Chapter 51: Dark Wall Street(1/2)
2000,
August 25th.
Woolworth Building, Smith Capital.
David Mellon already knew that Abel wanted to move the company to Queens.
David Mellon doesn't understand this, but he can accept it.
Overall, the security situation in Queens is not as good as that of Manhattan.
But it's much better than Brooklyn.
At the same time, Queens is a large area, and the area where "Spider-Man" is located is considered a civilian area, with poor security.
In comics, Spider-Man is needed to do a lot of good deeds.
But the business hub is located on the side of Manhattan and on the Hudson River, where security is much better.
The headquarters of many well-known large companies are also located here.
For example, Long Island Bank, General Electric Group.
There are also fashion brands Bulova, Ceau, JetBlue Airways, piano brand Steinway & Son, etc.
"American Express helped me choose two places."
In the office, Abel looked at David and said, "One is the Kaufman Building. One floor is about 9,000 square feet. You can rent up to three floors."
"Another option is not far from the Kauffman Building.
It is a four-story building with an area of 10,000 square feet and an underground parking lot.”
"Guess where I chose?"
"Kaufman Tower?" David said, "You like high places."
"Wrong. I bought that four-story building."
Abel shrugged and said with a smile: "This way you don't have to be neighbors with others."
David was curious: "Buy? How much does it cost?"
"It was formerly a supermarket. It will cost about US$10 million to renovate and renovate after buying it."
"The price is US$120 million, which is very cheap."
120 million, very cheap?
David didn't know what "Versailles" meant, but that was how he felt now.
But this is not a big deal, just changing the office location.
It doesn't matter where you work, as long as it's not far from Wall Street.
He picked up a newspaper and waved it in his hand.
"Now~The latest issue of the New York Post.
This guy Murdoch published the fact that you bought a house in Long Island for $60 million."
Abel took it and read the report above.
It's not on the first page, it's on the third page, or it's the headline on the third page.
The title of the report is "The Wolf of Wall Street's 60 Million Mansion."
The content and reporting style are, as always, in line with the tone of the New York Post.
That is, they like to use exaggerated and exaggerated language, which is their usual way to attract readers.
After looking at the content and words inside, Abel frowned.
"This kind of title, this kind of description." He said: "I don't like it."
David said: "It's good that you know. Most readers will definitely feel jealous after reading this kind of report."
Abel raised his head and looked at David Mellon, "Do you want to tell me something?"
The latter nodded and whispered: "I have received some rumors. Someone is investigating us."
This is the advantage of finding a top second generation who is also a Wall Street elite to act as his deputy.
Otherwise, with his limited connections on Wall Street, it would have been impossible to know these things in advance.
Abel asked in a deep voice: "Why are we being investigated?"
David shrugged: "It is said that it is because our transaction is too "sophisticated"."
"Too "sophisticated"?" Abel was puzzled.
"It's mainly you." David Mellon said: "Dear boss, your investment and trading choices are almost never missed.
It can be said that he is too smart.
Even Peter Lynch and Buffett, they can’t do it.”
"Is this also a mistake?"
"Of course." David Mellon smiled and said: "They are not me.
I haven't been with you, I haven't seen your performance with my own eyes, boss.
Of course they didn't believe it."
"So these guys doubt me?" Abel said.
"Bingo. That's right," David said.
Abel thought for a while, then he drew inferences: "It's precisely for this reason that those people haven't come to the door until now, right? It's been five days."
"The high probability is," David said: "These old guys, their information channels are more sensitive.
They are so greedy, so logically they should be here the next day."
"But no one has come so far. So there is a high probability that they have also received the news."
The two of them were talking about the Hilton family's banquet a few days ago.
Charlie Scharf and those Wall Street giants.
At that banquet, Abel made it clear to them.
Next, Smith Capital will conduct its first private placement.
At that time, these people were all very interested.
They all said that they would come to negotiate soon.
But it's been so long, it's already been five days.
None of these people have come so far.
This is unthinkable on Wall Street.
Normally, these capital hyenas would come to your door smelling money early the next morning.
"All right."
Abel nodded and said, "Then do you doubt me? Dear David."
"Doubt you?"
"Hahaha~" David Mellon laughed, "What do you suspect about me, boss? Insider trading, market manipulation? Illegal trading?"
"Let's not talk about it. I participated in the whole process and know everything."
"Even if you really want to engage in insider trading, you, a farmer's son from Texas, don't have such resources."
"It would be about the same if it were someone like me.
But it is impossible to be as successful as you.
Insider trading cannot achieve your level of success."
"Those guys." David took the "New York Post" from Abel's hand and pointed to the report on it——
"They were just jealous and doubtful of your success, so they took some actions."
Following his movements, Abel saw the report in the newspaper again.
Abel suddenly said: "Maybe this report is a clarion call for attack?"
"It's very possible." David was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and said.
"Then let them come." Abel said grandly.
He has been on guard against this kind of thing for a long time.
Wall Street does not mean that you can truly gain a foothold if you have great financial skills and excellent trading talent.
The darkness here is a hundred times gloomier than the entertainment industry.
The only thing that may be darker than here is probably the political circle.
To be continued...