Chapter 30

Chapter 30 Night in Manhattan

"Sorry, I didn't mean to listen. But I'm right here and I heard it."

Abel hung up and heard David next to him say:

.

"[Make Tarrant bigger] sounds like a campaign slogan. »

"There's no mistake. That's the campaign slogan."

The Albertan is straightforward and has no intention of hiding anything from David Mellon.

In America, if you have money, you can campaign. That is the choice of many rich people, whether new rich or old rich.

The simplest example.

Since the 1980s.

The mayor of New York is almost always owned by a wealthy man.

Among them, Bloomberg, who has not yet taken office, has completed the transformation from billionaire to dozens of billionaires during his term. "Texas? Tarrant?" » David Mellon asked.

"Yes. My hometown." Abel said:

"My father thought his future life would be more interesting.

He plans to take on a new challenge in his life. I find it good, I support it. "

David shrugged his shoulders in American style and said softly:

"Maybe I can help you?" Have you heard of the Sarsd MP?

Abel was unsure: "This name seems to belong to one of our representatives from Texas?"

Members of Congress in the United States are divided into senators and representatives.

Of these, each state has only two senators and they are elected only every seven years.

The House of Representatives has a total of 435 members and the regulation is that every 700,000 people elect one person. That means, states with large populations will have slightly more representation.

Texas in 2000, with a population of 21 million, was one of the most populous states in the United States.

Thus, the entire state of Texas has 30 members of Congress.

For many members of Congress, they are often not in Texas but in Washington DC.

is the capital. Old Abel doesn't care about these things, so logically he wouldn't remember Congressman Sarsted.

But this Sasted was considered a veteran of Congress and had served several times in succession.

And he twice tried to touch the governor's throne and once that of the senator.

Although they were unsuccessful, the news in Texas was also important in the campaign.

So even the average Texan will be somewhat impressed by Sassad. "It's okay, he's still my uncle and my father's sister's husband." David Mellon said.

Abel raised his eyebrows, thinking that the relationship between these old coins was really complicated.

Abel also understood that David said this with good intentions, probably to show off if necessary. Alexander may seek help from the Sarsd MP to campaign in Tarrant.

People can hold the position of parliamentarian for a very long time, even if they don't get up three times, they can persevere.

This proves that his position in Texas is relatively stable.

"THANK." Abel smiled and said: "But maybe that's not necessary now. Maybe my dad just wanted to play. When I really want to follow this path in the future, even if you don't tell me, I will let you see if there are any connections that you can take advantage of.

David shrugged and nodded in understanding.

"Let's go." Abel just left the company and took the elevator.

Soon after, he left the Woolworth Building.

It was past eleven o'clock at night, almost noon.

He looked up at the entrance of the Woolworth Building and saw several large financial office buildings around him, still lit up, and he could even see people walking around. In terms of quantity, this street is predicted to be the busiest in America.

Going into the international foreign exchange market tonight, another big black swan fell.

Financial companies involved in foreign exchange trading may still be busy at the moment.

Shaking his head, he sat sideways in the Maybach 62 driven by driver Andy and left Wall Street at noon.

"Boss, where are you going?" Driver Andy asked in a low voice. Wall Street is located in the southern part of Manhattan Island, geographically it belongs to Lower Manhattan.

"Let's go to 357 West 17th Street, downtown." Thinking for a moment, Abel spoke softly.

Driver Andy suddenly understood, responded quietly, turned the steering wheel slightly and drove away again.

During the day,

Manhattan is very crowded, cars and people everywhere.

At night, the streets are also very crowded. But as night falls, Manhattan's previously crowded streets suddenly become spacious.

Fewer cars and fewer people.

That doesn't mean people here don't go out at lunchtime.

Although there are beautiful views here almost every day, it's not that bad.

The reason is that the New York subway operates 24/24. But after noon, many areas will shut down.

Among them, stops and routes on Manhattan Island are the busiest.

Aside from housing, rent, hotels, etc., the island is completely unaffordable to the working class.

It's dark, transportation is inconvenient, and there's nowhere to stay. Why stay on the street if you're not going home?

Therefore, in the middle of the night, Manhattan Island will naturally no longer be congested.

It takes less than ten minutes to drive half an hour during the day and less than ten minutes at night.

357 West 17th Street, Lower Manhattan, New York, coming soon.

This is a 6-story house, 5 bedrooms, 12.5 bathrooms facing the street. The interior space is 11,000 square feet and the monthly property taxes alone will be $13,500 per month.

In terms of property taxes, we know that this house is expensive and belongs to a luxury home.

It is ideally located in the heart of Manhattan's South Chelsea neighborhood.

Surrounded by some of New York's coolest restaurants, bars, cafes and shops.

This can be considered Manhattan, a place filled with festivals and carnivals, filled with literary and artistic atmosphere. The first floor is divided into left and right rooms, on the left is a garage that can park 2 cars.

In the garage, a beautiful yellow Beetle was parked.

On the right is the front door made of brass alloy, with wind and rain stains on it, looking very simple

Black Maybach 62s and black Lincoln City cars slowly stopped in front of the villa.

In the back of the Lincoln city car, Lincoln's black bodyguard resigned, went to the bronze gate of the villa and rang the bell.

Very quickly, a voice rang out on the electronic device next to the bronze door: "Who?"

"963761."

» Lincoln said calmly. The electronics went silent, and with a creak, the heavy brass door slowly opened.

A serious white face in a suit appeared behind the door.

"Good evening, Steve." Lincoln said hello.

"Good evening, Lincoln." Bodyguard Steve responded, looking at the two cars behind Lincoln.

"Is the boss here?"

"Correct." Lincoln shrugged. At this time, the remaining three bodyguards had confirmed the safety of the surrounding area.

Abel got out of the car and walked straight towards him.

"Good evening, Steve," he said with a smile.

Facing Lincoln, Steve was still able to stay calm.

Faced with the person who pays his salary, Steve quickly responded: "Good evening, boss. »

Abel walked in and calmly asked: "Is Jessica resting yet?"

"Maybe you should ask Mary on the second floor that question. I'm always on the ground floor and in charge of outside security. She is responsible for internal security," Steve said.

"airy."

In the lobby, Abel patted Steve on the shoulder, then walked towards the escalator.

The four guards outside, Edward and Lin went in and stayed on the first floor with Steve.

Lincoln and David got into two cars one at a time and watched the two drivers look for a parking spot. Manhattan is quiet at night and Abel goes up the escalator.

(end of this chapter)