As Abel's fellow countryman and bodyguard captain.

Edward was very authoritative in the rock security.

Just the identity of a fellow villager makes him more trusted by Abel.

What's more, he is also the strongest of the four bodyguards in terms of personal combat ability at the same time.

This is one of the reasons why he can become the captain of the bodyguard.

looked at Lincoln, who was a little frivolous, and then looked at Johnson, who was silently silent and just eating simply.

Edward felt that it would be nice if Lincoln's personality was like Johnson's.

But no one is perfect.

Although Lincoln's personality is a bit out of the ordinary, he belongs to a normal black character.

But perhaps because of this out-of-character relationship, Lincoln is the "black" expert among the four.

This guy is familiar with the habits, personalities, and behaviors of different gangs in all parts of the United States.

Even with many senior members of the other party, they still know each other.

At the same time, Lincoln was also very good at street fighting, and was the most effective in the streets and indoors.

If it weren't for being a bodyguard next to the boss now.

Edward felt.

In which gang will this guy probably be, as a strong gunman in attack, or even a gang leader.

I don't know such a guy who grew up in that atmosphere.

How could you run to join the army.

And after retiring, there is no choice to return to the quagmire.

Instead, he participated in serious work and has now become Abel's bodyguard.

Edward speculated that it had something to do with Lincoln's mother.

Because the boss once told Edward that Lincoln now had only one relative left.

That's Lincoln's wife.

Lincoln's wife, on the other hand, had gone to work at Smith Farms in Texas with his family last month.

In the future, I may also go to work at the Rock Security in Tarrant County, which seems to be working in the kitchen.

The work is idle, the salary is very high, the benefits are good, and there is a dentist and medical insurance.

In contrast.

For Abel's four King Kongs, in addition to himself, Edward's favorite is the Asian bodyguard Lin.

Lin's full name is Ruyi Lin, and his grandfather's generation came to the United States.

Lin himself has a gentle and resolute personality, but more importantly, he is careful and good at many techniques.

For example, blasting technology, for example, is particularly sensitive to explosives.

At the same time, there are certain car repair techniques that the other three King Kong do not have, and even messy skills such as installing windows and laying floors.

Sometimes Edward felt that the four personal bodyguards selected by the boss were comprehensive enough.

Johnson is silent and doesn't say a word, but he is a sharpshooter, knows a lot about firearms, and is a master of firearms.

Lincoln is very talkative, very good at indoor combat, and at the same time plays pistols very well, and is particularly familiar with the fancy work of American gangs.

Lin is a technical class, and he also has good fighting ability.

Edward himself, on the other hand, was a formidable attacker and was good at frontal combat.

All of them can be used to fight mercenary small battles.

Edward thought to himself as he ate.

At this time, the wireless walkie-talkie placed on the dining table rang.

Johnson, who was the closest, immediately stopped eating, picked it up and pressed the play button.

On the intercom, the voice of Doni, the first female bodyguard of Rock Security, came.

"Edward, Edward, someone came up to the boss. The boss and Miss Charlize are still resting."

Edward took it and responded, "I'll go out now."

Then he took a few seconds to drain the last few steaks from his plate.

"Johnson and I are in charge of the first half of the night, Lin and Lincoln, you two are on standby. If the boss is going to spend the night here, you two will be responsible for the second half of the night."

The other three of the four King Kong all nodded yes, and Edward Johnson walked out of the room.

Not far from the door of the room, Edward saw two people communicating with Donny.

"What's the situation?"

Edward walked over and asked softly.

Although a few of them were eating just now, there were four bodyguards guarding the boss's door.

Doni is the person in charge just now.

"These two people, one said it was the lobby manager of the hotel. The other claimed to be Prince Waleed's bodyguard."

Doni said to Edward, "What do they say about Prince Waleed, who wants to meet our boss."

"Correct, ma'am. It's not Prince Waleed, it's Prince Waleed of the Kingdom of Tessa." The middle-aged man, who was relatively old and probably claimed to be the hotel lobby manager, said with a smile.

Doni didn't answer, just looked at Edward.

Edward had already recognized this middle-aged man as the lobby manager of the hotel.

When he came in, Edward had noticed.

"Prince Waleed? You're the current owner of this Plaza Hotel, right?" Edward thought for a moment and asked:

"Prince Waleed, is there anything going on with my OSS?"

Naturally, there is something.

The other party may even have come over specifically and wanted to see Abel here.

About an hour later.

Abel took Charlize Theron, who was dressed up, in a reception room next to the Palm Room of the Plaza Hotel.

I met a middle-aged desert man in a black suit who looked like a business elite.

"Hello, Mr. Smith!"

As soon as Abel came in, the other party stood up with a smile and a good gesture.

"Hello. Mr. Waleed." Able smiled in response.

This Prince Waleed is quite famous in New York.

It should be said that . Very famous.

Waleed used to buy a lot of Citibank shares in the 80s.

This made him the largest individual shareholder of Citibank.

In addition, this guy is the second largest investor in News Corp., and his stake in a series of internationally renowned companies is included.

The total assets of individuals, ranked far above Abel in Forbes this time, ranked 11th, with as much as $11.2 billion.

By the way, Waleed is also known as the desert buffett, or the god of the Middle East.

It is said that when he started his family, he only had $15,000 from his father, and that was almost thirty years ago.

But Abel felt.

Waleed's $15,000 is estimated to be the same as the "fifty dollars" reported in the media.

He is the grandson of the 21st son of the founding monarch of the Kingdom of Tessa.

Even if you don't do anything.

Now I run back into the desert, I can get a subsidy of more than 100,000 US dollars every month, live in a luxury house that doesn't cost money, and drive a luxury car that doesn't cost money.

Able sat down curiously across from Waleed, wondering why the other party wanted to see him.

"Good evening, Mr. Smith." Waleed politely said:

"I've known you for a long time. This time I happened to come to see my hotel, and when they heard that you were here, I couldn't wait to meet you. I'm sorry this has caused you some trouble!"

"Ha~"

Able smiled, "I've known you for a long time, Prince Waleed. You're Warren Buffett in the desert."

It seems that in front of people like Abel, being called Buffett in the desert makes Waleed very happy.

The middle-aged man smiled and said:

"Actually, it's all nonsense. I don't have any investment skills at all."

"It's just that I have more principal and only stare at the stocks of those big companies."

"Because big companies are not easy to go bankrupt and lose money, that's why I make money

Got some money."

Waleed's words made Abel feel that he was a sincere person.

If this guy really thinks that he is "Buffett of the Desert" and has the talent to mess around.

It is estimated that Wall Street will have to teach him to be a man a long time ago.

Nothing like this has happened at the moment, and it has made him the largest individual shareholder of Citi.

This proves that, to some extent, Wall Street has taken this desert guy as its own.

At the very least, they are also characters outside the periphery of the circle.

It may not be taken seriously, but it will not be targeted by the circle.

When someone on Wall Street eats meat, he can also drink the soup with him, or smell the soup.

And such a guy from the desert can get this kind of treatment in Wall Street, the territory of the Ansa and Judeans.

I don't know what I paid, I guess I must have burned a lot of money.

Thinking like this, Abel smiled and said:

"Okay. This is indeed a sensible thing to do. In addition, the principal is abundant, which is also a kind of strength."

"Just"

Abel changed his words, he looked at Waleed with a smile, and said:

"Mr. Waleed, why did you see me?"

"You can't ask me about my investment secrets, do you?"

"If you ever ask me, I can only say it's intuition."

"I think if any stock I can buy, it will go up in value, that's what I'm capable of."

Abel's words made Waleed feel that the rumors about him on Wall Street were true.

Sure enough, it's personality enough.

Waleed smiled, "Of course not. I want to see you, Mr. Smith, this time, mainly because I want to sell you something."

"Oh?" Abel raised an eyebrow.

"A 3% stake in News Corp. for $1 billion, Mr. Smith, are you interested?"

With a 3% stake in News Corp., Abel said he was certainly interested.

At present, News Corp., in the United States and even in the world, can almost rank among the top three in the industry.

This is a behemoth with a current market capitalization of about $40 billion.

In addition to being Citi's largest individual shareholder, Waleed is the largest individual shareholder.

He is also the second-largest shareholder of News Corp.

It is the billionaire who controls the most shares of News Corp. other than Murdoch.

"News Corp. is a quality company. It also has a market capitalization of at least $40 billion. 3% should be $1.2 billion, and there should be a lot of people in the market who want it."

Abel said calmly, "Mr. Walid, what do you mean by that?"

$1.2 billion worth of shares and sold to himself for $1 billion.

Let yourself earn 200 million for nothing.

This is to say that Waleed has no plans, no ideas.

Abel absolutely didn't believe it.

Waleed probably didn't expect Abel to be so direct, and Buffett in the desert area was stunned.

After a few seconds, Waleed continued to smile and speak:

"Okay. Then I'll tell you the truth. One is that I am very sorry that I was not able to join Smith Capital's private placement last time."

"I hope that at Smith Capital, the next time I launch a private placement, I can join in."

"That's all." Abel replied, "If that's the case, it's fine, but I think there's more to it than that, right?"

The desert people are particularly wealthy and have always been generous.

Such LPs (funders) have always been the favorite type of Wall Street.

"Amount"

Waleed paused, and he looked up at Charlize Theron.

By this moment, Charlize had recognized the identity of the person in front of him.

This Prince Waleed is not a little-known transparent in the United States.

He also often appears on various entertainment in the United States

The super-rich of Le News.

In particular, Waleed's affair with his current wife is often reported in the United States.

Charlize Theron knows that this is a super-rich person, and the super-rich now see themselves like this.

She was stunned, and immediately realized that Waleed should have something to say to Abel.

But I'm afraid that I'm here, so I'm going to go out by myself.

Charlize subconsciously stood up and wanted to leave to avoid it.

But he was stopped by Abel and forced to sit down again.

Able smiled at Waleed and said, "Ha~ Mr. Waleed. I don't think our words are so secret that we need to shy away from Chani. She's a woman I trust."

This sentence made Waleed a little stunned, and also made Charlize feel strange in his heart.

His woman.

Am I positioned in his mind like this?

Isn't it just an agreement?

She thought to herself.

More or less, Charlize still felt that he was being treated with a shred of respect.

Waleed smiled wryly, "Okay. In that case, I'll just say it. Mr. Smith, I heard you're Texan."

"That's right." Abel grabbed Charlize's hand with one hand and played with it, and he wanted to know what kind of medicine was sold in Buffett's gourd in this desert area.

"Then I'd like to treat a Texans to dinner. I wonder if you can help introduce me?"

Abel raised an eyebrow, and he looked at Waleed.

"Who?"

Waleed whispered a name.

After reading it, Waleed also took a special look at Charlize Theron.

Sure enough, on the latter's face, Waleed saw a look of surprise and shock.

And hearing this name, Abel was silent on the surface.

But in his heart, he also quickly analyzed Waleed's purpose.

It's obvious.

Warren Buffett in this desert area probably smelled something.

This is an early visit to the pier.

Whoever called that on Wall Street and the East Coast, in fact, has no sense of existence.

The main influences are in the south with Texas.

But soon he realized that even people like Waleed knew that they could contact that side through themselves.

Then the relationship between himself and their family should have basically been announced in this class.

What relationship?

Before, it was barely a world relationship.

If I can join the Texas consortium, it will be a real world relationship.

Thinking of this, Abel replied briskly:

"Mr. Waleed. I can help you get the word over there. But I'm not involved in the specifics."

"In addition, I want a 3% stake in News Corporation. But I don't want a billion dollars, just according to the current market situation."

News Corp. is not listed in the U.S. at present.

It only took about 18 percent of Fox to market.

Even its headquarters was still in Adelaide, Australia.

In parallel space-time,

It wasn't until 2004 that Murdoch moved his headquarters to the United States.

And registered in the United States, and at the same time chose to go public, becoming a real American company.

Before that, it wasn't easy for outsiders to get a large stake in News Corp.

Although 3% is a little less, this is a stake in News Corporation, and it is not bad to get it.

It's enough to get a seat on the board.

Waleed looked at him so directly.

The desert buffett is also refreshing.

"Good! No problem!" Waleed laughed and said, "That's 1.2 billion dollars."

"Deal." Abel smiled and stood up and reached over.

Waleed shook his hand,

Laughed pleasantly.

After the real goal was achieved, Waleed obviously relaxed a lot.

He and Abel chatted happily.

chatting and chatting, we talked about the yachts and mansions that the rich people in the desert area like to engage in the most.

「. When it comes to yachts going to sea, the weather in New York and even on the East Coast of the United States at this time is obviously not very suitable. It's cold on the sea, and when you go out to sea, you have to hide in the cabin."

「. But you can go to the Caribbean, it won't be so cold over there."

Waleed has a very famous yacht called "".

The yacht was owned by the richest man of arms dealers in the last century, King Levine, and the real estate tycoon Tedlerna, yes, Ikana's father.

&1 year, Waleed spent $30 million to buy the yacht from Tedellerna.

Then it cost $80 million to make it one of the most luxurious yachts in the world.

It is moored near New York all year round and is Waleed's most used yacht.

When it comes to yachting, Abel has actually only taken it once.

It was Ovitz's outing.

Ovitz's yacht, among private yachts, can only be considered medium-sized.

The decoration or something is even more ordinary, and playing with people like Waleed is not of an order of magnitude at all.

When it comes to private jets, Abel has already placed three orders.

Two Gulfstream G400s, one Boeing 737.

But in terms of yachts, he doesn't have one yet.

Chatting with Waleed, Buffett in this desert area said that he would give him "".

But Abel has always disliked second-hand goods, and besides, he actually dislikes "" too small.

After all, this is a yacht produced in the eighties of the last century.

The interior has left Waleed inhuman, but in terms of length and performance, it has long since lagged behind.

"I appreciate your kindness. Waleed." Abel said with a smile.

After chatting for so long, the two began to meet by name.

It's no longer like it was at the beginning, one bite at a time.

"Yours is really good. But I think it's too small. If I want to buy a yacht, I want to buy a sea palace that is at least 200 meters long."

"200 meters?" Waleed was surprised, "That's huge, wow, it's almost four times as long as mine." Can it be considered a yacht if it's so big?"

Able shrugged, "Don't you think it's better to be bigger?" Big is expensive, and expensive is beautiful."

"Big is expensive, expensive is beautiful"

Waleed repeated his words, and then the desert Buffett's eyes lit up.

"Makes sense. When you say that, I think I'm too small." Waleed said excitedly.

Waleed wanted to place an order.