Abel wandered around Times Square for a few days before he felt bored.

In fact.

He didn't see much of it in Times Square, but a large number of tourists. Most of them are foreign tourists, and a small number are young people from other parts of the United States who yearn for New York.

And among foreign tourists.

He also found a large number of yellow-skinned, black-haired Asians. Originally, he was a little happy, thinking that he could see so many soul compatriots on the other side of the ocean.

I got closer.

I found that most of these Asian tourists spoke the twitter of the island country.

Therefore, most of these large number of foreign tourists are themselves. After all, the United States has only just experienced the era when it almost bought the entire country by one person.

A post-World War II book.

After decades of glory, before the Plaza Accord was signed, they were arrogant to the extreme, clamoring to buy the United States.

As a result, he was taught a lesson by his master.

Just lie down and honestly be a dog for decades. And now in this historical process, it is in the stage where the owner beats the dog, and the dog does not dare to resist, but tries to raise his own injuries.

A government has put forward a policy of using consumption to revitalize the country, and under the guidance of official policies and public opinion,

Since the signing of the Plaza Accord, there has been a popular phrase in the book: "instantaneism", that is, to be happy in time. "Consumption is virtue" has become the consensus of a person, especially young people.

During this time period, the whole society was in a prosperous period, and all behaviors were trying to find ways to cater to and stimulate consumption. For young people who are constantly comparing and consuming, merchants continue to encourage them to enjoy the current life to the fullest, and artificially make every holiday a Valentine's Day or a date day.

Whether it is a traditional Tanabata Festival or an exotic Christmas, it is the highlight of consumption, in addition, there are various department stores to launch a member day, shopping day, various activities and so on.

Just like Abel sees now, it's already night, and it's usually closed at this time.

Now it's crowded with people who come from Yiyi to shop for it. Xiao Wrecking Ball also told Abel that he will consume 70% of the world's luxury goods throughout the year this year, and there are even department stores such as France that impose purchase restrictions on tourists with a passport.

Does that sound a little familiar? But in fact, in the next 20 years or so, another Asian country will enter this boom period.

It's different from a book.

This great country has no masters, is independent, and has a strong military. The world's police can't oppress with coercion like they do with their own dogs. And you can't use military force, and as a result, you can only use economic means to oppress.

Before Abel's crossing, the battle between the two sides was not over.

The small wrecking ball also has no future outcome for this world economic war.

Shaking his head amusedly.

Abel left Times Square.

It's already around 8 p.m.

He was going to find a hotel to rest.

After all, this is the heart of Manhattan, and there are so many high-end hotels.

It's not.

There was one right next to him

"Plaza Hotel. Abel whispered the name of the hotel, which was famously located in Midtown Manhattan. When it opened in 1907, it claimed to be the most luxurious and largest hotel in the world.

That's right.

This hotel is still the place where five countries signed an agreement five years ago, the United States, China, Britain, France, and Germany, and that agreement is called the "Plaza Accord".

Because it was an agreement signed in the Plaza Hotel, it was simply called that.

It has been a New York City landmark since 1969 and has been a federal historic landmark since 1986 – an official honor that cannot be demolished for such an easy building.

I just happened to see a group of Plaza Accord persecutors end the economic miracle, and Abel stayed here tonight.

Anyway, the futures thing has already passed the contract, please Goldman Sachs and John Smith. In fact, this matter has basically nothing to do with him except for gains and losses.

Goldman Sachs has always had a good service feedback on the customer side, that is, they charge a lot of points and fees.

There are contractual constraints.

Abel asked some more accountants to oversee it.

There won't be any problems for the time being, and Abel doesn't want to play in the financial market for too long, so he will know the result tomorrow.

After planning to stay in a hotel.

Abel walked into the Plaza Hotel.

The waitress who was in charge of parking and welcoming guests at the door of the hotel was a little surprised to see Abel walking into the hotel without driving.

But the quality of service under good training will not make him behave like those Chinese online novels that look down on people.

Truly top-notch service venues, including hotels and a variety of luxury stores and top luxury car shops with staff inside.

In general, it is impossible to have a plot like that in a novel.

Maybe there is one in the BBA store.

But Rolls-Royce and Bentley certainly don't have this class.

Besides, those who have the courage to go into such a place either have that kind of strength. Either you have the courage to pretend to be forced, and your performance will generally not be bad.

"Sir...... Welcome. The waiter, dressed in a red, England-like uniform, smiled.

"Hmm. Abel said lightly.

The waitress welcomed him in very warmly, and there happened to be a female guest in front of him, who was in a hurry, and she didn't even notice a string of things popping out of her pocket.

There were no other guests at this time.

A waiter at a hotel in the distance saw it and wanted to come and help the guest pick it up.

Just by Abel's side.

He smiled at the waiter, picked up something that the lady on the floor had dropped, and shouted to the lady in front of him, "Hey, lady, your thing has dropped." ”

A few times in a row.

The woman who walked in front of her in a somewhat hurried pace finally turned her head under the kind reminder of the waiter next to her.

She had long brown hair and was very white from a distance. But she couldn't see her face clearly, because on the big night, she actually wore a large sunglasses that covered half of her face, and she also wore a beautiful lady's hat on her head.

"Thank you. She glanced at the things in Abel's hand, touched the pocket inside her coat, and hurriedly said, "I dropped it." It's my room key. Thank you, sir!"

"You're welcome. Abel walked over and returned the room card to her, and when he returned it to her, he looked at her room number, 88666.

"Thank you. Good bye. It's time to go back to my room. The woman thanked her again and left.