Long Island, New York,

The bright sunlight in the early morning shines through the large floor-to-ceiling windows on the big Simmons in the bedroom.

Enough for five or six people to lie down on the luxurious Simmons, asleep a young man.

and two young women.

In his sleep, the man's face rendered by the sun resembles the sleeping Apollo in Western mythology.

There is not a single flaw in the handsome and delicate facial features.

Compared to him, next to two very beautiful women.

In comparison, there are some incomparables.

Suddenly, the man's fine eyelashes trembled slightly.

Then, he opened his eyes, and then subconsciously raised his hand to block the somewhat dazzling sunlight.

"Whew~~"

Abel exhaled softly and looked at the fallen and broken curtains.

Only then did he remember,

Had a good time last night.

While playing by the window, it was Carmen Cays screaming and tearing off the wool curtains that had sold for more than $3,000 at Sam's Club.

This resulted in this morning, without the shade of the curtains.

The sunlight could penetrate directly into the bedroom, waking Abel up.

After pushing away the sleepy and overworked Giselle Bundchen, it is the pillow.

Underneath the pillow is the phone that was randomly stuffed into it last night.

Taking out his phone and looking at it with half-squinted eyes, Abel found that it was only seven o'clock in the morning.

Obviously, last night, the three of them played until the second half of the night.

It was about four o'clock before he fell asleep.

Now, however, I have only slept for about three hours.

Abel found that he was already full of energy, and his body was full of inexhaustible strength.

Awesome physical fitness, very exaggerated appetite.

This is the change that Abel found in himself after he was born again.

This change is as prominent as his "talent" in the field of finance.

Reflected in the physical fitness, in addition to great strength, there is a recovery and endurance excellent.

In contrast, they are two supermodels whose physical fitness is actually very good.

Even if there is thunder next to them at this time, I probably won't wake up.

They were so tired.

"Whew~~"

With a slight exhalation, he took his phone and sat up from the bed.

The smell in the nose is full of peculiar smells.

I had a good time last night, and I got it everywhere.

The flavor is naturally great.

Later, I didn't wash it, and it smelled normal.

Shaking his head, he walked straight out of the big bed.

Holding his mobile phone, Abel walked out of the room without looking at Giselle Bundchen and Carmen Kaits behind him.

Outside the bedroom, there is a small living room.

Abel walked out.

Joanna, the housekeeper of Villa No. 13 on Huangdian 13 Road, was already standing at the door with two maids, holding breakfast and clothes respectively.

Joanna's eyes glanced at the BOSS's toned body.

Then she lowered her eyelids and half-looked at an ornament with a mirror on Abel's left side.

"Sir, would you like to have breakfast first, or wash up and change your clothes first?" Joanna said.

Compared to Joanna, there are two maids behind her who are in their prime and are not bad-looking.

The gaze is much more direct, and the eyes that look at Abel are even teasing.

As if to say, "We're not much worse than the two in it, aren't we?" ”

And through the reflection of the small mirror of the ornament, Joanna saw the gaze of the two maids.

In her heart, the housekeeper put these two maids on her own adjustment list.

You can be ambitious, but you can't be disqualified when serving.

Unless the owner needs it.

Otherwise, it is a violation of the guidelines of a maid.

This is Joanna's request for the personal maid of her master, who manages under her control.

"Let's wash and get dressed first, I'll go take a shower first."

Abel said: "The bathroom in the bedroom is a bit messy and a little bad. It can only be washed outside. ”

"Okay, are you going to take a shower in the pool, or do you want to take a bath?" Joanna said again.

"Let's take a bath."

Ten minutes later.

In another room of the manor, in a bathroom with an area of at least forty square meters.

Abel was lying in the bathtub, next to two beautiful maids.

Two young and beautiful maids, one is helping him scrub his body, and the other is holding breakfast and feeding him.

Drink a sip of soy milk and let the maid wipe the corners of her mouth for herself.

"Whew~"

Abel exhaled.

This wonderful and pleasant capitalist life, it really can't get tired of it.

It's boring and boring, but it's just a lot of fun.

"Joanna, write a check to each of the two young ladies later."

Abel spoke.

"Understood, sir, what kind of number should I fill in?"

"Well, I didn't say anything special after that. Just write 100,000 dollars. ”

"Understood."

That's it, half an hour later.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Abel was already in good spirits, dressed in a suit, and boarded a helicopter to Manhattan.

After half an hour of flight time, the helicopter landed on the tarmac on the top floor of the Simpsons Building in Manhattan.

Similar aprons exist on the top floors of many buildings in Manhattan.

That's because there are a lot of people in Manhattan who commute by helicopter every day.

Most of these people live on Long Island.

There are a little further away and even live in New Jersey.

Of course.

This part of the people, the net worth of each of them, is calculated in the unit of "".

Otherwise, you can't afford to fly to and from these Manhattan top floors.

This time the Abel helicopter landed in a building called The Simpson Building.

In Manhattan, where there are many high-rise buildings, The Simpson Building is very ordinary.

It is 61 storeys tall and has a floor area of about 15,000 square feet per floor.

Abel descended from the helipad on the top floor of the Simpson Building and went straight to the 43rd floor of the building.

It used to be the office of the New York Observer, a weekly newspaper that shared with another company.

That company had quit the lease last month, and only The New York Observer had rented it a week ago.

But just yesterday, another newspaper also settled here.

This floor is shared with the New York Observer, a newspaper called The New York Sun.

This is an extremely early newspaper.

Published on September 3, 1833, Benjamin Day was the founder and editor-in-chief with the slogan: "Shine on all".

This is also where the name of the newspaper comes from.

This newspaper was the first commercial newspaper founded on commercial principles in the United States, and it was also the first "penny newspaper".

That is, the price is a penny or a penny, so it is called "penny newspaper".

Since its establishment, the New York Sun has experienced more than 100 years of development.

There was glory in the middle, there was fall, then it was glorious again, and then it fell again.

The experience of this newspaper can be said to be the abbreviated history of the entire American newspaper industry.

It changed its name for a time, and finally in 1996, it was renamed back to the New York Sun.

But at this time, basically the newspaper except for the name.

There is no actual connection to the original New York Sun.

The New York Sun, which was relaunched, struggled for several years.

At present, in New York City, the daily sales are about 3-40,000 copies.

Counting the sales in the entire New York State, the daily sales can reach about 9-100,000 copies.

Its boss quoted $18 million, which is a relatively cheap price.

Because behind it, there are liabilities close to ten million dollars.

Now, the New York Sun and the New York Observer are two newspapers.

Not only do they share the same office floor, they also share the same boss.

This boss is, of course, Abel Smith.

Abel arrived at the 43rd floor of The Simpson Building and stepped out of the elevator.

The editors-in-chief of the two newspapers, the relevant managers, were already standing at the elevator door.

And Merio, the deputy general manager of Smith Capital, stands in front of everyone.

When the elevator doors opened, the first thing Abel saw was Merio.

"Good morning, boss." The middle-aged and elderly white man, the chubby Merio immediately greeted him with a warm smile when he saw the boss.

"Good morning, Merio." Seeing this chubby, kind-looking employee.

Able responded with a smile.

If David Mellon is Abel's powerful right arm in New York.

Then Merio is his indispensable left arm in New York.

In terms of investment and high-end connections, Merio is not as good as David from Mellon.

But in terms of the head of New York, there are all kinds of inexplicable connections.

Merio is even better.

That's why Abel will decorate the company's new headquarters, as well as financial accounting and other chores in the early stage after buying newspapers.

It was all left to him, and Merio did it all well.

This made Abel very satisfied.

Greeted by Merio, the management of the New York Observer and the New York Sun, as well as key personnel, who were in a somewhat apprehensive mood, all expressed their welcome to the boss.

Merio also introduced the identities of these personnel to Abel.

This is Dylan, editor-in-chief of The New York Observer.

This is Louis, editor-in-chief of the New York Sun.

This is Alex, the New York Observer.

“.”

With a lot of enthusiasm, Merio introduced Abel to about ten or so of the main characters of the two newspapers.

Other important people in the newspaper, Merio did not introduce.

Abel didn't bother to ask.

After the handshake, everyone walked into the company.

Since they belong to the same owner, the two newspapers now open up their respective front desks to form a relatively large reception hall.

The reception hall is still being renovated, but it is large enough to accommodate the management-level staff of two newspapers.

At the moment, more than two dozen of the most important management, editors and employees of the two newspapers.

All in the hall, standing with their heads up, looking at their common boss.

This kind of scene is just a small scene for Abel.

Before the crossing, he was in high school and college.

But they are the kind who dare to speak on stage in front of thousands of students.

What's more, after being reborn, he has a net worth of hundreds of millions as support.

Even if he goes white now. Gong spoke, and he was under no pressure.

Looking at everyone, Able spoke directly:

"As a 20-year-old, I don't have any relevant experience in the publishing industry."

"But I now have two of the best tools a publisher can have: great staff and the curiosity needed to break the mold."

"Plus, I have capabilities that other publishers don't have."

"If you're going to ask what kind of ability it is."

"I'll tell you, it's the money power."

"But."

At this point, he changed his words, and his smiling expression turned cold.

"You guys have failed to run the New York Sun and the New York Observer."

"I have your data in my hands.

According to the data, the New York Sun can only break even each month, without any surplus profit.

The New York Observer was even more unsuccessful, losing $200,000-$300,000 a month. ”

"These two figures, let alone in New York. Even in the national newspapers, you are a loser. ”

He was ruthless and exposed these short words, which made the smiles of everyone who were originally smiling more and more embarrassing.

Abel is the boss again, and at this time they really don't laugh, and they don't laugh.

In the face of these employees, Abel was too lazy to ramble, and continued directly:

"Starting today, both the New York Sun and the New York Observer are directly owned by the [AB Smith Newspaper] company."

"Then, I'll inject $50 million into the A.B. Smith newspaper."

"These $50 million are the funds for the resurgence of the New York Sun and The New York Observer, and it is also your opportunity."

"Whether you can seize the opportunity or not is your business. But remember, my company doesn't take losers. ”

"It's as simple as that."

"Now."

Abel looked at Merio, and he said to the latter, "Let the editors of the two newspapers meet me together." By the way, where is my office? ”

Merio hurriedly took Abel to the chairman's office, which had been prepared for him a long time ago.

A luxurious office of Arthur Carter, the owner of the original New York Observer, was renovated and renovated.

In this office, Abel met Louis and Dilan, who had just shaken hands.

The former is the editor-in-chief of the New York Sun, and the latter is the editor-in-chief of The New York Observer.

After watching the two editors-in-chief walk in, their expressions were a little restrained.

Abel said with a blank face:

"Let the two of you come in, mainly to explain the direction of the next newspaper."

"Well, Dilan, you can speak first. What do you think the New York Observer should do next? Abel said.

Dilan is an old white man in his fifties, hmm. Louis too.

Now in the year 2000, ZZZQ is not that serious, and it is a place like New York.

Those who can mix into high positions are naturally more white.

Dylan was a little cautious, and the editor-in-chief whispered:

"I think that the next "New York Observer" should still focus on the original route."

The New York Observer has always focused on real estate, economics, and politics.

It's a more serious and positive weekly.

This is also the reason why it can be recognized by many New York elites and must be seen in every issue.

It's just that in the past, it was too focused on New York and the East Coast.

Ignore the news in the United States and the world.

But this is also where its value lies, and there is nothing wrong with the positioning of seriousness, positive and social orientation.

The reason why it has not developed is related to the focus on New York.

It is also related to the lack of strength of the original boss, Arthur Carter.

(End of chapter)