America's Road to Wealth

At night, Washington, DC, InterContinental Hotel on the Pier.

InterContinental Hotels Group is a global hotel group.

It has now developed into 4 major series, with 17 internationally renowned hotel brands such as InterContinental, Crowne Plaza, Holiday Inn and more than 6,000 hotels, distributed in more than 100 countries and regions, and is one of the world's largest hotel groups.

But its history is actually not that long, its real history is less than 20 years.

In 1988, the British Bass Group acquired American Camon Wilson's Holiday Inn Hotel, forming the foundation of InterContinental Hotels.

Kaimon Wilson is Slade Wilson's cousin.

In other words, the InterContinental Hotel is actually one of the industries of the British Bath family and the Wilson family.

It's just that the Bass family is in the driver's seat.

Inside the InterContinental Hotel, there is a restaurant called Willard's.

It is one of the top restaurants in Washington DC.

Because of its luxurious and elegant dining atmosphere and considerate service, it has received high impression scores from many high-end diners.

The entire interior of the restaurant is mainly decorated with oak wood, which has a calm texture. There are crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, large champagne-colored curtains, and solid and noble sofa seats.

The splendor of everything makes it easy for people to be intoxicated before they even start enjoying the food.

Sitting in the VIP booth near the window of Willard Restaurant.

Abel turned sideways and looked at Kayla Wilson beside him.

This beauty who already belonged to him was holding her slender pink neck like a white swan high, her chin was slightly raised, her red lips and white teeth were particularly enchanting, her big wavy golden hair that was tilted to one side was sparkling under the light and was studded with diamonds. The large hoop earrings and the round-neck waist dress with deep red dark patterns undoubtedly added to her infinite charm.

Opposite him and her, her brother sat.

That John Wilson who was kind enough to break up a fight during the day and accidentally received an elbow.

That elbow strike seemed to do a lot of damage.

So far, John's face has obviously been covered up by makeup, but traces of black marks can still be seen.

Next to John was Kayla's sister-in-law, the ordinary-looking Maria Lytton Wilson.

"Hey, Abel and Kayla. You have to try the European food at Willard's. Although it does great American and French fare, the European food is even better. John and I come here every time Anyone in DC will definitely come here to eat.”

Maria Litton greeted her sister-in-law and Abel warmly, acting as a lubricant as much as possible.

Because it is obvious that whether it is her husband, Abel, or sister-in-law, these three people are not looking good now.

"Yes, I can see it. It is indeed an excellent restaurant." Kayla didn't say anything, so Abel could only smile.

This Willard's restaurant not only has a golden appearance, but it is also no less impressive on the inside.

In addition to traditional French meals, it also offers European and American cuisine. Steaks, soups and even Caesar salads are great choices.

It tastes really good, and Abeldu has already planned to poach the restaurant's chef.

Only Abel and Maria were talking, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Maybe he saw the embarrassment, or maybe he didn't want to continue the stalemate.

John Wilson spoke first.

"Kayla, you need to know. Mr. Smith has a fiancée. He has a stable relationship with Miss Bush. I think you understand."

As soon as he came up, John made it clear what he wanted to talk about.

It seems to be saying that Keira and Abel are not suitable, saying that Abel is already a married woman.

But in reality, he was also telling Abel.

Ask Abel to stop intervening in the internal affairs of the Wilson family.

Because Abel couldn't give Keira a stable commitment at all. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that Abel couldn't marry Keira. His relationship with Shrub was so stable.

"My personal love life does not need to be questioned. Brother, you just have to do your job well. Also, before talking about my love life. I think you and Maria have more problems!"

Before Abel could speak, Keira had already aimed at her brother and choked him back.

The information revealed inside and outside the words made Abel quite interesting.

It also made Maria Litton next to her look a little embarrassed.

Abel thought of the information the Smith Intelligence Group gave him about the members of the Wilson family.

The information said that the situation of John and Maria was basically a matter of the husband and wife playing their own roles.

The two have been married for many years, but neither has had children. John had a woman outside, and Maria, the eldest Miss Litton, also had several faces.

The two of them have no influence on each other and their relationship is quite harmonious.

And the way they behave as a couple is also the way most couples who marry into wealthy families get along. Except for the fact that they haven't given birth yet, it can be said that it is a very typical way for wealthy couples to get along.

In addition, the intelligence also showed that John Wilson may have fertility problems.

So the two have been married for many years and have no children. And this may be the reason why Slade Wilson has not identified his son as the only successor.

Now Keira's words probably hit John's sore spot.

There was a rare look of anger on his handsome, slightly dark face.

Kayla's brother took a deep breath, stopped looking at her, and turned to Abel:

"Mr. Smith, I want to ask you one last question. I want to ask, do you really want to get involved in the internal affairs of the Wilson family? Are you sure?"

Abel smiled at him and nodded slightly, "I wasn't sure before, but now I'm sure. Because Kayla has indeed agreed to be my girlfriend, am I right? Honey?"

What he said next was to Keira.

The response she received was that she showed a charming smile, stepped forward, raised her head slightly, and offered her mouthful of fragrance.

He looked at the "dog man and woman" chewing together in front of him.

John's handsome face was ashen, making the bruises where he was hit by his elbow in the afternoon less conspicuous.

"Okay. Very good." John stood up directly. After leaving such words, he turned around and left, not even paying attention to his wife.

Seeing her husband getting up and leaving, Maria was a little reluctant to glance at the couple who had just separated. What she mainly saw was Abel's handsome face.

"I'm sorry, John is very angry now. I have to persuade him, Kayla, and Mr. Smith, so I'll leave first."

Maria got up politely, spoke politely, and left politely.

Abel responded politely. But I also noticed that Kayla didn’t have a good attitude towards her sister-in-law at all, and she didn’t speak to Maria during the whole process.

After Maria left, she might have seen Abel a little confused.

Kayla: "Don't be fooled by her performance. This is a very excessive woman. She even brought her man to my brother and her room to spend the night!!! If John hadn't refused to give up the Lytton family's control of him Support, my father had already divorced them!!"

Abel was stunned, thinking that your circle was really in chaos.

It seemed like this Maria had been secretly looking at herself just now.

It's a pity that he doesn't look very good, and he's also very careless.

Sorry, he didn't like this bite.

And now, after knowing this secret.

Abel felt that he had somewhat understood the reason why Slade Wilson did not prevent Kayla from contacting him.

If the son fails to live up to his expectations, it is not certain whether the grandson/granddaughter will belong to his family in the future.

And no matter what, his granddaughter and grandson must be his bloodline.

Thinking of this, Abel felt as if he understood Slade Wilson's thoughts.

Then... when I go back that night, of course I have to continue to work hard so that I can fulfill Slade Wilson's wish as soon as possible.

As for whether Slade really thought so, he didn't care.

Anyway, Slade's daughter is particularly willing to cooperate with him, and Abel thinks this is good.

The next morning, Abel yawned lazily.

He tightened the perfect body in his arms, and Lushan's claws, which had become as accustomed to him sleeping naked, continued to enjoy one of the most perfect prey for men in the world.

After kissing Keira's white forehead and watching her snore sweetly, Abel chose to get up to work.

Work, only continuous work can lay a foundation that will last forever.

Power and wealth are the ultimate factors that enable him to be unscrupulous and enjoy the perfect prey of these men.

Which one is more important, Abel can see clearly.

What's more, although today's meeting of the Federal Advisory Committee will not be held (Morgan requested not to be held because of the fight yesterday).

But Abel also found a job that he could do in Washington, DC.

It’s not about lobbying in a white house, it’s not about being a guest on K Street, it’s not about hanging around in the embassies of various countries in the United States.

Around 9:30 am.

On time, he met with the stock god Buffett at the headquarters building of the Washington Post, underneath the Washington Post Building.

After reuniting, the motorcade drove into the square in front of the building.

The car door opened, and a pair of brand new shiny black leather shoes fell to the ground. Abel's tall and straight body stood in front of this decades-old building, looking up.

Rteco style, boxy shape, only 14 stories high, this is the headquarters of one of the most influential newspapers in the United States, the "Washington Post" in downtown Washington.

"It seems like you are bound to win?"

At this time, an old but energetic voice sounded behind him.

Abel turned around and saw Buffett getting out of the trunk of a Cadillac DTS and smiling at him.

As a famous "patriot" in the United States.

Of course, Buffett's cars have always been American-made cars.

If this old man comes out with a new flagship model from Cadillac, he will immediately buy it as his car.

It used to be the Cadillac Regal, but after Cadillac launched its new flagship DTS, now the old guy's car is the DTS.

In this regard, it can even be said that Abel actually copied him.

Copy his approach to establishing the character of "patriot".

"Why not? You know, my media group just needs a serious, mainstream newspaper with a positive direction. The Washington Post can just fill the gap in my Smith Media Group."

Seeing the old man walking up to him, Abel patted his shoulder gently.

"Dear, don't forget that you are also one of the shareholders of Smith Media now. Smith Media will start pre-IPO in a few days. At this time, it is also your responsibility to create as much good news as possible."

Buffett rolled his eyes helplessly, "I know, I know, am I just cooperating with you? If it weren't for you, no one else would have thought of getting the shares of the Post in my hands. This is "hard currency" in the eyes of many rich people. "."

Abel thought it would be good to listen to what Buffett said.

He remembered that in parallel time and space, when selling his shares in the "Washington Post", the old guy didn't hesitate at all.

But this may also be related to the fact that Buffett is not the largest shareholder of the Washington Post.

The largest shareholder and controller of the Washington Post is the Graham family.

In 1946, after marrying his wife Katherine, Philip L. Graham began to manage the newspaper that year, and established the Washington Post Company the following year.

In 1963, Philip L. Graham shot himself; his wife, Katharine Graham, became chairman of the Washington Post Company.

In 1971, Katharine Graham took the Washington Post Company public at a price of $26 per share.

The Graham family has controlled the media conglomerate ever since.

Buffett, who only owns about 8% of the shares, is one of the major shareholders, but only one.

Buffett's approach is also very common among the richest Americans.

They rarely directly operate and control a media group like Abel.

Instead, they become shareholders of media groups through large-scale investment, thereby indirectly influencing and controlling them.

Keep them in the media and there will never be too bad news.

"Let's go in. I believe your confidante's child is already a little flustered by the waiting." Abel said to Buffett with a smile.

Buffett rolled his eyes helplessly again. The assistant next to him found that his boss often showed this expression whenever he was around Abel.

Abel walked in first.

Of course, the security guards and staff of the Post Building did not dare to stop it.

They allowed Abel, Buffett and others to enter the Post building.

As soon as he came in, Abel saw the staff of the Washington Post, headed by a middle-aged man. The entire corridor was lined with newspaper employees.

"Papa -"

The applause was warm.

With a smile on his face, Abel looked around at the newspaper employees on both sides, knowing that the middle-aged man at the head should be Don Graham, the "son of Buffett's confidante" whom he just mentioned.

But now, Abel found this scene that Tang made interesting.

Abel's response was to calmly nod to the newspaper employees on both sides, as if he was the boss of the Washington Post.

"Welcome to the Washington Post, Mr. Smith! I'm Don Graham."

Don Graham, the current leader of the Post Group and the son of Katharine Graham, known as the "First Lady of American Journalism," stepped forward to talk to Abel and introduce himself.

Abel shook hands with him and said a few words with a smile.

Then Don Graham shook hands with Buffett familiarly and said a few words very affectionately.

During this process, Buffett saw Abel winking secretly at him, with an expression full of mischief.

This made Buffett roll his eyes helplessly.

Who is this woman called Katharine Graham? In order to increase her status, she deliberately created the idea that she was Buffett's "confidante" in the United States?

Back then, Buffett promised some kind of benefit to Katherine Graham and condoned the spread of this kind of news.

In addition, he did have a good relationship with Katherine Graham, and he was also very familiar with Don Graham.

Now that Abel was teasing him like this, Buffett didn't bother to refute.

Under Don's guidance, Abel took everyone through the elevator to Don Graham's office.

After entering the office, only Buffett and his secretary were left, along with himself, David, and Don Graham.

Abel spoke frankly to the people in power in Graham.

"Mr. Graham, Warren should have told you. Yes, I am very interested in the Post Group. The Washington Post can greatly complement Smith Media. Compared with other companies, A media giant, we need you more."

"Besides, Smith Media is about to go public soon, so it's obvious that we are very sincere."

Facing Abel's directness, Don Graham sighed inwardly.

His mother, Katharine Graham, passed away last year.

When his mother died, the funeral was very grand.

At that time, at the National Church Auditorium in Washington, almost all the American businessmen and celebrities were present.

These include Vice President Cheney, Defense Secretary Rumsfeld, the Zippertons, Federal Reserve Chairman Greenspan, former New York Mayor Giuliani, etc.

Former Secretary of State Kissinger delivered the eulogy.

However, less than a year has passed, and Katharine Graham has passed away only 10 months ago.

The Graham family has a feeling that "the end is over".

Don Graham doesn't have his mother's ability to dance, and even with the platform of the Post Group, it seems to be beyond his capabilities.

In addition, since the Internet era began, the Post Group, like other print media, has been subject to fierce conflicts from the Internet.

Revenue and profits have long been worse than before. There was no way to fix it while Katherine was still alive.

Now that she is dead, her son, Don Graham, who has mediocre qualifications, is even more helpless.

From last year to now, I have been affected by the general environment and my lack of personal ability.

All newspapers under the Post Group reported losses.

Among them, its subsidiary Newsweek was the most serious, with losses exceeding tens of millions of dollars in three quarters.

When Don Graham was a little confused.

My mother’s best friend during her lifetime, the famous stock investor Warren Buffett, conveyed the news to Don Graham that Abel Smith was interested in the Post Group.

Don Graham was first surprised and then delighted. Under Buffett's persuasion on the phone, he agreed to negotiate with Abel.

Then today, Abel appeared in the Post Building.