America's Road to Wealth

About an hour and a half later, the Gulfstream G400 arrived in New York.

The airport where the plane landed this time was not JFK International Airport.

This is the busiest time at JFK International Airport.

It takes about ten minutes to land there.

And during this time, after leaving the airport, the road will be jammed for a while.

So the Gulfstream G400 landed at another airport in Queens, LaGuardia Airport.

It's actually closer to Manhattan than JFK International Airport.

Probably about eight miles or so.

It's just that Delta Air Lines does not have a terminal here. Its planes land here and need to communicate in advance.

This time Abel was in a hurry, so Delta Airlines contacted LaGuardia Airport.

So we landed here.

Outside LaGuardia Airport, Andy, one of Abel's drivers, and several other bodyguards from Rock Security.

He has already driven the car and is waiting for him here.

After getting in the car, I was speechless all the way.

The motorcade arrived at the downstairs of the building where Smith Capital is located at five o'clock in the evening.

When he arrived at Smith Capital, Caroline and David Mellon were already waiting for him.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

After coming in, he said expressionlessly.

"But now I'm back. Ms. Caroline, please tell me everything you know."

Caroline nodded emphatically and continued:

"The matter was cleared up. I even troubled my uncle about it."

After hearing her talk about her uncle, Abel looked at David Mellon.

The latter shrugged, indicating that it was what Abel meant.

Caroline's full name is Caroline Jonde Rehnquist.

Her middle name doesn't matter, it's her last name that matters.

More importantly, the current chief justice of the United States is named William Habs Rehnquist.

Rehnquist was Caroline's uncle.

Rehnquist's status. Let's put it this way, before every new commander-in-chief takes office.

All must swear an oath based on the Bible before Rehnquist or his predecessor.

And the position of Rehnquist, once held, is lifelong.

It means to do it to death.

This also makes this position, up to Rehnquist, only sixteen in total.

Unlike the Grand Commander-in-Chief, those running for the 43rd and 54th terms this year are already in office.

"Okay. What's the real situation?" Abel asked.

Caroline even brought out the giant Buddha to endorse it, but Abel could only choose to believe it.

“According to Robert Morgenthau.

He said that this investigation was a "tribute" that some people forced him to pay you. "Caroline said.

"A compliment?"

Abel frowned.

"Like I said before.

Mr. Smith, when it comes to trading on Wall Street, everything is too "smooth" and too "sophisticated".

You scare some people. "Caroline said.

"Some people feel that young people should be warned."

"Robert owed them a favor and was forced to do this."

After saying this, Caroline fell silent.

She also felt that this matter was a bit ridiculous, but she thought of the behavior of the people on Wall Street.

This could really be the case.

This was as far as she could investigate and try her best.

As for the truth, Caroline felt that she was not a detective.

There was nothing she could do.

"Ha~"

Abel found it funny and wary.

In fact, ever since I more or less understood the nature of Wall Street.

He has always been wary of this kind of thing and has been paying attention to this kind of thing.

That's why I have always been so low-key and tried my best not to offend anyone.

I don't want to make more money, so I try to be cautious.

He thought that being so cautious was enough to keep a low profile.

Unexpectedly, even with such a low profile, it still aroused the vigilance of these people.

"call"

Abel let out a breath.

Although he felt that things might not be that simple.

But at present, this explanation is the most likely.

Sometimes, don’t underestimate the intelligence of these Wall Street hyenas.

That kind of business war with high IQ, where one step counts a hundred steps, and all kinds of conspiracies and intrigues are hidden and reversed.

Usually it only exists in TV series, movies, or novels.

Business wars in reality are more about returning to nature.

What seems stupidest and simplest is actually the most effective.

These Angsa guys, the descendants of these robbers.

Rather than conspiracy, they prefer to get straight to the point and cut straight to the point of death.

The search warrant for the A-Dong Manor announced by Fobole later was forced to show it to the public, but 99% of it was blackened out.

The excuse was "it's a matter of national security."

I don't even act like that, it's direct and simple.

This is Angsa's political struggle, which has no sense of art at all.

Reflected in business struggles, several Wall Street executives jump off buildings every year.

And basically every year, one or two Fortune 500 American company executives either jump from a building, are shot eight times in the back, or die for other messy reasons.

It's so unpretentious.

"Okay." Abel said, "So... Prosecutor Robert Morgenthau, what does this mean now?"

"It still means that. Robert said that there will be no further disturbances in this matter.

Those two people can be released the day after tomorrow at the latest. "

"And the information and ledgers that were taken away from Smith Capital will also be returned intact."

"Everything will be calm again."

Caroline replied.

"Regaining peace?"

Abel smiled silently, then looked at David, "David, tell me.

If this happens, what impact will it have if we are a listed company? "

"If the stock price falls, the risk rating may also be lowered. Shareholders and investors, as well as LPs, will also be confused."

David Mellon shrugged: "It is a very bad thing that has a great impact."

"You're right." Abel nodded, and then looked at Caroline again.

The latter frowned slightly and looked at him with blue eyes.

He said, "It's just like David said. It's hard to calm down about this."

This time, Abel made up his mind and decided not to keep a low profile anymore.

He looked at Caroline.

“Ms. Caroline, I have a big deal for you.

I just don’t know if you dare to accept it or if you are willing to accept it. "

Caroline looked at his serious look, matching his appearance.

This 40-year-old legal woman couldn't help but comment -

If I were twenty years younger, I probably wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Mr. Smith, what do you mean?" Caroline asked.

"I'm suing the Manhattan District Attorney's Office."

Abel faced Caroline and said proudly: "I want to launch a lawsuit. I want to sue Robert Morgenthau."

"Forehead"

After hearing his words, Caroline's reaction was very indifferent.

She said calmly: "You mean - sue Robert Morgenthau?"

After finishing speaking, she thought for a moment and added: "In what name? I mean, sue Robert Morgenthau for what?"

In the United States, prosecutions are all too common.

Go up to the commander, go down to a random truck driver on the side of the road.

In a year, it is estimated that there will be one or two lawsuits.

According to Bloomberg statistics, the number of federal and state cases reached 84.43 million in 1999.

Among them, the federal courts account for 5% of the cases, and the rest are handled by the 50 states and the capital DC, the unorganized territory of Puerto Rico and the island of light.

Based on the population of 275 million in 1999, there was almost one lawsuit for every three people in the United States.

In the United States, litigation is extremely common.

If you don't file a lawsuit for several years, you will feel like you are no longer American.

Prosecutors like Robert Morgenthau and his prosecutor's office are estimated to be prosecuted at least hundreds of times a year.

Caroline now has a business to sue the Manhattan District Attorney's Office.

The prosecution of Robert Morgenthau is not a big deal, the important thing is the name under which the prosecution is carried out.

Looking at Caroline's calm look, Abel also realized this.

Damn, this is not China, this is A Chou.

Here, it seems, except for the justices at the top.

There is no one who does not face lawsuits.

After thinking about it, he said: "It doesn't matter what the name or the charge is. What's important is that Robert knows who is behind it."

"More importantly, I want to let the other party know my attitude."

This time, Abel decided to use the power of green paper to hurt people.

Even if it harms others and does not benefit himself, he still has to express his attitude to the outside world.

He, Abel Smith, although he keeps a low profile, has always abided by the law and paid taxes on time.

But he, Abel Smith, is also a billionaire!

He is still young and has the support of the NRA association behind him.

A young rich man with terrifying cash flow!

"David."

Abel looked at David Mellon again, who saw such a serious expression on Abel's face for the first time.

David Mellon's face also became serious.

"I am here."

“Later, I want you to contact major law firms across the United States.

I hope you can contact no less than twenty law firms, and they must be the top twenty. "

Abel said.

David Mellon heard it, opened his mouth silently, and then looked at Caroline next to him.

"Mr Smith."

Caroline responded, saying, "What do you mean?"

Abel smiled and said to her: “Of course, Ms. Caroline’s law firm is also included.

Also, I hope, Ms. Caroline, you can take the lead this time. "

"Mr. Smith, what do you want to do?" Caroline frowned.

"What do I want to do?" Abel smiled, "I want twenty of the best lawyers in the United States to sue the Manhattan District Attorney's Office at the same time!

The name of the prosecution is not important, nor is the party suing.

It is important to prosecute Robert Morgenthau and his office. "

Except for the Smiths, for now.

David Mellon is arguably the person who best understands Abel’s character and way of doing things.

After hearing what Abel said, David vaguely understood what he meant.

David couldn't help but said: "Are you serious?

If this is really such an exaggeration, the legal fees will be astronomical. "

Caroline was not stupid. Seeing David's reaction, she also reacted and looked at Abel seriously.

"I was serious.

Of course I mean it. If necessary, I could write a check for $100 million right now. "

He looked at Caroline's shocked and helpless eyes, "Is one hundred million dollars enough?"

"That's enough." Caroline said expressionlessly, "With this kind of money, we can already hire more than the first twenty people."

“Then keep half and use half as legal fees.

Get as many lawyers as possible and sue Robert Morgenthau. "

“The other half stays as a bonus.

Whoever sues successfully will get the corresponding bonus. "

"It makes more sense to allocate it like this, don't you think, ma'am?"

David couldn't help but said: "This is really crazy."

Abel calmed down and took out his most powerful weapon that he had thought of on the plane.

Instead, Abel breathed a sigh of relief, and he changed his stance in front of David and Caroline.

He walked back to his office chair and lay lazily on the chair.

"Huh~"

He exhaled softly and said: "I can't help it, I'm still young, I'm only twenty years old.

It is known to all the world that young people have short tempers.

Since being low-key can't make them let me go, then I swear, I will never be low-key again! ! "

"David." He suddenly said to David Mellon: "How is the newspaper purchase going?"

"Uh" David Mellon was startled by his jumping words, and then he reacted:

“Negotiations are ongoing.

There are two mid-sized newspapers that are willing to sell.

Currently negotiating the price. "

“No need to talk about price.

Just follow their current price and buy it first.

I want them to be mine tonight. "Abel was expressionless.

David looked at his appearance, hesitated, and nodded: "I understand."

New York's legal female satan looked at Abel, then at David, and finally Caroline's eyes were on Abel.

She said: "Mr. Smith, if you do this, you will make a big hole."

"Madam, do you refuse?" Abel smiled.

"call"

Caroline also exhaled softly, then smiled: "As a lawyer, who can refuse such an invitation?"

"That's right."

Abel laughed.

The more he smiled, the happier he felt.

The more he smiled, the faster the irritability he felt on the plane disappeared.

He wanted to say a word to Robert Morgenthau and those malicious Wall Street hyenas.

That is--

The uncle originally planned to get along with you as a cash cow, but what he got in exchange was alienation and arrogance. Stop pretending, I can cheat, I show my cards.

The power of green banknotes, take up the challenge!

The next day,

It was September 11, 2000.

A magical day.

This day is Wednesday, which happens to be the day when the New York Observer magazine is published.

The New York Observer has been owned by Arthur Carter for more than 20 years.

Although the newspaper has a circulation of only 50,000 copies per issue, this does not affect its important position in the New York area.

The New York Observer, as its name suggests, has always been one of the must-read publications for New York socialites, literary and political circles.

As the Manhattan District Attorney, he is also an old New Yorker.

Robert Morgenthau came from a prominent East Coast political family.

I have always been a loyal reader of this weekly.

Robert's Office, every issue of the New York Observer never fails.

At work, Robert has been working hard for twenty-five years.

Except for daily vacations, I have never been absent from work.

Even at the age of eighty, Robert still loves his job.

Just like today, at nine o'clock in the morning, Robert came to the Manhattan District Attorney's Office on time.

With a smile on his face, he responded to the greetings and salutes of his subordinates and walked into his private office.

Not long after he walked in, there was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in," Robert said.

The door opened, and in came his granddaughter, Peggy Morgenthau.

The young prosecutor's assistant was holding a tray in one hand with a cup of coffee on it.

The other hand held several newspapers and magazines.

She walked in with a smile, and under the latter's doting gaze, she placed coffee, magazines, and newspapers in front of Robert.

"Dear Mr. Prosecutor, I have prepared your coffee and newspaper for you."

"Oh~"

"Honey~"

Robert said dotingly: “You are always so considerate.

If John and George were half as well-behaved and smart as you, I would have retired ten years ago. "

The John and George mentioned by Robert were his two sons.

George is Peggy's father.

Peggy smiled and said, "Your Excellency, this is the office.

Here, I am just one of your assistants, not your granddaughter.

So I won't talk to you about these things here. "

"Of course.

If you must talk, Peggy Morgenthau,

Your granddaughter will also be happy to discuss these household matters with you. "

Obviously what Peggy said was not humorous at all, but Robert couldn't help laughing.

"Haha~"

"Okay, little clever. You go to work." He said with a smile.

Paige smiled and nodded in agreement, turned around and left her grandfather's office, closing the door behind her.

Robert picked up the coffee and took a sip.

The temperature, sugar content and taste were all just right, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Huh~"

Then, he slowly picked up the newspapers that Peggy had prepared for him.

He flipped through it casually and happened to pull out a copy of the New York Observer.

He pulled out the weekly magazine and placed it in front of him. He took another sip of coffee and looked at the newspaper.

Soon, the newspaper headlines caught his attention.

"Huh?"

Robert frowned slightly and softly read the very long headline on the front page of today's "New York Observer".

""The New York Dream Illuminating into Reality - Philanthropist, Financier, Investor, Legal Taxpaying Citizen, Good Citizen of New York City, and Good Friend of the New York Police, Abel Smith""