America's Road to Wealth

Abel didn't know where he was assigned to sit.

Naturally, Ikana didn't know. She was just here as a female companion tonight.

She also didn’t know what Abel’s relationship was with the organizer of the evening.

In addition, because he was not keen on socializing, Abel had rarely appeared in banquets of this level in New York before.

Ikana was even less clear about where Abel might be arranged.

I just think of the attention Abel received from those financial giants at the Hilton banquet last time.

Ikana felt that Abel would not be placed in the third class.

Maybe in the second wait.

"There are so many tables. It's hard to find them one by one. Let's ask a waiter." Abel said.

Ikana nodded in agreement.

This is also the choice of most celebrities who participate in such social occasions.

What is upper class society if you go looking for them one table at a time?

Generally speaking, the waiters involved in a banquet like this tonight.

They will also be asked by the organizer to memorize the approximate location of most of the guests.

In this way, guests can be better taken to their location when they need it.

Usually, the normal income of these handsome and beautiful senior waiters is only about 3,000 to 4,000 US dollars a month.

Serving a banquet of this caliber can make hundreds of dollars a night.

In terms of requirements, they are naturally a little higher than ordinary waiters.

When Abel was about to ask a waiter, Ikana saw two acquaintances walking in at the door.

This made her couldn't help but pull at Abel.

"What's wrong?" Abel turned his head and looked at her.

"Over there." Ikana didn't point around, but looked at the door, "I remember you had a pleasant chat with Barry Hilton last time. Look, Barry Hilton is here too."

Hearing what Ikana said, Abel also looked at the door and said casually:

"Barry Hilton, okay. He was very enthusiastic at the time, oh. His granddaughter also came with him."

Tonight's banquet requires a female companion.

Abel brought Ikana.

But the female companion can be a relationship like Abel and Ikana.

It can also be a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, and naturally it can also be a relationship between husband and wife.

It's also okay to bring your daughter or granddaughter.

When Abel saw Barry Hilton and Paris Hilton, the other party also saw them.

Abel and Ikana's height and appearance.

Tonight, in this banquet attended by Hollywood superstars, it was also the most outstanding one.

It is naturally more eye-catching and can easily attract the attention of others.

After Barry Hilton saw Abel, he immediately smiled and walked over with his granddaughter.

Abel, who originally wanted to find a seat, had no choice but to pause and look at the other person with a smile.

As for Ikana, let alone that.

The generous and decent smile on her face has almost never stopped since she entered here tonight.

It seemed that Abel felt a little tired for her.

"Hello, good evening. Mr. Smith." Barry Hilton walked over with a chuckle and said, "And Miss Lerner."

"Good evening, Mr. Hilton, and Miss Hilton." Abel responded.

Ikana also smiled: "Good evening, Mr. Hilton and Paris."

As both famous ladies in the city and of the same age, Ikana is obviously no stranger to Paris.

This can be seen from the fact that she greeted her by her first name instead of Miss Hilton.

Paris is also gentle and doesn't look crazy at all. Showing off their ladylike temperament, they responded to Abel and Ikana.

But Paris's eyes were always on Abel and Ikana, looking back and forth.

Barry Hilton wanted to chat with Abel a few more words, but at this time the banquet was about to begin.

More and more guests are coming in, and the door is getting a little crowded.

Abel suggested: "Let's talk when we have a chance, or we can find a seat first and see if we can sit together and then chat?"

Barry Hilton also knew that it was not good to be blocked near the door like this.

He smiled cheerfully and said: "Okay, okay, let's find a seat first."

There happened to be a beautiful female waiter passing by the four of them.

Barry Hilton asked.

The female waiter stopped with a polite and friendly smile, glanced at the handsome Abel a few more times, and then opened her mouth to give directions to the guests:

"Mr. Barry Hilton? How about I take you there?"

"Okay. Please excuse me, miss." Barry Hilton looked at Abel with a graceful demeanor:

"Mr. Smith, let's go over there and sit down first. Can we have a chance to chat later?"

"Okay." Abel smiled, and at the same time he called another male waiter to stop.

Barry Hilton and his granddaughter were taken to his seat.

It's just that Paris "inadvertently" turns back from time to time to look in the direction of Ikana and Abel.

Paris noticed that the male waiter took Abel and Ikana in another direction.

It's in the direction of the rostrum.

Paris, one of the masters of ball field culture, guessed that maybe the other party would be a second-class guest.

Because my grandfather happened to be a second-class guest.

But this will only happen if the seats between the two parties are in the same order and in two directions, right?

Paris thought so.

"Mr. Hilton, this is your seat." The gentle voice of the beautiful female waiter sounded.

Paris turned around and found that her grandfather and herself were indeed the second-ranked players on the field.

It's not close or far from the rostrum, and there are two rows of tables in front, which are the third row.

Strictly speaking, according to Paris' understanding.

This is a second-class seat. The second row next to the first row of the first class is the second-class seat.

"Okay. Thank you." Barry Hilton took his granddaughter and sat down on the table and chair marked with Hilton's golden hollow text.

"Dear grandpa, look over there."

Just when Barry Hilton was a little thirsty and planned to ask the waiter to bring some drinks to quench his thirst first.

He heard his granddaughter say: "Look over there, Mr. Smith and Ikana, how were they taken there? Did the waiter go the wrong way or identify the wrong person?"

Hearing his granddaughter's surprised voice, Barry Hilton looked in the direction where his granddaughter was talking.

Barry Hilton saw Abel led by the waiter.

He held Ikana's hand and sat at a table in the middle of the first row facing the podium.

"This seat."

Barry Hilton was surprised: "It seems that the organizer of this evening attaches great importance to Mr. Smith."

"Why is this?" Paris's voice sounded a little sour.

According to Paris's understanding, that position is the first-class position in the first-class banquet tonight.

It is facing the rostrum, which can be said to be the C position of the audience.

As one of the fans of ballroom culture, Paris always wants to sit in this seat when attending banquets.

Sitting at that table means that you are either one of the organizer's most valued guests.

Or simply one of the highest-ranking people among the guests.

"Why?" Barry Hilton was confused.

Barry Hilton turned around and saw his granddaughter's slight expression.

This allowed Barry Hilton, who was very aware of his darling character, to know what Paris was thinking.

"Oh, you mean why can Mr. Smith sit there?" Barry Hilton asked.

Paris nodded hesitantly.

She did have some doubts about this, but what she was even more dissatisfied about was——

Why can Ikana sit there? !

"I'm not very sure either." Barry Hilton frowned slightly:

"Logically speaking, even if Mr. Smith can sit in the front row, he probably won't sit in that key position. Is it because of his first private placement?"

Stop talking about Paris.

Barry Hilton couldn't figure it out.

Abel himself actually couldn't figure it out.

After Abel sat down, he noticed that Ikana looked a little nervous.

A little excited again.

He asked Ikana if she was feeling unwell.

Ikana said no, and then Ikana, a master of ball court culture like Paris, told Abel about the special position that people are in at this moment.

"C position in the audience?"

Abel was a little surprised, "What's going on? Is it a mistake?"

Abel looked back at his seat. There was a soft silk cloth cushion on it, and the English words of Abel Smith were engraved with golden silk thread.

The one sitting next to Ikana also had the same.

You are sitting in the right place. He was a little curious.

Ikana shook her head slightly and said: "In such a cautious occasion, it is generally impossible to make mistakes.

Especially for this most important table, the organizer may come over to check it, so there is no chance of anything going wrong. "

"It seems they think highly of me." Abel was surprised.

He was surprised, and Ikana was actually even more surprised.

Just like Paris thought, Ikana originally thought too.

The seat assigned to Abel should be on the first level of the second row, or more likely on the second level of the second row.

I didn’t see an old New Yorker like Barry Hilton.

He is also the powerful leader of one of the famous old wealthy families.

Have you just been assigned to the second row and the second level?

If his father, Ikana, thought that he would probably be in the third row and first level at most.

Worse than Barry Hilton.

But the actual situation is that D. Ted Lerner was not invited at all tonight.

It may be that he is not qualified, or it may be that D. Ted Lerner is not the target guest of the organizer.

And Abel was not only invited, but he also sat in such a ridiculous position.

For a moment, Ikana, the famous "other people's child", didn't know what was going on.

This side of the table.

The two were the first couple to sit down, when Ikana was excited and a little nervous, and her emotions were a little complicated.

The second pair of guests at this table were also welcomed down by the waiter.

Abel looked up and saw an old white man with pale hair. His female companion was also a white woman who didn't look young.

Then Abel saw these two people sitting down on the spot with the name "Pete Kahn" written on it.

Just opposite Abel and Ikana.

After sitting down, the old white man and woman seemed a little surprised to see the young appearance of Abel and Ikana.

But the old white man immediately smiled and said hello to Abel and Ikana softly:

"Good evening, Mr. Smith and Miss Lerner."

Abel didn't know if it was possible at this time.

Ikana almost wanted to stand up.

Because Abel didn't quite know the identity of the white man and woman.

But Ikana knows.

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Peter Kahn." Abel responded with a smile.

Ikana's voice was slightly off-kilter, but she immediately responded: "Hello Mr. Kahn, and Mrs. Kahn, good evening."

"Good evening, Ikana. And this young gentleman." The old white woman, who was probably Peter Kahn's wife, smiled in response to Ikana.

Seeing Abel's expressionless and calm look, Peter Kahn smiled again.

Then Peter Kahn smiled and said: "It seems that Mr. Smith doesn't know me. You know, our "Washington Daily News" is the newspaper that has the most positive reports on you."

"Ha~" Peter Kahn said with a slight smile from Abel.

Let Abel also know his identity.

Peter Kahn is the current CEO of Dow Jones Group and the boss of the Wall Street Journal.

He is also one of the organizers of this charity banquet tonight with Texas Commerce Bank.

"Sorry, Mr. Kahn. I have social phobia, so I haven't come out before. I don't know many people, so I'm sorry." Abel explained with a chuckle.

Peter Kahn nodded, but Abel said he had social phobia or something.

Peter Kahn didn't believe it.

A Wall Street elite, a financial giant, must really have social phobia.

Tomorrow, the Wall Street Journal will probably sell hundreds of thousands more copies.

Like Barry Hilton, Peter Kahn doesn't quite understand why Abel and Ikana are able to sit at this table.

This table, except for the seats of Abel and Ikana.

The rest are all the names of today’s organizers.

In other words, Abel and Ikana were sitting with the most important organizer tonight.

Abel is not a real giant like Buffett or Soros who can sit in the C position wherever he goes in the United States.

Nor are they the CEOs of Goldman Sachs, Merrill Lynch, Lehman, and Citigroup, they are the real top giants on Wall Street.

Although Abel has already gained a reputation on Wall Street and is highly valued by people in the financial field.

But Abel is young after all, and his accumulation and background are not enough.

If it were at a banquet in the financial field, it would be understandable that he would be ranked higher.

But at a comprehensive charity banquet like this tonight, Peter Kahn really didn't understand that he was so far in line.

Peter Kahn now wants to ask John J. Bolang of Texas Commerce Bank.

Ask John J. Brown what's going on and what the seating arrangement is tonight.

Because Dow Jones is also one of the organizers of this charity party.

But the leader, and the main person in charge, was Texas Commerce Bank.

In other words, John J. Bolang, the general manager of the New York branch of Texas Commerce Bank.

He is the main host tonight.

Not only Peter Kahn had such doubts, but also several other tycoons who arrived later.

For example, Rupert Murdoch, the owner of the New York Post and chairman of News Corporation, and his newly married Chinese wife.

For example, the owner of the New York Times newspaper company, Arthur Ochs Sulzberger Jr. and his wife.

and Anne Hearst of the Hearst family, with her daughter Amanda Hearst.

These New York media giants all have this doubt.