America's Road to Wealth

Chapter 97 Don't pretend, I'll showdown
About an hour and a half later, the Gulfstream G400 arrived in New York.

The airport where the plane landed this time was not JFK International Airport.

This is the busiest time at Kennedy International Airport.

It takes about ten minutes to land there.

And during this time period, when you leave the airport, the road will be blocked for a while.

So the Gulfstream G400 landed at another airport in Queens, LaGuardia Airport.

It's actually closer to Manhattan than JFK.

About eight miles or so.

It's just that Delta Air Lines doesn't have a terminal here, and its planes land here, so they need to communicate in advance.

This time Abel was in a hurry, and Delta Air Lines contacted LaGuardia Airport.

So it landed here.

Outside LaGuardia Airport, Andy, one of Abel's drivers, and several other Rock Security bodyguards.

Already driving the car, waiting for him here.

After getting into the car, I was speechless all the way.

At five o'clock in the evening, the convoy arrived downstairs at the building where Smith Capital is located.

When he came to Smith Capital, Caroline and David Mellon were already waiting for him.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

After coming in, he said blankly.

"But now I'm back. Please tell me all you know, Ms. Caroline."

Caroline nodded skillfully, and continued:
"It was cleared up. I even troubled my uncle about it."

Hearing her talk about her uncle, Abel looked at David Mellon.

The latter shrugged, indicating that that was what Abel thought.

Caroline's full name is Caroline Jond Rehnquist.

Middle name doesn't matter, what matters is her last name.

More importantly, the current Chief Justice of the United States is named William Habbs Rehnquist.

Rehnquist is Caroline's uncle.

Rehnquist's status. Let's put it this way, before each new grand commander takes office.

All were sworn to office on the basis of the Bible before Rehnquist or his predecessors.

And the position of Rehnquist, as long as he is appointed, is a lifelong tenure.

It means to do the kind of death.

This also makes this position, up to Rehnquist, there are only [-] people in total.

Unlike the Grand Commander, this year's election is already the 43rd and 54th.

"Okay. What's the real situation?" Abel asked.

Caroline brought out the Buddha for endorsement, but Abel could only choose to believe it.

"According to Robert Morgenthau.

He said that this investigation is a "compliment" initiated by some people to force him to pay you. said Caroline.

"Greetings?"

Abel frowned.

"Like I said before.

Mr. Smith, everything in your transactions on Wall Street is too "smooth" and "sophisticated".

You scare some people. said Caroline.

"There is a part of some people who feel that young people should be warned."

"Robert owed them a favor, so he was forced to do it."

After saying this, Caroline fell silent.

She also felt that this matter was a bit ridiculous, but she thought of the conduct of those people on Wall Street.

This might really be the case.

This is as far as she can investigate and do her best.

As for the truth, Caroline felt that she was not a detective.

Neither can she.

"Ha~"

Abel felt it was funny, but also vigilant.

In fact, since I understood the nature of Wall Street more or less.

He has been on guard against this kind of thing, and has been paying attention to this kind of thing.

That's why she has always been so low-key and tried her best not to offend others.

I don't want to make more money, so I try to be careful all the time.

He thought that he was low-key enough to be so cautious.

I didn't expect that even if it was so low-key, it still aroused the vigilance of these people.

"call"

Abel let out a sigh of relief.

Although he felt that things might not be that simple.

But at present, this explanation is the most likely.

Sometimes, don't overestimate the IQ of these Wall Street hyenas.

That kind of business war with high IQ, one step at a time, one hundred steps, all kinds of conspiracies and tricks lurking and reversal.

Generally, it only exists in TV series, movies, or novels.

Business wars in reality are more about getting back to basics.

What looks the most stupid and the simplest is actually the most effective.

These Anzalls, the descendants of these robbers.

Compared with conspiracy and trickery, they prefer to get straight to the point, when the knife goes straight to the blood.

The search warrant for Adong Manor issued by the later generations of Fobole was pressured to be released to the public, but [-]% of it was blacked out.

The excuse was "a matter of national security."

I don’t even act like that, it’s direct and simple.

This is the political struggle of the Anzalos, and there is no sense of art at all.

Reflected in the commercial struggle, several executives jump off Wall Street every year.

And basically every year, one or two executives of Fortune [-] American companies die by jumping off a building or being shot eight times in the back or other messy reasons.

It's so unpretentious.

"Okay," said Abel, "so... what the heck does Prosecutor Robert Morgenthau mean now?"

"It still means that. Robert said that there will be no further disturbances in this incident.

The day after tomorrow at the latest, those two people can be released. "

"And the materials and ledgers taken away by Smith Capital will also be sent back intact."

"Everything will return to calm."

Caroline replied.

"Return to calm?"

Abel smiled silently, then looked at David, "David, tell me.

If this happened, what would be the impact if we were a listed company? "

"The stock price has fallen, and the risk rating may also be lowered. Shareholders and investors, as well as LPs, will also have doubts."

David Mellon shrugged and said, "It's a very bad thing with a lot of influence."

"You're right." Abel nodded, and then looked at Caroline again.

The latter frowned slightly, looking at him with blue eyes.

He said, "Just like David said. This matter is difficult to calm down."

This time, Abel made up his mind, and he decided not to keep a low profile.

He looked at Caroline.

"Ms Caroline, I have a big deal for you.

I just don’t know if you dare to accept it, or if you are willing to accept it. "

Caroline looked at his serious look, matching his appearance.

This 40-year-old legal lady Satan couldn't help but comment——

If I were 20 years younger, I probably wouldn't be able to handle it.

"What do you mean, Mr. Smith?" asked Caroline.

"I'm suing the Manhattan District Attorney's Office."

Abel faced Caroline, and he said proudly, "I'm going to initiate a lawsuit, and I'm going to sue Robert Morgenthau."

"Forehead"

Hearing his words, Caroline's reaction was very indifferent.

She said calmly: "You mean—to prosecute Robert Morgenthau?"

After she finished speaking, she thought for a while and added: "In what name? I mean, sue Robert Morgenthau for what?"

In the United States, it is too commonplace to sue this kind of thing.

Go up to the commander, and go down to a random truck driver on the side of the road.

In a year, it is estimated that there will be one or two lawsuits.

According to Bloomberg statistics, the number of federal and state cases reached 1999 million in 8443.

Among them, the cases accepted by the federal court accounted for 5%, and the rest were accepted by the 50 states and the capital DC District, Puerto Rico and Light Island, the unorganized territory.

Based on the population of 1999 million in 2.75, there is almost one lawsuit for every three people in the United States.

In the United States, litigation is too commonplace.

If I haven't filed a lawsuit for several years, I don't feel like an American anymore.

Like Robert Morgenthau and his prosecutor's office, it is estimated that they will be prosecuted at least hundreds of times a year.

Caroline still has a business to sue the Manhattan District Attorney's Office.

Suing Robert Morgenthau is not a big deal, what matters is in what name you sue.

Seeing Caroline's calm look, Abel also realized this.

Damn, this is not Huaxia, this is Ah Chou.

Here, it seems that except for the top few justices.

There is no one who does not suffer from lawsuits.

After thinking about it, he said, "It doesn't matter what the name or the crime is. The important thing is to let Robert know who is behind it."

"More importantly, let the other party know my attitude."

This time, Abel decided to use the power of green paper to hurt people.

Even if it harms others and benefits himself, he has to express his attitude to the outside world.

He, Abel Smith, although low-key, has always been law-abiding and paid taxes on time.

But he, Abe Smith, is also a billionaire!

Still young, backed by the NRA Association.

At the same time, a young rich man with terrible cash flow!
"David."

Abel looked at David Mellon again, who saw such a serious expression on Abel's face for the first time.

David Mellon's face also became serious.

"I'm here."

"Later, I want you to contact major law firms across the United States.

I hope you can contact no less than [-] law firms, and it must be the top [-] law firms. "

Abel said.

David Mellon heard it, opened his mouth silently, and then looked at Caroline next to him.

"Mr Smith."

Caroline did respond, she said, "What do you mean?"

Abel smiled and said to her: "Of course, Ms. Caroline's law firm is also included.

And I hope, Ms. Caroline, you can lead this time. "

"Mr. Smith, what are you trying to do?" Caroline frowned.

"What do I want to do?" Abel smiled, "I want twenty of the best lawyers in the United States to sue the Manhattan District Attorney's Office at the same time!
The name of the prosecution is not important, nor is the party who prosecutes.

Importantly, sue Robert Morgenthau and his office. "

For now, except for the Smiths.

David Mellon is arguably the person who knows Abel's character and way of doing things best.

Hearing what Abel said, David vaguely understood what he meant.

David couldn't help but said, "Are you serious?
If you really want to exaggerate so much, the lawyer's fee will be astronomical. "

Caroline is not stupid either. Seeing David's reaction, she also reacted and looked at Abel seriously.

"I was serious.

Of course I mean it.If I had to, I could write a check for $[-] million right now. "

He looked at Caroline's shocked and helpless eyes, "Is [-] million dollars enough?"

"That's enough." Caroline said blankly, "With so much money, I can already hire more than the top twenty."

"Then keep half of it and use the other half as legal fees.

Get as many lawyers as you can, sue Robert Morgenthau. "

"The other half stayed as a bonus.

Whoever sues successfully will get the corresponding bonus. "

"It's more reasonable to distribute like this, don't you think, ma'am."

David couldn't help but said, "This is really crazy."

Abel made up his mind and took out his most powerful weapon that he thought of on the plane.

Abel was relieved instead, and he changed his posture in front of David and Caroline.

Walking back to his office chair, he lay lazily on the chair.

"Whoo~"

He exhaled lightly and said, "I can't help it, I'm still young, I'm only 20 years old.

Young people are notoriously short-tempered.

Since being low-key can't let them let me go, then I swear, I will never be low-key again! ! "

"David." He suddenly said to David Mellon, "how is the newspaper?"

"Uh..." David Mellon was stunned by his jumping words, and then reacted:

"Negotiations are underway.

There are two medium-sized newspapers that are willing to sell.

Currently negotiating price. "

"Don't talk about the price.

Just follow their current quotation and buy it directly first.

I want tonight, they are mine. "Abel was expressionless.

David looked at his appearance, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "Understood."

Lawyer Satan in New York looked at Abel, then at David, and finally Caroline's eyes were on Abel.

She said, "Mr. Smith, you're going to make a big hole if you do that."

"Ma'am, do you refuse?" Abel smiled.

"call"

Caroline also exhaled lightly, then smiled: "As a lawyer, who can refuse such an invitation?"

"That's right."

Abel laughed.

The more he laughed, the happier he felt.

The more he laughed, the faster the annoyance he felt on the plane disappeared.

He wanted to say a word to Robert Morgenthau, and those malicious Wall Street hyenas.

That is--

Uncle originally planned to get along with you as a cash cow, but what he got in exchange was alienation and arrogance. Don't pretend, I can play, and I have a showdown.

The power of green money, accept it!

The next day,

It was 2000, September 9th.

A magical day.

It was Wednesday, which happened to be the publication day of the weekly New York Observer.

The New York Observer has been owned by Arthur Carter for over 20 years.

Although the newspaper has a circulation of only 5 copies per issue, this does not affect its important position in the New York area.

The New York Observer, as its name suggests, has always been one of the must-read publications for New York socialites, literary and political circles.

As the Manhattan District Attorney, but also an old New Yorker.

Robert Morgenthau came from a prominent East Coast political family.

Always been a loyal reader of this weekly magazine.

Robert's office, every issue of the "New York Observer" will not be missed.

At work, Robert has been working like a day for 25 years.

Except for daily vacations, he has never been absent from work.

Even at 80 years old, Robert still loves his job.

Just like today, at nine o'clock in the morning, Robert arrived at the Manhattan District Attorney's Office on time.

With a smile on his face, he responded to the greetings and salutes from his subordinates and walked all the way into his private office.

Not long after walking in, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in," said Robert.

The door was pushed open, and in was his granddaughter, Peggy Morgenthau.

The young assistant prosecutor holds a tray with a cup of coffee in one hand.

In the other hand were several newspapers and magazines.

She walked in with a smile on her face, and under the doting eyes of the latter, she put coffee, magazines, and newspapers in front of Robert.

"My dear prosecutor, I have prepared your coffee and newspaper for you."

"Oh~"

"Honey~"

Robert said dotingly: "You are always so sweet.

John and George, if they were half as well-behaved and smart as you, I could have retired ten years ago. "

The John and George mentioned by Robert are his two sons.

Among them, George is Peggy's father.

Peggy smiled, and she said, "Your Excellency, Prosecutor, this is the office.

Here, I'm just your assistant, not your granddaughter.

So here, I won't talk to you about these things. "

"Of course.

If you must, Paige Morgenthau,
Your granddaughter is also happy to discuss these household matters with you. "

Obviously what Peggy said was not humorous at all, but Robert just couldn't help laughing.

"Haha~"

"Okay, Smarty. You go to work," he said with a smile.

Peggy smiled and nodded yes, turned and left grandfather's office, closing the door behind her.

Robert picked up the coffee and took a sip.

The temperature, sugar content and taste were all suitable, which made him breathe comfortably.

"Whoo~"

Afterwards, he slowly picked up the newspapers that Peggy had prepared for him.

He flipped through it at random, and just happened to get a copy of "The New York Observer".

He pulled out the weekly magazine and put it in front of him. He took another sip of coffee and looked at the newspaper.

Soon, the headlines of the newspaper caught his attention.

"what?"

Robert frowned slightly, and gently read the very long headline on the front page of today's "New York Observer".

"The New York Dream Comes to Reality—Philanthropist, Financier, Investor, Legal Taxpayer, Citizen of New York City, Friend of the New York Police, Abel Smith"

(End of this chapter)