America's Road to Wealth

2002, March 10.

At Los Angeles International Airport, a huge modified Boeing 747 landed slowly on the runway.

When the four Rolls-Royce BR525 engines on the plane were completely shut down.

The plane window opened, the boarding car picked up, and the figure of the bodyguard captain Edward appeared first.

After confirming the identity of the person receiving the call below, Edward turned back and said a few words.

Abel's figure appeared behind Edward and then got off the plane.

Ten minutes later.

A long convoy of Cadillacs and Lincolns slowly drove out of the special passage at Los Angeles International Airport.

Inside the cabin of the Cadillac Monster.

Abel was on the phone with LaPierre, executive vice president of the NRA.

"I'm already here. I just got off the plane. Let's go now... You can actually do it by yourself. I don't care about anything anyway."

"That's not okay."

The voice of Wayne LaPierre, executive vice chairman and CEO of the National Rifle Association, came from the microphone of Abel's cell phone.

"Abel, you are our chairman. You can't always stay away from the NRA's public affairs. For God's sake, you should come forward no matter what this time. Even if you don't speak, just show up. That’s it.”

Listening to LaPierre's pleading words, Abel sighed helplessly.

"Why--"

"Okay. I promise you, this can be regarded as fulfilling my last duty as chairman this year."

"Haha - that's settled. We're all waiting for you."

"Um."

Abel hung up the phone and said helplessly to Edward in front of him: "Go to the Los Angeles Convention Center."

Edward nodded in agreement, picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words.

The motorcade changed direction and headed toward the Los Angeles Convention Center in downtown Los Angeles.

When he came to Los Angeles this time, Abel planned to set off for Hanguo after finishing some of his affairs on the West Coast.

Let’s visit Li Fuzhen, who is about to give birth.

Stay in Han State for a day or two, and then set off from Han State to Europe.

Before setting off for New York, he received a call from NRA CEO LaPierre.

LaPierre wants Abel to appear in a public, nationally televised debate at the Los Angeles Convention Center.

This debate was initiated by the NRA Association and supported by the California Attorney General's Department to discuss related aspects of the control of log warehouses across the country.

Similar debates take place several times every year in the United States, and many are broadcast live across the country.

LaPierre said that Abel’s term as chairman of the National Rifle Association is almost over and he cannot afford not to attend even one such debate.

In that case, the media will all wonder whether Abel, the chairman of the NRA, is dissatisfied with the association officials or the association itself...

So LaPierre implored him to participate no matter what before the association’s election season in June.

Just as Abel was coming to California, LaPierre directly invited him to participate in this debate at the Los Angeles Convention Center.

Faced with this request from LaPierre.

Abel thought about how the NRA protected him in a sense when he was still a fledgling.

Even if this kind of protection was bought with his own money.

But in the future, I will also use the power of the NRA to some extent.

For example, Alexander and Neil, and even Ikana and her father in the future.

Their causes may need help from the National Rifle Association.

Then it is necessary for me, as the chairman of the board of directors, to fulfill my responsibilities.

Only then did he agree to LaPierre's request just now.

About forty minutes later.

Abel's motorcade drove into downtown Los Angeles.

This is Los Angeles' business district and diverse residential areas.

Contains fashionable areas and slums, and has a subway rapid transit system hub.

Banks, department stores and movie theaters, which at the same time attracted citizens and tourists to the area, have been languishing for decades due to the economic downturn.

Unlike other areas, few wealthy people want to live here in downtown Los Angeles.

The reason is simple, it's fine during the day.

At night, if you look at the streets here, they are full of black people and homeless people, and you can understand why the rich are not willing to live here.

The motorcade arrived outside the Los Angeles Convention Center.

Because of the debate today, there was already a sea of ​​people outside the conference center.

A large number of supporters who called for the control of wood warehouses, as well as those who opposed the control of wood warehouses, appeared outside the conference center.

These guys, wearing each other's hats, holding banner titles, shouting loudly.

There are also a large number of current affairs reporters, armed with cameras and video cameras, filming and interviewing everywhere.

The crowds were dense.

Of course, the Los Angeles police also sent out a large number of personnel to prevent bad incidents from happening.

When Abel's motorcade arrived, the Los Angeles police quickly came up to inquire.

After learning that the person present was actually the richest man in the world.

The chief of the Los Angeles Police Department's downtown branch, who is in charge of today's mission, will appear immediately.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Smith, hello."

Abel smiled, but didn't respond much, and looked a little arrogant.

It's a bit like the way those chaebol princes of Han State looked when they faced the police of Han State.

In the United States, consortiums are actually like this too.

The chaebol princes are just a poor imitation of the fathers from our country.

In this regard, the branch director did not feel disobedient at all, but continued to communicate with Edward with a smile.

The branch chief knows, let alone him.

Even if the Chief of the Los Angeles Police Department appeared here, it would be nothing in front of this person.

Haven't you seen that even the mayor is respectful in front of him?

The branch director reported it, and the chief director was shocked and immediately sent additional manpower.

Abe Smith was already in Los Angeles and had an accident.

If it happens again, then there will be no need for the Los Angeles Police Department to mess around.

After such a delay, reporters and the public also learned about the arrival of the world's richest man.

The crowd was in an uproar, and both those who supported Kong Mucang and those who opposed it shouted loudly.

Abel didn't even respond.

He knew that these people were of no use to business other than to join in the fun.

After passing the double security check of Rock Security and the Los Angeles Police Department.

A group of reporters got the opportunity to interview Abel before he entered the conference center.

"Abel, what do you think of this debate on log warehouse control? What do you think of the 486 log warehouse cases that occurred in the United States last year?"

"Abel, you are the chairman of the NRA Association. Many people say that you are responsible for the large number of wooden warehouse cases in the United States. Do you have anything to say?"

"Abel, California Attorney General Mr. Brown claimed that the NRA has done many wrong things. As chairman, what do you want to say to Mr. Brown?"

"..."

In the passageway leading to the debate exhibition hall of the conference center, Abel was surrounded by reporters from three floors inside and three outside. He was surrounded by all kinds of questions.

In the spacious passage, not far from where Abel was surrounded.

Many local dignitaries and celebrities in California looked at what was happening in the passage with some disgust and helplessness.

Some California celebrities who were interviewed just now and were immediately thrown aside by reporters after Abel appeared, including Jerry Brown, the former governor of California and current attorney general, could not help but sigh.

The last time Abel came to California, Jerry Brown found a good opportunity. There were big bosses in the Donkey Party who supported him and did something against Abel.

But before the donkey gang could take action, those damn KBFZ took action against Abel.

The donkey party and Jerry Brown had to postpone or even cancel the operation.

At this time, Abel came to California again, and the welcome he received was even better than his own.

Jerry Brown knew that it was really not easy at all to target this guy.

"Don't be surprised, in the United States, wherever he appears, others will become supporting actors."

Perhaps he saw Jerry Brown's helplessness.

Standing next to him, Richard Gephardt, the current minority leader of the House of Representatives who has a higher status than Jerry Brown and one of the two whips of the Donkey Party, said softly.

In today's debate on controlling wood warehouses, the power of the Donkey Party is naturally present.

A large part of the audience of the Donkey Party supports controlling or even banning the Mucang branch.

So many times, the Donkey Party is not very popular with the NRA.

Fortunately, during this period, the donkey and the elephant have not started to fight fiercely.

To be on the safe side, the NRA has always put its eggs in multiple baskets.

This allows the NRA’s investment in elections to be shared by both donkeys and elephants.

At most, you can enjoy it more like here.

Unlike in the future, when the NRA was transformed into a donkey by demons, it was forced to side with the elephant...

Because of this, in today's debate, Donkey's position is neutral and a little bit controlling.

In doing so, they can please their audience without offending the NRA too much.

"I understand too." Jerry Brown sighed silently, and then showed his iconic hearty smile:

"Don't say it's us, even the one in the White House will be robbed of his glory around him. Let's go in, Richard."

Richard Gephard nodded, and the two Donkey Gang bosses entered quietly.

On Abel's side, after dealing with the reporters, he also entered the venue.

His arrival caused an uproar in the debate room that was already in place.

NRA CEO LaPierre and a group of association officials came forward with smiles on their faces.

Subsequently, local celebrities or American celebrities who appeared at the debate, such as Jerry Brown, Richard Gephardt and others, were also photographed by reporters, smiling and coming over to shake hands and hug him.

As the chairman of the association, Abel said a few words at the beginning.

This live debate facing the United States has officially begun.

The positive side of the debate was represented by several college students and high school students from across the United States.

She/they are all articulate young people specially selected from the school where the Mucang case occurred last year.

They are considered to be the smartest and most outstanding people among their peers.

Back then, Zi Zhe Dun was also this kind of person on the surface.

There is only one person on the opposition side, a full-time lobbyist for the National Rifle Association, named Justin Bick.

The debate began quickly.

The ending is no surprise either.

A group of young and energetic young girls, Mrs. Tai and Xiao Luo Li, are very eloquent and powerful in front of their peers in school.

But this time I was facing a professional player, one of the NRA’s professional public relations managers.

For justice, young people argue with the public relations manager representing the evil National Rifle Association.

Being ridiculed and ridiculed by the evil public relations manager without any sense of seniority, two of them even burst into tears in the face of everyone's joking eyes...

This is so normal.

The NRA has never lost in debate press conferences like this.

As the oldest and largest civil society organization in the United States, what the National Rifle Association does the most is to do whatever they want to propose to control wood warehouses.

From the commander-in-chief to the ordinary town councillors, they are all no exception.

For example, in the future in parallel time and space, in order to please the audience of Kongmucang, Lao Ao proposed to discuss Kongmucang nationwide.

Then the National Rifle Association was completely forced to side with the elephant.

The role of public relations managers like Justin Bick in the association is to be professionals who lobby all day long, propose conditions, conduct various transactions, and shut up people.

The NRA has a dozen of these guys...

All of them are very powerful, and their professional abilities are not inferior to those of the big lawyers.

Speaking of letting the United States control the wooden warehouse, in the opinion of Chairman Abel, it is really nonsense.

You must know that of all the countries in the world, the United States has the largest number of wooden warehouses, with approximately 2.7 billion to 3.1 billion wooden warehouses circulating in society.

Various small arms manufacturers are still producing millions to tens of millions of weapons every year.

In other words, this number will continue to increase.

If the United States can continue to survive, maybe the number will exceed 10 billion in the future.

So how to control it?

The most important thing is to have the Mucang branch, which is written into the U.S. Constitution.

To control the wooden warehouse, you need to repair the line.

The American Constitution is not a neon toilet paper-like constitution.

Moreover, owning the Mukura branch has been deeply ingrained in the blood of Americans since the Mayflower.

What's more, look at the owners of those arms companies. They are all owned by the top ten conglomerates in the United States.

Control the wood warehouse? Control your hair.

Therefore, every time a large-scale Mucang shooting case with huge impact occurs, the generals and dignitaries will come out to speak, and some will shed tears in front of the TV.

But as the incident passed, Kong Mucang's voice was quickly forgotten, as if nothing happened.

Also, in the United States, if private individuals do not have a wooden bank, then the so-called non-compromise law and castle law will be in vain.

If we really want to completely control the wooden warehouse in the United States, it will be like letting the White House bulldoze Wall Street. It is impossible.

After fulfilling his duties as chairman of the National Rifle Association.

Abel chatted with several local celebrities.

At around 3 p.m., his motorcade left downtown Los Angeles and headed toward Beverly Hills.

Halfway through the journey, the motorcade passed by a Bulgari jewelry flagship store on Sunset Boulevard.

Abel said two words to Edward.

The convoy continued to leave, but a Cadillac Escalade remained.

Two bodyguards got out of the car and walked into the Bulgari jewelry store.

About ten minutes later, two bodyguards walked out with large aqua bags in their hands and drove to follow the convoy.

Spend a little money to make the beauties happy, and you will usually get more considerate service in the evening, and maybe you can even add a meal or something.

For Abel, this is often a basic operation.

What's more, he doesn't even have to take the initiative to choose, he only needs to use his mouth. Everything is too simple.

"Wow, they're so pretty! Thank you, honey, I love this set of renderings of New York Deco-style skyscrapers, b--"

Mansion 10410 Bellagio Road, Beverly Hills, Los Angeles.

In the evening, the sun sets, and the warm yellow sunlight dyes the entire Beverly Hills golden, making it look beautiful and expensive.

Just like the price of the houses here, and the payment required to play with women here.

Beautiful and expensive.

In the outdoor garden of the mansion.

Under the setting sun, Nicole Kidman, the Australian white sheep, is also dazzling.

She was happily sitting in Abel's arms, with her right hand around Abel's neck, and her left hand holding a sparkling diamond necklace.

On the table in front of the two of them, there was a large long jewelry box, followed by a pair of earrings, a bracelet, and a flower-shaped ring. The design of the entire set of jewelry was inspired by the skyscrapers of New York. It looked majestic and beautiful. Very unique.

Next to Mr. and Mrs. Y is Cate Blanchett with a big belly.

In front of her, there was also a Bulgari top jewelry box that looked like the Tuao Aries.

But the style is different. Kate's one is a typical Greek mythology style, using many design symbols of Greek gods.

Of course, both sets of jewelry have one thing in common.

That is, they are both Bulgari’s top flagship series, and they are all equally expensive.

A complete set would cost almost a million dollars.

"As long as you like it, but if you really want to thank me, you can wear them at night and let me appreciate them under the light. I think you will be even more charming..."

The scumbag didn't care about the pregnant Kate next to him, and he had an unscrupulous conversation with the scumbag.

"Giggle... just wearing them? That's a really good idea, as long as you like it!"

Nicole said happily.

"snort--"

Kate's humming sound came from the side, "I'm going to do maternity exercises."

After saying that, she left with a dark face.

Abel didn't take it seriously either.

He has always been tolerant of women who got pregnant by him.

"Ah... dear..."

As soon as Kate left, the Tuao white sheep directly "gnawed" his ears.

"I also want to do maternity exercises like Kate. It looks very good."

"Oh, really?"

Abel held her, his hands already where they were supposed to be.

"Of course it is true, but I am not a pregnant woman yet. Although I have always wanted to be a pregnant woman, I want to be your pregnant woman..."

The Tu'ao big white sheep said in a seductive voice:

"If you don't believe it, see for yourself, my body is ready on its own..."

"Then what are you waiting for! I think this place is very good."

Suddenly, in the garden of the mansion, the tunes played by human ancestors in primitive times to reproduce life were reproduced.

The next morning.

Abel woke up from his sleep and naturally let go of An Lushan's claws.

She lowered her head and kept her mouth shut, with her back to him and the hair of the Tu'ao white sheep in his arms.

Looking at her flawless and beautiful back, Abel couldn't help but think of last night, hanging low in the light, swaying with the bright light all night long.

He smashed his glass and had some aftertaste.

For a woman who is as immune to shiny things as the evil money-grubbing lizard dragons of the West.

Beautiful jewelry will make them extremely excited.

At the same time, Abel will also be able to enjoy more delicate service without missing any blind spots.

It’s really unclear who wins and who loses.

Leaving Nicole sleeping to death, he got up to wash up.

At the breakfast table, I looked at Blanchett who was hesitant to speak.

Abel cut off a large piece of the tomahawk steak on the plate, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it for a few bites.

He said casually: "Don't worry about Mr. Andrew Upton. He went back to Australia for a routine matter. I didn't ask him to go there specifically. He took the initiative to go there after hearing that Smith Media was going to start business there."

Kate was startled, her face a little complicated, a little ashamed and uneasy, and she asked carefully: "Is what you said true?"

"I don't have to lie to you."

After taking a sip of the sweet wine, Abel said casually:

"As long as you obey me, I guarantee that Mr. Upton will be safe."

Kate had complicated thoughts, thinking of her past, and then looked down at her bulging belly and the powerful devil opposite.

She thought to herself, did she still have a choice?

Regardless of reality or psychology, I am already hopeless!

"I promise."

She looked directly at Abel and said softly.