After the reception, Abel and his family did not leave the White House.

Including several other families that are friendly with the Bush family.

Everyone stayed in the White House and spent the night there.

It's not difficult, because with the exception of the Grand Domination living space on the second floor.

There are a total of 136 rooms in the entire white house, which can accommodate twice as many guests.

This time, Abel couldn't share a room with little Laura.

It makes sense to take a nap at noon today. If they slept together even at night, it was somewhat problematic in the eyes of the Puritans who were not yet engaged.

So tonight, Abel slept alone again.

Early the next morning, he said goodbye to his parents and left at Washington National Airport.

Abel and Laura Jr. go to New York, and the Alexander couple return to Texas.

On Houston North Street in Manhattan, Laura Jr. and Abel separated.

Little Laura is going back to NYU to catch up on classes.

This little girl was originally a transfer student, or skipping a grade, and she has been asking for various leave, and her grades are a mess.

Although she is not afraid of not getting a graduation certificate as her, she can't never learn nothing in school.

She was determined to learn so that she could help Abel in the future.

In order to achieve the purpose of concentrating on learning.

Before she separated from Abel, she even told Abel not to look for her for at least two months, and she would soak in the library and classroom every day to make up for all the backwardness.

Abel smiled and heard it, even if he bet that she must have come out to find himself first.

"Impossible! I'm determined this time!" Little Laura said.

"So we bet?"

"What is the bet!! Not necessarily winning."

"Bet"

Abel whispered a few words in her ear.

"Fake!"

Abel's words made little Laura, who had never said foul language in front of him, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

"Don't even think about it! When pigs fly! Impossible, no!" Her pretty eyes widened.

"What a bastard! This kind of thing can be said! Hmph, don't you think about it!"

She sneered, escorted by the Secret Service and Rock Security staff, into the school.

Watch her bounce and look petite.

Sitting in the car, Abel staring at her back, his eyes finally fell on her very upturned xx.

He felt like he was asking a little too much.

"It's too small. It doesn't matter if it's age or body."

He thought for a moment and muttered:

"I guess Ikana and Liv, the two tall guys, can handle it. Maybe I should look for Isha Angel first? They have more endurance."

"Forget it. I'm not really a pervert."

"Gone. Andy." He shouted to the driver in front of him, "Go to Charlie Brown's Pizzeria!"

Andy, the driver, said yes, got out of the wheel, and the convoy pulled into the Boulevard of Manhattan.

Compared to before, Abel feels that Manhattan is much more deserted now.

In the wake of that incident, Manhattan was in a depression not seen in decades.

In the first few days, in addition to the locals who lived here, there were also rescue workers.

A TV station filmed that there were not even a few living people on the entire island of Manhattan.

After such a long time, time has healed a lot, but the mental scars have not healed.

Many people are still afraid that such a disaster will happen here.

This made this small island, which was originally the economic center of the United States, a little depressed.

Abel had been blocked nine times out of ten times here, and this time he drove very smoothly.

It only took about ten minutes to arrive at Charlie Brown's pizzeria in Lower Manhattan.

Gemini is big

The location of Xiaxia happens to be in Xiacheng.

When I got here, there were more people, and I could see many loading trucks and workers wearing hard hats working.

Workers are clearing the rubble, removing a lot of construction waste and putting the site back in order.

Given the productivity of American workers in this era, this kind of work could last for years.

However, due to the special situation, there are all Americans watching here, and the work efficiency is very fast.

When Abel arrived, he could find that he had already cleared more than half of it.

At least from a distance, there is no need to see a large area of ruins, only a construction site-like place.

Get dropped off in front of the pizzeria.

Abel noticed that the glass at the door of Charlie Brown's pizza shop had obviously been replaced.

He knew this, and Edward had mentioned it to him.

In the big event last month.

Some of the debris of the collapsed building shot everywhere, destroying a lot of glass, and some people were even taken to the hospital.

There are unlucky onlookers, and there are those who were directly stoned to death.

Charlie Brown's Pizzeria was not far away, and the door and the glass next to it were hit with two pieces of ruin.

Nothing happened to the man, but the glass door and glass wall were smashed.

Because Abel had already bought the store, Charlie Brown was actually renting his shop.

In this area of damage, of course, the old fellow, the tenant, has to look for Abel.

After Edward brought it up, Abel asked the rock security to pay for it, and simply replaced the glass and door of the store.

Directly replaced with bulletproof double-layer laminated special glass, and the interior decoration was also redone.

In this way, he will eat pizza here in the future, and he will not be afraid of someone attacking outside.

The streets outside were deserted, but Charlie Brown's Pizzeria was open.

When Abel walked in, there were no other than the owner, Charlie Brown, and two waiters who were actually rock security staff pretending to be waiters.

There is also a table of guests.

The guests at this table saw Able come in and waved at him.

It's Bloomberg.

Abel walked over with a smile and greeted the New York Elephant Party's No. 1 candidate this year:

"Good morning, Michael. I didn't expect you to ask me out for dinner here. I thought I was the only one who liked this old guy's pizza."

It so happened that Charlie Brown came over with a pineapple pizza and placed it on Bloomberg's side.

When the old man heard Abel's words, he couldn't help but say:

"Hey, my pizza is the best in New York! Mr. Bloomberg likes it too, and he comes often!"

Bloomberg also smiled and affirmed, "That's right. I come back at least once a week. Charlie's pineapple pizza is so much to my liking."

"Haha~ Thank you for the compliment." Charlie Brown gracefully saluted Bloomberg and left in high spirits.

Abel complained about Bloomberg, who started eating pineapple pizza:

"If only the Italians in New York knew that you were the future of New York City. Long, if you like to eat pineapple pizza so much. Guess if the Italians in New York will vote for you?"

It is said that the first pineapple pizza in history was made by Sam Panopoulos, a Canadian pizza chef from Greece.

In 1962, he made the first pineapple pizza in history in the small town of Chathamkent, Ontario, Canada.

Later, it became popular throughout Canada.

As we all know, Canada is a relatively large "state" in the United States.

Soon it spread to this side. Because it is very much in line with the sweet taste of most Americans, this kind of pizza has become popular here at once.

But pizza with this practice is considered heretical in Italy, the birthplace of pizza.

For Italians, eating pineapple pizza is intolerable.

This is probably like a Huaxia Shu province

It's as intolerable as seeing the sweet "strawberry mapo tofu" made by the neon cabinet.

Hearing Abel say this, Bloomberg, who also likes sweets and is eating vigorously with two pieces of pineapple pizza, couldn't help but pause.

You must know that the Italian community who come to the United States loves to immigrate to the eastern part of the United States, especially New York, because it is a port city.

On the Brooklyn side, there are at least hundreds of thousands of Italians, and even several Italian communities, more than the Chinese here.

This can be seen from the fact that most of the early gang members in New York were Italian.

Thinking of this, Bloomberg couldn't help but put down the delicious pineapple pizza in his hand.

"Well, you seem to have a point." Bloomberg said helplessly.

Abel shrugged, "Actually, I'm just talking about it casually. I don't really know if the Italians really mind."

Bloomberg knew that too, but just in case, he decided to quit pineapple pizza in the future.

and becoming New York City. Compared with the huge interests of the long, a little appetite is nothing to a person like him.

"I came here just now, and I feel like Manhattan is a lot depressed." Abel whispered.

Bloomberg nodded.

"Exactly. As far as I know, there is definite information that more than 400 companies have decided to move out of Manhattan."

"So many?" Abel was surprised.

"There will only be more." Bloomberg said:

"The price of land in Manhattan is intolerable. For the price of renting an office here, you can rent three rooms in Queens. If you change to Brooklyn, you can rent five rooms."

"In the past, moving out of Manhattan would have raised doubts about the company's strength. Now that this has happened, there is no better excuse to evacuate Manhattan at this time."

Before the big event.

Lower Manhattan has more than 20,000 residents.

In less than a month since the event, 10,000 people have left.

There are many more people who have left Manhattan, and the departure of these people has made the place look a bit depressed.

These ordinary citizens can't be blamed.

Even the 500-meter-long Wall Street, surrounded by buildings, commercial establishments, city authorities, banks and insurance companies, even these giants have chosen to move out of here.

23 Wall Street, the former Murgun Chase Building, 37 Wall Street, the former American Trust Company, 45, the former Toronto Mingdao Bank, 63, the former Brown Brothers Harriman Trust Building, and so on, these companies are gone.

After that big event.

Although some of the largest financial institutions and banks still stand here on Wall Street, they are not what they used to be.

The ruins not far away, it shrouded the five-hundred-meter street like a haze.

The whole of New York is now in a state of mourning, and Manhattan is the source of the sorrow.

Compared with Fua Khan, Lisua, Lakyi and other places in the future, Manhattan is naturally nothing miserable.

But on the mainland, the Americans have not been attacked for almost 200 years.

This big incident is to slap them in the face dozens of times.

It's not very hurtful, and it's particularly insulting. At the same time, it also breaks down their psychological defenses, letting them know that the safest homeland can be dangerous at times.

New York and Manhattan, which faced the disaster, naturally became even more acute.

In the panic, of course, everyone will choose to stay away from Manhattan.

"Michael." Thinking of the depression around Manhattan, Able whispered, "Have you ever thought about making an article out of these things?"

"How?" Bloomberg, like Abel, re-ordered a chicken pizza, and the pineapple pizza was given to his bodyguard next to him.

Although it can't be so unlucky, it's still just in case.

After all, Mark Twain's article was not blind

It is written, and many of the examples in it are true.

At the time of the election, I want to be able to win.

A lot of things have been done on both sides.

Sometimes even a seemingly small thing can lead to a bad outcome.

"In this situation where all Manhattans, all New Yorkers, need a hero to come out. I think you can be this hero, and it will bring you a lot of votes in a month."

Bloomberg was refreshed to hear this, in fact, his team said the same.

But for fear of self-defeating, Bloomberg did not dare to make a move, and only did some due work.

For example, in front of the public, take the initiative to find ways to raise donations and the like.

It's okay to do that, but his competitors have done a similar job.

One person will do it to look good, and two people will do it to look like it should be done.

"Where do you think you should start?" Bloomberg said.

"Your company hasn't left Manhattan yet, has it?" Abel asked rhetorically.

"Nope." Bloomberg shook his head.

Bloomberg, Bloomberg, has three offices in New York.

One of them is the headquarters, located at 732 Lexington Avenue in Manhattan, which occupies floors 2-29 and one basement of this building.

After the big event, Bloomberg actually thought about moving his headquarters out of Manhattan.

Billionaires are just as afraid of death.

It's just that he is going to come out to vote this year, and if he leaves after this kind of thing, he will probably be scolded to death by the voters and attacked by competitors.

So leaving Manhattan is just thinking about it.

"That'll do."

Able said, "Then we can come out. How about getting back to Manhattan?"

"Huh? How?"

"You know, I bought the Smith Building a few months ago."

"Not yet." Bloomberg corrected him: "New York City*** denied your request to change your name. It's also called Woolworth Tower."

Able waved his hand, "It's okay. When you get to the top, it's the Smith Building."

Bloomberg stopped talking.

If you really want him to succeed and change his name, of course Bloomberg will help.

"My plan is to move most of my company's headquarters from the outside to Manhattan Island, all of them to the Smith Building!"

Abel looked at Bloomberg: "Let's get bigger, spread the word about it, and tell the people outside - when everyone wants to evacuate Manhattan, Abel Smith lives in Manhattan without hesitation, with all his company and employees, what do you think of this gimmick?"

"Good." Bloomberg said helplessly, "But what does this have to do with me, everyone will only look at you then. Are you going to run for election?"

In that case, we won't be able to make friends.

"I don't even have the freedom to eat pizza for the sake of campaigning, so I don't want this kind of thing."

Abel affirmed, "Of course it has something to do with you. When the time comes, I will speak in front of the Smith Building, and we will bring in the television station and reporters, and then I will announce on the spot that it is only through your persuasion and sincere invitation that I am willing to settle in Manhattan. How many votes do you think this can pull you in?"

Bloomberg suddenly became energetic, he felt that Abel's operation seemed to be possible!

And both of them have TV stations, and they both have a decent relationship with the media group.

With a little planning, it should be possible to do this very well.

At this time, Abel was still saying, "Except for this Return to Manhattan. We can also launch a charity concert in your name. It's been almost a month since the big event happened."

"We can hold this concert in Times Square on October 11th or 12th. When the time comes, we will invite singers and celebrities from all over the United States to raise funds for those who died in this tragedy."

"In your name

How many votes do you think you can get?"

"Needless to say."

Bloomberg raised his hand and clenched his fist directly, and said with some excitement, "Just do as you say!" But if I go to invite them, I may not be able to invite many celebrities."

"Isn't there still me? I'm sure that with Smith Media, coupled with the significance of this event, there will be a lot of people willing to come. At least." Abel thought for a moment:

"At least I can guarantee that Michael Jackson and Britney will appear!"

Bloomberg doesn't actually chase stars, what actress can't play if he wants to play a person of his status?

But he doesn't have much influence in the entertainment industry, and he also knows that those star singers in the entertainment industry have a strong appeal to ordinary people.

If only this concert could be held in its own name.

Mr. Bloomberg felt that this would be of great help to his campaign later.

Looking at Abel's handsome appearance, Bloomberg felt that the luckiest thing he had done in recent years was to become an ally of this guy.

The owner of Bloomberg also directly stated, "It's all done as you say." Dear Abel, you know, wait until I really succeed. I'm going to push for Hudson's Bay too!"

"Smack~"

Able snapped his fingers and replied with a smile, "Then it's settled."

After determining these two things, the chat between the two of them was much easier.

After Abel said he wanted to form his own television network.

Bloomberg also directly said that Bloomberg's TV stations can directly join Abel's TV network by joining and becoming a shareholder.

Abel certainly couldn't ask for it, and several of Bloomberg's television stations were aimed at elite viewers in the United States.

In the past, whether it was those cable TV stations or several big giants, Bloomberg was invited to join.

But he refused.

Now that Abel's television network doesn't even have a shadow, Bloomberg wants to join.

That's the benefit of having allies.

Of course, the premise is that he can give Bloomberg the benefits he wants.

And Bloomberg had exactly what Abel wanted.

Such an alliance, with a little personal feelings, can be considered a solid ally.

Even if Bloomberg is an oil.

In a way, he and Mr. Bloomberg had a closer relationship.

It is also the reason why the oilers have not targeted him or even behaved very kindly to him when he has never expressed his position.

Because Bloomberg is also an oiler guy.

From this point of view, Abel now also has an oily component.