「…… Goodbye."

After noon.

Looking at the two Hearst sisters, who were walking towards the Smith Building and still working in the afternoon, Abel smiled.

After the backs of the two disappeared, he looked at David Jones next to him with a blank face.

"Let Allen and them check what's going on with the Hearst Group lately."

"Understood." David nodded yes.

At the lunch with the Hearst sisters, everything was normal.

Abel knew that John Hirst could let the two of them come to work on his side, and it was impossible for no reason.

After going through so much, Abel has understood.

These old cowards, the intrigues they may play are not as powerful as in the TV series.

So much wisdom warfare, so many reversals and reversals and reversals.

Some are even very rough, such as the suicide method of being shot eight times in the back.

A lot of these are fictional.

But in reality, these guys, what they basically do, there must be some purpose behind them.

Abel now wondered what Hearst wanted to do.

Knowing that he can deal with it, he will consider whether to eat this pair of sister flowers.

But that's about it.

In the cold wind, some pungent smell in the air interrupted Abel's thoughts.

Able looked in the direction where the pungent air was coming from, and saw that it was the place where two tall buildings had stood in the distance.

Petronas Twin Towers, once two tallest buildings in the United States.

It's in ruins now, and because of that incident later.

With the ruins as the central point, there is a lot of air pollution in the vicinity that still affects the whole of Lower Manhattan.

It is good to say in the room and in the cabin where there is a complete fresh air system that can filter harmful air.

Outside, if you are too close and the wind is still blowing in this direction.

Even after three months, the stench and pollution still haven't gone away.

At least half of the residents of Lower Manhattan leave because of this factor.

After all, there are still more rich people living here, and rich people are often the most afraid of death.

Those who were able to leave had the conditions to leave, of course, all left. Those who stayed and didn't leave were in poor condition and couldn't leave, or worked nearby.

"Let's go." Looking at Edward and the others who were gathered around, Able said directly, "Let's go to the city hall."

Escorted by Edward and others, Able sat in the Cadillac monster in the cold wind.

In the warm compartment, protected by high-grade air filtration, the pungent smell is gone.

The convoy moved through the streets, driving for about twenty minutes, mainly in traffic jams.

The convoy arrived at its destination, New York City Hall.

This is the largest metropolis in the United States, the city of New York City.

New York City*** consists of three parts: City Hall, City Council, and Courthouse.

It is located in City Hall Park in Lower Manhattan, Civic Center. Central, surrounded by Broadway, ParkRo and Chambers Street.

This historic city hall itself still serves as the office of New York City.

It is the oldest, still in use in the United States.

Built from 1803 to 1812, it was inscribed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1966 as a National Historic Building. ….

Its rotunda, along with the Empire State Building and the statue of Liberty, is a New York City landmark.

Abel's motorcade was stopped at the entrance of the city hall.

But someone here has been waiting for a long time.

After the convoy was verified, it was immediately released and entered the internal parking lot.

In the cold wind, Abel even saw the next city who had not yet taken office. Mr. Long, Michael Bloomberg personally greeted himself next to the parking lot.

With Abel

When he got out of the car, his hair was actually all white, but he had been dyed all black, so he smiled and stretched out his hand to Abel.

The two walked briskly towards each other and quickly hugged each other gently.

"I've heard that you've made a fortune in the Han Kingdom. I'm so happy to be a shareholder of Smiths Capital."

After letting go, Bloomberg said with a smile.

Able shrugged, "Me too."

"Haha~" Bloomberg continued to laugh and led Abel to New York City Hall.

It stands to reason that Bloomberg will not be officially sworn in as the new city of New York City until January 1 next year. Long.

Until then, this should still be Rudy Giuliani's territory.

But in reality, of course, this is not the case.

In New City. The long is sure to win and can take office later.

In this last month, Newmarket. The elder will gradually take over the affairs of the town hall.

After all, you can't wait until January 1st to have hundreds of people rush in at once, which is not good for the work.

So in general, it starts in December. The original city. long, you will gradually start to do nothing.

Newmarket. The chief and his people will slowly take over and familiarize themselves with affairs in advance.

In this way, when I take up my post in the near future, I will be able to start working immediately.

This is a pretty good little tradition here in New York.

Not to mention Rudy Giuliani and Bloomberg, both of whom belong to the same Elephant Party and are themselves of the same faction.

Many of Rudy Giuliani's stayers were stalwarts on the Elephant New York side.

If Bloomberg comes to power, these people will not be fired, but will continue to hold their original positions.

In fact, this kind of consistency in the right policy is actually the best for both the city and the country in many cases.

But at the same time, it is often bad for certain vested interests, such as capitalists.

This is because a long-term, relatively centralized management organization has always been a relatively dangerous existence for monopoly capitalists.

Let's not talk about it outside the United States.

It's good to say that the United States is domestic.

This was the case with Master Luo back then......

So Master Luo had to die of a cerebral hemorrhage in the white house on the eve of the victory in World War II.

The town hall is the new city. With his first visit, Abel also took a look at the heart of America's most prosperous city.

After living in this building, Bloomberg can begin to manage New York, which has a total area of 1,214 square kilometers, five districts, and a total population of about 7 million.

While looking around, Abel thought to himself, not knowing what it would be like.

He was a little curious, but he thought about it. This is the United States, the paradise of capital.

Elsewhere, if you are a businessman, you may always be a businessman. ….

In the United States, when the time and conditions are right, businessmen can dominate such places, even living in white houses.

So...... In the future, when you are old, if you are interested, you can also consider playing this real-life "skyline" game.

You can even play a game of "civilization".

For people like themselves, this is the superiority of capitalism.

Thinking like this, Abel was greeted by Bloomberg and went to the town hall, which belonged to Bloomberg's office.

A nominally still belongs to Rudy Giuliani but there aren't many of this former city. Long personal traces of a classical-style office.

Presumably the thing has been moved or rearranged by Bloomberg.

As with the façade of this building, New York City. The long office gives the impression of presenting a 17th and 18th century, typical of Victorian colony. Min era style.

I don't know if anyone has watched the first part of the American drama "Billions".

One of the rooms where Chuck and his dad talked

office, also in this style.

It's just that the Bloomberg room is larger, the lighting is better and wider, and the light is brighter.

「…… Tut-tut, what a beautiful office. No wonder a New Yorker, or even an American, wants to work here."

After coming in, looking around, Abel smiled and let out this emotion.

Bloomberg smiled and replied, "I want to compare it to here. More Americans would like to work in that oval office at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, right?"

Hearing him say this, Abel laughed, "That's right."

The two quickly took their seats.

Even before the official oath was taken, Bloomberg had unceremoniously sat in the seat where Rudy Giuliani had sat for eight years.

Through a large, beautiful desk, which looked like an antique, thick and large desk, Abel and Bloomberg glanced at each other.

Then the two foxes, one old and one young, couldn't help but laugh together without saying a word.

In the midst of laughter, Bloomberg spoke: "Haha~ What to drink? Coffee or tea?"

"Coffee bar."

"Oh, I understand. Rose Coffee, to be honest, drank it a few times and I love it now. The fragrant smell of grass makes me feel like I'm in the primeval forests of Africa."

"Uh...... I didn't drink it. I like to drink it just because it's not that bitter."

Bloomberg: "......"

After the pleasantries, Abel turned his gaze from New York City. Long office layout on the retract.

"The plan is almost ready to begin." He whispered to Bloomberg.

"Of course." Bloomberg's gaze was steadfast, "It's actually already begun. Look at the document in front of you."

Hearing Bloomberg say this, Abel saw a thick folder in front of him.

He originally thought it was government affairs here, but he didn't expect it to be for himself.

Abel took it and opened it to see that on page 1 of the document, it was written in capital English letters "Hudson's Bay Land Renovation Plan".

This document looks at the time, and its paper is a little yellow.

Abel in the lower right corner of it, sees the time: October 25, 1989. ….

This may be the time when this document was printed out.

Abel opened the second part and saw a brief overhead view of Manhattan on the left.

It is marked in large English letters, "Manhattan Hudson Bay 11&a;a; a; 693 #147 Plate Map".

On the right is the directory, Abel took a cursory look at it, and found that there are "land area calculation", "land owner *** list", "brokerage assessment consideration", "surrounding environment ......" and so on.

He didn't flip through the pages again, but just put the documents together.

"This is the original version of the Hudson's Bay Redevelopment Plan?"

Bloomberg responded to his question, nodding slightly.

"Yes. This is the first design company in New York City, and the design staff of its own, spent several years in the final full version."

"Of course. That was more than a decade ago, maybe even twenty years ago."

At this, Bloomberg smiled, "It's been over 10 years since it was left in the pile of old paper in the stall room. If it weren't for you, I don't know when we'd see the light of day again."

Abel thought to himself, no, in a few years, after the subprime mortgage crisis.

In order to find a new economic growth point, New York has developed a new engine of GDP.

It's not like it's just getting it out, and passing through it at an unprecedented speed, and then it starts to attract investment all over the world, fooling others to come over and invest in construction.

Of course, this is a parallel time and space.

Now with Abel, the situation is naturally different.

He wanted to make himself a bigger snake in New York, and he added some ideas to build wonders and make a name for himself.

We have always been very positive about promoting this large-scale construction plan.

Sometimes, his positivity even makes these old men a little speechless.

"So what are you waiting for? Let's just follow our previous plan, let's get started." Abel said directly.

Bloomberg nodded, "I'll take care of my side. After January 1st, it will be held immediately. But what about Robert?"

In this matter, there is no way to avoid Morgenthau, the head snake in the Manhattan judicial circle.

Fortunately, everyone has already discussed it.

Many thorny little issues, as long as they are judicial, will be handed over to Robert Morgenthau.

To sum up, it is Bloomberg who pushes administratively and officially.

Abel was responsible for pushing money and public opinion, as well as building.

Robert Morgenthau is in charge of the administration of justice.

There may also be some less legal, but very "reasonable" means.

Abel's love, or Bloomberg's and Robert's.

There may be many people who suffer, but who cares?

The Manhattan Big Three wouldn't care anyway. The many vested interests involved in it will not care.

The most important thing to do when I came to Bloomberg, after I got it done.

Abel talked about another thing, "Times Square Christmas Eve show, do you want to watch it together?"

What he is talking about this time is Yin Lizabeth's back garden, which will continue to hold a Christmas Eve show in Times Square this year.

Last year, Rudy Giuliani and the old speaker of the New York City Council went. ….

These two old guys were actually smashed by Abel with money at that time.

These two old guys, they probably won't go this year.

Because Abel hasn't thrown any money at them this year.

Who told people to go to Cha Liang, these two are not in office now, and they have already disappeared behind the scenes?

But Abel feels that the big show can't lack big roles. If there are no big names, what kind of show is it?

If Warren Buffett hadn't been fooled once, he would have tricked Warren again.

Now I have to let Bloomberg show his face with him and continue to brush Yin Shaxiu's coercion internationally.

Faced with this small request from a partner, Bloomberg would certainly not refuse.

He smiled and said, "The problem is that on December 24th, I wasn't officially a city. It's long. I'm not going to be of much use there."

"That's ......," Abel thought for a moment, and whispered, "I think it's like Mr. Cheney, he seems to be in New York lately?"

"Uh......" Bloomberg looked at Abel speechlessly, "You don't want to invite him, do you?" Let a deputy commander go to see the underwear show? Only you dare to think of such things, and only you dare to do them."

Cheney was George's deputy, the titular owner of the White House, and the second most nominally powerful figure in the United States.

If George had an accident in office, he would immediately become the number one man in the kingdom.

This position is a person who is often a pure mascot in the United States, and has almost no power.

But if you want such a mascot to go to the underwear show on the spot, it doesn't match its very serious tone no matter how you look at it.

If it weren't for the fact that it was held in New York, or if it was its own allies. Not to mention this year, Bloomberg probably didn't participate last year.

Bloomberg didn't think it was right now that Cheney would agree to Abel's ridiculous invitation.

Abel also thought it was unlikely, but since he thought about it, he felt that he should also try.

"Try it and don't need money." He said to Bloomberg, "I'll write him a letter."

Abel remembered this Mr. Cheney, who had a daughter.

This daughter was still a lawyer a few years ago, but she quit her job last year and joined the United States.

Well, just when George moved into the White House.

Maybe I can figure out a way from this person.

It's not a crooked way, because she is almost forty years old and looks very ordinary.

Whether it can be done or not, just try it anyway.

Seeing Abel like this, Bloomberg also shook his head and left him alone.

The two chatted softly about some other things, such as the cooperation between Bloomberg and Smith Media, and the cooperation between Bloomberg Financial and Smith Capital.

In Mr. Bloomberg's office, Abel stayed until about 4 p.m. before leaving Manhattan's City Hall Park.

[In other words, it is best to read aloud and listen to books at present, @@, install the latest version.] 】

Walking out of the town hall, Able noticed that snow was beginning to fall from the sky again.

It's just a little snow.

It's cold, the temperature is already below zero. But compared to last year's cold winter, this year's warm winter is not bad.

The weather forecast also says that the weather in New York will be milder during the Christmas days this year. ….

It will be around zero ten degrees, which is much better than last year.

With that in mind, Edward opened the door for him, and he sat in the car.

This morning he took care of the Smith Capital affair and had another meeting at AMC Television Group.

At noon, I had a meal with the Hearst sisters.

Most of the afternoon was spent in secret conversations with Mr. Bloomberg.

By now, Abel found that his job had basically been done.

Then, "Go home."

He said to Andy, the driver in front.

Andy hesitated, thought for a moment, and looked at Edward's eyes next to him.

In the end, the driver decided to take the car and drive to 138 East 65th Street on Manhattan's Upper East Side.

After all, the boss came out of there today.

Miss Yin Kana, Miss Laura, and others, who are valued by the boss, are not in Manhattan.

Even those celebrity ladies are not in New York.

The home in the boss's mouth should be where the Asian lady lives.

Don't look at Andy and the other drivers, they usually work very easily in Manhattan, they just need to drive.

Even when Abel wasn't in New York, he didn't have to work much.

But their work is actually quite difficult.

At the very least, you must be able to guess the boss's simple words and reveal the place where you are going.

Can't be wrong yet.

It's okay to guess wrong once or twice, but if you make too many mistakes, you probably won't be able to be a driver.

Fortunately, Andy guessed correctly this time, and the convoy returned to the gate of 138 East 65th Street.

Before getting out of the car, Edward, who had just used a satellite call to contact the rock security staff inside, whispered to the boss:

「BOSS。 Miss Jessica's sister is here, and she's in the house right now."

Able was stunned, "Jessica's sister? Oh......"

At first, he thought that Li Fu really didn't raise a baby in Hanguo, and her belly was 6 months old?

reacted later, and remembered that Li Xinyu is not only Li Fuzhen's sister.

She seems to have a second sister.

A new thought