America's Road to Wealth

Chapter 125 Future Business Planning

"Just answer my question."

Abel responded to David Mellon in this way.

But he didn't say that he was looking for K Street, because he wanted the people in K Street to put pressure on Sony.

Then he came to the door again and tried to find a way to buy Spider-Man back from Sony.

If so.

Even if this matter is indeed profitable, David Mellon will definitely say that he is not doing his job properly.

From David's point of view, Abel should work hard on Wall Street in a down-to-earth manner.

Any random stroke on Wall Street can earn several times the profits of other industries.

It's also easier and cleaner.

With Abel's ability, there is almost no risk.

It's so easy to earn, so don't earn such easy money.

Go to other industries to make that meager profit.

David Mellon couldn't figure it out.

Abel was tired of David Mellon's long-windedness, so he didn't say it directly.

"Okay." David Mellon didn't know what Abel wanted to do.

He had to think about it, and then said on the phone:

"You don't need to look for me at all. Lapierre, haven't you just had dinner with him?
This is an excellent speaker.The reason he was able to take the position was because he was excellent in this respect. "

After being reminded by David Mellon, Abel felt a sudden realization.

That's right, where can I find relevant channels indirectly through David.

Isn't the country's largest lobby group closely related to itself?
The National Rifle Association has always been a top client of K Street.

"Oh, yes." Sitting on the sofa, Abel couldn't help but patted his thigh.

"Thank you, David, for reminding me." Abel said with a smile.

"Lapierre is Lapierre. If you need more, I can find you some more. After all, in this field, each of them is good at different angles."

David Mellon said: "Like Lapierre, he is obviously not very good in the financial field. If you need a lobbyist in the financial field, there are better ones on Wall Street."

"Then what if what I need is external, or related to the entertainment industry?"

David Mellon was silent for a while.

It is estimated that David was muttering in his heart that Abel was not doing his job properly.

But David continued:
"Okay, I will send you an email later. You can directly ask Merio or Jones to contact the other party."

There are two Davids beside Abel, one is David Jones and the other is David Mellon.

David Mellon is Abel's right-hand man in finance and capital.

David Jones, Abel's assistant in life and other less important areas of business.

Although the two Davids have not met yet.

But both of them already knew that there was another David beside Abel.

And it matters.

In this regard, Abel thought it might really be that Merriot or David Jones might be better at it.

Especially Merio, this guy has been working on Wall Street for close to 20 years.

His job has always been not investment and finance, but rather assistance in related aspects.

"Understood." Abel responded to David Mellon:
"Then you can send it directly to Merio. I will ask Merio to contact these people later."

"OK~" said David Mellon.

"That's right." Before hanging up the phone, Abel spoke again:
"What is the price of oil now? I mean international oil prices."

"Let me see." David said.

Then David reported a statistic on the phone.

After listening to Abel, he immediately issued an order:

"A good number. So next, David, we're going to start shorting."

Abel noticed, after hearing his words related to financial investment.

David on the other side of the phone was visibly excited.

"Say it, my BOSS. I'm happy to fight for you again!"

Abel smiled, held his mobile phone and said:

"30 billion US dollars, the ratio is still 1:1, the leverage multiple is 6-8 times, short international oil futures at the current price."

"understand!"

David over there said decisively.

Abel hesitated for a moment, and he spoke softly:
"By the way, you can also contact Mr. John J. Brown of the New York Branch of the Texas Commercial Bank."

After hearing the name Abel said, Abel noticed that it took a few seconds for David to reply: "What do you mean?"

"That's what it means. In the future, the middleman of Smith Capital will add a Texas Commercial Bank."

As soon as Abel spoke, he heard David laughing softly over there, and his tone sounded more cheerful.

"Dear Abel, it seems that you have gained a lot from going back to your hometown this time."

Talking to smart people is easy, just ask David to contact John J. Brown.

This Mellon-born N-generation immediately thought of many things.

Abel smiled and said:
"It's too early to say the harvest. But there should always be one more choice, right? Just like I chose you, David."

"Understood." David Mellon said with a smile.

"Okay. That's it." Abel said: "Let's talk next time, goodbye."

"OK~"

Abel hung up the phone first, and put the phone on the table next to the sofa.

Standing in just a roomy pajamas, he walked over to the large floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room of the Four Seasons Ambassador Suite overlooking downtown San Francisco below.

Looking down from the top, the figures of Brother Ni and the homeless people on the bottom cannot be seen.

Only a little bit of cyberpunk, but at the same time incredibly beautiful, beautiful and bustling steel jungle.

Not as good as New York, but downtown San Francisco is still very bustling.

Abel is thinking about his next business layout.

To be honest, because he was not a business elite.

Just a street network writer.

The original body is also a senior red-neck with a strong talent in art, but in other respects he is only good at walking dogs, herding horses and doing some American farm work.

After such two souls merged, it would be really strange if they could suddenly become a business elite.

If he didn't have the "talent" in finance, Abel estimated that at most he could just spend some spare money to invest in some future listed companies in advance.

Hold it tightly in your hand, and sell it after ten years or so.

In this way, it is estimated that they can earn more than a dozen, or even billions of dollars.

It is also enough for me in that state to live happily in the United States.

The key is that I am not only reborn, but also bring such a "talent".

And also ran to Wall Street.

The happy life on Wall Street for more than ten months has made him no longer satisfied with the life of a rich man.

He wants more.

It's just that these "mores" are not so easy to get, anyway, Wall Street alone cannot get them.

If you only rely on Wall Street, it may be risky.

He had no choice but to start a grand business plan for himself.

As a result, the layout is only just getting started.

He himself felt a little confused and out of control.

Having a headache from thinking about it, he patted his forehead.

"Crack~"

"Well, after all, it's still not worthy of virtue."

He could only warn himself in this way, so that he could grasp the key points as much as possible.

Don't think of yourself as a business elite, and don't think of other people as stupid.

For others, it can only be said that we have taken one step at a time.

Fortunately, he also knows that he is actually the two most powerful places.

One is his talent in the financial field.

And if there is nothing at home, under the influence of my financial talent, I can have a stronger family background.

Keeping these two, Abel felt that even if he failed a few times in business, it was nothing.

Thinking of this, Abel felt much more relaxed.

He stopped thinking about his complicated business layout.

"That's it. Media and entertainment first! But the focus should be on energy and industrials."

"In terms of media entertainment, there are currently CAA, ab Smith Entertainment, Marvel, ab Smith News, and Isha. Isha shouldn't be counted, it's just a playground. That's brokerage business, film investment, film companies, and paper media. .”

After much deliberation, in this business chain.

There is also a lack of film distribution capabilities, as well as television stations.

The theaters are not easy to touch, and the Paramount Act may be triggered by then.

After much deliberation, in terms of media and entertainment, Abel feels that he will focus on television and film distribution next.

Among them, the release of movies is not very important.

As long as there is money, the movie is still a good movie, and there is no fear of not having a good distribution company.

The key is TV.

Abel, who was in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, returned to the sofa.

He searched the side drawers and found paper and pens easily.

On the paper, he wrote down the words of the TV station.

After sorting out this field, Abel focused his attention on energy and industry, which he actually valued more.

The media is just the mouthpiece and personal entertainment, while energy and industry are the backbone of whether one can stand up straight.

Business wise, Abel has no clue, to be honest.

Energy is fine, and now he's the owner of Aleswas & Electric in Texas.

Although Ales Company is only a small and medium-sized energy company, it can be regarded as an entry.

In the future, it can be used to strengthen itself through capital injection or direct annexation of other peers.

Thinking of this, he wrote "Energy - Annexation" on the other corner of the paper.

After confirming these two key points, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's do it for now."

Abel put down his pen, picked up the A4 paper with a few simple words on it, and looked at it.

At this time, he heard light footsteps behind him.

It was the sound of bare feet on the soft carpet.

Abel turned his head and saw the dim light.

Anne Hathaway, who had less than a strand of hair on her body and was glowing white, rubbed her eyes dimly, and limped towards him.

Unlike Jessica, this girl didn't like to wear clothes when she was around him.

"Honey, what are you doing?" Anne Hathaway, who had a nap, couldn't find Abel after waking up.

Hearing voices in the living room, he came out to find Abel.

"It's nothing, I'm afraid I'll forget something, so I wrote it down to strengthen my memory." Abel responded with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Annie had already walked beside him.

Then she was not polite at all, and sat in Abel's arms directly.

Abel was wearing pajamas, but the pajamas were also in the most primitive state of human beings.

Anne: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Abel: (→_→)
"Oh, it just occurred to me. I'm hungry, and I'm going to have something to eat." Anne said, standing up.

Abel pulled her over and took off his pajamas.

"What to eat?"

When the two came out of the room and wanted to find something to eat.

It was already around twelve o'clock in the evening.

Honestly, Anne Hathaway doesn't want to come out at all.

At this moment, her hands are soft and her feet are soft, all relying on her boyfriend to support her.

Now he is a big-bellied man, and his food intake alone is equivalent to the food intake of several red necks over two meters tall.

It takes time for the room to be tidied up by the hotel staff.

Simply go out to eat, anyway, the Four Seasons Hotel also has a restaurant.

And it is still open 24 hours, dedicated to customer service.

Annie, who was not sleepy but trembling with fatigue, followed by Edward and others.

Abel took the elevator to the fourth floor of the building.

It's the VIP restaurant at the Four Seasons Hotel in downtown San Francisco.

Stepping out of the elevator, the first thing Abel saw was a rock security staff member.

He nodded at the other party, and the other party was flattered, and quickly responded to his boss.

This staff member came down 10 minutes early.

The job of this staff member is before the boss arrives.

Get to where the boss is going early and check the safety.

The accompanying rock security staff, not only this staff member, three came down.

With the direct relocation of the rock security headquarters, plus Abel's long-term attention.

This security company is getting bigger and bigger and more professional in related aspects.

Edward didn't stop himself from coming down, and Abel knew that this meant that the rock security had confirmed the safety here.

He stepped out of the elevator, half helped and half led Anne Hathaway, and walked into the restaurant.

At midnight,
The VIP restaurant of the Four Seasons Hotel, with other guests.

Abel noticed that there were three tables of guests in a restaurant of about two hundred square meters.

Counting his table, there are four tables in total.

He soon discovered that the guests at the other table nearer to him were not guests at all.

It was played by the rock security personnel, probably setting up a protection post to facilitate support in the restaurant.

In the other two tables, there is only one guest at one table, and three guests at the other table.

Seeing this scene, he nodded in satisfaction.

This level of security work is not in vain for him to spend tens of millions of dollars on rock security every month.

After sitting down, the bodyguard brought the restaurant's menu, Abel ordered a bunch of meat, and then handed the menu to Annie.

"The milk pudding here looks good in the picture. I remember you like milk pudding the most. Would you like some?"

Abel asked softly.

Anne Hathaway took it subconsciously, and after hearing what Abel said, her eyes fell on the picture of milk pudding on the restaurant menu.

On weekdays, she really likes to eat this dessert.

"Still not eating." She whispered.

"I'll just order a glass of lemonade."

Just drink something to relieve your tiredness, Annie thought.

Abel nodded, he didn't think about it, and handed the menu to the bodyguard directly.

I have my own bodyguards, send the menu to the restaurant, and then supervise their cooking.

At this moment, Annie's body was sore and numb, the kind of tiredness after excessive exercise.

Her spirits are better.On the way from Los Angeles, I slept in the car for two hours.

Just at night, I squinted for another hour or so.

She is feeling sleepless and exhausted now, and she talks to Abel:
"My dear, look at what you said to Ovitz today, have you really bought Marvel?"

Abel nodded with a smile, "I arrived in San Francisco yesterday. I didn't let you come here because I was negotiating with Marvel's Isaac Perlmutter yesterday."

The negotiation took half an hour, and the rest of the time was spent doing other things.

"At noon today, 63% of Marvel's shares have been owned by AB Smith Entertainment."

"This ratio is close to an absolute holding, and it has basically been announced that this company will belong to me next."

"Oh oh~"

Relying on her own ability and IQ, Anne was not a pure scumbag in Hollywood when she was admitted to New York University.

I know and understand the concepts of relative holding, safe holding and absolute holding.

"So it's true that you want to buy back the copyrights of Spider-Man and X-Men?" Anne Hathaway asked curiously again.

"Of course it's true." Abel stretched out his hand with a smile, and picked up the sideburns that drooped when she was speaking, and put them back on her white and delicate ears.

This little action made Annie feel very good, and she smiled sweetly.

"Do I really have a chance to play Mary Jane or Gwen? When I was a child, my favorite superhero was Spider-Man! The woman I wanted to be the most was Mary Jane. But then I thought Gwen was pretty good too!"

Anne Hathaway said happily.

"Then I'll make your dreams come true. Trust me." Abe laughed.

"Honey~ You're so kind." Annie's mood became better and better. Even though her hands and feet were sore and her waist was numb, she still couldn't help but want to throw herself into a hug, and squeezed into Abel's arms.

Abel held her with one hand, and stroked her soft and slender waist with the other.

I have to say that the big horses are in good shape when they are young and at their best!
He felt emotional.

At this moment, Abel suddenly noticed Edward beside him and leaned towards him.

Immediately next to him, Lin and Johnson were also on his left, blocking his view in that direction.

These very tacit movements of the bodyguards made Abel slightly startled.

FXXK!

He thought to himself—

It's not really that unlucky, it's just that I came out to have a late-night snack when I was hungry, did I encounter any shooting incidents?

(End of this chapter)