「. Is there any movement?"

"It's business as usual."

End of March.

It rained for the first time of the year in New York.

The dark clouds in the sky enclosed the whole city in its arms.

No one likes this kind of rain in a busy metropolis like Manhattan because it's overwhelming.

In the evening.

The rain has become much lighter, even though night has fallen.

It was still dripping, casting a veil of mystery over the night.

Abel lifted the Maybach to the rear of a first-class airplane's freestanding executive seat and adjusted the seat to suit his comfort.

Not long ago, I could faintly hear the sound of rain hitting the car windows, but now the surrounding area is filled with the sound of car horns one after another.

It's stuck in traffic again.

He spoke to Edward, who was acting as a temporary driver in front of him.

"Miss Theron's medical examination is normal, and there are no strangers around us."

"Even if we voluntarily released some loopholes, we didn't."

Listening to Edward's reply, Abel, who was holding his chin in his right hand, asked, "What about NYU?"

"It's hard for our people to get close to Miss Lauren. She's got people from the Secret Service around her."

"But we can be sure that she hasn't been out of New York in a while."

Edward replied.

Abel in the back compartment fell into deep thought.

After I broke out such a "fierce news".

Abel had thought he would be under a lot of pressure from Texas.

Abel has even selfishly figured out how to release these pressures.

He has done his ideological work well.

He told himself that-

Those who do something wrong should be punished.

However, March of this year is almost over.

The Big Apple also had its first rain.

Abel's imaginary anger didn't come.

This made his preparations useless at all.

Aberle held his chin and looked out the window at the rain a little distracted.

Where did the mistakes go?

Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~

Abel stretched out his other hand and tapped lightly on the window.

Abel felt that he was in the area of intrigues.

It's really not capable.

First, the heart is not ruthless enough, and the bottom line and conscience are still there.

The second is that IQ is like that, and there is no specialty in this area.

He didn't want to consult his advisory group about this kind of thing.

In the end, I was confused and became like this.

"Whew"

Able withdrew his hand from knocking on the window, and he exhaled softly.

"Find a way to let Laura know where Charlize is staying now."

He said this last word to Edward.

The convoy moves through Manhattan on a rainy night.

The rain was getting heavier and the sky was getting darker.

After about half an hour of blockage.

The convoy arrived at the door of the InterContinental Hotel in Upper Manhattan.

There's a high-class cocktail party here tonight.

Presented by Bloomberg founder Michael Bloomberg.

Last year, Mr. Bloomberg was still hiding his own agenda.

By the beginning of this year, after being identified as a candidate for the Elephant Party.

That's the heart of Bloomberg, and everyone in New York knows it.

Even many newspapers have reported that the founder of Bloomberg will participate in this year's New York election.

Bloomberg no longer concealed it, and began to be active on the Masashi stage in New York.

As a friend of Michael Bloomberg, and an ally in some way.

Sometimes, Abel will naturally come out to stand on the platform.

Sometimes he had to attend a drinking party like tonight.

Compared with the high-profile drinking party of the rich people, Bloomberg's drinking party tonight was very low-key.

There were many guests he couldn't invite as a rich man before.

Tonight, because he is a candidate of the party, he attended the reception.

He had told Abel about it beforehand.

So when Abel and him, at the door of the banquet hall, they were in contact and chatting.

Two middle-aged guests surnamed Fusslo came from behind, and Abel was not surprised.

Michael Bloomberg went up to greet them warmly, and Abel was going to go in first.

But one of the guests, surnamed Foxro, stopped him very politely.

"Mr. Smith? Mr. Abel Smith? Hello Hello, I'm Jerlinken Vozzlo."

Among them, the middle-aged male Foxloe walked a few steps quickly to shake hands with him.

Abel also stretched out his hand and shook hands with him with a smile:

"Hello, I'm Abel Smith, hello Mr. Fox Row."

"Ha~ This is my wife, Erin Vothro."

Jelincoln Fossloh introduces the middle-aged women around him.

The other party also smiled and shook Abel's hand.

This made Michael Bloomberg a little envious and jealous.

To know this pair of Vosslo.

Bloomberg, the host of tonight's cocktail party, was not so polite.

But for Abel, this is the attitude.

looked at Abel, who was slowly walking into the drinking party, and two Foxro.

Bloomberg muttered, "Madefak! Is the blue blood of Mayflower so popular?! Even Vothloh is not exempt from vulgarity!"

Muttering and muttering, Michael Bloomberg continued to receive guests one after another with a warm smile on his face.

Tonight is still important for Bloomberg.

Abel, on his side, had already chatted with Jelincoln Fusslo and his wife.

There is no doubt that this Vosloh is the same Vousloh you think it is.

Foxroe's home base was originally in New York.

When New York was founded, most of the properties from 22nd Street to 46th Street in Manhattan, from 5th Avenue to Hudson River, were owned by the Vothroy family.

On the Internet of the Celestial Empire, later generations often referred to Adams, Vossroe, Kennedy, and Bush as the four great families of the United States.

This statement can be said to be true or not.

If you're right, that's true from a historical perspective.

But from the real perspective of the United States today, this is not the case.

The first is Adams.

They were the first relatives in the history of the United States.

In the first 100 years of the founding of the United States, it was indeed extremely prominent.

Even now, they still have a certain amount of influence.

But more than 200 years later, they are actually not as strong as before.

After World War II, their influence on the country was very depleted.

If you look at the current game, they can be in the top 20 at most.

Speaking of the four major families, it can only be seen from the perspective of their historical influence.

The same is true for Vossloh.

They have had uncles and nephews.

This gives them a great place in history.

But that nephew Vothro, he has a "hobby".

That's this nephew, Vothro.

He likes to eat capitalists, and legend has it that he "eats" a capitalist one day

Well, that's actually referring to nephew Vothro.

This is the only one in the history of the United States to serve four consecutive terms as a commander-in-chief.

There was a time when he was almost on average trying to bring down an American capitalist in one day.

This gentleman, before the end of World War II, wanted to reform.

This reform has been erased from the American track and record.

If this reform succeeds.

After World War II, there will be almost no place for capitalists on the earth.

But he failed.

In the context of the end of World War II, the Allies had already won the victory.

He died.

The cause was a sudden cerebral hemorrhage.

After his death, almost eighty percent of his reforms and set paths were overturned.

The United States has gone to the other extreme.

Years later, those who have a heart can find out.

Obviously, there have been two great commanders in history, and both of them appeared in modern times.

But after his nephew, there is no more Fausloh in American politics.

Even Adams, a relic of the founding era, can occasionally appear in the news.

But there really wasn't one left.

Is this disdain for children and grandchildren?

No, this is after the nephew.

The capitalists in the United States will be involuntarily terrified when they see "Foxloe".

Since his nephew Voslo, there has been no Fausloh in the United States.

They don't allow that kind of Vossloh to appear!

That is, Foxroe left a rich political legacy, plus the family was originally the top family in New York.

Otherwise, it is not certain whether there is Foxlo or not.

Fortunately, decades have passed.

The magic of time has soothed fear and scars.

The word "Vozzlo" appears very little in the media.

Otherwise, younger generations like Jelincoln Foxro.

It simply can't be in a cocktail party like tonight.

Abel is a young man who doesn't know much about this.

And Jelincoln Fussrow was so enthusiastic that he had to deal with it a little bit, even if he was a hypocentric snake.

This scene fell into the eyes of many old New Yorkers.

"Oh~" An old man who was talking to Robert Morgenthau suddenly pointed to Abel and Vosrow in the direction behind Robert.

"Look over there. Robert, that little guy doesn't seem to know yet."

Robert Morgenthau looked back and saw Able having a "great conversation" with Jerlinken Vothro.

This scene made Robert frown.

"Peggy." Robert suddenly said to his granddaughter:

"Abel is here. You and he are friends, how about calling him over here to talk to us old men?"

Peggy was stunned, then realized something, she smiled and nodded, then turned around and went to the back to find Abel.

Soon, Peggy Morgenthau took Abel, who felt a little inexplicable, away from the couple of Jerlinken Fusslo.

After he was gone, Jelincoln Vosloh couldn't help but sigh deeply.

His wife reached out to hold him and comforted her husband softly:

"It's alright, Jaylin. Just a young man. We shouldn't have come to a drinking party like this."

Jerlinken Fussrow smiled wryly back, but quickly lifted his spirits.

He said, "It's good to have you, my dear."

The couple sweetly clasped hands.

Abel followed Peggy to Robert's circle.

There were five people in the small circle, including Robert.

It looks like two old white couples, and Robert with his granddaughter.

"Good evening, Robert, good evening, gentlemen and ladies."

Abel, who came over, took the initiative to say hello to these old guys.

He didn't know them.

But Abel knows that none of the guys who can appear here tonight are simple.

"Hello, Mr. Smith. I'm Jaken Freelinghaytham and this is my wife, Linda Freelinghaythen."

Hearing that the other party belonged to a relatively rare surname in the United States, Abel's heart moved.

He remembered that in the U.S. Congress, there was a congressman named Freelingheiten.

The reason why he remembered it so clearly was because he knew this Frilingheiten family.

It is one of the well-known "congressional families" in the upper echelons of the United States.

The so-called congressional families refer to those families in which members of Congress often appear.

Statistics have shown that in one session of Congress in the United States.

On average, more than 17% of the members of parliament come from a family of parliamentarians.

There are more than 700 families in the United States, and at least two family members have been sent to Congress

Frilingheiten is one of them, and it seems that they have produced five or six members of Congress.

Families like this, there are Harrison, Kennedy, Adams, Hamilton, Taft, and so on.

The United States announced to the world that they had long since abolished the hereditary system of aristocracy.

But they didn't tell the world that they had done something else.

The effect is even better.

"Hello. Mr. Frilingheiten, and Mrs. I'm Abel Smith." Abel smiled and shook hands.

Then there was another old couple named Huck Taft.

After the greetings, Jaken Freelingheitam said casually:

"Mr. Smith, are you friends with Jerlinken Vossrow?"

Abel didn't know why he asked, but he didn't know Jerlinken Forthroh either.

It was when I came in just now that I happened to meet me.

The other party is so enthusiastic, it's just hard to get rid of it.

Abel was neither humble nor arrogant, and spoke out very generously.

Huck Taft smiled next to him and said:

"No wonder then. Young people, after all. Mainly, Mr. Smith, you are so good that sometimes it makes us forget your age. Forget your age, it's only a quarter of us."

Jaken Freelinghaytham smiled and nodded.

Abel smiled, not knowing what kind of medicine the two old white men were selling in their stomachs.

Fortunately, there was an old acquaintance Morgenthau next to him, which didn't make him bored.

It's the topics that the old men start talking about later, and a lot of them are about the Capitol Hill side.

The more he listened, the more bored he became, and he couldn't help but chat with Peggy Morgenthau.

"Peggy, it's like every time Robert goes to a drinking party, he takes you with him."

"Not really. Sophia and Anna are sometimes taken out by their grandfather. Our grandfather's female companions were usually us."

Robert Morgenthau's wife died long ago.

Since a few years ago, when the old man attended a cocktail party, his female companions were replaced by his granddaughters.

But Peggy didn't say that she was indeed the one who was brought out the most.

She alone accounted for half of it.

Several other cousins, together as she does

According to Robert, it's because Peggy is the smartest and most like him.

"That's right." Seeing the old man chatting hotly, Abel gently lowered his voice and whispered to Peggy.

"I always felt like you were deliberately calling me from Jerlinken's side. Because of what?"

Peggy's pretty eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Don't you know that in New York, Fox is some kind of taboo?"

"I don't know." Abel is right: "I'm not a New Yorker"

Here we go again.

Peggy thought to herself, and she still whispered:

"Now you know. Just stay away from them in the future. Grandpa asked me to come over and call you over

。」

"Okay."

Abel noted this, but he didn't know why Vothroh was taboo in New York.

It's obvious that people's ancestors are such dicks.

But when he thought about it, he had been in New York for more than a year.

It seems that in the daily drinking parties and exchanges, there is really no trace of Fusslo.

When he met tonight, he would talk a little more.

I didn't expect it to look like there was still a problem?

"But why was Bloomberg so enthusiastic about them just now?" Abel said suddenly.

"Probably because this friend of yours doesn't know about it like you." Peggy said calmly.

Abel thought about it and felt that it was really possible.

Mr. Bloomberg was a postman, and his father was a clerk for a dairy company.

This kind of background can only be regarded as a grassroots background.

In the past, I was mainly involved in the business world, and it is possible that I did not understand some taboos.

The reception soon began in earnest, and Bloomberg entered.

About sixty or seventy people gathered in a spacious hall with an area of more than 1,000 square meters, using the buffet mode.

It is everyone walking through the cocktail party, constantly talking and chatting with other guests.

This is how relationships slowly accumulate little by little, and this is one of the most enthusiastic social modes of these people.

Abel wasn't bored, and he occasionally chatted with Peggy, or with the guests who came to talk to him.

Today, as one of the new giants of Wall Street.

In this kind of orthodox drinking party, he also has a certain status.

Not to mention if you really linger in this kind of place for a long time.

These guests also easily know that he has a good relationship with the Bush and Morgenthau families.

If you don't look at anything else, just look at Robert Morgenthau's favorite granddaughter, who has been talking to him.

Halfway through the reception, Bloomberg ran a lap.

Finally came to this small circle.

By this time Jaken Freelinghatham and Huck Taft, the two old fellows, had gone elsewhere.

"Hi, Michael. You look really in good spirits tonight."

For Bloomberg, Abel took the initiative a lot.

"Choking~"

Abel smiled and touched the other party with a red wine glass.

"Haha~" Bloomberg said with a smile, "The guests are so welcoming! Made me drink a lot. I'm not in high spirits, but I think I'm getting drunk!"

Since March, Bloomberg has hosted several such receptions.

But the first few times, the status of the guests who came was average.

Until this time, the New York party bigwigs finally unified their voices.

As the party's candidate, he finally had the full support of the Elephant Party forces in New York.

That's why today's guests of this level have arrived.

What happened tonight was what Bloomberg had been waiting for.

"Drinking is a good thing. But don't be greedy." Robert Morgenthau, the old donkey party, suddenly laughed.

That's right, Robert has always been a donkey party.

But can't the Donkey Party appear at the banquet held by the Elephant Party?

Not necessarily.

Let's not say that this drinking party is not exclusive to the party.

Even if it is exclusive to the elephant party, it is normal for some donkey parties to appear.

After all, it's still the time of donkey/elephant duality.

The era of all-out confrontation has not yet come.

These Abel are not in the mood.

He is interested in making money and increasing his influence.

Since Bloomberg and Robert are there.

Abel wanted to talk about Hudson's Bay Yards again.

The thing about Roosevelt Jr. is really interesting, if you are interested, you can look it up, I am in B

Stand on and NGA to see. After reading it, it was an eye-opener, it was really an unimagined road, but unfortunately it died before it was officially taken.