Chapter 270

Chapter 270: Knight Mellon forever follows my king

Although there are some rich people, they eat very simply. For example, some people like to eat at the company cafeteria, simply to settle down for a meal.

Of course, these simple rich people are a minority after all, and the richest people live lives of luxury.

What is happiness?

Everyone has their own answer. For Abel, the first rule is to eat well.

What is the most painful thing in life? Faced with a table of delicious food, I don't dare to eat, I can't eat, I can't eat.

Whatever the reason, not being able to enjoy delicious food is definitely equivalent to losing one of life's great joys.

Has been in a state where there is never a shortage of ingredients. Abel is very picky about what he eats, who he sleeps with, and even pickier about what he eats.

For many people, what they eat is not important, but who they eat is important.

With Abel it's the opposite.

At all times, satisfying your cravings is always a top priority.

With a super strong body and a super good eating ability, he can enjoy the beauty of food more than anyone else. Of course, this is not the pleasure of Mount Dundun. But he must be very picky about eating, even ordinary dishes must be very delicate.

". The squid cake is firm and flexible, if thicker it would be more delicious.

"This beef is delicious, tender and delicious, moist and tastes great."

"Fried horseshoe cakes... Even though it's fried, it's not greasy at all.

"Anna, try this, big red suckling pig, fat but not greasy, crispy and greasy."

"Huh? This sea cucumber dish is interesting. Instead of stewing, frying, dipping in batter until fragrant, sprinkle salt, minced garlic and pepper, tsk tsk, sea cucumber dipped in salt and pepper, what a surprise."

Food is like beauty.

Beauty is like delicious food, delicious food is like Yen.

Feel the exciting feast of taste and sight. There was good food, beautiful women in arms and pleasures in the world, but that was it.

June 20.

Beverly Hills, 9425 Sunset Blvd.

In restaurant.

Because I have to go back to New York in two days. During the remaining two days, Abel did not return to 349 Walsh Street, Atherton City.

Ikana adjusted her body, intending to use the best possible state to welcome the child's arrival.

During these two days, Abel only used it to enjoy the beauty of Beverly Hills, Los Angeles and other golden houses.

Like today, he went to Ly Phu Chan's house.

Ms. Li is a very intelligent person. Start a normal conversation with Abel.

Know that Abel, a true Texan, can actually paint Chinese paintings and even speak Chinese.

Know that Abel is a person who loves to eat.

Li Fuzhen attempted to contact the Han country and asked his father Li Zaixi to help him find an authentic Chinese leader in Huaxia or Han.

That's not difficult for Li Zaixi. Finding a good Chinese chef to work for in the past wasn't really that difficult.

The day after Li Fuzhen's request was returned, a top chef boarded the plane.

Between the two days Abel was away, Abel came here again today.

Li Fuzhen asked the big Chinese leader who rushed in yesterday.

Using Chinese ingredients transported by the same plane, I prepared a Chinese-style meal for Abel. After Abel ate it, his appetite increased and he was full of praise.

Abel, who was very satisfied with his meal, looked at Li Fuzhen with a much happier expression.

Li Fuzhen was ten years older than Abel.

She is thirty-one years old this year.

But according to Abel, each era has its own beauty. At a certain age, there is a beauty that belongs to that age.

Li Fuzhen, 31 years old this year, is the oldest woman Abel has ever known.

She has a beauty typical of her age.

"Anna." After wiping out more than half of the entire table of delicious dishes in his hometown, Abel was a little satisfied:

"In America, it's not easy to find such an authentic Chinese chef. This chef must be from China, right?

"Correct." Li Fuzhen always had a calm and pleasant expression in front of Abel. Just like the women of the Han Dynasty one hundred and two hundred years ago faced their husbands.

"Mr. Guan Yi Yang. He is China's top international chef and a master of international culinary arts. Since coming to Singapore to practice his culinary skills in 1985, he has become should be famous all over the world."

"If you are satisfied with Abel, you can keep him as your personal chef," Li Fuzhen said.

"Of course, it would be better if it could be done like this." Abel smiled and said, "I will treat him best."

Since coming back to life nearly two years ago, Abel has not eaten Chinese food prepared by great chefs.

However, the Chinese food he ate in America, even though it was prepared by the best local Chinese chefs, still seemed a bit strange to him when he ate it, lacking the flavor of his homeland. This time, even the ingredients and chefs get to eat, all of which are top-notch handmade dishes transported from the Heavenly Court.

He realized that the problem with the things he ate before was always in the raw ingredients.

"I think Mr. Duong will agree." Ly Phu Chan smiled.

She decided to ask her father to introduce herself to Thien Vuong through Samsung Group's special channel.

Let the Chinese government come to the rescue. Just like that, even if the head of the Thien Vuong Dynasty does not want to stay, he will have nothing to do.

After eating and drinking, Abel began to discuss serious matters with Li Fuzhen.

"This time you return to Korea, I will let you hold the position of director of Samsung Group."

"I also bought shares in Xiandai, Leyin and SK Group," Abel said. The amount is not large but it is enough to get a seat on the board of directors.

Hearing Abel say that, even if she held Ly Phu Chan in her heart, at this moment she couldn't help but want to smile. The reason is very simple. The companies Abel mentioned, along with his family's Samsung Group, once managed four of Han's five largest chaebols.

"Letian Group's stock is difficult to manage. It is listed on Neon and its main shareholders are also Neon. But these few Neon companies have the shadow of Wall Street behind them."

The five major Hanguo groups account for more than 70% of the country's GDP. It's just that the five major corporations are all in the same situation, the founding family only has the right to control and manage.

Dividends and perks from stocks are essentially everyone's concern on Wall Street and Neon.

Among them, Wall Street is the majority, and Neons also benefits from cultivating Lotte.

Able to become a director of four of the five largest corporations and represent a Wall Street tycoon.

Li Fuzhen felt that when she returned to Han, she would immediately become one of the big names in the country. Although he is not as good as his father Lee Jae-seo, he will definitely surpass his older brother Lee Jae-yong.

Thinking of this, Ly Phu Chan looked at Abel more and more gently.

This expression pleased Abel, but he continued to explain the situation.

"I'll think about this later. After you return, seizing power in Samsung Group is not a good choice."

Li Fuzhen was surprised. "So what do you mean?" » she asked gently.

"Samsung Corporation is quite obedient. As long as I have enough shares, as long as I am American, your father is willing to listen to me."

Abel said: "The same goes for other chaebols. So when you return, you don't need to think about mastering these things."

Li Fuzhen was a little disappointed, she still wanted to become the queen of Samsung again, or even the "Queen of Korea".

If you cannot control Samsung Group, how can you become the queen of Samsung? But she didn't show it at all, still keeping a gentle expression, "I will follow your arrangement."

Li Fuzhen knew that this expression was the expression that she liked to see that the man in front of her had a fierce desire for control, more masculine than most Han men.

"Even if there is no need to return to power." Abel continued:

"But I will still let you be my representative, exercising my will and authority there."

"Also, I want you to open another business in Korea."

Hearing that, Ly Phu Tran promptly spoke up, she gently asked: "What type of business is this?"

"As far as I know, after the 1998 financial crisis, your government implemented the so-called national policy of "nation building through culture".

"I think it's a good wind," Abel said. After returning, you can take advantage of this windfall to expand your business in this field. How to do that, I will let my team of advisors help you.

Ly Phu Chan nodded obediently.

"Alright." After resolving the matter, Abel smiled and stood up: "Follow me in." Before returning to Korea, I assure you.

Insurance?

Ly Phu Chan was a little confused, not knowing what Abel's guarantee meant.

Soon she understood. After understanding, Ly Phu Chan was very regretful at first.

But eventually she broke the can and she also started to give up.

For the next two days, Abel stayed here, at 9425 Sunset Blvd.

I haven't even been to 10410 Bellagio Street, which is not far from here.

These were two days of suffering for Ly Phu Chan, and also two days of Abel paying for insurance. Two days later, on the morning of June 21, Abel put Li Fuzhen on a plane back to Han.

On the way to Korea with Ly Phu Chan, there were more than ten Stone Security officers.

and five members of Abel's advisory board.

There are also staff sent by Smith Media and Smith Capital. The latter will go to the United States to establish branches of these two companies and expand their promotion activities to the United States for semi-economic and semi-colonies abroad.

That afternoon, Abel returned to 349 Walsh Street.

He went to find Ikana, who was recovering, and Paris Hilton, who couldn't stop thinking about it.

Take a Boeing 747 to San Francisco to pick up the owner and return to New York.

Compared to the Gulfstream G400 small and medium-sized business jet. The Boeing 747 was originally designed as a large military transport aircraft.

After dozens of generations of design iterations, it is now the most capable jumbo jet in the world - maybe not even one.

The area of ​​the fuselage and hangar is large enough to make its interior space very spacious, almost equivalent to a small villa.

Let's put it this way.

This personalized Boeing 747 even has a small garage. This small garage can accommodate two to three C-class cars or large SUVs of similar size at the same time.

By using this plane for travel, Abel does not need to travel around, rent a car locally, or buy a car to refurbish.

He can take his favorite car with him and ride a special modified car safely anywhere.

The Boeing 747 is relatively large and not every location has an airport where it can take off or land.

Only qualified airports in medium and large cities can use the Boeing 747. This is not the first time Paris Hilton has flown on a private jet.

This is the first time I have flown on a Boeing 747 private jet and also the first time I have flown on such an expensive and luxurious private jet.

As soon as she got on the plane, Paris Hilton seemed curious.

She still wanted to pull Ikana.

Let's see how luxurious this private jet will be, its purchase and modification will cost more than 180 million US dollars. But Ikana completely ignored him.

As soon as she got on the plane, Ikana couldn't wait to take Abel to the plane's main room.

Paris Hilton also heard Ikana whisper to Abel as she walked away:

"I've been taking medicine and adjusting for two days. I'm healthy now, but today is a dangerous time. Honey, maybe we can try to form a crystallization of 'love on high' .

Oil!

Paris Hilton silently cursed, there was only one person who admired this super plane worth 180 million USD. Thousands of kilometers per day.

Boeing 747 at night. Landing at long-lost JFK International Airport.

Paris Hilton was sleeping when he landed.

The private plane flight attendant reminded her that she had arrived in New York. Paris Hilton discovered that Abel had gotten off the plane.

She stood up in panic. I thought I was thrown on the plane by Abel and Ikana.

I didn't expect the private jet flight attendant to remind her:

"Miss Ikana hasn't left the plane yet, she will leave later."

Paris Hilton was stunned.

What is the situation? The planes arrived and parked at the airport.

Abel is gone.

Why hasn't Ikana left yet?

Paris asked, "Where is Ikana?" Why hasn't she left yet?

"Miss Ikana is in the room." The hostess smiled. As for why they didn't go, the flight attendant didn't know and didn't dare say.

Paris went to the middle bedroom of the plane, rang the doorbell and called:

"Ikana, it's me. Why don't you go? Abel's gone, he left us both behind!"

After a few seconds, Ikana's voice came from the intercom microphone next to the bedroom door.

"I know he's gone. I told him to start. I'm inside. Dear Paris, come in if you want, the door is open."

Hearing Ikana say that, Paris Hilton was not polite at all.

She pushed the door open and saw a large, round Simmons inside.

Ikana was lying on it in a strange position. I saw Ikana's long legs raised high, leaning against the wall next to Simmons, hips raised, torso and head resting against Simmons.

Lying in a strange position, lower body high, upper body low.

"What's going on?" Paris Hilton closed the door and walked in curiously.

"Nothing." Ikana smiled at him, "I read the book and asked the doctor. Well, after I did something like that." It is easiest to have the baby in this position."

Paris:

Falk Ink.

Paris was still cursing in her heart.

The other side, after leaving JFK.

Taking advantage of the evening rush hour, Abel returned to the Smith Building with a smooth journey.

Knowing he would return today, David Mellon ran to the company's first floor gate to wait for him half an hour ago. "How are you."

Abel asked David Mellon as he entered.

"USD/NOK, finally showing signs of collapse!" David Mellon enthusiastically stated:

"Soros is here! I have rumors that Soros has raised at least hundreds of billions of dollars in capital and wants to short the Kingdom of Norway!"

"It's not a trivial matter," Abel said. "Now all of Wall Street knows it."

"Ha~" David followed Abel, walking towards the elevator lobby together. Smith Capital employees, who had not yet left their jobs, took turns saluting their "king," the standard knight's salute.

It became Smith Capital, a famous tradition on Wall Street. "The end of Soros is the worst news for the Kingdom of Norway and Europe."

"But this is the best news for us and for those shorting NOK FX futures."

David said excitedly: "Boss, no wonder you let us improve our position!" So you know Soros is finished.

"I do not know." Abel stood in the elevator and said seriously:

"I don't know anything. Soros and I have never been the same."

David Mellon was surprised.

At this time, the elevator started going up. When David rearranged his speech and wanted to talk, the elevator door opened.

Smith Capital has only four floors and the elevator can get through it quickly. Abel arrived at the trading floor on the 4th floor, where dozens of employees were still on duty.

He goes straight to the wall of information and looks at the current USD/NOK market.

7.6350.

Compared to the previous shock line still exists. In just two days, this pair has skyrocketed more than 200 points. Without Smith Capital's watch, the company began increasing its funds and holdings.

At this time, Smith Capital had made a lot of profits, at least hundreds of millions of dollars or more.

Today, due to continuous investment by funds, open positions have been significantly raised, making the current floating profit of this stock not too exaggerated.

But Smith Capital, in the USD/NOK plateau.

The company's capital has exceeded 50 billion US dollars. The number of standard hands held is over 500,000, making him one of the best players on the board.

Abel stared intently at the screen wall for several minutes.

With his talent activated, he confirmed the ending.

This made Abel breathe a sigh of relief.

"Everything is still under control." Abel turned to David and said: "Let's keep building positions. Under 7.6500, eat as much as you can."

David was still thinking about what Abel had just said. Hearing Abel's words, he quickly replied: "Understood, boss."

Abel smiled and patted David on the shoulder: "Dude, we can make a lot of money this time. If everything goes well, I will be the richest Mellon in the world."

"Ha." David smiled excitedly, starting his second year again: "Knight Mellon is ready to pursue you forever, my beloved king."

(end of this chapter)