America’s Road To Wealth

  Chapter 122

  Abel didn't have much sympathy for Isaac Perlmutter's bad mood at the moment.

  He pays attention to,

  It is Marvel, which is currently not taken seriously,

   Even the seriously underestimated super IP is about to be in your pocket!

  The current Marvel can be said to be the words of Isaac Perlmutter.

  Another shareholder represents Allawi, who has a certain say in Marvel, but holds a relatively small share.

   After taking Isaac Perlmutter and the shares of most of the shareholders he can influence.

   It can basically be declared that the entire Marvel will soon belong to Abel.

   Looking at Isaac Perlmutter with a bad expression, Abel smiled.

  He took out his mobile phone and made a call directly in front of the failed venture capitalist.

   "Hi~David, good evening. I'm talking to Mr. Perlmutter right now, we had a good talk, I'm in a good mood."

   "Oh, yes. So, here we go."

  After a few words, he hung up the phone.

   Then he smiled to Isaac Perlmutter and said:

   "Okay, Mr. Perlmutter. Investment is risky, and investment needs to be cautious. In terms of investment in the future, you'd better be more cautious.

   Of course, if you want to be safe, you can put your funds on Smith Capital.

  Trust me, we can ensure your funds are safe while allowing your funds to grow rapidly. "

   While Isaac Perlmutter heaved a sigh of relief, the nausea in his heart lingered for a long time.

  The young man in front of him is just because he covets Marvel under his own name.

   Just in the stock market, suppress yourself.

   In the venture capital market, suppress several of your own investments.

   At the same time, it also affected several big banks in terms of capital chain, making the attitude of several big banks ambiguous.

   After such three punches, Isaac Perlmutter's capital chain was a little stretched for a while.

  In addition, he originally thought about selling Marvel, a money-losing thing.

   Even though he was very angry, he finally chose to compromise.

  Sold all his shares in Marvel, as well as the shares of shareholders he could influence, to this young man.

   That's all.

   After all, the skills are not as good as people, and the money is not as good as people. In the past six months, the investment has become imprudent.

   It is understandable that people caught the flaw and carried out sniping.

  But after doing such a whole set, after getting Marvel.

  This young man still said such "sarcasm", Isaac Perlmutter really couldn't bear it.

   It's just that I can't bear it, but I still have to bear it. Isaac knows that he is inferior to the other party in every aspect.

  I am just a venture capitalist, and my capital and financial strength are several orders of magnitude behind the opponent.

  If a financial giant of this level really wants to continue to attack himself.

  After that, I really can't play in the capital market.

  Even if it feels disgusting and very angry.

   Now facing Abel's remarks, Isaac Perlmutter could only whisper softly: "Okay, I will think about it."

   After finishing speaking, Isaac Perlmutter stood up and said that he was leaving.

   "I have to contact those shareholders again. Tomorrow, tomorrow at the earliest, you can send someone over to negotiate and sign the contract with them." Isaac Perlmutter said.

  Abel nodded and continued to smile:

   "Okay. Also, Mr. Perlmutter, what I just said is true. Smith Capital can accept your investment as compensation for your unfortunate encounter."

  My misfortune is not caused by you?

   Angrily complaining in his heart, Isaac Perlmutter still refused.

   "Sorry, Mr. Smith, I'll think about it later. But I've been allergic to investing lately, so I'll talk about it later."

  Abel shrugged, "Okay, as you please."

  Isaac Perlmutter nodded to Abel, and left impatiently.

   Watching him leave, David Jones standing beside Abel couldn't help but shook his head and said:

   "This gentleman, made a wrong decision tonight. He will obviously regret it afterwards."

   Abel knew what David meant.

  Now Smith Capital is very popular among the upper echelons of Wall Street.

  Smith Capital's first private placement, and has already invested once.

   Profits are exaggerated.

  This news is very secretive to ordinary financial practitioners or ordinary people.

  However, for the upper-level Wall Street giants who can control the flow of Smith Capital investment funds to a certain extent.

   But it's no secret.

   Everyone knows that this $3 billion private placement.

   In a short period of time, exaggerated profits have been obtained.

   This reason alone is enough to make Smith Capital officially become everyone's darling.

   No one will say no to small money.

   No one will refuse, a cash cow that can make a small amount of money for themselves.

  This is why Abel let David Mellon maliciously snipe Isaac Perlmutter in the market this time.

  It is one of the reasons why it can achieve such good and fast results in such a short period of time.

  Because now, the upper echelons of Wall Street are happy to cooperate with this kind of trivial matter to please everyone's darling.

  Anyway, the only one who lost was Isaac Perlmutter, and Isaac Perlmutter was just a small peripheral player in the capital market.

  The scale can at best be regarded as Niu San, a big customer, and a slightly stronger big shrimp.

  If you play with or kill shrimp, you can make the cash cow happy.

   Then everyone is happy to give a little convenience.

   This little convenience, coupled with David Mellon's skilled capital operation technology.

   Very easy, in less than ten days.

   The investment strategy made a mistake, and Isaac Perlmutter, who was targeted, suffered huge losses.

  Indirectly, he had to sell his shares in Marvel.

   Even in order to protect his own investment, Isaac Perlmutter had to help persuade other shareholders to sell Marvel's shares together.

  To be honest, this kind of thing that uses power to oppress people, using money and influence to bully opponents in the business field.

  It was the first time for Abel to do it.

  After finishing, he felt so good!

   Probably this is why everyone hates capitalists.

   But there's a reason why everyone wants to be a capitalist.

   "Okay." Abel stood up and said with a smile:

   "Let's go. Mr. Perlmutter will regret it in the future. After today, if he wants to put money into Smith Capital, it will not be as easy as it is now."

  Edward and David hurriedly followed Abel who got up and left.

  Abel didn't go out again this time, he directly took the private elevator to the executive suite on the top floor of the hotel.

  At the door of the suite that was booked in advance, there were already two rock security bodyguards, Johnson and Lin.

   It's actually just across from this suite, in another suite.

   There is a team of rock security bodyguards, who are on standby inside.

   In terms of security work, Abel has never been willing to relax.

  Before entering the door, Abel asked, "Is Jessica here?"

  Lin on the left immediately replied: "Boss, Miss Alba went in an hour ago."

  Abel nodded, and he pressed the doorbell lightly.

   After more than ten seconds,

  The microphone next to the doorbell sounded a crisp and soft voice: "Hello?"

   "Ahem ~"

  Abel adjusted his voice, pretending to be a waiter, and said:

   "Hello, ma'am. I'm a waiter in the hotel. You ordered food delivery service. Could you please open the door?"

   "Meal delivery service? I didn't order it. Did my darling order it?"

  In the microphone, Jessica's doubtful voice came.

   "That's not clear. I just acted on orders and brought you meals." Abel continued to lower his voice and change his voice.

   "Okay. Wait a minute, I'll open the door." Jessica said.

  The microphone with a slightly electric sound went quiet.

   After a few seconds,

  The door of the suite was opened.

   Jessica, who was wearing pajamas, saw Abel standing at the door at a glance.

"what!"

  She just yelled in surprise, and Abel walked in without warning, pushed the door open and walked in.

  After entering, he closed the door directly, then smiled and said to Jessica:

   "Ma'am, I'm here to deliver your meal."

   "Hahaha~"

   Jessica blushed, and while smiling, she licked her lips charmingly.

"I need to."

  Her beautiful electric eyes stared straight at Abel.

  As strong as Abel, he couldn't help hissing coldly.

   "hiss"

  Looking at Jessica who couldn't wait to jump up and entangle her.

   Downtown San Francisco, executive suite 9080 on the top floor of the Hilton Hotel.

  In the room, the temperature began to rise.

   Speechless all night.

  The next day, Jessica Alba woke up hungry.

  After waking up, Jessica, who was a little hypoglycemic, touched her side subconsciously.

   As expected, she didn't touch her man.

  Jessica Alba wasn't surprised.

   In fact, she is not the only one.

  Every woman who spends the night with Abel, has a hard time finding him around the next morning.

   It's not that someone pulls out the X and doesn't recognize the person, and runs away after feeling happy.

   It's his physique, his resilience is too amazing.

  He only needs two or three hours of sleep to ensure his sobriety, strength and energy for the day.

  As a result, female companions who often need to sleep until the afternoon or even evening, naturally find it difficult to find him who sleeps with them.

  Like now, Jessica Alba sleeps until five o'clock in the afternoon.

   And Abel left the hotel in the morning.

  Looking at the somewhat messy hotel bedroom, he recovered a little.

  Jessica Alba, who was hypoglycemic and very hungry, endured the aches and pains all over her body, stood up and found a new set of clothes in the suitcase.

  After changing her clothes, she took out her mobile phone from the drawer and dialed a number.

  The phone was answered almost immediately, and a woman's voice sounded from inside.

   "Miss Jessica?"

   "Mary. It's me, I'm awake. Call the hotel service, have someone come in and clean up, and prepare some food for me at the same time."

   Jessica Alba's call was from Mary, her own female bodyguard.

  When going out, sometimes Mary will make a cameo for her highlights.

  Jessica is in the entertainment circle, and there are other full-time professional Hollywood assistants.

   However, it's not working time, and she didn't have that assistant by her side.

  For this kind of thing, I have to trouble Mary.

   Soon, after a few minutes, Mary came in.

  Following her in was the hotel staff who responded quickly.

   When the hotel staff began to tidy up the room, Mary looked at her protected object.

  The Hispanic female rock security staff looked at today's Jessica Alba.

  She found, as she expected, that Jessica hadn't even been groomed, groomed, or put on makeup.

   Looks a little haggard, with messy hair.

  But in this way, her whole body is extremely delicate and charming, full of lazy beauty.

  Every time the boss comes over, Miss Jessica is in such a good state afterwards.

   Does the boss have some kind of magic?

  Thinking in her heart, Mary quickly came to Jessica.

  She heard Jessica ask, "What time did sir leave in the morning?"

   "At eight o'clock. The boss said he was going to visit CAA. He asked me to tell you that he might not be back at night."

  Jessica Alba nodded, she knew that her boyfriend is now the chairman of CAA.

   It's just that the chairman of caa is a bit irresponsible, after being elected as the chairman without being present.

   Has never been to the company, and gave most of the rights of CAA to CEO Michael Ovitz.

   "It would be better if he didn't come" Jessica Alba whispered with some love and fear.

  Mary: "???"

  Seeing Mary's puzzled expression, Jessica Alba smiled, "Okay. I need to eat something first, Mary, I've slept all day, and I'm starving."

   "Your food will be here soon." Mary said, "It's Chef Stephen Chow from GaryDanko restaurant, and he's coming with two helpers to serve you."

   Jessica Alba nodded in satisfaction.

  GaryDanko Restaurant is a Michelin-starred restaurant in San Francisco.

  Stephen Zhou is the head chef of this restaurant, a chef of Chinese descent.

  Jessica, like Annie, has the Centurion Card of the American Express Bank.

  As long as she is willing, she can have such a top chef personally go to the hotel to wait for orders, and only prepare food for her.

   Of course, there are charges in this process.

  It will be so expensive that with the income of many Hollywood actors, they will feel pain.

   Not everyone can afford the service fee of tens of thousands of dollars, or even as high as one hundred thousand dollars.

   What's more, if you want to enjoy this kind of service, you must have the black card of American Express.

   Just this requirement is not so easy to meet.

  Jessica Alba, who was still sore and numb at the moment, seemed to feel less numb all of a sudden.

  (end of this chapter)