Abel shrugged, "That's all. We need another collaborator, a collaborator who can do things."

"At that time, I can pay money behind the scenes, you push behind the scenes, and our collaborators are doing things ahead."

"I think this model can make it more efficient."

Bloomberg agrees.

The founder of Bloomberg said:

"Triangles are the most stable of all graphics. I agree with you."

"So..." Abel thought for a while, "Michael, who do you think we should choose to be our collaborators?"

Bloomberg mentioned a last name.

When Abel thought about it when he heard this surname.

He suddenly felt that it might be more suitable for this family to do it.

"Will they agree?" Abel asked another question.

But Bloomberg waved at him, "It depends on your ability. My dear partner, you are obviously more familiar with them than me."

Abel thought about it carefully and it seemed that this was true.

"All right."

Abel said:

"I will try to contact us. But I don't know if our dear Prosecutor is willing to accompany us to this muddy water."

"I'll wait and see~" Bloomberg smiled.

Abel was not only talented in finance.

He has another advantage in business and doing things.

That is, he has strong mobility.

What you think of and do, you will do it soon and execute it soon.

This is actually an advantage.

He had just finished his discussion with Bloomberg at noon.

In the afternoon.

He went to find that potential third-party collaborator.

New York, Manhattan District Attorney's Office Building... in a cafe next door.

"I love the Blue Mountain coffee in this cafe. They make it very charming."

In the cafe, Robert Mogensso talked about Abel.

Opposite the prosecutor, Abel was sitting.

Next to His Excellency the Prosecutor sat the Manhattan District Attorney's Office, Assistant Attorney Miss Peggy Mogenso.

Abel didn't know why this old guy had to bring his granddaughter with him every time he talked to him.

Just because of myself, have you ever expressed something to his granddaughter?

Abel didn't know, he smiled:

"I prefer Colombia or Ethiopian rose summers compared to the bitterness of the Blue Mountains."

"oh?"

Robert was thick and thick, with thick eyebrows that were all white.

"Peggy also likes Greyxia, she said she likes the smell of plants and flowers."

"Uh..." Abel looked at Peggy involuntarily.

It was discovered that the latter was also looking at Abel himself with a calm gaze.

"Okay. Then we have a common hobby, Paige." Abel smiled at Paige.

Paige smiled at him, too, but didn't speak.

While the opening remarks were over, Abel immediately turned the matter to the point.

"Robert," said Abel, "I have something to do with you."

Robert smiled: "Of course. Who will be fine? Find a grand prosecutor?"

"Everyone who comes to me has something to do, but no one wants to have coffee and chat with the old man when he is lonely. Oh, except for my cute little Peggy."

Abel thought to himself, I am not so familiar with you.

"In the south of Manhattan Island, Hudson Bay City Square." Abel ignored the old guy's "self-pity and self-moaning".

Abel said, “Are you interested in joining?”

"join in...."

Robert's voice finally became a little solemn, "Is there already a team? This is not a small matter."

It is obvious that he has been a prosecutor in this city for 25 years.

Robert, who is longer than any New York City and more familiar with the situation of this city.

Just one simple sentence from Abel can tell what Abel is talking about.

"Yes, we already have a team." Abel opened his eyes and said lies.

"A strong team that can make this happen."

"How much property does the Robert Mogenso family have? Don't you want to leave more blessings to your descendants in addition to these properties?"

Robert Dandan said:

"We are a clean and honest judicial family, and every part of our property comes reasonably and legally."

"but..."

The old guy changed the subject, "After all, we have a large population, not all of us are suitable for working for justice in the United States. There are always some children who need to find something to do."

"so.."

Robert looked at Abel, "Do you understand what I mean? Mr. Smith."

"I understand." Abel laughed.

"Tell me who your team is." Robert said:

"If it's right, maybe we will join, but there must be a prerequisite, that is, Mogenso can withdraw at any time."

"Okay." Abel was also very pleased, and he said directly:

"There are only two people in this team at the moment. I, Bloomberg."

Robert: "...I take back what I said just now."

"What if I change this statement?"

"If it were this team, there was a world's richest man, at least the richest man in New York. There was also a future New York City. The president."

"The future of New York City. Long..." Robert pondered for a moment, "Bloomberg may not be able to succeed. His competitors are also very strong, and New York is no longer the same as before. The Elephant Party is no longer the dominant one."

"As for the richest man."

Robert looked at Abel with a smile, "Are you talking about yourself? Dear Mr. Smith?"

"Buffett and Shu both invested in Smith Capital."

Abel's expressionless face:

"Buffett subscribed to 4% of Smith Capital for $16 billion in stock and cash."

"Dear Mr. Mogenso. And I currently have 92% of the shares in this company."

“In addition, I have nearly $15 billion in custody funds in Smith Capital.”

“In addition to Smith Capital, I have a bank that can rank among the top fifteen in the United States.”

"I have MGM, Yin Lisabeth Back Garden, and many other companies."

"When Forbes updates his list this year, I think Forbes will tell you who the richest person on this planet is."

"So fast?" Robert was obviously shocked by Abel's words.

The old man knew that Abel was rich.

But I didn't expect him to be so rich.

"Warren Buffett, he chose you too..."

Obviously, Abel's so many words could not resist Buffett's trust.

In the concept of the older generation of Americans.

Buffett, who has a stable investment style, deserves their trust in this field.
To be continued...