Bloomberg responded with a smile: "I think more Americans would like to work in the Oval Office at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue compared to here, right?"

Hearing what he said, Abel laughed and said, "That's true."

The two quickly took their seats.

Even before the formal oath was taken, Bloomberg had already unceremoniously sat in the seat that Rudy Giuliani had occupied for eight years.

Abel and Bloomberg looked at each other across a beautiful, spacious desk that looked antique, thick and large.

Then the two foxes, an old one and a young one, couldn't help but laughed together without saying anything.

Amid laughter, Bloomberg said: "Haha~ What should I drink? Coffee or tea?"

“Coffee bar.”

"Oh, I understand. To be honest, after drinking Rosea coffee a few times, I like it now. The fragrant grass smell makes me feel like I am in the virgin forest of Africa."

"Well...I didn't drink it. I like drinking it just because it's not that bitter."

Bloomberg: “…”

After the pleasantries, Abel took his eyes away from the layout of the New York City Mayor's office.

"The plan is almost ready to begin," he whispered to Bloomberg.

"Of course." Bloomberg said with a firm look, "It has actually started. Look at the document in front of you."

After hearing what Bloomberg said, Abel saw a thick folder in front of him.

He originally thought it was government affairs here, but he didn't expect it was for him to see.

Abel took it and turned it over. On page 1 of the document, in capital letters, it read "Hudson Bay Land Improvement Plan".

This document looks like it has been aged for a while, and the paper is a little yellowed.

In the lower right corner of it, Abel saw the time: October 25, 1989.

This could be the document and the time it was printed.

Abel opened the second article and saw a simple overhead view of Manhattan on the left.

It is marked in large English letters "Manhattan Hudson Bay 11&693 #147 Plate Map".

On the right is the catalog. Abel took a quick look and found that there were contents such as "Land Area Calculation", "Land Owner Sovereignty List", "Agent Assessment and Consideration", "Surrounding Environment..." and so on.

He didn't turn over the pages anymore, but directly closed the documents.

"Is this the original version of the Hudson's Bay renovation plan?"

Bloomberg responded to his question and nodded slightly.

"Yes. This is the final complete version that the New York City Government hired from a design company and its own designers. It took several years."

"Of course. That was more than ten years ago, maybe even twenty years ago."

Having said this, Bloomberg smiled and said, "It has been thrown into the pile of old papers in the archives for more than 10 years. If it weren't for you, I don't know when it would see the light of day again."

Abel thought that he would not need me until the subprime mortgage crisis is over in a few years.

In order to find a new economic growth point, New York has a new engine for GDP development.

Why not just get it out and pass it at an unprecedented speed, and then start attracting investment from all over the world and trick others into investing in construction.

Of course, this is something in parallel time and space.

Now that Abel is here, the situation is naturally different.

He wanted to make himself a bigger local leader in New York, and he also had some thoughts of building wonders and leaving a name in history.

We have always been very active in promoting this large-scale construction plan.

Sometimes, his positivity even made these old men speechless.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's start according to our previous plan." Abel said directly.

Bloomberg nodded, "I will be responsible for the work here. It will be carried out immediately after January 1st. But what about Robert's side?"

There was no way to avoid this matter, Morgenthau, a local gangster in Manhattan's judicial circles.

Fortunately, everyone has already discussed it.

Many small and thorny problems, as long as they were judicial, were assigned to Robert Morgenthau.

To sum up, it is Bloomberg’s administrative and official push.

Abel was responsible for promoting money and public opinion, as well as construction.

Robert Morgenthau is responsible for solving judicial problems.

Some less legal, but very "reasonable" means may also be used.

The love of Abel, or the love of Bloomberg and Robert.

Many people's interests may be harmed, but who cares?

The Big Three in Manhattan don't care anyway. Neither do the many vested interests involved.

Come to Bloomberg for the most important thing, after it’s settled.

Abel talked about another thing, "The Christmas Eve show in Times Square, do you want to go see it together?"

What he was talking about this time was the Christmas Eve show held in Elizabeth's back garden in Times Square this year.

Last year, Rudy Giuliani and the old speaker of the New York City Council both went.

These two old guys were actually beaten by Abel with money.

These two old guys will most likely not go this year.

Because Abel didn't spend any money on them this year.

Who told people to leave the tea? These two are no longer in office and have faded into the background?

But Abel feels that a big show cannot lack big characters. If there are no big names, what kind of big show is it?

If Buffett hadn't been deceived once, he would definitely deceive Warren again.

Now I have no choice but to let Bloomberg show his face with me and continue to promote Issa's reputation internationally.

Faced with this small request from his partners, Bloomberg certainly would not refuse.

He smiled and said: "The problem is that on December 24, I am not officially the mayor. I will not be of much use on the scene."

"That's true..." Abel thought for a while and said softly: "I remember Mr. Cheney. He seems to be in New York recently?"

"Um..." Bloomberg looked at Abel speechlessly, "You don't want to invite him to go, do you? Let a deputy commander go to the underwear show? Only you dare to think of such a thing, and only you

Dare to do it.”

Cheney is George's deputy, the nominal owner of the White House, and the nominally second most powerful person in the United States.

If something unexpected happens while George is in office, he will immediately become the number one figure in the country.

This person in this position is often considered a pure mascot in the United States and has almost no power.

But if you let such a mascot go to a live underwear show, it will not match its very serious tone no matter how you look at it.

If the venue hadn't been in New York, or if his allies had insisted, Bloomberg might not have attended last year, let alone this year.

Bloomberg now doesn’t think Cheney will agree to Abel’s ridiculous invitation.

Abel also felt that it was unlikely, but now that he thought about it, he felt that he should give it a try.

“Try it for free,” he told Bloomberg. “I’ll write him a letter.”

Abel remembered this Mr. Cheney, who had a daughter.

This daughter was still working as a lawyer a few years ago, but she resigned last year and joined the U.S. government.

Well, that's when George moved into the White House.

Maybe I can find a solution from this person.

It's not a crooked way, because she is almost forty years old and looks very ordinary.

Whether it can work or not, just give it a try.

Seeing Abel like this, Bloomberg also shook his head and ignored him.

The two talked softly about other things, such as the cooperation between Bloomberg and Smith Media, the cooperation between Bloomberg Financial and Smith Capital, etc.

Abel stayed in Bloomberg's office until about 4 p.m. before leaving Manhattan's City Hall Park.

After walking out of the city hall, Abel found that snow was beginning to fall from the sky again.

It's just light snow.

It's very cold, the temperature is already below freezing. But compared to last year's cold winter, this year's warm winter is pretty good.

The weather forecast also says that the weather in New York will be relatively mild during Christmas this year.

It will be around ten degrees above zero, much better than last year.

With this thought in mind, Edward opened the door for him and he got into the car.
To be continued...