America's Road to Wealth

After the cocktail party, Abel and his family did not leave the white house.

Including several other families who are friendly to the Bush family.

Everyone checked into the white house and spent the night there.

This is not difficult, because in addition to the large commanding living space on the second floor.

The entire white house has a total of 136 guest rooms, which can accommodate twice as many guests.

This time Abel couldn't share a room with little Laura.

It still makes sense if we take a nap together at noon today. If they even sleep together at night, it will be somewhat problematic in the eyes of the Puritans who are not yet engaged.

So tonight, Abel slept alone again.

Early the next morning, he said goodbye to his parents and left at Washington National Airport.

Abel and little Laura went to New York, and the Alexanders returned to Texas.

On North Houston Street in Manhattan, little Laura and Abel were separated.

Little Laura is going back to New York University to make up for classes.

This little girl was originally a transfer student and skipped a grade. She kept asking for leave and her grades were a mess.

Although she is not afraid of not getting a diploma because of her status, she can't learn nothing in school.

She was determined to learn something so that she could help Abel in the future.

In order to achieve the purpose of concentrating on learning.

Before she and Abel separated, she even told Abel not to come to her for at least two months. She would spend time in the library and classroom every day to make up for what she had fallen behind.

Abel smiled and thought, even if he had heard of it, he bet that she must have been the one who couldn't help but come out to look for him first.

"Impossible! I am very determined this time!" said little Laura.

"Then let's make a bet?"

"What's the bet!! You may not win."

"bet"

Abel whispered something in her ear.

"Farke!"

Abel's words made little Laura, who had never uttered a curse word, unable to help but curse in front of him.

"Don't even think about it! Absolutely impossible! It's impossible, no way!" Her beautiful eyes widened.

"You are such a bastard! You can even say such a thing! Humph, don't even think about it!"

She coquettishly entered the school under the escort of the Secret Service and Rock Security staff.

Look at her jumping up and down, looking petite.

Abel, who was sitting in the car and looking at her back, finally landed on her very upturned breasts.

He felt that his request just now seemed a bit excessive.

"Too young. Regardless of age or body."

He thought for a moment and muttered:

"I guess only the two tall ones, Ikana and Liv, can bear it. Maybe I should find Angel Isa first? They have better endurance."

"Forget it. I'm not really a pervert."

"Let's go, Andy." He shouted to the driver in front of him, "Go to Charlie Brown's Pizza!"

The driver Andy agreed, turned the steering wheel, and the convoy entered the avenue of Manhattan.

Compared to before, Abel felt that Manhattan was much deserted now.

After that incident, Manhattan experienced a depression not seen in decades.

In the first few days, in addition to the locals living here, there were also rescue workers.

Some TV stations filmed that there were not even a few living people on the entire island of Manhattan.

So much time has passed and time has healed a lot, but the mental scars have not yet healed.

Many people are still afraid that such a disaster will happen again here.

This has made this small island, originally the economic center of the United States, somewhat depressed.

Abel's car, which had been stuck in traffic jams nine out of ten times here before, drove very smoothly this time.

It only took about ten minutes to arrive at Charlie Brown's Pizza in Lower Manhattan.

The location of the Twin Towers happens to be downtown.

After arriving here, there were more and more people, and we could see many loading trucks and workers wearing safety helmets working.

Workers are clearing the rubble, moving out large amounts of construction debris, and reorganizing the site.

At the rate of work of American workers in this era, this kind of work could last for several years.

However, due to the special situation, all Americans are now watching here, and the work efficiency is very fast.

When Abel arrived, he found that most of it had been cleaned up.

At least from a distance, you no longer need to see a large area of ​​ruins, but only a construction site-like place.

Get off the bus in front of the pizza place.

Abel noticed that the glass at the entrance of Charlie Brown's Pizza had obviously been replaced.

He knew this, Edward had mentioned it to him.

In that big incident last month.

Some debris from the collapsed building was shot everywhere, breaking a lot of glass and even sending some people to the hospital.

Some of the unlucky ones who were watching were directly smashed to death.

Charlie Brown's Pizza was not far away, with two pieces of debris hitting the door and the glass next to it.

No one was injured, but the glass door and glass wall were smashed.

Because Abel has bought the store, Charlie Brown is actually renting his store.

If there is any damage in this area, the old guy, the tenant, will of course go to Abel.

After Edward mentioned it, Abel asked Rock Security to pay for it and simply replace all the glass and doors of the store.

It was directly replaced with bulletproof double-layer laminated special glass, and the interior decoration was also redone.

This way, when he eats pizza here, he won't be afraid of being attacked outside.

The streets outside were deserted, but Charlie Brown's Pizza was open.

When Abel walked in, there were only the old guy Charlie Brown, the owner, and two waiters who were actually Rock security staff pretending to be in the store.

There is also a table of guests.

The guests at this table saw Abel coming in and waved to him.

It's Bloomberg.

Abel walked over with a smile and greeted this year's first candidate of the New York Elephant Party:

"Good morning, Michael. I didn't expect you to ask me to eat here. I thought I was the only one who liked this old guy's pizza."

At this time, Charlie Brown happened to come over with a pineapple pizza and placed it on Bloomberg's side.

When the old man heard what Abel said, he couldn't help but said:

"Hey, my pizza is the most delicious in New York! Mr. Bloomberg likes it too, and he comes here often!"

Bloomberg also smiled and affirmed: "Yes. I will come here to eat at least once a week. Charlie's pineapple pizza is so delicious that it suits my appetite."

"Haha~ Thank you for the compliment." Charlie Brown saluted Bloomberg elegantly and then left with dignity.

Abel complained about Bloomberg who started eating pineapple pizza:

"If the Italians in New York knew that you, the future mayor of New York, like eating pineapple pizza so much, do you think the Italians in New York would vote for you?"

It is said that the first pineapple pizza in history was made by Sam Panopoulos, a Canadian pizza chef from Greece.

It was in 1962 that he made the first pineapple pizza in history in the small town of Chatham-Kent, Ontario, Canada.

Later it became popular across Canada.

As we all know, Canada is a relatively large "state" in the United States.

Soon it spread here. Because it fits the sweet taste of most Americans, this pizza has become very popular here.

But this method of making pizza is considered heretical by Italy, the birthplace of pizza.

For Italians, eating pineapple pizza is intolerable.

This is probably as intolerable as a person from China's Sichuan province who sees the sweet "Strawberry Mapo Tofu" made in a neon cabinet.

After hearing what Abel said, Bloomberg, who also likes sweets and was eating enthusiastically with two pieces of pineapple pizza, couldn't help but pause.

You must know that the most popular place for Italians to immigrate to the United States is the eastern United States, especially New York, because this is a port city.

There are at least hundreds of thousands of Italians in Brooklyn, and there are even several Italian communities, which are more numerous than the Chinese here.

This can be seen from the fact that most of the early gang members in New York were of Italian descent.

Thinking of this, Bloomberg couldn't help but put down the delicious pineapple pizza in his hand.

"Okay, you seem to be right." Bloomberg said helplessly.

Abel shrugged: "Actually, I just said it casually. I don't know if the Italians really mind."

Bloomberg knew it too, but decided to give up pineapple pizza in the future just in case.

Compared with the huge benefits of becoming the mayor of New York City, a mere appetite is nothing to a person like him.

"When I came here just now, I felt that Manhattan was a lot depressed." Abel said softly.

Bloomberg nodded.

"That's true. As far as I know, there is definite news that more than 400 companies have decided to move out of Manhattan."

"So many?" Abel was surprised.

"There will only be more," Bloomberg said:

"Originally, the land prices in Manhattan are unbearable. The price of renting an office here can be enough to rent three in Queens. If it were to be in Brooklyn, it would be enough to rent five."

"In the past, moving out of Manhattan would make people doubt the company's strength. Now that this has happened, there is no better excuse to evacuate Manhattan at this time."

before big events happen.

Lower Manhattan has almost 20,000 residents.

In less than a month since the big incident, 10,000 people have left.

Many more people are leaving Manhattan, leaving it looking a bit depressed.

These ordinary citizens cannot be blamed.

Even the 500-meter-long Wall Street, the various commercial institutions in the surrounding buildings, city government departments, banks and insurance companies, and even these giants have chosen to move away.

No. 23 Wall Street, the former Morgan Chase Building, No. 37 Wall Street, the former U.S. Trust Company, No. 45, No. 63, the former Toronto Open Bank, the former Brown Brothers Harriman Trust Building, etc. These companies are all gone.

After that big incident.

Although some large financial institutions and banks still stand here on Wall Street today, it is no longer what it used to be.

The ruins not far away shrouded the five-hundred-meter street like a haze.

The whole of New York is in mourning right now, and Manhattan is where the sadness comes from.

Compared with places like Afghanistan, Syria, and Raqqi in the future, the misery of Manhattan is nothing.

But in the homeland, Americans have not been attacked for almost two hundred years.

The big incident this time was that they were slapped dozens of times in the face.

Not very harmful, but extremely insulting. At the same time, it also broke through their psychological defenses and let them know that the safest homeland can actually be dangerous sometimes.

In New York and Manhattan, which are facing this disaster, this sentiment is naturally more serious.

In panic, everyone will of course choose to stay away from Manhattan.

"Michael." Abel said softly, thinking about the depression around Manhattan: "Have you ever thought about writing an article about these things?"

"What do you say?" Bloomberg, like Abel, ordered another chicken pizza, and gave the pineapple pizza to his bodyguard next to him.

Although it's impossible to be that unlucky, it's still just a precaution.

After all, Mark Twain’s article was not written in vain, and many of the examples in it are true.

When campaigning, in order to win.

Both sides can accomplish many things.

Sometimes even something that seems to have a small impact can cause bad results.

"This is a situation where all Manhattanites, all New Yorkers, need a hero to come out. I think you can be that hero and that will bring you a lot of votes a month from now."

Bloomberg perked up after hearing this. In fact, his team also said this.

But for fear of self-defeating, Bloomberg was hesitant to take action and only did some due work.

For example, in front of the public, take the initiative to find ways to raise donations.

This actually works fine, but his competitors have done similar work.

If one person does it, it will look great, if two people do it, it will look like it should be done.

"Where do you think we should start?" Bloomberg asked.

"Your company hasn't left Manhattan yet?" Abel asked.

"No." Bloomberg shook his head.

Bloomberg's Bloomberg LP has three offices in New York.

One is the headquarters, located at 732 Lexington Street in Manhattan, occupying floors 2-29 and the basement level of the building.

After the big incident, Bloomberg actually thought about moving his headquarters out of Manhattan.

Billionaires are also afraid of death.

It's just that he is going to stand for election this year. If he leaves after something like this happens, he will probably be scolded by voters and attacked by his competitors.

So I just thought about leaving Manhattan.

"That's fine."

Abel said, "How about we go back to Manhattan?"

"Huh? How to do it specifically."

"You know, I bought the Smith Tower a few months ago."

"Not yet." Bloomberg corrected him: "The New York City government has rejected your request to change the name. It is still called the Woolworth Building."

Abel waved his hand: "It's okay. When you take over, it will be the Smith Tower."

Bloomberg fell silent.

If he could really succeed and just change his name, Bloomberg would certainly help.

"My plan is to move most of my company's headquarters from outside to Manhattan Island, and move them all into the Smith Tower!"

Abel looked at Bloomberg: "Let's make our battle bigger, publicize it better, and tell the people outside - when everyone was thinking about evacuating Manhattan, Abel Smith moved into Manhattan without hesitation, bringing him with him To all his companies and employees, what do you think of this stunt?”

"Very good." Bloomberg said helplessly: "But what does this have to do with me? Everyone will only look at you. Are you going to run for office?"

If that were the case, we wouldn't be friends.

"I don't want the freedom to eat pizza just to run for office."

Abel said firmly: "Of course it has something to do with you. Then I will give a speech in front of the Smith Building. We will bring the TV station and reporters. Then I will announce on the spot that it is with your persuasion and sincere invitation that we will Willing to move into Manhattan. How many votes do you think this can get you?"

Bloomberg suddenly became energetic. He felt that Abel's operation seemed possible!

Moreover, both of them own TV stations and have decent relations with media groups.

With some planning, we should be able to do this very well.

At this time, Abel was still saying: "In addition to this "Return to Manhattan", we can also launch a charity concert in your name. It will be almost a month before the big event happens."

"We can hold this concert in Times Square on October 11th or 12th. Then we will invite singers and celebrities from all over the United States to raise funds for the people who lost their lives in this tragedy."

"If we do it in your name, how many votes do you think you can get?"

"It goes without saying."

Bloomberg directly raised his hands and clenched his fists, and said with some excitement: "Just do what you said! But if I go to invite, I may not be able to invite many celebrities."

"Isn't there still me? I believe that with Smith Media and the significance of this matter, many people will be willing to come. At least..." Abel thought for a while:

"At least I can guarantee that Michael Jackson and Britney Spears will definitely appear!"

In fact, Bloomberg is not star-chasing. For a man of his status, what actress can't he play with?

But he doesn't have much influence in the entertainment industry, and he also knows the powerful appeal that star singers in the entertainment industry have on ordinary people.

If this concert could really be held in his own name.

Bloomberg feels that this will be of great help to his campaign work later.

Looking at Abel's handsome appearance, Bloomberg felt at this moment that the luckiest thing he had done in recent years was to become this guy's ally.

The owner of Bloomberg also expressed his position directly, "I will do everything you say. Dear Abel, you know, when I really succeed, I will definitely promote the Hudson Bay thing!"

"Pa~"

Abel snapped his fingers and responded with a smile: "Then it's settled."

After confirming these two things, the subsequent chat between the two became much easier.

After Abel said that he wanted to set up his own TV network.

Bloomberg also directly stated that all TV stations owned by Bloomberg can directly join Abel’s TV network through franchises and equity investments.

Of course, Abel couldn't ask for it. Several of Bloomberg's TV stations are targeting elite audiences in the United States.

In the past, both cable TV stations and several major giants have invited Bloomberg to join.

But he rejected them all.

Now that Abel's TV network doesn't even exist, Bloomberg wants to join.

This is the benefit of having allies.

Of course, the premise is that he can give Bloomberg the benefits he wants.

And Bloomberg happened to have what Abel wanted.

This kind of alliance relationship, coupled with a little personal affection, can be regarded as a stable alliance.

Even if Bloomberg is an idiot.

To some extent, he has a close relationship with Bloomberg.

This is also the reason why the Oilers never targeted him and even acted very friendly towards him even though he never expressed his stance.

Because Bloomberg is also an Oil man.

From this perspective, Abel now also has an oily component.