds of guests and guests in the banquet hall on the first floor below.
Everyone was looking at him just now, followed John Chris Morgan and David Rockefeller, upstairs and into the study.
Now that he's out, the two oligarchs haven't shown up yet.
Too many people want to know what they talked about in it.
A core member of a consortium representing Texas and parts of the South.
With a central figure representing much of the East Coast of the United States.
The dialogue between these two parties is enough to affect the domestic situation in the United States.
Compared with the vain white house.
The elites who can participate in this kind of banquet are more aware that the above-mentioned people are the real masters of this country.
Facing the elites of New York City or the East Coast, the collective attention ceremony.
Without changing his face, Abel found little Laura in the crowd, then smiled and waved to her.
Little Laura happily responded to him.
But Abel saw Peggy who was as beautiful as a lily standing beside her.
He immediately looked away and saw Bloomberg and Robert Morgenthau, who had already walked to the stairs on the first floor to wait for him.
Abel walked down generously.
"They asked me to invite you."
Robert, who greeted guests in other places just now, explained as soon as Abel came:
"I don't know what they want to talk to you about. But I thought it would be nice to have a chat, so I invited you."
To be on the safe side, Robert also specially asked Peggy to deliver the invitation letter.
Through Peggy, tell Abel that the two old guys above will show up, or they came here specially for him.
It's just such a small detail that there is no need to say it directly.
Robert believed that Abel must have understood this.
Since Abel is willing to come, it means that Abel can talk to the two above.
If he fell out with the two above, he couldn't blame Robert.
"I see……"
Abel smiled and patted Robert on the shoulder.
The old man is still quite tall, even if he is a bit rickety when he is old, he is still more than 1 meters.
When I was young, it was estimated to be 1 meters or even higher.
"I trust you, Robert. We're friends, we're partners, aren't we?"
Robert Morgenthau smiled and nodded: "That's right."
The ancestor of the Morgenthau family was the illegitimate son of the founder of Morgan, and it was true that he had a deep relationship with the Morgan family.
But now, it has been developed to the 4th generation.
The relationship between the two parties is indeed very close.But when there is a conflict of interest or a need for standing, this kind of blood connection is irrelevant.
What matters is the interests.
With the rise of Abel, his influence in New York City is extremely deep, and he has also created a landmark project that can affect the entire New York economy.
Robert also joined this project, and his investment is still very deep.
The sunk cost of investment is there, even if Abel has some conflicts with the Morgan family now.
Morgenthau will only choose neutrality at present.
Unless someone is willing to give Morgenthau greater benefits.
Or there was a real fight between the two sides, and one side lost in the battle, so Robert might be biased towards the winner.
Before that, Morgenthau was neutral.
Robert is now expressing this position of the Morgenthau family to Abel.
Of course Abel understood. He didn't like Morgenthau's approach, but he could understand it.
Any normal person would make such a judgment.
Abel looked at Bloomberg again, smiled and said, "It's not a big problem, some small things."
Bloomberg doesn't know whether what he said is true or not, but it's just that in this situation, the Oilers can't ask clearly.
The Mayor of New York could only smile and said, "Haha——everyone is curious, and I'm just curious too."
The three chatted a few more words before walking towards the crowd together.
Immediately, many people gathered around.
Among them was Elizabeth Holmes's father, a White House official, who had left in resentment.
At this time, many people found that the door of the study room on the second floor was opened.
David Rockefeller and John Chris Morgan walked out of it smiling.
David Rockefeller was still breezy and waved his hand downward.
"Looks like a good talk?"
The mayor of New York City, making judgments based on the expressions of the two men, whispered in Abel's ear.
"Their acting skills are very good." Abel pointed to the end.
Bloomberg was taken aback, but David and John Cleese had already stepped down.
It's not appropriate to ask again.
Many people surrounded him, and many people still walked through Abel's circle.
John Chris and David ignored the others, but walked towards Abel with a smile.
Abel also had a smile on his face, watching the two approaching with neither humble nor overbearing eyes.
"Oh, tonight, I'm really happy."
David Rockefeller laughed and said so loudly that his voice could be heard throughout the banquet hall.
"Because I saw Mr. Smith again, and had a nice chat with him. Didn't you, Mr. Smith?"
Abel raised his thick eyebrows, and under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people, he immediately smiled and said:
"Who can say otherwise? A great man in China once said, "Understanding, support and friendship are more important than anything else." ". I will modify it a little now to respond to you, Mr. Rockefeller—[Understanding, communication and friendship are more important than anything else.]"
David Rockefeller was still smiling, but John Chris next to him suddenly said:
"I know this sentence. This sentence was said by the person who founded Modern Huaxia. Mr. Smith, have you read his writings?"
"what--"
Abel winked at the two old guys:
"Sometimes we are best understood not by ourselves or by our friends, but by our...enemies. I'm sure you know what I mean."
"Hahaha..." John Chris laughed, "Well, what you said is so right. I forgot to tell you that I have read his works. I have to say that many of his words They all go straight to the essence, even an enemy like us must be in awe of him."
"That is one of the most dazzling stars that mankind has ever shone."
Abel smiled, raised his right hand, "Pa——"
He snapped his fingers, "Which gentleman or lady, can you bring me a drink or a grape juice fermented drink? I want to have a good drink with Mr. Morgan and Mr. Rockefeller."
"Oh, that's right. I want to have a drink too. I haven't used my share of drinking today. My doctor told me that I can drink at most one glass of red wine a day." David Rockefeller immediately followed suit with a smile explain.
John Chris Morgan smiled: "My personal doctor didn't tell me that I couldn't drink it. So give me a drink too."
The three giants wanted to drink at the same time.
Morgenthau glanced at the family butler, who had come over with three glasses of wine or red wine himself.
John Chris leaned closer, took the initiative to pick a cup, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.
"Silverwing dry white wine from Château Mouton Pauillac in Bordeaux, France, is very good."
Then Abel, then David Rockefeller.
The three of them held the red wine, and under everyone's gaze, they smiled and toasted and shouted "Cheers", looking happy.
Who would have thought that they were about to fight inside just now.
Anyway, they are outside now, so they can't tell at all, just now, the three of them were in the study, that kind of tense atmosphere.
It's just acting, not just those in Hollywood.
Many times, the people who want to live in the white house are just as good at it as Abel and his gang.
As Miss Elizabeth Holmes just said.
The Big Three gathered together, attracting everyone's attention like a black hole
The three older Mogenthau brothers who were supposed to travel around and entertain guests had to stay by their side all the time.
Abel, David, and John Chris didn't say a word about what they talked about in the study just now.
Everyone just chatted about which wine produced in the United States has better taste and which one has better flavor than wine produced in Europe.
Or talk about where to go on vacation is more comfortable.
Like Abel, he smiled and invited John Chris Morgan and David Rockefeller, and invited them to go hunting in Texas after a few months of good weather.
"New York, Massachusetts, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, these areas on the east coast were developed very early and were too crowded."
"The development of Texas is late. If possible, wait a few months. We will go to the wilderness of Texas to see if we can hunt some prey."
"Just like our ancestors when they first came here."
It's just that the prey of those ancestors were often the local aborigines...
Facing his invitation, David and John Chris smiled and neither refused nor accepted.
I also used this topic to chat about things related to hunting and guns.
While chatting, we talked about Abel's upcoming post as the chairman of the National Rifle Association.
The term of the chairman of the NRA Association is only one year, and it is re-elected every year, voted by 75 council members.
Last year, with the support of executive vice chairman Lapierre and former chairman Richard Lugar.
Abel was successfully elected as one of the new board members, and went straight to the sky, becoming the chairman of the NRA.
It's a pity that the chairman of the NRA Association has always been an honorary position.
In fact, Lapierre, the executive vice chairman, is actually in charge of the affairs.
After becoming the chairman of the board, Abel has not even been to the NRA's headquarters in Virginia until now...
If it weren't for the Smith Intelligence Group using this identity to help Abel do something, he would have mentioned it to him.
Abel almost forgot himself, he is the chairman of the NRA.
"Last year, I voted for you, Mr. Smith!"
John Chris Morgan laughed and said:
"There is a re-election this year. I still support Mr. Smith and support you to continue as the chairman. Otherwise, anyone in the association will be questioned by me."
"Ha——thank you in advance." Abel said with a smile.
Neither he nor John Chris Morgan took it lightly.
The chairman of the NRA Association, or a member of the board of directors.
Such an identity is also a very dazzling halo in the eyes of many upper-class Americans.
For those who want to be honest, these identities are even more rocket boosters.
For people like Abel now, or John Chris Morgan.
These identities are not even the icing on the cake.
At most, it can only be used for insignificant functions such as talking.
Like David Rockefeller, the old guy doesn't even count as an ordinary member of the NRA Association.
But if the old guy wants to make the NRA do something, what do you think the NRA will do?
At their level, it is no longer a certain position or honor to achieve them.
Instead, they, in turn, made these positions and honors more recognized by ordinary people.
(End of this chapter)
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