Bernie Ecclestone didn't have to wait until the evening to see Abel.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon.

It is also an executive lounge on the fourth floor.

Bernie Ecclestone, who had just returned to his room and lay down, had just closed his eyes for a short time.

With his eyes a little hazy, he had to come here and look at Abel in front of him.

"Hello Mr. Ecclestone, I'm Abel Smith."

Abel did not go back to the room, went to another hotel room to take a shower and changed into a set of clothes.

He smiled and shook hands with Bernie Ecclestone.

Bernie Ecclestone also responded, "Hello, Mr. Smith. I'm Bernie Ecclestone."

After a simple pleasantries.

Abel got straight to the point and said, "Mr. Ecclestone. To be honest, it's not that I want to host the Formula 1 American leg when I asked you to come over this time."

Hearing Abel say this, Bernie Ecclestone's hazy eyes suddenly refreshed.

This coquettish little old man, whose hair was not completely white, but who had dyed all his hair silver-white, couldn't help but say:

"Mr. Smith, what do you mean by that? Since you don't mean to take over, what do you mean by calling me from London?"

Are you playing with me?

Bernie Ecclestone thought unpleasantly.

"Gedson Entertainment has been hosting F1 for almost three years. Except for the first year, all of them were lost." Abel said.

"This kind of loss-making business, no one will do it soon. It's the same with Genterson Entertainment."

Bernie Ecclestone's face sank completely.

Bernie Ecclestone also knew about it.

This is a headache for Bernie Ecclestone and the FIA executives.

This is a bit like the example of FIFA being the person who cares most about the Chinese national football team except for the people of the Celestial Empire.

> Holding companies and FIA, who care more about American F1 cars than Americans.

Because of what, because the market is huge, because the huge market has not yet been developed, because it is profitable.

"Mr. Smith. If you don't want to host the F1 USA race. These things have nothing to do with you." Bernie Ecclestone said in an unhappy mood.

"If you want to host F1 America. Then I believe you will have a complete publicity plan. Where we need to work with F1 or FIA, we're going to do our best."

Bernie Ecclestone said, "If it's anything else, then I don't think you need to look for me."

"Mr. Ecclestone, the reason I came to you is simple."

Abel smiled, looked at Bernie Ecclestone, who was a little unhappy, and said directly:

"I want to buy F1 Holdings, I want to buy F1, Mr. Eclerstone, do you think it's necessary to inform you about this?"

"What?"

Bernie Ecclestone, thinking he had misheard, "Mr. Smith, you said you were going to buy F1?"

Able smiled and nodded.

Bernie Ecclestone laughed as well.

"Mr. Smith, you tricked me from London. Just to tell me you're going to buy my company?"

"First of all, I didn't lie to you." Abel says:

"I do want to host the American race of F1. But there is a premise, which is that F1 has to be mine. Because that's the only way I'm going to invest enough resources to make Formula 1 America the brightest place in formula racing."

"Secondly. F1 is not yours Mr. Ecclestone. You're a creator and manager at best. As far as I know, you only own about 13% of the shares."

Seeing Abel's expressionless face, Bernie Ecclestone took a deep breath.

This coquettish little British old man is also decisive.

Bernie Ecclestone, who stood up directly, said to Abel:

"I'm sorry. If that's it

We don't have much to talk about. Mr. Smith, I won't be in the United States next time. If you still want to work with F1, then please go to London and I'll treat you to a good coffee."

With that, Bernie Ecclestone turned and left.

Abel didn't stop either.

When Bernie Ecclestone walked away, David Jones came up and said:

"Boss, Miss Bush is coming for you. But knowing that you were meeting guests, she went back to rest."

Abel nodded and told David to go out and call Alan Baker in.

The chief nucleus of the advisory board walked in.

Abel said directly:

"Bernie Ecclestone simply refused, and it didn't seem to have any intention of selling. As we had planned, we would like to contact the shareholders of other F1 holding companies."

Alan bent down slightly: "No problem, I'll do it."

"Then go ahead. Don't delay the Smith newspaper business. I should say that I should try to put more energy into the acquisition of newspapers." Abel commanded.

Compared with the inconsequential F1, Abel is more concerned about the acquisition of newspapers.

& NBA, for Abel, it's just entertainment, and it's just the layout of the commercial sports industry.

His main foothold, his own basic plate, Abel is still very firm and clear.

Abel didn't leave the box, and used the business phone number two to call David Mellon.

Over the years, the situation of the USD/NOK pair has become more and more strange.

The exchange rate remained at the same price as before, without much change.

However, the accumulated futures contract positions, as well as the funds in the plate, have come to a dangerous and terrifying point.

And they ultimately affect the exchange rate stability of the Norwegian krone as a whole.

Let the country's *** currency, in the exchange with other currencies, there is also a strange situation like the dollar.

In Norway, there is already a financial crisis, and the talk of an imminent unfolding in the Kingdom of Norway is already underway.

The strange and calm exchange rate price has affected the import and export of goods in the Kingdom of Norway, and more oligarchs are already watching the Kingdom of Norway, the fat and oily Nordic star.

If you are not careful, the country will be very dangerous.

No one on Wall Street can say what the situation is.

It's the same with the people at Smith Capital, only Abel knows the ending.

Knowing the current general situation of USD/NOK, what Abel asked David to do was to continue to stand still.

The time has not yet come.

After hanging up the phone, Abel returned to the executive suite on the top floor.

The next day, around ten o'clock in the morning.

In the room of the Li sisters, the living room is on a soft huge sofa.

Li Xinyu's favorite place to lie in the past two days.

「. Woo woo."

"I'm going to die."

A long whimper.

Then the sound of a woman gasping for air rang out in the living room.

Abel couldn't put it down and stroked Li Fuzhen's smooth back.

"Hey, isn't that going to work? We have a full day left today."

He laughs.

Li Fuzhen is relatively petite compared to him, lying on his body softly.

"All day? No, then I'll die."

Li Fuzhen's voice is as gentle as ever, but the charm is more sufficient, and even the human voice seems to have just been salvaged out of the water.

Soggy.

Abel laughed and didn't answer, but brought up something else.

"How much of the group's shares does your father still own?"

The woman who had just been happy with him was a little stunned when she heard his question.

Li Fuzhen tried to raise her head,

Looking up at him from below, "What are you asking for?"

The group founded by Li Fuzhen's grandfather is the largest conglomerate and the largest consortium in Hanguo, and even has a strong influence in the world.

SVNG Group has more than 80 enterprises in electronics, commodities, heavy industry, electrical machinery, etc., involving electronics, semiconductors, shipbuilding, chemicals, construction, and even military industries.

Some people say that there are only things that Han people can't live without for a lifetime.

The Li family, who controls this huge group, is naturally the largest family in the Han Kingdom.

But if you look at it from a higher level, you will find that the Li family of the group is a senior worker.

Because Li Fuzhen's father controls the group's shares, since the 97 Han financial crisis, it has been only about 2%.

"If you don't say it, I know." Abel smiled and said to Li Fuzhen, "Your father's shares are only 2%, but he has a high voting power."

Li Fuzhen was silent.

This is the pain of the Li family.

In the last century, when she had just turned twenty.

She was in high spirits, and at that time it was also the most energetic time for the Li family.

At that time, it had just gotten rid of the stage of making low-end supporting for neon people, and began to have its own upstream industry and advanced patented technology.

Li Fuzhen's father was ambitious, clamoring within the family and the group to lead the group to become the world's top company.

In the case of the Americans eccentrically suppressing the neon people and deliberately supporting the Han people.

Li Jiahe did it. They have come to the forefront of the world in the electronics and semiconductor industry, made a lot of money, and made the group bigger and bigger.

And then there are the Americans who raise pigs, who think they can kill pigs and eat meat.

The financial crisis of the Han Kingdom came unexpectedly.

In that crisis.

Han Guo smashed the pot and sold iron, wanting to save the economy, and even encouraged women across the country to sell gold and silver jewelry in exchange for money to buy stocks and treasury bonds to support the national economy.

The mantis arm of the Han people did not play much use, after all, the national strength was there, after all, their rise was originally supported by pig farmers and fed pig food.

There are only two countries that Americans can't cut, from beginning to end.

One was not cut, but it had hung itself on the southeast branch. The other is very thin now, and the Americans are not in the mood to cut.

It's just that when it's time to cut, you will find that you can't cut it.

Other countries, especially the countries that are bred like Han and Neon.

That's not just cutting if you want to.

The wealth accumulated by the Hansians for decades has been wiped out by the tidal wave of the dollar launched by the Americans.

The Li family, who originally firmly controlled the group, also completely lost control of the group in that crisis.

The founder and chairman of Tangtang only hold 2% of the shares of the group company.

This made Li Fuzhen's father almost sick at that time.

Fortunately, the Americans at this time had strong national strength.

As soon as I cut off a large piece of meat from my own dog and pig, I immediately supplemented them with some nutrients and feed, so that they could continue to grow meat.

The group that changed the boss got a better opportunity than the neon people.

The companies controlled by the Han chaebols can enter the North American market casually without any siege and interception.

You can also get help from American capital in the global market.

This is the treatment that neon companies do not have.

The chaebols of the Han Kingdom were all relieved and were not completely defeated.

But as a result, the money their company makes has nothing to do with them.

Like the Li family of the group, the chaebols who control the country are nothing more than white gloves put by the Americans in the Han country.

&svng Group is still a Hanguo enterprise, and the control is firmly in the hands of the Li family. But the vast majority

Profits went into the pockets of the American capital predators.

It wouldn't be wrong to say that he was working for the United States. In addition, the development of globalization is also inseparable from the "support" of American capital.

This is why the head of the group later died, and as a result, in order to pay inheritance tax, his son and Li Fuzhen sisters had to sell a lot of shares for cash, so that they had the money to pay inheritance tax.

The reason is that the Li family really doesn't have much money, and all the money earned by the Li family goes to the pockets of American capitalists.

The Li family is just the world's top wage earners.

"What are you asking about this all of a sudden?" Li Fuzhen asked softly.

"Are you interested in returning to Han to be the queen?" Abel hugged her, his hands just full.

This made Abel feel a little incredible.

His hands are big, big enough to easily grab a basketball with one hand.

With such a big hand, Li Fuzhen can only be just full.

This proves her majesty.

Li Fuzhen is like this.

Li Xinyu, who looks bigger than her sister, Abel can't imagine it.

"Go back to Han to be the queen?" Li Fuzhen was stunned.

Han Guo and their relatives to the north have long since lost their royal family.

Without the royal family, of course, there would be no queen.

Li Fuzhen is a smart person, she naturally knows that Abel is just a reference.

"What do you mean?" She was nervous and expectant.

It's better to think about it yourself, so that your efforts will not be in vain.

Li Fuzhen thought to herself.

"I'm already gradually acquiring shares in some groups." Abel grabbed both hands and said with a smile:

"I currently hold more than your father's. Although it is only a preferred stock, it does not have much right to speak. But at a certain point, and I'm still an American, I think your father will have to reuse you because of that."

Abel's words were quite subtle.

But Li Fuzhen had already understood, she knew what Abel meant, which was what she thought.

After realizing this. Even with her forbearance and cold heart, she couldn't help but show a happy expression on her face at this moment.

"What you say is true?" Li Fuzhen let him catch it, even if it hurts, she doesn't say a word.

"But my father won't allow him, and won't allow me, the daughter of the corrupt door, he..."

Li Fuzhen was about to speak, but was interrupted by Abel.

"Let you go back. I went back as a representative of the board of directors, or even as a director." Abel said, "You don't need your father's consent. Do you know what I mean?"

"Understood." Li Fuzhen laughed.

She understood what Abel meant at the beginning, but she wasn't sure, worried that Abel was playing with herself—well, it had already been played.