At the Fort Worth-Dallas Airport, Abel got into the back of a Cadillac Escalade in the middle of the motorcade that came to greet him.

The Escalade is one of Cadillac's most successful flagship models and is currently the most recognized SUV among Americans.

The few times he came back before, he always took the F350.

But in fact, the comfort of a car like the F350 is very average.

It is just a high-end tool truck, a little better than the F150, but not much better.

After the previous two encounters, Abel decided not to take the F350 this time.

The car was not suitable for the terrain of the Sunnis Mountain Farm and other places he was going to next.

Just let the bodyguard buy a few other cars here in advance.

From now on, in the city, I will just take Cadillac and Lincoln cars.

If you need to leave the city, just go directly to the Escalade.

Compared to last time, his convoy had more people and vehicles this time.

There are five cars in total.

Two F350s, a Land Rover, a Toyota Sequoia, and his own Cadillac Escalade.

The small accident he encountered last time made him take his security work more seriously.

This time, we directly organized such a large convoy, and two of the vehicles even had the highest level of weapons allowed by Texas law.

Mainly just in case, and Rock Security also sent a group of people over in advance.

It just happens to be used to protect the boss.

The convoy did not stop at the airport and quickly started heading to Fort Worth.

In downtown Fort Worth, Abel found Alexander's office.

On my father's side, he already knew he would come.

Alexander and Dwayne were already waiting for him in the office.

David Jones, who had been staying here for the past few days.

Then he ran to the airport early to meet his boss.

And he and his boss sat in the back compartment of the Escalade, and finished introducing the things here to Abel halfway.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Dwayne. And daddy." After seeing the two of them, Abel smiled and waved hello.

Dwayne was very polite. He was originally sitting there drinking coffee.

When they saw Abel coming, they even stood up.

Alexander didn't, he just waved in response to his son, and then continued to drink his coffee.

"Huh? Colombia? Give me a cup, too." Abel walked to his father unceremoniously, picked up his coffee, smelled it, and said directly with a smile.

Alexander ignored him, but a female bodyguard who had been working beside Alexander for a few days smiled and went to make coffee for the boss.

"Has the matter in New York been resolved?" Alexander spoke softly after Abel sat down opposite him.

Abel nodded, "It's a small matter, it's OK."

Dwayne watched the interaction between father and son with a smile.

After a while, when the two of them didn't speak again, one of the current Tarrant County congressmen said:

"Abel, I have good news for you. Alexander won a big victory in the latest poll."

On the American side, it's up to the general election.

When it comes to the election of a certain district in a city, everyone likes it, and there are corresponding media to conduct public opinion polls.

This kind of public opinion polls are often used by the media to attract attention.

But sometimes, it often symbolizes the possible outcome of the election.

"Oh?" Abel asked with a smile: "What kind of big victory law? The election season hasn't even started yet."

"The survey shows." Dwayne said with a smile: "Alexander's approval rate in the first survey was 63%!"

"Okay." Abel said with a smile.

"It is indeed good news, news worth celebrating."

After watching the interaction between the two, Alexander suddenly said: "Alex asked you to go to Houston. He has something to ask you."

Abel, who was talking to Dwayne, paused after hearing what he said.

He looked at his father and found that the latter was also looking at him.

"What is it?" Abel said softly.

"Don't you know what you did in New York?" Alexander lowered his voice, "When I heard my father say this, I was shocked."

Abel shrugged, "Calm down. It's just a meeting, it won't do any harm. Trust me, dad, it may be very helpful to you."

Dwayne could not understand the meaning of the conversation between father and son.

He didn't know that Abel and Alexander were no longer discussing the Tarrant County election at this time.

Dwayne didn't understand and could only look at the father and son with a smile.

"Alex said the same thing. Otherwise, I would have given up this time." Alexander breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Abel and said.

Abel couldn't help but shook his head. It seemed that the Texas consortium really had a huge influence in his hometown.

Even his own father had such a big reaction when he heard this.

"Don't worry, Alexander, I'm sensible." He said seriously.

Seeing his son like this, Alexander finally ended the topic.

The three of them then talked about the Tarrant County election.

Dwayne said, basically keep going.

Alexander was stable this time.

Because none of his competitors can match him in terms of support in all aspects.

Abel thought to himself, if his meeting with those old guys goes smoothly this time.

Alexander's side is really stable.

Before this, it was hard to say whether it was stable or not.

When it was past four o'clock, Abel directly asked to leave.

"I plan to go back to Smith's Farm and then go to Houston tomorrow."

"Dad, do you want to go back with me?"

Alexander nodded, "I haven't been back for a week. I'm just on my way, let's go."

The father and son said goodbye to Dwayne and walked out of the office.

Alexander was in Abel's Escalade, and the motorcade quickly disappeared from Dwayne's sight.

Looking into the distance, one of the current members of Tarrant County couldn't help but shook his head——

"Oh, it would be great if I also had such a son."

Escalade, in the rear compartment.

After only father and son were left, Alexander looked at his young son.

He still couldn't help but said: "Abel, are you really okay?"

Texas Consortium, elsewhere is fine.

But in Texas and several southern states, the influence really touches all aspects.

It is precisely because he understands how terrifying it is, even for a character like Alexander.

At this moment, I feel a little worried.

"What's the problem? Dad, have you heard of Peter Lynch and Buffett." Abel said.

"Buffett has it, and you can often see it in the news. Peter Lynch doesn't have it, but I remember it seems to be similar to Buffett. They are both Yang guys who are good at playing with money."

"That's it." Abel said, "These locals in Texas think that I have potential similar to these two people, and they want me to be their cash cow."

"So."

"As long as I can make money for them, then I am the most important treasure in their minds."

After Alexander heard this, he was silent for a while.

Then he gently patted his son on the shoulder and said:

"But I don't really like this. Son, why don't we all go back to Smith's Farm? It's too complicated outside."

Seeing Alexander say this, it was Abel's turn to be stunned this time.
To be continued...