Chapter 124: 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 on K Street to put pressure on Sony.

Then I came to the door again and found a way to buy Spider-Man back from Sony.

If you say it.

Even if it were indeed profitable, David Mellon would have said that he was not doing his job.

From David's point of view, Abel should be working Wall Street.

Wall Street makes several times more profit than any other industry.

It's also easier and cleaner.

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

It's so easy to earn, and it's so easy to make money.

Go to other industries to make that meager profit.

David Mellon really couldn't figure it out.

Abel annoyed David Mellon's verbosity in this regard, 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 have to look for me at all. Lapierre, didn't you just have dinner with him for a short time?

This is a good lobbyist. The reason why he was able to get into the position is because he is very good at it. โ€

Being reminded by David Mellon like this, Abel had a feeling of sudden realization.

That's right, where do you use it to 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 customer of K Street.

"Oh, yes." Abel, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but pat his thigh.

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

"Lapierre is Lapierre. I can find you a few more if you still need them. After all, in this field, each of them is good at different angles. โ€

David Mellon said: "Like Lapierre, he's obviously not very good in finance. If you need a lobbyist in the financial sector, there's a better one on Wall Street. โ€

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

David Mellon was silent over there.

It is estimated that David muttered in his heart again that Abel was not doing his job.

Still, David continued:

"Yes, I'll send you an email later. You can ask Merio directly, or ask Jones to contact them. โ€

Abel has two Davids by his side, one is David Jones and the other is David Mellon.

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

David Jones, on the other hand, is Abel's assistant in life and other areas of business that are not so important.

The two Davids have not yet met.

But both already knew that there was another David at Abel's side.

And it's important.

In this regard, Abel thinks that it may really be Merio or David Jones who may be better at it.

Especially Merio, this guy has been working on Wall Street for almost two decades.

His main job has always been not investment and finance, but an assistant to related aspects.

"Understood." Abel responds to David Mellon:

"Then you can send it directly to Merio. I'll ask Merio to contact these people later. โ€

"OK~" David Mellon said.

"That's right." Before hanging up the phone, Abel spoke again:

"How much is the price of oil right now? I'm referring to international oil prices. โ€

"I'll take a look." David said.

Then David reported a statistic on the phone.

After hearing this, Abel immediately gave an order:

"A good statistic. So, next, David, we're going to start shorting. โ€

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

David, who was on the other side of the phone, was obviously excited.

"You say, my boss. We'd love to charge you again! โ€

Abel smiled, took the phone and said:

"Three billion US dollars, the ratio is still 1:1, the leverage ratio is 6-8 times, and the international oil futures are shorted at the current price."

"Understood!"

David over there said decisively.

Abel hesitated for a moment, and he said softly:

"By the way, you can also contact John Brown of the New York branch of the Bank of Texas in New York. Mr. J. Brown. โ€

After hearing Abel's name, Abel noticed that David was waiting for a few seconds before replying, "What do you mean?"

That's what it means. Later, Smith Capital's middleman added a Texas Commercial Bank. โ€

As soon as Abel said this, he heard David laugh softly from there, and his tone sounded more pleasant.

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

It's as simple as talking to smart people, just ask David to contact John J. J. Brown.

This N-generation Mellon was born and immediately associated with a lot of things.

Abel smiled and said:

"It's too early to say what will happen. But there should always be one more choice, right? Like I chose you then, David. โ€

"Understood." David Mellon said with a smile.

"Okay. That's it. Abel said, "Next time, goodbye." โ€

โ€œOK~โ€

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

Dressed in a roomy nightgown, he stood up and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room of the Four Seasons Ambassador Suite, looking down on downtown San Francisco below.

Looking down from the top, you can't see the figures of Brother Ni and the homeless people at the bottom.

You can only see some cyberpunk, but at the same time it is extremely beautiful, beautiful and prosperous steel jungle.

It's not as good as New York, but downtown San Francisco is still very bustling.

Abel was thinking about his next business layout.

To be honest, because he wasn't much of a business elite.

Just a street writer.

The original is also a high-class redneck with a strong artistic talent, but otherwise only good at walking dogs, herding horses, and doing some American farmer work.

After such two souls are fused, it would be really strange if they could suddenly become business elites.

If he didn't have a "talent" in finance, Abel estimated that he would only be able to take out some spare money at most and invest in some listed companies that will be popular in the future.

Then hold it in your hands and sell it in about ten years.

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

It's enough for myself in that state to live happily in the United States.

The key is that he is not only reborn, but also brings such a "talent".

And also came to Wall Street.

More than ten months of happy life on Wall Street have made him no longer satisfied with the life of a rich man.

He wanted more.

It's just that these "more" are not so easy to obtain, and you can't get them on Wall Street alone anyway.

Relying on Wall Street alone can be risky.

He had to develop a grand business layout for himself.

As a result, the layout is just getting started.

He himself felt a little chaotic and couldn't control it.

Thinking a little bit of a headache, he patted his forehead.

"Smack~"

"Alas, to put it mildly, it is still not worthy of virtue."

He could only admonish himself like this, and let himself try to get to the point.

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

The rest, can only be said to be done step by step.

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

One is his talent in the financial field.

There is also a family background that can be stronger under the influence of their financial talents.

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

Thinking about it this way, Abel felt much more relaxed.

He no longer thinks about his somewhat complicated business layout.

"So be it. Let's get the media and entertainment out of the way first! But the focus should be on energy and industry. โ€

"In terms of media and entertainment, there are currently CAA, AB Smith Entertainment, Marvel, AB Smith Newspaper, and Isa. Isha shouldn't be counted, it's just a plaything paradise. That's brokerage business, film investment, film companies, and print media. โ€

Come to think of it, in this business chain.

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

The theater chain is not easy to touch, and it may trigger the Paramount Act at that time.

After thinking about it, in the field of media and entertainment, Abel feels that he will focus on TV stations and film distribution next.

Among them, the release of the film 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 still the TV station.

Abel in front of the floor-to-ceiling window returned to the sofa.

He searched a few drawers next to him, and found paper and pen easily.

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

After clarifying this area, Abel focused his attention on energy and industry, which he actually valued more.

The media is just the mouthpiece and personal entertainment, and energy and industry are the skeleton of whether one's waist can stand upright.

In terms of business, Abel honestly has no clue.

Fortunately for energy, he is now the owner of Aleswas, Texas and the Electric Company.

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

In the future, it can be used to strengthen itself by injecting capital or directly annexing other peers.

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

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

"That's it for now."

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

At this moment, he heard the sound of soft footsteps behind him.

It was the sound of stepping barefoot on a soft carpet.

Abel looked back and saw in the dim light.

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

Unlike Jessica, this Nizi doesn't like to wear clothes when he's around.

"Honey, what are you doing?" Anne Hathaway, who squinted her sleep, woke up and couldn't find Abel.

I heard a voice in the living room, and came out to find Abel.

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

As soon as he finished speaking, Anne had already walked up to him.

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

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

Annie: ฮฃ(ยฐโ–ณยฐ|||) ๏ธด

Abel: (โ†’_โ†’)

"Oh, I suddenly remembered. I'm hungry and I'm going to get something to eat. Anne stood up and said.

Abel pulled her over and removed her pajamas.

"What kind of food?"

When the two of them came out of the room, looking for something to eat.

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

To be honest, Anne Hathaway didn't want to come out at all.

She has soft hands and feet at the moment, and she relies on her boyfriend to support her.

Now he is a big-bellied man, and the amount of food he eats is the food of several red-necked people who are more than two meters tall.

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

Just come out and eat out, anyway, the Four Seasons Hotel also has a restaurant.

And it's still open 24 hours a day, specifically for customer service.

With Anne, who had soft hands and feet, not sleepy but tired and trembling, she was followed by Edward and a few others.

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

There's the VIP restaurant at the Four Seasons Hotel San Francisco Downtown.

Stepping out of the elevator, Abel first saw a rock security worker.

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

This staff member came down ten minutes early.

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

Arrive where the boss is going in advance and check the safety.

The rock security staff who accompanied him, and not only this staff, came down three.

With the direct relocation of the Rock Security Headquarters, and the attention that Abel has always attached to.

The security company is getting bigger and bigger, and it's becoming more and more specialized in the relevant aspects.

Edward didn't stop himself from coming down, and Able knew that this meant that the Rock Security had confirmed that it was safe.

He stepped out of the elevator and half-helped and half-led Anne Hathaway to the restaurant.

Twelve o'clock in the evening,

The Four Seasons Hotel's VIP restaurant, as well as other guests.

Abel noticed that there were three tables of guests in the restaurant, which was about 200 square meters.

Including his table, there are four tables in total.

He soon discovered that the other guest at the other table, who was closer to him, was not a guest at all.

It was played by the Rock Security Guards, presumably a protective post set up to facilitate support in the cafeteria.

There are two other tables, one with only one guest and one with three guests.

Seeing this scene, he nodded with satisfaction.

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

After sitting down, his own bodyguard brought the menu of the restaurant, and Abel ordered a bunch of meat, and then handed the menu to Anne.

"The milk pudding here, the pictures look good. I remember your favorite milk pudding, would you like one? โ€

Abel asked softly.

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

On weekdays, she does like to eat this dessert.

"Still don't eat it." She whispered.

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

Just drink something to relieve your greasy, Anne thought to herself.

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

They have their own bodyguards, deliver the menu to the restaurant, and then supervise them to cook.

At this moment, Anne's body is sore and numb, and she is tired after excessive exercise.

She is in better spirits. Came all the way from Los Angeles and slept in the car for two hours.

Just in the evening, I squinted for another hour or so.

She was now unable to sleep and exhausted, and she spoke to Abel:

"Honey, look at what you said to Ovitz today, did you really buy Marvel?"

Abel smiled and nodded, "I arrived in San Francisco yesterday. I didn't ask you to come over because yesterday I was negotiating with Isaac Perlmutter of Marvel. โ€

It took half an hour to negotiate, and the rest of the time was spent on other things.

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

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

"Oh oh~"

Relying on her own ability and IQ, being admitted to New York University Anne is not one of those pure scumbags in Hollywood.

The concepts of relative holding, security holding and absolute holding are known and understood.

"So it's true that you're going to buy back the rights to Spider-Man and the X-Men?" Anne Hathaway was curious again.

"Nature is true." Abel smiled and reached out to retrieve the sideburns she had lowered as she spoke, back to her white and delicate ears.

This little action made Anne's heart very useful, and she smiled sweetly.

"Do I really have a chance to play Mary Jane or Gwen? When I was a kid, my favorite superhero was Spider-Man! The woman she wants to be the most is Mary Jane. But then I thought Gwen was good, too! โ€

Anne Hathaway said happily.

"Then I'll make your dreams come true. Believe me. Abel laughed.

"Honey~ You're so nice." Anne's mood is getting better and better, even if her hands and feet are sore, she still can't help but want to throw herself into her arms and squeeze into Abel's arms.

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

I have to say that the Yanmares, when they are young and in the best shape, are good in all aspects!

He sighed in his heart.

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

Lin and Johnson, who were a little farther to the side, also blocked his left-hand side, blocking the view in that direction.

The bodyguards' very tacit actions made Abel slightly stunned.

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He thought to himselfโ€”

It can't be really so unlucky, it's just that I came out hungry and had a supper at night, and I encountered some shooting, right?

(End of chapter)