America’s Road To Wealth

  Chapter 487 The biggest moths in the empire

  Kayla couldn't imagine what kind of scene it would be if the core figures of the two consortiums were fighting.

  In her impression, John Chris Morgan was a polite little old man.

   Some time ago, when he was a guest at Wilson's house. The conversation is very extraordinary, and she feels that she is not inferior to her father.

  Even in terms of image, she felt that John Chris Morgan was much better than her father.

   Such a person would fight?

  As for Abel, she couldn't help but look Abel up and down.

   Well, this body, this look, plus its typical Texan origins.

   Stereotypes are full.

   It seems normal to fight.

  Thinking of this, Keira couldn't help asking: "Then... can the meeting go on?"

   "Of course it can't go on."

Abel shrugged at her with a smile, "We started fighting at the time. There were people on the east coast who wanted to help, and we Texans were not cowardly at all. So it developed into a group fight. Me and a few Texans, and ten A few people from the east coast fought each other. People from other places came to break the fight. Oh, including your brother. I accidentally touched his face with my elbow on the way. I am so sorry."

   What he said earlier made Keira no longer know what to say.

  In that kind of place, fighting with those people... It's really hard for her to imagine.

  Even if the person who said this was Abel, she felt a bit out of the blue.

  After hearing that later, he said that he "accidentally injured" his brother, Kaila confirmed curiously:

   "Accidental? Are you sure you are really careless?"

   "I'm sure." Abel said confidently.

"All right."

  Honestly speaking, because Abel broke the news too much.

  She can't turn her head around now, and she is not interested in knowing that her brother was "accidentally injured" by Abel.

   Seeing her like this, Abel smiled slightly, and had no intention of explaining.

  He felt that if he added that it was John Chris Morgan who started the attack, he was only defending himself.

  Abel felt that her three views would be challenged even more.

   "After eating, you should take a rest first. Don't go out, I'm going out to deal with things."

   Abel spoke again.

   Keira nodded quickly.

   This kind of thing happened all the time, and I don’t know how much trouble there will be, no matter how busy I am, it’s normal.

  Abel came back to comfort himself as soon as possible.

  Kayla felt that this was an expression of his importance to himself.

  She quickly said: "You go to your own business first. This kind of thing must be taken seriously, and that is John Chris Morgan!"

  Abel smiled at her, got up and walked out. He quickly left 599 Water Street, DC.

   Half an hour later.

  Washington, DC, Southwest District, near the DC campus of Southeast University, in a single-family Victorian mansion.

   "Hey, I didn't expect you to dare to come to the door? Hey, boy, I have to say that you are really brave."

  In a living room of a mansion full of flower glass carvings of the Virgin Mary.

  John Chris Morgan, who was rubbing his face, looked at the young man who walked in, and he said unhappily with his face.

  Beside him sat a smiling David Rockefeller.

   "Why dare not? I trust Herbert."

  The speaker was a tall young white man, standing beside him was the father of the current Grand Commander, George Herbert Bush.

   "You guys really shocked me, it's okay."

  Herbert smiled and said softly to John Chris and David, as well as Abel beside him.

   That's right, the person who was "choked" by John Chris just now is Abel who lives not far from here at 599 Water Street, DC.

   And this house is the residence of the shrub family in Washington.

  When their family does not live in the white house, they usually live here.

   This house was purchased by Herbert in the capital of the empire when he was the party whip.

  As for not long ago, at the regular meeting of the Federal Advisory Committee, the two sides of the "big fight" are talking and laughing here at the moment, and there are naturally some inhumane secrets in it.

   "I have to mention it again. You really surprised me this time."

  Herbert first greeted the three of them and sat down in the small living room.

   After everyone sat down, the old man said with a frightened expression.

  What could scare the former Grand Commander, one of the powerful figures of the empire?

   Of course, it was the masters of the empire, and gang fights broke out among them.

   Group fights are not terrible, what is terrible is the series of terrible consequences that may be caused by tearing the face.

   What consequences?

   Infighting, the kind that never dies. In the end of the fight, both sides may suffer, or one side may lose miserably.

  The key is that on the side of the disastrous defeat, they may think of dying together.

   The result is that the internally stable high-level empire was severely torn apart, creating an irreparable terrorist rift.

   Fortunately, it is fake, everything is acting by both parties.

   Otherwise, let alone Keira who was a little overwhelmed after hearing this.

  Even for a character like Herbert, he doesn't know what to do next.

   "It was his bad idea." John Chris, who was still rubbing his face with Abel's fingers, "When he called me, I thought it was a conspiracy."

  John Chris, who had blue marks on his face, rolled his eyes in displeasure.

   "Conspiracy? When you were at the venue, it was not serious at all!"

   Seeing Abel open his mouth, he wanted to continue to refute.

  Herbert came out to smooth things over: "Okay, okay. The play is over. Everyone, what we should talk about now is how it ends."

  He, the middleman, stepped up and said this, and Abel and John Chris finally stopped arguing.

  At this time, David, who had been smiling and silent, finally spoke softly.

"It's not as complicated as you think, Herbert. We've already negotiated with your Smith boy. Morgan and Rockefeller have 10% of the shares in Smith Financial Group. Smith owns JP Morgan Chase and Morgan Stanley respectively. 10% of the shares. At the same time, the voting rights of Texans in the Federal Reserve have increased to 19%, but Smith must be limited to holding them.”

  After hearing this, Herbert looked at Abel in surprise, who shrugged at him and said softly:

"They called me this morning and told me about it. I agreed, and then John Cleese said he was going to do a play. Then we fought. I personally think my play is very good. good."

   By this time, Herbert had completely figured it out.

  In fact, things are complicated and very complicated, but simple is also very simple.

  That is, since the last USD/JPY incident, Abel has hooked up with Morgan and Rockefeller.

  The cooperation between the two parties was very pleasant. It can be said that everyone got what they needed, and everyone had a good time together.

  After that cooperation, and the experiences and thoughts since rebirth.

  Abel felt that in the United States, he was actually climbing up quickly in the old order.

  Rather than start a new stove, overthrow the mountain, and rebuild the mountain by yourself.

  Then I want to continue to climb up, and I can't bypass the old mountains like Morgan and Rockefeller at all.

   Instead of trying to deal with them, it is better to become a part of them.

   Within them, gain higher power and influence.

   Just like what I did within the Texas consortium.

  Rockefeller, Morgan and the others felt that this kid had become a big deal.

  At the same time, he is indeed too strong to be unreasonable in the unreasonable field of finance.

  In addition, both of them are WASPs of the older generation, and they have the feelings of Protestant Puritans, more or less.

  Abel's standards in all aspects are extremely in line with the Protestant Puritan code of conduct.

  In terms of their personal feelings, it can be said that they appreciate Abel very much.

  This time Abel took the initiative to move closer to them again.

  The foundation of cooperation is established, and the feelings of cooperation are also established.

  Finally let nature take its course and become what it is now.

  They bought shares in Abel's core business, and Abel also held shares in their core industries.

  The two parties negotiated peace and entanglement, and held each other's shares, forming a seemingly relatively stable interest alliance for the time being.

   As for the fight at noon, it was John Chris' proposal.

  Morgan's head felt that it was better for Abel to be on the surface, alienate them, or even appear hostile to them.

  In that way, maybe next time, everyone can continue to join forces and harvest the world.

  At the same time, it can also be performed for other American princes, so that it can serve as a better cover for the subsequent actions of both parties.

  Everything was arranged like this. It's just that when acting, some accidents happened.

   Abel pushed a little harder, and then the other Texans swarmed up and made a big fuss.

  In their vision, it was originally Abel and John Chris who "fighted".

   Unexpectedly, it turned into a group fight.

   This is really—

  False business war: strategizing, intrigue, you come and I go...

  Real business warfare: snatching official seals, physical combat, physical trouble...

   "It looks more realistic this way, isn't it better?"

   Facing the accusation of John Chris, Abel spread his hands and said:

"In this way, except for a few of us. I believe no one will think that we are acting. Look, John, the scars on your face are the best proof. I even suggest that you, tomorrow or the day after, find a makeup artist It makes it look a little bit more serious. It's more convincing and it helps our relationship."

   "Thank you for reminding..." the little old man said angrily.

  As for Herbert, looking at the scene of "Everyone is happy", it can be said that he smiled with relief.

   Once upon a time, Herbert's position in the Texas consortium was actually a bit embarrassing.

  It is true that he is the representative launched by the Texans, and he took the position smoothly. But in fact, there are very strong Rockefeller traces on their family.

  His superior, Rockefeller is also a contributor.

   Before Abel came along, the shrubs were kind of an embarrassment in Texas.

  Compared with shrubs, Smith is actually more rooted in Texas.

  Smith, really took root in Texas for two hundred years.

   Before the Lone Star Republic joined the Federation, he had already lived in Texas.

   It's fine now, because of Abel.

  The Texas consortium has basically regarded the shrubs as their real people.

   And Rockefeller, the hidden backer of the bush family, is now also negotiating with Abel hand in hand.

   This is the most beautiful situation for the shrubs.

  From an enemy to an actual ally, the atmosphere in the living room has naturally become very pleasant.

   "You want Wells Fargo?"

   While chatting, David suddenly looked at Abel and said softly:

   "Last night, Slade Wilson's daughter did not come out of your residence."

   After saying this, the old Rockefeller also deliberately looked at Herbert.

  Your grandson-in-law stayed with another woman overnight, you didn't respond?

  Herbert smiled without saying a word, and nodded to David.

   It really deserves to be a shrub that relies on women for its position—Rockefeller thought to himself.

   "Yes." Abel said directly: "Wilson holds about 21% of Wells Fargo's shares, but has 65% of the voting rights. Who doesn't want it? The premise is that it can be done."

  David nodded slightly after listening, and then John Chris said: "That's easy. We want Bank of America!"

  Bank of America, like Wells Fargo, is the financial core of the California consortium.

  Bank of America, also known as Bank of America, is actually the first commercial bank in the United States in terms of assets.

  The establishment of the bank can be traced back to the Bank of Massachusetts in 1784, which is the second oldest bank in the United States.

  Its headquarters is located in San Francisco, and the Giannini family of the California consortium is its main controller.

   "Have you thought about what to do?" Abel asked with interest.

  To be honest, Abel is also interested in Bank of America.

   It's just that he even Wells Fargo can only indirectly try to do something to the Wilson family to see if he can break the situation.

  For the more stable Bank of America, he naturally has nothing to do.

   "You don't need to ask about this. In short, we don't want to be enemies with each other, as long as we each get what we need. When we need it, if one side can provide help, then we will do so." David said softly.

  John Chris also nodded with a smile.

   Abel could only shrug his shoulders.

   Seeing the three of them like this, Herbert felt that a picture like this appeared in front of his eyes:

  The huge pack of wolves named "California Consortium" showed signs of decline due to internal divisions and struggles.

   At this time, the tigers named Smith, Rockefeller, and Morgan were already watching.

  Once the wolves show their weaknesses, or the tigers are too hungry.

  When the tiger comes down the mountain, the wolves will be hit.

   Half an hour later.

   On the way to the white house, in the compartment of the Cadillac monster.

  Herbert looked at the incredibly young Abel beside him.

   Looking at the Washington street scene flying by outside the car window, the old man couldn't help feeling:

"When Alex and I were your age, we were still flying a plane in the sky over the Pacific Ocean and fighting neon people to the death. But at your age, you have become the most powerful person in our country. One of them. Sometimes when I think about it, I really don’t know what we were doing at that time.”

   "Everyone living in this era must thank you. It is your sacrifice and heroism that have given us the life we ​​have now."

  Abel said directly: "At that time, you were all heroes. But now, I am just one of the biggest moths entrenched on the top of the Empire Mountain."

  Hearing Abel's answer, Herbert was taken aback, then laughed.

   "Haha - moths, all right. We're moths, right. We're moths, we're all moths."

  Laughed for a while, Herbert looked at the smiling Abel, and suddenly paused, "I want to ask you something, dear Abel. I wonder if you can help me?"

"What's up?"

   "I've met little Arya, she's so pretty and cute."

  Abel looked at the old man, wondering why he suddenly changed the topic to his illegitimate daughter.

   "I think I'm a bit old. I don't know how long I can live. Prescott has no good marriage targets yet, and Barbara and Jenna are still young."

"So..." the old man looked at Abel and said seriously: "I want to meet the fourth generation of the bush family before I live. In my opinion, this task can only be completed by you and little Laura. And that's what I want you to do."

  After hearing what the old man said, Abel was a little speechless.

  What does it mean that Prescott has no marriage partner? Barbara and Jenna are still young. If they want to see the fourth generation, they must rely on themselves and little Laura?

  Obviously you and little Laura are younger, okay?

  Little Laura just turned 18 after her birthday this year!

  Jenna and the others are already adults.

   Not to mention Prescott, the eldest son of the 3rd generation of the bush family, now 26 years old!

  Herbert wants to see the great-great-grandson of the 4th generation, the one who should work hard should be Prescott, right? !

   But Abel knew that what he wanted to see the fourth-generation blood was just an excuse for Herbert.

  What Herbert wanted to express to himself actually had two meanings.

  One is that the old man expressed his dissatisfaction with his flirtatiousness, especially with his crazy birth of an illegitimate child.

   There was a little Alia, and a while ago, little Andy and little Ivana were born.

   Han Guo also has a half-breed boy coming out, and the two Australian goddesses raised in Los Angeles are also pregnant.

   I don’t know how many more there will be.

   Little Laura is only 18, and there are still 2 to 3 years before the marriage age agreed by both parties.

  If you keep giving birth, it will be when little Laura marries herself and gives birth to her first child.

  My illegitimate child may be more than a football team.

  The second meaning, Abel felt that Herbert might also be expressing his desire to strengthen the relationship between Smith and the shrubs to himself.

   Now even Rockefeller, a big backer, has become Abel's ally.

  The relationship between Bush and Smith has no possibility of tearing up.

   The cost of tearing is too high, for both parties.

  The current relationship between the two parties is of course as close as possible.

  It is of course a better way to let little Laura and herself give birth to a child with both bush and Smith blood.

   For this reason, Herbert felt that it didn't matter even if the two were not married yet.

  Actually, according to Herbert, it is best for the two to get married now.

  At that time, the two parties agreed that the two parties would not officially get married until little Laura was 21 years old.

  Now Herbert dare not force Abel, because Abel has already gained the upper hand in the combination of the two parties.

  Finally, after various considerations, there is Herbert's current temptation.

   "Okay. I kind of miss her too."

   Regarding this, Abel smiled and answered the old man softly.

   If you want to give birth, then give birth, give birth to ten or eight TMs.

  (end of this chapter)