America's Road to Wealth

Bernie Ecclestone didn't have to wait until night to meet Abel.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Or the executive lounge on the fourth floor.

Bernie Ecclestone had just gone back to his room and lay down, his eyes closed not long ago.

With his hazy eyes open, he had to come here and look at Abel in front of him.

"Hello Mr. Ecclestone, I'm Abe Smith."

Abel did not go back to the room, but went to another hotel room to take a shower and change into a set of clothes.

He smiled and shook hands with Bernie Ecclestone.

Bernie Ecclestone responded: "Hello, Mr Smith. I'm Bernie Ecclestone."

After simple greetings.

Abel got straight to the point and said: "Mr. Ecclestone. To be honest, I asked you to come here this time because I didn't want to host the US station of the F1 Formula One race."

Hearing what Abel said, Bernie Ecclestone's hazy eyes suddenly brightened up.

This coquettish little old man whose hair was not completely white yet, but had dyed it all silver, couldn't help but say:

"Mr. Smith, what do you mean? Since you have no intention of taking over, what do you mean by calling me here from London?"

Are you playing with me?

Bernie Ecclestone thought unhappily.

"Gedson Entertainment has hosted F1 for almost three years. Except for the first year, it all suffered losses," Abel said.

"No one will do this kind of loss-making business soon. The same goes for Jedson Entertainment."

Bernie Ecclestone's face fell completely.

Bernie Ecclestone knows this too.

This is a headache for Bernie Ecclestone and the FIA ​​executives.

This is a bit like the example of FIFA being the person who cares most about the Chinese national football team besides the Chinese people.

F1 Holdings and the FIA ​​care more about American F1 racing than Americans.

Why, because the market is huge, because the huge market has not yet been developed, and because it is profitable.

"Mr. Smith, if you don't want to host the F1 US station, these things have nothing to do with you." Bernie Ecclestone said in an unhappy mood.

"If you want to host the F1 American Grand Prix, then I believe you will have a complete publicity plan. We will fully cooperate where F1 or FIA needs to be used."

Bernie Ecclestone said: "If it's something else, then I don't think you need to come to me."

"Mr. Ecclestone, the reason I'm looking for you is very simple."

Abel smiled, looked at Bernie Ecclestone, who looked a little unhappy, and said directly:

"I want to acquire F1 Holdings. I want to acquire F1. Mr. Ecclestone, do you think it is necessary to inform you about this?"

"What?"

Bernie Ecclestone thought he heard wrongly, "Mr. Smith, you said you wanted to acquire F1?"

Abel smiled and nodded.

Bernie Ecclestone laughed too.

"Mr. Smith, you deceived me from London just to tell me that you wanted to acquire my company?"

"First of all, I didn't lie to you." Abel said:

"I really want to host the F1 American Grand Prix. But there is a premise that F1 must be mine. Because only then will I invest enough resources to make the F1 American Grand Prix the most dazzling place for formula cars."

"Secondly. The F1 company is not yours, Mr. Ecclestone. You are at best a founder and manager. As far as I know, you only own about 13% of the shares."

Looking at Abel's expressionless look, Bernie Ecclestone took a deep breath.

This coquettish little old British man is also decisive.

Bernie Ecclestone actually stood up and said to Abel:

"Sorry. We have nothing to talk about if this is the case. Mr. Smith, I will not come to the United States next time. If you still want to cooperate with F1, then please come to me in London and I will invite you Drink good coffee.”

After saying that, Bernie Ecclestone turned and left.

Abel didn't stop him either.

After Bernie Ecclestone walked away, David Jones came up and said:

"BOSS, Miss Bush came to find you. But knowing that you were meeting guests, she went back to rest."

Abel nodded and asked David to go out and call Alan Baker in.

The chief core of the advisory group walked in.

Abel said directly:

"Bernie Ecclestone directly refused. It seems that there is no intention of selling at all. According to our previous plan, contact the shareholders of other F1 holding companies."

Allen bent down slightly: "No problem, I'll do it right away."

"Then go. Remember not to delay the matter of Smith Newspapers. It should be said, try to put more energy on the acquisition of newspapers." Abel ordered.

Compared to the irrelevant F1, Abel is more concerned about the acquisition of newspapers.

F1 and NBA are just entertainment projects for Abel, and they are just layouts for the commercial sports industry.

Abel is still very firm and clear about his main foothold and his basic base.

Abel didn't leave the box, but used No. 2's business mobile phone to call David Mellon.

During this time, the USD/NOK currency exchange situation has become increasingly weird.

The exchange rate remains at the original price without much change.

But the accumulated futures contract positions, as well as the funds in the plate, have reached a dangerous and terrifying situation.

And they ultimately affect the exchange rate stability of the entire Norwegian krone.

Let this country's sovereign currency, in the exchange with other currencies, also have a weird situation like the US dollar.

There has already been a financial crisis in Norway, and there is talk that it is about to start in the Kingdom of Norway.

The weird and calm exchange rate price has affected the import and export of goods in the Kingdom of Norway. More oligarchs are already watching the fat and oily Nordic star of the Kingdom of Norway.

One wrong move and this country will be in danger.

In this situation, no one on Wall Street can tell what is going on.

The same goes for the people at Smith Capital, only Abel knows the ending.

After knowing the general situation of USD/NOK, what Abel asked David to do was to continue to stand still.

The time has not come.

After hanging up the phone, Abel returned to the executive suite on the top floor.

The next day, around ten o'clock in the morning.

In the room of the sisters of the Li family, on the soft and huge sofa in the living room.

Li Xinyu's favorite place to lie down these two days.

".Wooooow."

"I'm dying."

There was a long whimper.

Then there was the sound of a woman breathing heavily for air in the living room.

Abel fondly stroked Li Fuzhen's smooth back.

"Hey, isn't that the way to go? We still have a full day today."

he said with a smile.

Compared to him, Li Fuzhen's body was relatively petite, lying limply on his body.

"All day? No, I'll die."

Li Fuzhen's voice was as gentle as ever, but it was even more charming, as if her voice was just fished out of the water.

Soggy.

Abel smiled without answering, but brought up another matter.

"How many shares of Samsvng Group do you still hold, your father?"

The woman who had just had a good time with him was slightly taken aback when she heard his question.

Li Fuzhen tried her best to raise her head, and looked up at him from below: "Why are you asking this?"

The Samsvng Group founded by Li Fuzhen's grandfather is the largest enterprise group and the largest consortium in Han Country, and even has a strong influence in the world.

Samsvng Group owns more than 80 enterprises including Samsvng Electronics, Samsvng Products, Samsvng Heavy Industries, and Samsvng Electric, covering many industries such as electronics, semiconductors, shipbuilding, chemicals, construction, and even military industry, with strong strength.

Some people say that Samsvng is the only thing Han people can't live without.

The Li family, which controls this huge group, is of course the largest family in Han Country.

But if you look at it from a higher level, you will find that the Li family of the Samsvng Group is a high-end wage earner.

Because the shares of Samsvng Group controlled by Li Fuzhen's father have been only about 2% since the Hanguo financial crisis in 1997.

"I know it even if you don't tell me." Abel smiled and said to Li Fuzhen, "Your father's shares are only 2%, but he has very high voting rights."

Li Fuzhen remained silent.

This is the pain of the Samsvng Li family.

In the last century, when she was just twenty years old.

She was full of energy, and it was also the time when the Li family of Samsvng was at their most energetic.

At that time, Samsvng had just gotten out of the stage of providing low-end support for Neon people and began to have its own upstream industry and advanced patented technology.

Li Fuzhen's father was ambitious and clamored within the family and the group to lead the Samsvng Group to become the world's top company.

When the Americans eccentrically suppressed the Neon people and deliberately supported the Han people.

Lijia and Samsvng did it. They have reached the forefront of the world in the electronics and semiconductor industries, made a lot of money, and made the group bigger and bigger.

Then there are Americans who raise pigs and think they can kill pigs for meat.

Han Guo's financial crisis came unexpectedly.

In that crisis.

Han Guozheng's government is trying to save the economy, and even encourages women all over the country to sell gold and silver jewelry and buy stocks and national debt to support the national economy.

The mantis arm of the Han people to block the car was not of much use. After all, the national power was there. After all, their rise was originally supported by the pig farmers and fed the pigs.

There are only two countries that Americans cannot conquer.

One of them has not been cut yet, but it has already hung on the southeastern branch. The other one is very thin now, and Americans are in no mood to cut him off.

It’s only when it’s time to cut that you realize you can’t cut anymore.

Other countries, especially raised countries like Han and Neon.

That's not just cutting off whatever you want.

The wealth accumulated by Han people through decades of hard work was wiped out by the surging wave of US dollars launched by the Americans.

The Li family, which originally firmly controlled the Samsvng Group, also completely lost control of the Samsvng Group during that crisis.

The dignified founder and chairman only holds 2% of the group company's shares.

This made Li Fuzhen's father almost sick at that time.

Fortunately, Americans at this time had strong national power.

As soon as I cut off a large piece of meat from my own dogs and pigs, I immediately supplemented them with some nutrients and feed to let them recover and continue to grow meat.

The Samsvng Group, which has changed its boss, has a better opportunity than Neon People.

Those companies controlled by the Hanguo chaebols can easily enter the North American market without being pursued or intercepted.

We can also get help from American capital in the global market.

This is Neon's company, and there is no treatment at all.

The plutocrats of Han State were all relieved that they had not been completely defeated.

But the result is that the money their company makes has nothing to do with them.

Like the Li family of the Samsvng Group, the chaebols who control this country are nothing more than white gloves placed by the Americans in the Han Kingdom.

Samsvng Group is still a Hanguo enterprise, and control is firmly in the hands of the Li family. But most of the profits flowed into the pockets of American capital tycoons.

It is not wrong to say that Samsvng is working for the United States. In addition, Samsvng’s global development cannot be separated from the “support” of American capital.

This is why the person in charge of the group passed away. In order to pay the inheritance tax, his son and sister Li Fuzhen had to sell a lot of shares for cash so that they could pay the inheritance tax.

The reason is that the Li family really doesn’t have much money, and all the money the Li family makes goes into the pockets of American capitalists.

The Li family are just the top wage earners in the world.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Li Fuzhen asked softly.

"Are you interested in returning to the Kingdom of Han to be the queen?" Abel hugged her, his hands just full.

This made Abel feel a little unbelievable.

His hands are very big, so big that he can easily catch a basketball with one hand.

Such a big hand could only hold Li Fuzhen just full.

This can prove her stalwart.

Li Fuzhen is like this.

Abel couldn't even imagine Li Xinyu, who looked even older than his sister.

"Go back to Han Kingdom to be queen?" Li Fuzhen was startled.

Of course, Han Guo and their relatives in the north no longer have a royal family.

Without the royal family, of course, there would be no queen.

Li Fuzhen is a smart person, so she naturally knew that Abel was just referring to him.

"What do you mean?" She was nervous and expectant.

It's best to be what you think, so that your efforts will not be in vain.

Li Fuzhen thought to herself.

"I'm already gradually acquiring some shares of the Samsvng Group." Abel said with a smile while holding his hands full:

"My current holdings have surpassed your father's. Although it is only preferred shares, I don't have much say. But if it reaches a certain level, and I am still an American, I think your father will have to reuse your shares. .”

Abel's words were quite subtle.

But Li Fuzhen had already understood, she knew what Abel meant, which was what she thought.

After realizing this. Even with her forbearance and coldness, she couldn't help showing a joyful expression on her face at this moment.

"What you said is true?" Li Fuzhen let him grab her, even if it hurts, she didn't say a word.

"But my father doesn't allow him to allow me, a daughter of a corrupt family, to let him..."

Li Fuzhen continued to speak, but was interrupted by Abel.

"Let you go back. Go back as a representative of the board of directors, or even as a director." Abel said: "You don't need your father's consent. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood." Li Fuzhen smiled charmingly.

She understood what Abel meant from the beginning, but she was just not sure, worried that Abel was playing with her—well, she had already been played.

What she was worried about was that Abel was playing with himself and teasing himself with words.

Seeing Abel's positive attitude now, Li Fuzhen breathed a sigh of relief, and was sure that Abel really meant it.

"Honey." Li Fuzhen's tone was even more greasy than before, "I will definitely not disappoint your expectations. Even if I go back to Han Country, I will do whatever you want me to do. Everything about me is yours , everything, everything!!"

Seeing the beauty's coquettish appearance, Abel smiled.

He wants the influence and control of the Samsvng Group. Li Fuzhen, he wants too.

It would be even better if Li Fuzhen could indirectly control the Samsvng Group.

Thinking of this, she looked at Li Fuzhen who had become extremely charming under her because of her promise.

He naturally enjoyed it again.

Li Xinyu and Little Laura went to watch the game. Today is the whole day, and I have time.

Today is destined to be another tiring day for Li Fuzhen.

In the afternoon, Li Xinyu and Little Laura came back from watching the game.

Li Xinyu once again saw her sister lying down in the room resting, weak.

Fortunately, Li Fuzhen did not close the door this time.

Li Xinyu, who cared about her sister's health, could go to her room to see her.

"Oni. What's the matter with you? Are you feeling unwell?" After Li Xinyu came in, she looked at Li Fuzhen who was resting on Simmons with a tired face and asked.

"And why was the outside cleaned again? Didn't it just be cleaned in the morning? It was like this yesterday."

Compared with Li Xinyu's voice, it is full of vitality.

Li Fuzhen's voice sounded like she had no strength, and it sounded very tired.

She was in good spirits, and smiled softly at her sister, "You know, Ernie, I love to be clean the most."

"Then there's no need to wash it two or three times a day." Li Xinyu said strangely:

"And sister, you were like this yesterday. You looked exhausted. Are you really not sick? If you just sprained your ankle, you wouldn't be so tired, would you?"

Li Fuzhen thought that if she just had a sprained foot, she would certainly not be so tired.

The reason why I was so tired at first was indeed "cracks in my feet", but it was no longer the case later on.

"It's fine." Li Fuzhen responded to her sister with a smile, "My body is clear on its own. My spirit is very good, but my body is a little tired. I'm going to do that."

In fact, no, if we come to that, we won’t be able to be so intense in the morning and noon.

This is Li Fuzhen's new excuse to deal with her sister.

"Oh oh oh, that's it. Unnie, then you need to have a good rest."

Li Xinyu is also a woman and immediately understood what her sister meant.

It seems that their family has a bad inheritance in this regard.

The three sisters all suffer from dysmenorrhea, especially Li Xinyu.

This disease usually requires injections to enlarge the belly and then give birth.

It's usually fine after that.

If it's still not healed, keep taking injections.

Having more children can often greatly improve things.

Seeing her sister's innocent look, Li Fuzhen breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to say something, he distracted his sister and asked Li Xinyu to go out.

As a result, Li Xinyu said "Hey" again.

"Huh?"

Li Xinyu approached Li Fuzhen, and in her sister's puzzled eyes, she pointed at the red mark on Li Fuzhen's neck that was half blocked by her collar.

"Unnie, what's wrong with your neck? Why is it red and hurt?"

Li Fuzhen was startled, then quickly pulled up the quilt to cover her neck.

"Ah, it's nothing." Li Fuzhen forced a smile and said:

"It's just a cosmetic allergy. I used cosmetics made in the United States and I got allergic."

"Oh." Li Xinyu didn't doubt that he was there, mainly because she hadn't experienced it yet, and her tutoring was relatively strict, so she didn't know how to grow strawberries.

Li Xinyu also wanted to say a few more words to her sister.

Li Fuzhen was afraid that she would be exposed if she stayed here any longer, so she thought of several excuses and finally sent her away.

After Li Xinyu left, Li Fuzhen came down and locked the door.

Then Li Fuzhen came to the bathroom with her hands and feet weak.

She stood in front of the bathroom mirror and opened her top, revealing a strawberry field full of strawberries inside.

"Good and bad guys are everywhere. If you are not careful, your secret will be revealed."

Li Fuzhen was a little distressed, but she was more excited about being able to return to her country and become the queen, and there was also a little bit of sweetness in the excitement.