America's Road to Wealth

Even Bloomberg and Robert.

I don’t know why Abel is so obsessed with the Hudson Bay Plaza.

Hudson's Bay Plaza is indeed very profitable.

If it can be done and more than half of the profit can be obtained.

That is enough to support the emergence of a billionaire.

This will definitely be the largest real estate project in New York in the future.

But let’s not talk about the difficulty of making it happen.

Just from the perspective of its interests, Bloomberg and Robert also felt that Abel did not need to be so persistent.

Because to put it bluntly, there’s no way one person can monopolize Hudson’s Bay Plaza.

Not even if the owner of the white house comes.

Not even Rockefeller and Morgan together.

This means that only by sharing profits can things be successful.

The profit is a penny, although it is still scary, it is very considerable.

But this profit, compared with Abel's gains in the capital market, is not very attractive.

They all felt that Abel should not bother with this matter.

It is better to go to the capital market more and do more transactions to make more money faster.

It's rare that all potential allies are here tonight.

Robert Morgenthau stepped in for Bloomberg and asked this question.

"Abel, I'm curious. Why do you seem so proactive about this project?"

"Huh?" Abel didn't understand what he meant.

"Hudson's Bay Plaza." Robert said:

"You seem to care more than anyone else. It feels like the two of us combined are not as passionate as you alone."

Bloomberg also nodded.

The founder of Bloomberg is also curious about this.

Abel's fingers couldn't help but rub the red wine glass in his hand.

After thinking for a while, Abel said:

"Perhaps it's because I feel that if I complete this matter, it will give me a sense of accomplishment."

"A sense of accomplishment?" Robert was puzzled.

Abel decided to tell the truth.

"Because in the capital market, no matter how much money I make, I don't feel any pleasure."

"I take it for granted. They should be mine. Making that money is as simple as taking care of my breathing."

"But when you're doing other things. Like running a media conglomerate, like this Hudson's Bay Plaza."

"Making them successful will give me a sense of accomplishment."

"Because in these areas, I am not very good at it. I may be worse than some ordinary people."

"You should understand, right?"

"In the field that we are good at, no matter how much we do, no matter how good we are, we feel that it is a matter of course. It will not make us passionate."

“But having some achievements in areas that we are not good at often gives us a great sense of pride!”

"That's right, that's probably what it feels like. It's this sense of accomplishment that pushes me to work hard to build the Hudson Bay Plaza."

As he spoke these words, he looked eagerly at Bloomberg and Robert Morgenthau.

After listening, Bloomberg couldn't help but look at Robert.

The future mayor of New York found that the latter was also looking at him.

Bloomberg: [Do you understand this feeling? 】

Robert: [I don’t understand, do you understand? 】

Bloomberg: [I don’t understand either. 】

At this time, the two New York bosses, if they were two Chinese netizens.

You will definitely say loudly that Abel is a Versailles guy.

But next to her, Peggy listened to Abel's words.

Her eyes were a little bright.

"It's that simple. Believe it or not." Abel shrugged.

He really meant it.

This is like a person who uses a cheat device and plays the game until the middle and late stages.

There are very few things in the game that can make him feel happy.

But at this time, there was another game next to him. He was not very good at it, and he couldn't fully activate the cheat device.

Then when he plays this game, he will feel very happy if he produces some results.

That's probably the truth.

Bloomberg and Robert didn’t want to tell whether what Abel said was true or false at this time.

Anyway, if this thing can really succeed.

Then their share can't escape.

As for where Abel's motivation lies, they don't care.

"Even if you are so eager." Robert said clearly:

"I still have to wait until Michael is really successful before I try to get it."

Bloomberg nodded too.

If he doesn't succeed this year, then he probably won't even be qualified to be an equal ally of the two people in front of him.

This is a premise for Robert, and it is not the same for Bloomberg.

Abel felt it was a bit boring for the two people to express their opinions like this again.

Bloomberg left quickly.

He is the host of tonight's drinking party and cannot stay in any one circle for too long.

He wants to greet all the guests and try to secure this kind of connection.

In that case.

Even if he loses the election this year.

When we make a comeback in the future, we will be able to get more support.

What's more, even if this road doesn't work, I won't take this road anymore.

Bloomberg feels that these extra contacts and relationships will also make it easier for him to better run Bloomberg.

Robert also wanted to maintain his social contacts and would not stay long.

The two old guys left.

Abel had two choices.

One is to stay here and chat with Peggy.

Or talk to other people and expand your network.

In the end, he chose neither option and chose to leave early.

Abel left the banquet hall of the InterContinental Hotel and came to the door of the InterContinental Hotel.

He looked up and saw that the cold rain was still falling in Manhattan.

To be honest, Manhattan has good weather only from May to October every year.

Other times, it’s freezing cold when it snows. It will also be very cold if it rains.

Shaking his head, Abel got into the car and left under the protection of two bodyguards who came to hold an umbrella.

In the car, he thought for a while and called his grandfather Alex.

Abel has regular contact with his family.

But I have less contact with my grandfather and father, and more contact with my grandmother and mother.

The conversations with Arya and Emily naturally tend to focus on daily life.

This time he called Alex mainly to find out about Vossloh.

The grandfather and grandson talked on the phone for half an hour.

After half an hour of conversation, Abel felt that his eyes had been opened.

It turns out that this kind of thing has happened in the history of the United States.

It turned out that the United States almost embarked on another unimagined path.

Abel could only sigh with emotion, it was such a vast world, full of strange things.

".grandfather."

At the end of the phone call with Alex.

Abel hesitated, hesitating whether to tell what happened to Charlize.

Tell him his plan.

"Um?"

Alex's clear voice came from the phone's microphone.

"It's nothing. It's raining here in New York. You should also take care of yourself in Houston."

"Oh, of course."

In the end, he said goodbye to Alex without saying anything.

The next day, early morning.

Abel is at 8 East 63rd Street on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

He and Ikana woke up in the master bedroom on the third floor.

He came to stay at Ikana's place last night.

Ikana has been very close to Paris recently, and the two New York socialites have been together.

Paris Hilton even became Ikana's brand YKM, a special model and special designer.

At first, Abel was suspicious of Paris Hilton.

She is about to start walking on the wandering path she took in parallel time and space.

He even thought about keeping Ikana away from her.

But in reality, Paris Hilton did not start having sex.

She was just close to Ikana.

She and many other New York socialites often appear in fashion newspapers and magazines in New York or the United States.

And it seems that she is really designing YKM clothes seriously.

It’s just that Abel looks like her design is a bit ugly.

So much so that when Abel came over last night.

Only to find out that Paris Hilton is here too.

He was in the living room at the time.

Xiong Da and Xiong Er holding Ikana.

He kissed Ikana so hard that she didn't even have a chance to speak.

Just when I took off my belt and wanted to get on the horse.

Paris Hilton walked out of the kitchen next to her carrying a plate of cut fruit.

There was another small moment of confusion.

Paris Hilton ran away quickly afterwards and went to sleep in the guest room upstairs.

Abel was able to grab Ikana and go to the master bedroom on the third floor to exercise.

Abel follows his own standard biological clock and wakes up automatically.

He looked at the sleeping beauty next to him and couldn't help but grab Xiong Da and Xiong Er.

Then he placed the round Simmons.

He looked at the beautiful antique clock in the bedroom. It was just past seven o'clock.

When he finished washing up and went down to the restaurant on the second floor.

About half past seven.

Abel was in the restaurant and saw Paris Hilton having breakfast again.

Paris was born in 1981 and just turned 20 this year.

It can be regarded as the time period with the best comprehensive conditions in all aspects among women of the Angsa race.

At this time, Paris was still very beautiful and had a good figure.

At this time, she was sitting at the dining table looking very well-behaved, which gave Abel the feeling that she was also his woman.

"Good morning." Abel greeted with a smile.

Paris smiled back and said, "Good morning."

But to Paris's disappointment, Abel finished eating quickly and left soon after.

The whole journey lasted less than twenty minutes, and I didn't talk much to her.

After Abel left, Paris pouted.

She thought for a while, stood up and cautiously came to the third floor.

At the door of Ikana’s master bedroom, Paris knocked on the door and shouted:

"Ikana? Ikana? Abel is gone, Ikana, are you still sleeping? It was the same last time, you slept until noon."

"Ikana? Can I come in?"

Paris got no reaction.

After thinking for a while, the eldest lady of the Hilton family gently held the door handle.

Click, the door is unlocked.

Paris opened the door and went in.

As soon as she entered, Paris smelled a strong smell.

It's like seafood, mixed with the taste of heather.

She found the smell unpleasant, but also found it strange.

If this were changed to parallel time and space.

Paris experienced that a few years later.

You can probably smell it right away.

Paris tiptoed and walked into the bedroom, shouting softly:

"Ikana? Ikana? Are you still sleeping? It's almost eight o'clock, and Abel has also gone to work. Do you want to sleep until noon or almost afternoon like last time? Ikana?"

"Ikana, wake up quickly. We have things to do in the afternoon."

While shouting, Paris came to the big round Simmons.

She saw her best friend sleeping soundly on Simmons.

She keenly noticed that there were fingerprints left by someone on the big bear that was not covered by her best friend.

Paris couldn't help but gently pulled down the quilt and covered Ikana.

She pushed her best friend a few more times.

"Ikana? Are you sure you really want to sleep? You can't bear the smell in the room."

Ikana was pushed and murmured a few words:

"Paris, please leave me alone. I'm so tired. Let me sleep a little longer."

Paris was angry and funny, and said softly:

"Then you should change to another room. The smell here is too bad! What on earth is this smell? Well, the smell of the trash can is the worst!"

"Is the fresh air system broken? Why can't the smell be eliminated?"

"It doesn't stink. You can go out first. I...I'll sleep for a while." Her answer was the murmur of Ikana who didn't open her eyes.

Paris had to stand up and decided to leave first.

Ikana looked too tired and probably couldn't wake up.

But curiosity prompted Paris to run to the trash can in the room and take a look before leaving.

She wanted to know what was inside.

That's why the taste is so strong.

She was in the trash can and saw some balloons filled with milk.

"Huh"

Paris left in disgust.

When she walked out of Ikana's room and closed the door.

She was still thinking about the trash can in Ikana's room and why there were milk balloons.

She planned to ask Ikana again in the afternoon after Ikana woke up.

But when she walked from the stairs on the third floor to the living room on the second floor.

Suddenly an idea flashed in Paris' mind.

A possibility occurred to her.

But this possibility made her feel incredible.

Even a little scared!

"No way, no way"

"Absolutely impossible"

Paris murmured and went to the second floor.

As for Abel, he is really busy today.

Thanks to the efforts of his advisory team.

He is going to meet some people today.

These people had an appointment with David Mellon once before, but it didn't work out.

The other party did not appear at the Smith Capital reception.

These people are the three brothers of the Taylor family, a wealthy family on the West Coast.

The Taylor family is one of the founding families and one of the major shareholders of Sempra Energy Company in the United States.

Sempra Energy is an energy services company on the West Coast.

Its headquarters is located in San Diego, California.

This company was merged by two energy giants in 1998 and went public together.

The company currently has nearly 13,000 employees and is primarily engaged in developing energy infrastructure and operating public utilities.

The company's California utilities, San Diego Gas \u0026 Electric and Southern California Gas, serve more than 20 million U.S. West Coast consumers.

To put it simply, this is the electricity and natural gas giants on the West Coast of the United States, especially near California.

It is the kind of giant company that is most lacking in the energy sector that Abel has always wanted.

Abel's Alais Energy, after months of expansion in Tarrant County, has cost Abel hundreds of millions of dollars.

Today in Texas, it can only be regarded as a small and medium-sized power company.

But Sampra is in California, where it provides more than a third of electricity and about a quarter of natural gas.

At that time, Abel told David Mellon that he wanted to invest in or even acquire energy companies.

David suggested to him to acquire Sampra's shares.

Because compared to other energy giants, this company is in internal strife.

In 1998, there was a rift between the two different shareholder families of Enova and PE, which formed Sempra.

Among them, the Taylor family, the founder of the PE company, due to the sudden death of old Taylor, the descendants began to compete for the family property.

The Martin family, the founders of Enova, wanted to take advantage of the Taylor family's shares in Sempra, but they couldn't come up with much cash.

There has been a quarrel between the two parties for half a year.

At the end of last year, Smith Capital, on behalf of Abel, invited the Taylor brothers to a cocktail party.

As a result, the Martin family found out.

At that time, Martin verbally promised to the Taylor brothers that he would give them a better price than Abel.

The Taylor brothers believed it and did not show up at Smith Capital’s reception.

But afterward, Martin regretted it.

The Taylor brothers were so angry that they couldn't do anything to each other.

Because Martin only gave a verbal promise at that time, there were only three people present.

There are no witnesses, let alone witnesses.

The Taylor family, anxious to divide their family property, had no choice but to approach Smith Capital again.

But at that time, Abel was unhappy with them letting go of the doves, and he was quite busy at that time.

At the same time, through Wall Street, Abel knew that the Martin family did not have the strength to eat up Taylor's shares for the time being.

He just thought about showing off the three Taylor brothers.

After drying it until the end of last month, Abel felt it was suitable.

He then asked his advisory group to contact the other party.

Alan Baker was responsible for negotiating with the other party and had been negotiating for a month.

Some results were achieved.

Today, Abel came forward to meet directly with the three Taylor brothers and negotiate the final result.

The two parties met in a cafe in lower Manhattan at around nine o'clock.

The three brothers of the Taylor family all look to be over forty.

The eldest brother is called Matthew, the second brother is called Mark, and the fellow is called Musk. Of course, he is not the Musk you are familiar with.

That Musk is a South African, and he was still working hard in Silicon Valley at this time, still working on his PayPal.

The fact that the three brothers can appear here means that they have basically agreed to Abel's offer.

The Taylor family holds a total of about 21% of Sempra Energy.

Sampra Energy's total share capital is 284 million shares, and its current market value is about US$58.5 per share.

The total market value is approximately US$16.614 billion.

The Taylor family, which holds 21% of the shares, has 59.64 million shares.

"Hello, Mr. Taylor." After Abel arrived, he smiled and shook hands with the three Taylor brothers.

Last year, Abel's fame was mainly limited to the East Coast.

But this year, his fame was widely known to Americans as early as the Smith storm.

Naturally, the three Taylor brothers were already familiar with his name.

The two parties exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then took their seats.

On Abel's side was Alan Baker, and on the opposite side were his three brothers.

As soon as Abel sat down, he went straight to the point:

"I've heard it from Alan. With all due respect, Mr. Taylor, the price of $78 per share is already a very generous price."

"The premium is as high as 25%. This kind of acquisition premium is very generous even in mergers and acquisitions!"

"Besides, you only have 21% of the shares. Even if I take it, I still can't initiate an invitation. The Martin family obviously won't give up."

"I still have to fight with them."

"There's still a lot of trouble ahead."

Looking at the three people who wanted to say something else besides their own words.

Abel pressed directly: "If you are still not satisfied with this price."

He smiled and said: "Then this acquisition can only go so far."