America's Road to Wealth

Chapter 268 American India

The night is like a big black net, quietly falling down, covering the whole earth.

"Wow! Wow!"

The water in the swimming pool washed against the wall of the swimming pool, splashing a few feet high white and crystal clear water.

In the pool, Yiren chanted shallowly, and twitched from time to time.

Then the rippling clear and bright water in the whole pool fluctuated.

The bright lights of the mansion were reflected in the clear swimming pool, causing ripples like fish scales to flash one after another.

Finally, Kate let out a hoarse scream, which finally ended the restlessness.

Abel carried her to the shore, laid her on a chaise longue covered with a soft wool blanket, and covered her with another blanket.

He just came to the outdoor sofa next to him, and lay lazily on the sofa with his arms outstretched. Behind him, Beverly Hills and the bustling night scene of Los Angeles formed a line.

"Boss, coffee."

"Cough-cough-"

Abel looked at Liv Tyler who was walking over with a coffee cup, and coughed lightly, a little confused.

When there are only three people within 50 meters.

At this time, Liv Tyler only wore a white lace apron, plus the tall and long legs of the black Balenciaga family, and a pair of black 7-point high-heeled shoes.

With winking eyes, she walked up to Abel gracefully, twisting her waist.

"Tsk tsk, are you planning to unite?"

Abel took the coffee, looked up and down at the elf princess actor standing in front of him, smacked his mouth a few times, shook his head and laughed.

"So, boss, do you like it or not?"

Liv Tyler blinked her bright and beautiful eyes, and glanced at Cate Blanchett lying beside her like a dead fish.

Cut, it looks very battle-resistant, but its actual combat power is only a scumbag of five.

thought Liv.

"I like it." Abel really liked Liv a little bit.

Among his "employees".

This tall-legged girl with a little green tea scheming is the first good employee who actively recruits "colleagues" for him and is good at cultivating relationships with "colleagues".

If it was an accident with Scarlett Johansson.It was under Abel's overlord that Liv Tyler was forced to cooperate.

Cate Blanchett, whose eyes are slightly open, is limp and still panting.

It is the best proof that Liv Tyler has a strong subjective motivation and is a good employee who is willing to share the boss's worries and contribute to the boss.

Such a good employee, if the boss doesn't like it.

That is really heartless.

"Put the coffee down." Abel decided to reward her.

"Turn around and turn your back on me."

When she obediently came to him, he gave such an order

Liv Tyler is well-behaved.

Abel lifted her apron directly, and it was as clean as he thought.

It's been a long night, and it's time to continue enjoying it.

the next day.
6 month 16 day.

In a McDonald's near the suburbs of Los Angeles.

Abel looked at Warren Buffett in front of him.

At the moment, the old man is eating a hamburger in one hand and a Coke in the other.

"30 years ago. When I was very hungry, I ate a McDonald's hamburger, French fries and Coke. At that time, I thought they were very delicious. At that time, I swore that I must be the boss of McDonald's !"

"At that time, I only had $[-] on me."

"Thirty years have passed. Now I am the largest shareholder of McDonald's, and I can be said to be the big boss of McDonald's."

"Life is so interesting"

"."

These lines of Buffett always sound familiar to Abel.

It seems that I have said similar things to many people at Charlie Brown's Pizza in New York.

Abel picked his ears indecently.At this moment, he realized the reaction of those people in the pizzeria when he heard these words.

Really quite upset.

In the future, I will double say that next time Buffett goes to New York, I will definitely invite him to eat pizza.

Thinking of this, Abel interrupted Buffett's words that he wanted to continue to reminisce about bitterness and sweetness.

"Warren, your relationship with McDonald's. At least [-] million people know about it, so stop talking about it."

Abel picked up a hamburger, took a bite, and continued, "Let's talk about the American Express Company."

"Grumble~"

Buffett is a bit of an old urchin, blowing Coke loudly with a straw.

"There's nothing to talk about. I'll transfer all my shares to you directly. This is what I owe you. If I help you in the following matters, it will really violate the "person acting in concert" rule."

Having said that, Buffett thought for a while and added:

"I think the limelight is over now. It's better to transfer the shares to you. Someone has already revealed to me that they want to join forces."

"who is it?"

"Pioneer, State Street, Wellington, Fisher, in short, there are many. The front line, except you and me, all want to join forces to defend American Express."

Abel was not surprised by Buffett's words.

The names mentioned by the old guy are all well-known large capital fund groups in the United States.

This is mainly because American Express is a company with a very high proportion of institutional ownership.

Those companies with relatively small shareholdings are better off, companies with more shareholdings.

Nobody but Buffett would trade American Express stock that easily.

This is the only company in the Dow Jones Industrial Index that only relies on the service industry to be on the list.

"You should be 12% now. My two companies add up to almost 20%. A total of about 32%."

Abel thought for a while, and continued: "Let's show the cards. Since they want to unite, let them unite. I'm going to initiate a shareholders' meeting to gain control of American Express."

"It's up to you." Buffett seemed indifferent. Now that he handed over the shares of American Express, the stock god has decided not to take care of American Express.

The matter of American Express has been exposed.

Then Buffett looked serious, and said softly to Abel: "The irrelevant things have been said."

When the old man said this, Abel was biting the hamburger in his hand.

Hearing what Buffett said, he almost didn't bite down.

What are insignificant things?
This is American Express, which is a very important part of Abel's plan to complement the Pacific Bank of Commerce.

The old man actually said that it didn't matter, and Abel wanted to spray him.

Buffett has already said: "I received the news that Soros moved."

Abel held back the swear words he was about to utter.

"Soros?"

"It's Soros." Buffett nodded, "I'm sure he has already left for Europe."

Hearing what Warren Buffett said, Abel had a relieved expression on his face.

"USD/NOK right?" Abel said with a smile.

Seeing Buffett look so relaxed, the old man was a little startled.

"You already know? If you know that you already know. I don't need to inform you." Buffett said.

Abel shook his head, "I don't know. But I know that such a good opportunity is in front of us. Soros and the oil people can't bear it."

"Position contracts in the hundreds of billions of dollars are attractive enough."

"What's more, Norway itself is an important aluminum and magnesium producer and exporter in Europe, the world's third largest natural gas exporter, and the eighth largest oil exporter."

"I have the opportunity to take a big bite on such a piece of fat. How could the oilman and Soros refuse? Let alone Soros, if I had so many helpers, I might not be able to bear it. "

Hearing Abel's clear analysis, knowing that he really knows the inside story.

As one of the shareholders of Smith Capital, Buffett breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man rarely showed a disgusted expression, "These guys, if they do this, they will definitely be retaliated against in the future."

Abel knew what the old man was talking about, and he knew who Buffett was talking about.

Buffett was talking about oil.

Many people think that Buffett is also an oil.

The old bus is not an oil man.

Buffett's paternal grandparents are French, and Buffett's maternal grandparents are German.

The old man's ancestors were farmers 400 years ago, and his family has a history of being a farmer for more than 200 years in the historical genealogy information.

From Buffett's ancestors to Buffett's father, Buffett himself, to Buffett's son, they have always maintained the true qualities of farmers——

Howard G. Buffett, the eldest son of the Berkshire heir, is currently a corn and soybean farmer, the kind who works full-time on the farm.

Similar to Papa Abel's previous work.

In fact, it wasn't until 1867, when Buffett's great-grandfather switched to a grocery store, that the Buffett family turned to become a businessman.

How could an oilman in France be a farmer for 200 years?
Even according to the Oiler's drop of blood theory, Buffett's is by no means an Oiler.

His eight generations of masters did not have a drop of oilman blood, and naturally he did not believe in the oil religion.

But many media and public opinion are saying that Buffett is oil.

Rupert Murdoch, the head of News Corporation, is also in a similar situation.

Murdoch only has 1/8 oilman blood at most, and Murdoch is more of Ansa blood.

Because of the Oiler's blood theory, the Oilers collectively said that Murdoch was also an Oiler.

Gradually, because of some invisible benefits, even Murdoch himself occasionally admits that he is oily.

But if you look closely, you will find that Murdoch and News Corporation are basically on the side of Anza.

The oilman's theory of a drop of blood is very domineering.

It's kind of like the black blood theory.

That is, as long as one of the ancestors has oilman blood, it does not matter whether it is matrilineal or paternal.

Even if the bloodline content is very small, the offspring will be counted as oil people under certain circumstances.

What is a specific situation?

Generally, if there is a need, or if the person is a celebrity, then he can be an oilman.

A drop of black blood is reflected in appearance and true blood.

A drop of oilman's blood is mainly reflected in public opinion and propaganda.

If someone studies carefully.Many well-known oilmen in various industries can be found, and their oilman blood is sometimes very low, and some even do not consider themselves to be oilmen.

Like that old horse in Germany.

But the oil man who has mastered the public opinion and the media said that he is the oil man and endorsed the oil ***.

This is why so many smart people and celebrities in the world are oil people.

In fact, if you cut it open, it is among the celebrities of the oil family.At least one-third of them do not consider themselves oilmen, and one-third do so because they think they are oilmen.

Seeing the disgusted look on the old man's face, Abel said leisurely:
"Warren, sometimes I feel that our country is the big Three Kingdoms."

"What do you mean?" Buffett wondered.

"Have you ever heard of Ah San's caste system?"

"Have."

"In my opinion, our country also has this caste system." Abel said leisurely:
"The oilmen are Brahmins, with ideology and money bags in their hands. We are Kshatriyas, high-level instrumentalists who implement military and political affairs. Do you understand what I mean? Warren."

Buffett was silent.

After a silence of more than ten seconds, Warren Buffett said:
"Your metaphor is very vivid. But dear Abel, please remember, don't say this kind of thing outside. If you say it outside, you will meet a large number of enemies."

"I understand." Abel laughed.

Like Buffett said.

Once you let the oil guys find that Abel has a certain tendency.

After confirmation, Abel will definitely encounter a huge amount of resistance.

Even. Dangerous.

Even with his bloodline of the Mayflower and his status as the son-in-law of the shrub.

But if he dares to tell Buffett, he is not afraid that Buffett will leak the secret.

Even if Buffett said it, the oil people would not believe it.

Unless Abel really made a clear move and statement against the Oilers, he would have so many more enemies.

Otherwise, with the position he is in today.

The oilman's first thought was to win over him, not tear his face apart.

This is actually a tacit understanding between oil and ounces.

One of the two parties regards the other as a white glove, while the other regards the other as a black glove.

One let the other party be an accountant, and the other let the other party be a thug.

We have cooperated tacitly for many years.

As long as this model can continue to work, it can still plunder the world.

Then everyone will not easily break the tacit understanding.

Buffett quickly passed the topic, and the stock god talked about Soros again.

"Soros is going to attack Norway." He said succinctly:

"You guys gave him a really good chance. Norway is in trouble this time."

Abel was silent.

This USD/NOK foreign exchange futures accumulation event has begun to affect Norway as time goes on.

The executioners of oilman financial capital headed by Soros have begun to target Norway.

The purpose is also very simple. It is estimated that they want to repeat the story of the Asian financial crisis a few years ago.

The difference is that this time they focused on Norway, a European country.

Norway has far stronger economic power than those Asian countries back then.

In other words, the country is more delicious.

If the meat can be successfully cut, the story of the Asian financial crisis will be staged.

The executioners can eat more meat than what they harvested in Asia back then.

However, Norway has not joined the EU. Although it is a European country, it is not protected by the EU.

Once Norway collapses, it will also affect the Nordic countries.

The five Nordic countries have not joined the EU, and they are also economically developed, delicious, but not strong.
If it works.

This is simply the best prey.

If Soros is allowed to succeed, what happened in Southeast Asia and the country that year.

It is estimated that it will repeat itself in Norway and several other Nordic countries.

And the fuse of all this lies in the little bet between Abel and the Neon Man.

A roc named "Smith Capital" in North America set off a gust of wind, which has turned into a storm in Northern Europe.

Abel knew that this was something that didn't happen in parallel time and space.

This matter was indeed out of his grasp at the beginning.

But as time passed, under the influence of his talent.

He already knew.

What Abel has kept Smith Capital waiting for all this time is to wait for Soros to end the game.

"Thank you for your warning." Abel said to Buffett with a smile:
"I understand what I should do. Don't worry, Smith Capital will not lose money, Mr. Shareholder."

Hearing what he said with certainty, Buffett nodded slowly.

"That's it." The old man began to wipe his mouth, "I have to go to Northern California in the afternoon. Since you are so sober, then I don't care."

"Goodbye~"

The two walked out of this McDonald's together, and it could be seen that the outside of this McDonald's had already been quarantined.

When the two were in the McDonald's, customers couldn't get close to this McDonald's at all.

Eating a meal at McDonald's and clearing the restaurant once, this is Buffett.

After sending Buffett away, Abel immediately called back to New York.

He told David Mellon something and made sure he would be back in New York in a few days.

After finishing the call, Abel had already arrived in the Bay Area of ​​the United States in the afternoon.

In the United States, the Bay Area in the American population generally refers to the San Francisco Bay Area.

It is a metropolitan area in northern California on the west coast of the United States.

The specific address is located around San Francisco Bay at the mouth of the lower reaches of the Sacramento River. There are 9 counties and 101 towns.

Major cities include San Francisco on the San Francisco peninsula, Oakland in the east and San Jose in the south.

Silicon Valley, a world-renowned high-tech research and development base, is located in the south of the San Francisco Bay Area.

Before the Abra Bay Area, I usually went to Silicon Valley.

Either to see Tesla, or to see Google, or to care about several Internet startups he invested in Silicon Valley.

For example, an Internet company called PayPal, the company's main business is to develop and improve online fast transfer services.

Abel invested $2000 million and currently holds 10% of the shares.

By the way, the name of the CEO of this company is Elon Musk.

This time Abel came to the Bay Area, but did not go to Silicon Valley first.

Abel went to Atherton, South Bay, San Francisco, at 349 Walsh Road, Atherton.

Needless to say, this is another luxury house purchased by a new starting point real estate company.

5 bedrooms, 7 bathrooms, with a suite area of ​​approximately 11359 square feet.

The villa is luxuriously decorated and designed in a modern style, with high ceilings and large glass windows inside, making the living space bathed in warm sunlight.

The outdoor courtyard features a crystal clear open-air pool, perfect for those who love to swim.

The people who live here are best friends, Ikana and Paris, who came to the west coast for more than half a month to solve the murder case at the YKM store.

Abel comes.

No. 349 Walsh Road was immediately bombarded with gunfire and killing noises, which did not subside until the middle of the night.

Only a messy battlefield was left behind, and Ikana was bombarded to death.

The next day.

Abel woke up from his sleep, raised his hand and tapped a button beside Simmons.

The curtains using modern technology are automatically opened, and the bright sunlight floods the entire bedroom through the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Ok?"

Ikana, who was sleeping soundly, was dragged by the sunlight and covered her head with a blanket, revealing a pair of slender, well-proportioned and smooth white jade cannon mounts.

Abel got off the ground with a smile, and said to Ikana:

"Didn't you say yesterday evening that you wanted to get up early with me and go for a run?"

"Leave me alone - you're such a bastard, damn it, draw the curtains."

The sore and weak Ikana closed her eyes and covered her head angrily.

"It's not your fault! I, I want to sleep, I want to rest."

Ikana, who didn't have the strength to get up, scolded a little angrily.

Abel shook his head a little funny, picked up the nightgown on the carpet and put it on.

Pressing the button again, the curtains that had already been opened slowly closed again automatically, the corners of her mouth and eyebrows raised, without disturbing her laziness, she went down the stairs.

"Good morning, Abel."

Seeing Abel come down refreshed.

Paris Hilton, who was sitting on the sofa, fiddling with a lot of documents and opening a laptop, greeted.

"Good morning."

Abel responded with a smile
　266 has been reviewed, see if it can be released tomorrow
　
(End of this chapter)