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 for JFK International Airport.

To land there, you need to wait for about ten minutes.

And during this time period, when you leave the airport, the road will be blocked for a while.

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

It's actually closer to Manhattan than JFK.

About eight miles or so.

It's just that Delta Air Lines doesn't have a terminal here, and its plane lands here, so it needs to be communicated in advance.

This time Abel was in a hurry, and Delta Air Lines contacted the LaGuardia airport.

So I landed here.

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

I'm already driving the car, waiting for him here.

After getting into the car, there was no word all the way.

At five o'clock in the evening, the convoy arrived at the downstairs of the building where Smith Capital was located.

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

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

When he came in, he said with a blank face.

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

Caroline nodded competently, and continued:

"Things are clear. I even bothered my uncle because of this. ”

Listening to her say her uncle, Abel looked at David Mellon.

The latter shrugged his shoulders and gestured that was what Abel had thought.

Caroline's full name is Caroline Jonder Renqvist.

The middle name doesn't matter, what matters is her last name.

What's more, the current U.S. Prime Minister. Xi Da. The judge's name was William Habs Lehnquist.

Leenquist was Caroline's uncle.

Leenqvist's status. Let's put it this way, before each new Grand Commander takes office.

All are to be sworn in according to the Bible before Rehnquist or his predecessors.

And the position of Renqvist, as long as he is inaugurated, is lifelong.

It means to be dead.

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

Unlike the president, he is already running for the 43rd and 54th terms this year.

"Okay. What's really going on? Abel spoke.

Caroline brought out the big Buddha to endorse it, and Abel could only choose to believe it.

"According to Robert Morgenthau.

He said that this investigation was a "tribute" to you by some people who forced him to initiate it. Caroline said.

"Regards?"

Abel frowned.

"Like I said before.

Mr. Smith, everything in the transaction on Wall Street is too "smooth" and too "fine".

You scared someone. Caroline said.

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

"Robert owes them a favor, so he is forced to do so."

After saying this, Caroline fell silent.

She also thinks it's a bit, but it's thought of the behavior of the Wall Street gang.

That's probably what it looks like.

This is what she was able to investigate, to the point where she tried her best.

As for the truth, Caroline doesn't feel like she's a detective.

She couldn't help it.

"Ha~"

Abel felt funny and mentally vigilant.

In fact, since I have learned more or less about the essence of Wall Street.

He has been on the lookout for this kind of thing, and he's been paying attention to it.

That's why I've always been so low-key, and I'll try not to offend people.

I don't want to make as much money as I can, so I try to be cautious all the time.

He thought that he was so cautious that he was low-key enough.

Unexpectedly, even if it was low-key like this, it still aroused the vigilance of these people.

"Whew"

Abel exhaled softly.

Although he felt that things might not be so simple.

But for now, this explanation is the most likely.

Sometimes, don't overestimate the IQ of these Wall Street hyenas.

The kind of high-IQ one, one step counts as a hundred steps, and all kinds of conspiracies and tricks lurk and reverse business wars.

It usually only exists in TV series, movies, or more.

The business war in reality is more about returning to the basics.

The dumbest looking, the simplest looking, is actually the most effective.

These Ansars, the descendants of these robbers.

Rather than intrigue, they prefer to get straight to the point and get straight to the point.

The search warrant for Ah Ming's manor announced by Fo Bole in later generations was forced to be taken out and displayed to the public under pressure, and the result was blacked out ninety.

The excuse was "a matter of national security".

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

This is the political struggle of the Anglo-Saxons, and there is no sense of art at all.

Reflected in the business struggle, that is, several executives on Wall Street jump off the building every year.

And basically every year, one or two executives of the world's top 500 American companies either jump off a building or get shot in the back or other messy reasons.

It's so unpretentious.

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

"Still what it means. Robert said there would be no more turbulence in the future.

At the latest, the day after tomorrow, those two people can be released. ”

"And the materials and ledgers that Smith Capital was taken away will also be sent back intact."

"Everything will be calm again."

Caroline replied.

"Calm again?"

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

If this happens, what would be the impact if we were a public company? ”

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

David Mellon shrugged and said, "It's a very relevant, very bad thing. ”

"You're right." Able nodded, then looked back at Caroline.

The latter frowned slightly, blue eyes looking at him.

He said, "Just like David said." It's hard to calm down. ”

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

He looked at Caroline.

"Lady Caroline, I have a big business for you.

I just don't know if you dare to take it, or if you are willing to take it. ”

Caroline looked at his serious look, matching his looks.

So that Satan, a legal woman in her forties, couldn't help but comment-

If I were twenty years younger, I guess I wouldn't be able to bear it.

"What do you mean, Mr. Smith?" Carolyn asked.

"I'm going to sue the Manhattan District Attorney's Office."

Abel looked at Caroline, and he said proudly: "I'm going to start a lawsuit, I'm going to sue Robert Morgenthau." ”

"Amount"

Hearing his words, Caroline's reaction was indifferent.

She said calmly, "You mean - sue Robert Morgenthau?" ”

After saying that, she thought for a moment and added, "In what name?" I mean, what to sue Robert Morgenthau? ”

In the United States, prosecution is all too commonplace.

Up to the Grand Commander, down to a random truck driver on the side of the road.

It is estimated that you will have to eat one or two lawsuits in a year.

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

Of these, 5 per cent were handled by federal courts, while the remainder were heard by the 50 states and the capital city of DC, Puerto Rico and Koh Hikari.

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

In the United States, lawsuits are all too commonplace.

If you don't go to court once in a few years, you don't feel like an American anymore.

Like Robert Morgenthau and his prosecutor's office, it is estimated that they will be prosecuted at least 100 times a year.

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

It's not a big deal to sue Robert Morgenthau, it's the name of what is important.

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

Damn, this is not Huaxia, this is an ugly.

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

There is no one who does not suffer from lawsuits.

After thinking about it, he said: "It doesn't matter what the name is and what the crime is, the important thing is to let Robert know who is behind it." ”

"More importantly, let the other person know my attitude."

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

Even if it hurts others and is not beneficial to himself, he has to show his attitude to the outside world.

He, Abel Smith, is low-key, although he has always been law-abiding and pays taxes on time.

But he is also a billionaire!

It's still young, and it has the support of the NRA association behind it.

A young rich man with a terrifying cash flow at the same time!

"David."

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

David Mellon's face also became serious.

"I'm here."

"Later, I'd like you to contact the major law firms across the United States.

I hope you can contact at least twenty law firms, and it must be the top 20 in the list. ”

Abel said.

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

"Mr. Smith."

Caroline reacted, and she said, "What do you mean? ”

Abel smiled and said to her, "Of course, Ms. Caroline's law firm is also included.

And I hope that you, Ms. Caroline, will take the lead this time. ”

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

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

The name of the prosecution does not matter, nor does the prosecution.

Importantly, prosecute Robert Morgenthau and his office. ”

For now, except for Mr. and Mrs. Smith.

David Mellon is arguably the one who knows Abel best about his personality and way of doing things.

Hearing Abel say this, David vaguely understood what he meant.

David couldn't help but say, "Are you serious?

If it were to be such an exaggeration, the lawyer's fees would be astronomical. ”

Caroline is not stupid either, seeing David's reaction, she also reacted and looked at Abel seriously.

"I'm serious.

Of course I'm serious. If necessary, I can write a check for $100 million right now. ”

He looked at Caroline's shocked and helpless eyes, "$100 million, is it enough?" ”

"That's enough." Caroline's face was expressionless, "With so much money, you can already invite more than the top twenty." ”

"Then keep half of it and half for legal fees.

Ask as many lawyers as you can to sue Robert Morgenthau. ”

"The other half stays as a bonus.

Whoever sues successfully will receive the corresponding bonus. ”

"It's more reasonable to distribute like this, don't you think it's right? Lady. ”

David couldn't help but say, "This is crazy. ”

Abel was ruthless, and took out the most powerful weapon he thought of on the plane.

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

Walked back to his office chair and lay lazily on the chair.

"Whew~"

He exhaled lightly and said, "No way, I'm still young, I'm only twenty years old."

Young people are more irritable, which is known all over the world.

Since low-key can't let them let me go, then I swear, I'll never be low-key again!! ”

"David." Suddenly, he said to David Mellon, "How's the newspaper going?" ”

"Eh" David Mellon was stunned by his jumping words, and then reacted:

"Negotiations are ongoing.

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

Prices are currently being discussed. ”

"Don't talk about the price.

Just follow their current offer and buy it first.

I want them tonight, and they're mine. Abel was expressionless.

David looked at him, hesitated, but nodded: "Understood." ”

Satan, the law lady of New York, looked at Abel, then at David, and finally Caroline looked at Abel.

She said, "Mr. Smith, if you do this, you're going to make a big hole." ”

"Ma'am, do you refuse?" Abel smiled.

"Whew"

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

"That's right."

Abel laughed.

The more he laughed, the more pleasant he felt.

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

He would love to say a word to Robert Morgenthau and the ill-intentioned Wall Street hyenas.

And that's—

Uncle originally planned to get along with you as a cash cow, but in exchange for alienation and arrogance, don't pretend, I can hang up, I have a showdown.

The power of green money, take it!

Following

It was September 11, 2000.

A magical day.

It was Wednesday, the day the New York Observer was published.

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

Although the newspaper had a circulation of only 50,000 copies per issue, this did not affect its importance in the New York area.

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

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

Robert Morgenthau from a prominent political family on the East Coast.

I have always been a loyal reader of this weekly.

Robert's office, every issue of The New York Observer will not be left behind.

At work, Robert is twenty-five years old.

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

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

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 all the way to his private office.

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

"Please come in." Robert Road.

The door was pushed open, and in came his granddaughter, Peggy Morgenthau.

The young assistant prosecutor holds a tray with a cup of coffee on it in one hand.

In the other hand he held several newspapers and magazines.

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

"Your Excellency, dear prosecutor, your coffee and newspapers, I have prepared them for you."

"Oh~"

“ Honey~”

Robert said dotingly, "You're always so sweet.

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

John and George, as Robert spoke, were his two sons.

Among them, George is Peggy's father.

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

Here I am just an assistant to yours, not your granddaughter.

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

"Of course.

If you have to talk, then Peggy Morgenthau,

Your granddaughter is also happy to discuss these household matters with you. ”

Obviously Peggy's words were not humorous at all, but Robert just couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha~"

"Alright, little Ghost. You go to work. He laughs.

Peggy smiled and nodded, turned to leave her grandfather's office, and closed the door.

Robert picked up his coffee and took a sip.

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

"Whew~"

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

He flipped through it at random, and just happened to draw a copy of The New York Observer.

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

Soon, the headlines of the newspapers caught his eye.

"Huh?"

Robert frowned slightly, and gently remembered the very long headline on the front page of the New York Observer today.

"The New York Dream in Reality – Abel Smith, a Philanthropist, a Financier, an Investor, a Legally Tax-Paying Citizen, a Good Citizen of New York City, and a Good Friend of the New York Police Officer"

(End of chapter)