Chapter 96

Chapter 97 Stop pretending, I have a duel

About an hour and a half later, the Gulfstream G400 was in New York.

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

This is the busiest time at Kennedy International Airport.

To land there, you have to wait ten minutes.

And during this time, when you leave the airport, the road will be congested for a while. As a result, the Gulfstream g400 landed at another airport in Queens, LaGuardia Airport.

Compared to JFK International Airport, it is actually closer to Manhattan.

About eight miles.

It's just that Delta Air Lines doesn't have a terminal here and their planes land here so you have to contact them in advance.

This time Abel was in a hurry and Delta Air Lines contacted LaGuardia Airport. So he ended up here.

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

I was driving and waiting for him here.

After getting in the car, I was speechless the whole way.

The convoy arrived at the foot of the building where Smith Capital is located at five o'clock in the afternoon. When he arrived at Smith Capital, Caroline and David Mellon were waiting for him.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

After entering, he spoke with a bewildered expression.

"But now I'm back. Miss Caroline, please tell me everything you know."

Caroline nodded tactfully and continued:

"Everything has been resolved. I even bothered my uncle about it."

Hearing him talk about his uncle, Abel looked at David Mellon. The latter shrugged, indicating that that was exactly what Abel was thinking.

Caroline's full name is Caroline Jond Rehnquist.

The middle name is not important, what matters is their last name.

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

Rehnquist is Caroline's uncle. Rehnquist status. Let's put it this way, before each new great commander took office.

All would take a Biblical oath in the presence of Rehnquist or his predecessors.

And Rehnquist's position, though appointed, is for life.

means dead. This also means that this position, since Rehnquist, has only had a total of sixteen people appear.

Unlike the Grand Commander, this year the 43rd and 54th elections will take place.

"Okay. What's the actual situation?" Abel said.

Caroline gets Buddha's approval, but Abel can only choose to believe it. "According to Robert Morgenthau.

He said this investigation was a "compliment" given by some people to force him to pay his friend. Caroline said.

"Praise?"

Abel frowned.

"Like I said before. Mr. Smith, everything about your Wall Street trading is so "smooth" and so "perfect."

You scare some people. Caroline said.

"Some people think we need to warn young people."

"Robert owed them a favor so he had to do it."

Having finished speaking, Caroline became silent.

She also found this matter a bit funny, but she thought about the behavior of these people on Wall Street. This may indeed be the case.

This is something she can investigate and do her best.

As for the truth, Caroline believes she is not a detective.

She couldn't do anything either.

"Ha~"

Abel found it funny but he was also wary. Actually, from there I understood a bit about the nature of Wall Street.

He is wary of this kind of thing and pays attention to this kind of thing.

This is why she always appears humble and tries her best not to offend others.

I don't want to make more money so I always try to be careful.

At first, he thought that being careful was enough to stay humble. Unexpectedly, even though it was so gentle, it still aroused the vigilance of these people.

"call"

Abel sighed softly.

Although he thought things might not be that simple.

But for now, this explanation is the most likely.

Sometimes, don't overestimate the IQ of these Wall Street hyenas. This type of trade war has a high IQ, one step counts a hundred steps, all kinds of plots and tricks are covered up and reversed.

Usually only exists in television series, movies or novels.

In reality, trade wars are more about getting back to basics.

It's the stupidest and simplest thing, but the most effective.

These Anzas, the descendants of these thieves. Compared to plotting and tricks, they like to go straight to the point and see the blood directly.

The search warrants for Adeng Mansion issued by subsequent generations of Fobole were lobbied to be made public, but 99% of them were kept hidden.

The reason is "national security issue".

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

This is the political struggle of the Anzalos, without any art.

This is reflected in the trade war, which means every year a number of Wall Street executives jump off buildings. And almost every year, one or two executives of America's 500 largest companies jump off a building or are shot eight times in the back or die of other complicated reasons.

It's so humbling.

"Alright." Abel said: "So... what does prosecutor Robert Morgenthau mean now?"

"It still has the same meaning. Robert said that this matter will no longer be disturbed. The day after tomorrow at the latest, these two people could be released. "

"And the documents and records taken by Smith Capital will also be returned intact."

"Everything will return to peace."

Caroline replied.

"Return to peace?"

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

If something like this happened, what impact would it have if we were a listed company? "

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

David Mellon shrugged: "It was a very bad thing and had many effects."

"You're right." Abel nodded then turned back to Caroline.

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

"It's just like David said," he said. This is difficult to calm down."

This time Abel made up his mind and decided not to hide it anymore.

He looked at Caroline. "Miss Caroline, I have a big problem for you.

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

Caroline looked at his serious expression, matching his appearance.

This 40 year old legal woman, Satan couldn't help but comment...

If I were twenty years younger, I probably wouldn't be able to handle this.

"Mr. Smith, what do you mean?" » Caroline asked. "I'm suing the Manhattan District Attorney's Office."

Abel confronts Caroline and he proudly says: "I want to sue and I want to sue Robert Morgenthau.

"Forehead"

Hearing his words, Caroline's reaction was indifferent.

She said calmly, "You mean… sue Robert Morgenthau?"

Having finished speaking, she thought for a moment and then added: "In whose name?" I mean, what's the point of suing Robert Morgenthau?

In the United States, this kind of pursuit is all too common.

Go to the Grand Commander and get off at a random trucker on the side of the road.

In a year, it is estimated that there will be one or two trials. According to Bloomberg statistics, the number of federal and state cases reached 84.43 million in 1999.

Of these, cases accepted by the Federal Court account for 5%, with the remainder being accepted by all 50 states and the DC Metropolitan District, the Unorganized Territory of Puerto Rico, and the Isle of Light.

Based on a population of 275 million in 1999, there was nearly one test for every three people in the United States.

In the United States, litigation is all too common.

I haven't filed a complaint in years and I no longer feel like an American. Like Robert Morgenthau and the agency that prosecuted him, it is estimated that they will be indicted at least a hundred times each year.

Caroline currently has a business that is suing the Manhattan District Attorney's office.

It's not important to sue Robert Morgenthau, what matters is who you sue.

Looking at Caroline's calm expression, Abel also realized this.

Damn, it's not Hoa Ha but A Chau. It seems that way here, except for a few top-ranked judges.

No one is immune from prosecution.

After thinking for a while, he said: "It doesn't matter what the name is or what the crime is. It's important to let Robert know who's behind all this.

"More important is to let the other person know my attitude."

This time, Abel decided to harm others with the power of the blue book.

Even if he hurts others, he must express his attitude to the outside world. He, Abel Smith, although discreet, always obeyed the law and paid his taxes on time.

But he, Abel Smith, is also a billionaire!

still young, with the support of the NRA association.

A rich young man with terrible cash flow!

"David."

Abel looked again at David Mellon, who had seen Abel's expression so serious for the first time.

David Mellon's face also became serious.

"I'm here."

"Going forward, I want you to contact major law firms across the United States. I hope you can contact no less than 20 law firms and they must be top 20 law firms. "

Abel said.

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

"Mr. Smith."

Caroline really reacted, she said: "What do you mean?"

Abel smiled and said to her: "Of course, that also includes Miss Caroline's law firm."

I also hope, Miss Caroline, that this time you can take the lead. "

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

"What do I want to do?" Abel smiled: "I want twenty of America's best lawyers to immediately sue the Manhattan District Attorney's Office!"

The name of the lawsuit is not important, nor is which party brings the lawsuit.

It is important to prosecute Robert Morgenthau and his office. "

For now, except for Mr. and Mrs. Smith. It can be said that David Mellon is the person who best understands Abel's personality and way of working.

Hearing Abel speak, David vaguely understood what he meant.

David couldn't help but say: "Are you serious?"

If you really want to exaggerate that much, the attorney fees will be very high. "

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

"I was serious.

Of course I think so. If I had to, I could write a check for $100 million right now. "

He looked into Caroline's shocked and helpless eyes: "Is 100 million dollars enough?"

"That's enough." "With this money, I was able to hire the first twenty people," Caroline said matter-of-factly.

"Then keep half and use the other half for legal fees. Find as many lawyers as possible, Morgenthau continued. "

"The remaining half is still the bonus.

Whoever successfully sues will receive a corresponding reward amount. "

"This distribution would be more reasonable, don't you think, ma'am?"

David couldn't help but exclaim: "This is absolutely crazy."

Abel made up his mind and took out the strongest weapon he could ever think of on the plane.

Abel was a little relieved. He changed his position and stood in front of David and Caroline. Returning to his desk, he lazily stretched out on the chair.

"Oh~"

He sighed softly and said: "I can't help it, I'm still young, only twenty years old.

Young people are notoriously irritable.

Since I was weak and couldn't let them release me, I swore I would never be humble again! "

"David." He suddenly said to David Mellon: "How's the press?"

"Um" David Mellon was taken aback by her leap of speech, then responded:

"We are negotiating.

There are two medium-sized newspapers available for sale. I am currently negotiating the price. "

"There is no need to talk about price.

Just follow their current quote and buy directly first.

I want them to be mine tonight. "Abel is emotionless. David looked at his appearance, hesitated, then nodded: "Understood."

The Satanic lawyer in New York looked at Abel, then at David, and finally Caroline's eyes looked towards Abel.

"Mr. Smith, you're going to blow a big hole in this," she said. »

"Grandma, do you refuse?" Abel smiled.

"call"

Caroline also let out a breath, then smiled: "As a lawyer, who can refuse such an invitation?"

"Right."

Abel laughed loudly.

The more he smiles, the happier he feels.

The more he smiled, the faster the uncomfortable feeling on the plane disappeared. He wanted to have a word with Robert Morgenthau and the evil hyenas of Wall Street.

That is-

The uncle initially intended to get along with you as a cash cow, but what he got in return was alienation and arrogance. Stop pretending, I can play and I will have a match.

The power of green money, embrace it!

Tomorrow,

It was September 11, 2000.

A magical day. That day was Wednesday, which was also the publication day of the weekly newspaper "New York Observer".

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

Although the newspaper only has a circulation of 50,000 copies/issue, this does not affect its important position in the New York area.

The "New York Observer", true to its name, has always been one of the essential publications in New York's social, literary and political circles.

As Manhattan district attorney, he is also a lifelong New Yorker. Robert Morgenthau, was born into a prominent political family on the East Coast.

always a loyal reader of this weekly newspaper.

Robert, every issue of "The New York Observer" will be second to none.

At work, Robert worked the same day for 25 years.

Other than daily days off, I have never missed work. Even though he is eighty years old, Robert still loves his job.

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 his subordinate's greetings and greetings and walked to his private office.

As soon as I entered, there was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in." Robert said. The door opened and her niece, Peggy Morgenthau, entered.

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

The other hand holds some newspapers and magazines.

She walked in with a smile on her face, and under his affectionate gaze, she placed the coffee, magazine, and newspaper in front of Robert.

"Mr. Prosecutor, I have prepared coffee and informed you."

"Oh~"

"Baby~"

Robert gently said: "You are always so kind. John and George, if they were half as wise, sensible and intelligent as you, I could have retired ten years ago. "

John and George in Robert's mouth are his two sons.

Among them, George is Peggy's father.

Peggy smiled and said, "Mr. Prosecutor, this is the office.

Here, I'm just one of your assistants, not your niece. So here I will not tell you about these things. "

"Of course.

If necessary, Peggy Morgenthau,

Your niece also wants to discuss these family issues with you. "

Obviously what Peggy said wasn't funny at all, but Robert couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha~"

"Okay, Smartie. Go to work." He said smiling.

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

Robert picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip.

The temperature, sugar content and flavor are all adjusted accordingly, allowing it to breathe comfortably.

"Oh~"

Then, he slowly picked up the newspapers that Peggy had prepared for him. He randomly flipped through it and found a copy of the "New York Observer."

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

Very quickly, the newspaper's headline caught his attention.

"Open?"

Robert frowned slightly and slowly read the very long headline on the front page of today's "New York Observer". "New York Dream Come True: Philanthropist, Financier, Investor, Legal Taxpayer, Good Citizen of New York City, Good Friend of the NYPD, Abel Smith"

(end of this chapter)