MTL - America’s Road To Wealth-v2 Chapter 340 quiet night in manhattan

  Chapter 340 The night in Manhattan is quiet

New York,

   Manhattan.

  Soros Fund Management Company Headquarters.

  The well-known financial gangster, but he looks amiable, just like the white-haired grandfather on the street.

  In the office, Soros was frowning deeply. He was reading newspaper reports with deep and gloomy eyes.

   "Boom—"

  Soros looked up and saw Timms who pushed the door in. He couldn't help stretching his brows and asked, "Is there any latest news?"

"Well, just now, American Express Company officially sent a public letter to all shareholders, arguing that shareholders of American Express Company should reject Abel Smith's acquisition, calling Abel Smith a disruptor of the normal financial order in the United States, calling on investors and shareholders They resisted him and spoke very fiercely."

   Tims said, and handed Soros a document in his hand, and then sat on the chair opposite him, his eyes full of gloating and complacent.

  The general manager of Soros Fund Management Company felt that Kenneth Chenault and the board of directors of American Express were pushed into a hurry.

   Actually called Abel a destroyer of the normal financial order in the United States.

   Didn’t watch it a while ago, did the owner of the White House openly declare on TV that Abe Smith is the mainstay of American finance?

   Everyone who didn’t see the White House said, is Abel Smith the savior of this stock market crash?

  Kenneth is planning to never compromise by doing this!

   Tims knew who gave Kenneth the courage.

  Because it was Tims who was in contact with Kenneth these days.

   It was George Soros who stood up, and other Wall Street institutions hidden behind the scenes, who gave the desperate Kenneth Chenault and other executives of American Express, the last seemingly good retreat.

  It's a pity that Kenneth Chenault didn't know, and maybe he couldn't help it if he knew.

   That's the last resort, it really just looks good.

  Soros took the file and quickly browsed it.

  In this open letter to all shareholders, the board of directors of American Express criticized Abel Smith's acquisition, saying that his acquisition had serious malice.

  The letter also stated that Abel Smith's statement of "paying cash to shareholders immediately" is "completely unrealistic."

  Abe Smith lacked the necessary comprehensive management experience of large banks.

   In the letter, American Express also refuted the operations of Pacific Bank of Commerce.

   claimed that this commercial bank solely owned by Abel Smith had an extremely opaque business operation model.

  Called that the Office of the Comptroller of the Currency, FDIC, Federal Reserve and other relevant banking and financial industry regulators should enter as soon as possible to investigate the Pacific Bank of Commerce.

American Express concluded by saying: "We believe that supporting Abel Smith's hostile takeover would make no sense for American Express shareholders. And, in the event that the transaction is not approved, American Express may face the risk of incalculable value loss. .”

  Compared to the previous statement, there is also a move to show favor to Soros.

  In this open letter to shareholders, the board of directors of American Express, headed by Kenneth Chenault, can be said to have completely torn face with Abel.

   "Stupid, stupid approach. But it is also the last resort of helplessness."

  After reading the letter, Soros, with a somewhat indifferent expression, made his comments and put the documents in his hand aside.

  The old guy took off his glasses and gently pinched the bridge of his nose.

   "They can't help it. If they don't want to be fired by Abel Smith. They can only show their loyalty to us."

   Timms heard Soros' conclusion and put in a good word for Kenneth.

  Soros glanced at Timms sharply, knowing that this confidant of his should have had some communication with Kenneth.

   Even the other party may have promised Tims some benefits.

  But Soros doesn't care, he is confident that he can control Timms and the company.

  Give Tims a little bit of freedom and a little bit of benefit, so that the other party can have more subjective motivation.

   "What's the reaction from Abel Smith?" Soros asked softly.

   Tims shook his head, "There hasn't been much reaction yet. They haven't raised the tender offer again."

"This guy!"

  George Soros said angrily: "You don't look like a young man at all! So many newspapers are talking about him, but he can't bear it?"

   In the past few days, after Soros entered the field.

   There is a lot of financial media that has turned the tide.

  They played up the American Express incident as a financial war between Soros and Abel.

   The trophy is the American Express Company, and whoever can get the control of the American Express Company is the winner.

  Who is the true uncrowned financial king of the United States.

  The media almost described American Express as the most important company on Wall Street.

  It seems that only if Abel really wins Amex, can he keep pace with Buffett, Soros and other bigwigs.

  The change in direction of the financial media is obviously from the handwriting of Soros Fund Management Company.

   Those Wall Street institutions that have joined must have contributed a lot.

  They just want to provoke Abel, so that Abel is bound to win the American Express.

  The very simple method is to make Abel, who looks young and presumably very vigorous, arouse his competitive spirit and stimulate Abel.

   After a few days, Soros was a little disappointed.

  The reason is because of Abel's side, except for the occasional "New York Observer" who came out to scold each other without pain or itching.

   In other respects, Abel basically didn't move, and he was as tolerant as Buffett.

   Fortunately, from beginning to end, Soros did not think that Abel could be fooled so easily.

  The old guy thought for a while, and asked Tims: "I remember this guy's company's annual meeting this year, the day after tomorrow, right?"

   "Yes." Tims said: "Last year it was November 15th, and this year's Smith Capital's year-end reception is also November 15th."

   "Then he should come back from Los Angeles." Soros smiled confidently: "We will go to him then, and meet this guy for a while!"

"Forehead"

  Tims showed a slightly embarrassed expression, looking at his confident boss, he couldn't help whispering:

   "That. BOSS, I want to tell you one thing. That is, David Mellon did not send us an invitation letter."

   "What did you say?" Soros was startled, and the old guy frowned and said, "I remember you sent it to us last year?"

  Smith Capital did send an invitation letter to Soros for its first year-end investment reception last year.

   But Abel’s fame at that time was far from what it is now.

  At that time, Soros was in Asia again, busy operating Tokyo's stock market.

  So I didn’t rush back to participate.

  It was the investment reception that Timms went to. But there were too many people who went there at that time, and there were a lot of Wall Street giants.

  Soros Fund Management Company is basically Soros's voice, and Soros' position in the company is similar to that of Abel in Smith Capital.

   Tims, the general manager, was as insignificant as David Mellon at Smith Capital. At that time, Abel didn't notice him at all.

   There was an invitation letter last year, and Soros felt that there should be one this year.

   After all, his position is here.

   As a result, Tims now told him that Smith Capital did not send an invitation letter to this side this year.

   Tims answered the boss's question honestly: "Well, there is really no. Unless they send it today and tomorrow."

  Because the reception will start the day after tomorrow, it makes no sense to send out the invitation on the day of the reception.

   "Fack!"

  Soros couldn't help cursing, he guessed that Abel must have done it on purpose.

   "Get an invitation letter. If he doesn't invite us, we'll go there by ourselves!" Soros was angry. He felt that he had met him somehow.

  Even if it is an opponent, it shouldn't be like this.

  He wants to ask Abel for questioning!

   "Okay." Tims agreed directly. The general manager of Soros Fund Management Company could see that his boss was a little angry.

   Anyway, this is not difficult, given the status of Soros Fund Management Company on Wall Street.

  With Soros’ status in the Oilers, it’s easy to ask others to issue one or two invitation letters.

  The next day is November 14th.

   One more day, Smith Capital's year-end investment reception will be held.

   Even if you don’t want to go back to the cold New York at this time, you can breathe the air polluted by the Twin Towers in Manhattan.

  Abel also had to take his own Boeing 747 from Los Angeles International Airport to New York's JFK International Airport in eight hours.

  Abel boarded the plane at nine o'clock in the morning local time in Los Angeles.

  But when he flew nine hours and returned to New York.

  The local time in New York is already nine o'clock in the evening.

  The reason is that there is a time difference of about three hours between Los Angeles and New York.

  It was past six o'clock in the evening in Los Angeles, and it was already past nine o'clock in the evening in New York.

  When Abel returns to Manhattan's Woolworth Building, the "Pinnacle" mansion on the top floor.

  Sophie Marceau and the Spanish national treasure goddess are gone.

   These two stayed with Abel for more than a week last month. After Abel went to Los Angeles, they all returned to Europe.

  They're not going home for vacation or anything.

   But because of the "European Rising Star" project jointly launched by Smith Media and Vivendi, the first phase of the cooperation plan has already started.

   In the first phase of European Nova, a total of 6 films will be shot.

  The investment of two of them will be more than 50 million U.S. dollars, but less than 80 million U.S. dollars.

  The other four are expected to invest less than 10 million US dollars.

  Sophie Marceau and the others have already signed Abel's short-term employee agreement.

  Because of this reason, they easily got the heroines of two movies with an investment of more than 50 million US dollars.

   Now it is time to go back to shoot a blockbuster co-produced in Europe and the United States.

   There is only one Avril living in the summit mansion.

   Only when Abel came out of the independent elevator of the summit mansion at about ten o'clock.

  But in the living room of the summit mansion, I saw Avril Lavigne drinking and Britney Spears.

   I saw two chicks sitting on the sofa in the middle of the living room.

  Beside the sofa, there are piles of empty beer bottles and unopened beer.

  There are no appetizers.

  Because unlike Europeans and Asians, most of the time Americans really eat when they eat, and when they drink, they drink.

   means that you will not drink when you eat, and you will not eat when you drink.

  Abel's appearance naturally attracted the attention of two girls whose cheeks were already flushed.

   "Ah, Abel! You're back!" Avril, who obviously drank a lot, shouted happily.

  Usually, when she talks to Abel, she is somewhat afraid.

  The main reason is that the two of them didn't get along for a long time, only those few days.

  During those few days, the way the two got along was mostly in the most primitive state of human beings.

   The occasions we get along with are either on the sofa in the living room or the bathtub in the bathroom, or simply on Simmons.

  Don't talk about feelings, even normal friendship is very strange.

  Abel's status and power are there again, so it's normal for her to be afraid.

  But now he looks like an old friend, without any fear at all, and he can't justify it if he's not drunk.

   next to Britney Spears is not much better.

  This little girl with some mental problems is smiling silly beside her at this time, she doesn't look sweet at all, just like a drunk little **** the street.

   Well, punk girls are pretty much the same at this time.

  Abel frowned, and a female bodyguard of the rock security he arranged next to him had no choice but to bite the bullet and report:

   "Miss Lavigne and Miss Spears have been drinking for more than three hours, starting at three o'clock. According to the regulations, we can't stop her, so."

   Rock security regulations, all women related to Abel. As long as they don't endanger their own personal safety, and don't do things that put Abel at risk of wearing a hat.

  Most of their actions and deeds, rock security has no right to stop.

   Drinking alcohol is obviously not included in the prohibition regulations, so the female bodyguard naturally has no way to stand up and stop it.

   "Two crazy women."

  Abel doesn't like alcohol, and he doesn't like the smell of it.

   "Help them into the room and let them sleep. By the way, wash them up. Forget it, after drinking so much wine, don't let them take a bath directly."

  Abel thought for a while, and then said: "Let the maid wipe their bodies, wash their faces, and change into pajamas."

   "Understood." The female bodyguard quickly agreed, and the boss looked a little angry.

   But she didn't blame her, and the female bodyguard was relieved.

   Abel is turned off by two drunken lunatics.

  He originally wanted to pull Avril Lavigne to the bathroom or to Simmons as soon as he came back.

  Experience more magnificent ups and downs, and occasionally taste a flat life, which can be regarded as a fresh experience.

  But now he lost interest, so he simply went to the study.

   "Hi Michael, I'm back."

   In the study, Abel called Bloomberg.

   "Hi! My dear friend, are you finally back from the sunny west coast?"

   "Don't make those wisecracks. Michael, you know what's on my mind."

   "Hahahaha~ Of course I know. But for this kind of thing, don't you ask your subordinates to inquire about it a little bit?"

  Abel said impatiently: "Nonsense, of course I still want to hear you tell me about this kind of thing."

   "Hahaha~"

   Bloomberg laughed again over there.

   "Okay. Then, my dear friend, I will tell you myself."

   This friend of Abel's seems to be in a good mood.

   Looks like the election wasn't bad.

   "The result is that I am in the lead! At present, about 1.8 million people have voted. I am leading by a lot. I am ahead of the second place by 100,000 votes, 14.3%!"

   "So much?" Abel was surprised.

  New York City. The election for mayor is different from the general election. There are no such things as electoral votes.

  All New York citizens who have reached the age of eighteen have the right to vote.

   New York now has a population of almost six million.

  Exclude about a quarter of citizens under the age of eighteen.

  If everyone votes, that's about 4.5 million votes in total.

   But the problem is that it is impossible for all 4.5 million people to vote.

   At least one-third of the people here are indifferent to who is the mayor of New York City.

   In other words, at most three million people will vote, half of the city's population.

  And among the three million people, about one-third of them did not vote out during the voting period due to various reasons.

  So in the end every election in New York, generally only 2-2.5 million people participated in the voting.

   Under normal circumstances, there will be 4-8 candidates in each New York election.

  This is the same as the election of a general leader. In fact, there are more than four or five candidates for each general election.

  At its peak, 9 people participated in the general election.

   Except for those two people, the other participants are really just participants.

  The outcome of these elections will ultimately be decided between donkeys and elephants in 99.5% of cases.

  The same is true for New York City. There are six candidates for mayor of New York City this time.

  But the sum of the first four votes did not get as many votes as Bloomberg and Mark Green from the Donkey Party alone.

   As long as Bloomberg wins the Donkey Party candidate Mark Green, he will win 100%.

  Other participants, it can only be said that the most important thing is to participate.

  Abel knew that Bloomberg had a high probability of winning this time.

  In parallel time and space, it was Bloomberg who won.

   After this time and space has its own support.

  Bloomberg is stronger, and there will only be more chances of winning.

  But Abel didn’t expect Bloomberg to win so much.

  100,000 votes, 14.3%, when there are already 1.8 million voters.

   This is almost declaring that Bloomberg is the final winner.

   After all, it is still 2001, and the donkey and the elephant are still harmonious in private, and they have not yet begun to split.

   At this time, the conditions for the Donkey Party to play with the Yin soldiers to come out of the cage have not yet been formed.

  Momo on the New York side has not yet formed, and most of them are still in the southern states and the west coast.

   In other words, Bloomberg has basically won more than half of it.

   No wonder the old man is so happy. Abel is also a little happy now after hearing this.

   "This is really good news. Come to my reception tomorrow night, how about we talk about it in detail?"

  During the election season, Bloomberg was busy. As a candidate, he needs to run up and down New York all day, canvassing for himself.

   For a whole month, I was so busy that I couldn't resist without a good body.

  But now it’s the late election.

   And it's still night.

   No matter how busy you are, if you come to the reception at night, it will be fine.

   "Of course! I will attend if you don't say so. My dear friend, I really don't know what I should do without you!"

   What the old guy said is a bit nasty.

  Abel said directly: "Then see you tomorrow night, dear Mayor Bloomberg!"

   "Hahaha~Okay, dear Mr. Abel Smith, see you tomorrow night!"

  Abel hung up the phone on his own initiative, and he shook his head with a smile.

   Bloomberg is finally on stage.

  Then your own big plan for New York can also start.

   Besides Bloomberg himself, Abe is probably the second happiest person.

  He thought it was time to celebrate. After thinking about it, Abel put his phone away, turned and left the study.

  Abel went to the bathroom of the master bedroom to take a shower first.

   After taking a shower, Abel, wearing a bath towel, turned around and left the master bedroom.

  He stood in the corridor and looked around, hesitated for a while, and finally chose a room and walked in.

  When he entered, the female bodyguard not far away who was in charge of Avril's safety couldn't help but want to speak.

  Because the room that Abel entered was not Avril's room.

  The female bodyguard opened her mouth halfway, but before she could speak, the captain of the female bodyguard, Donnie, who had sharp eyes and quick hands, held her mouth down.

  After Abel opened the door and entered, Doni let go of the female bodyguard's mouth and said softly:

   "Don't worry too much about what you don't care about. Mr. Smith, he is our boss, understand?"

  Avril Lavigne's female bodyguard nodded hurriedly, "Understood, I'm sorry, Captain Doni."

  Doni nodded, and pointed to Avril Lavigne's room next to her.

   "Look here. If your mistress comes out, tell her that Mr. Smith is sleeping in his room."

   "Oh, yes." The female bodyguard agreed.

   Then she looked at Donnie, walked over to the master bedroom, and locked the door of the empty master bedroom.

   Naturally, there was nothing to say all night.

  Only the flowers are in full bloom.

   And quiet Manhattan nights.

  (end of this chapter)