Woolworth Building, 33rd floor.

Smith Capital,

Accompanied by two bodyguards, Abel came to the company.

At the front desk of the company, he unexpectedly met an "acquaintance"

"Are you...Miss Catherine?"

"Yes, it's me. Hello, Mr. Smith. Nice to see you again."

"Oh, me too."

It turned out to be last time,

Abel took a private flight provided by American Express,

Back to Texas, and back to New York from Texas.

On the plane, I met someone who looked like a mix of Scarlett Johansson and Amber Heard.

A flight attendant with a great figure, good looks and a very good temperament.

At that time, because she was indeed very beautiful.

Someone lusted after her body.

He left her a business card and said she was welcome to come to New York to apply for a job.

After coming back, I was busy for several days.

Miss Katherine Jones never came.

Gradually, Abel forgot about this matter.

Unexpectedly, I would see her in the company today.

After saying a few words to Catherine, Abel looked at the front desk.

There were two people at the front desk, and they both looked good.

One of the foremen quickly responded to the boss:

"Boss. This lady is holding your business card and says she is coming to see you.

But you are not in the company, and Mr. Mellon is also entertaining guests.

Mr. Melio has gone out on business.

I'll just ask her to wait here."

Abel nodded and looked at Catherine, who looked a little embarrassed.

He said: "I will ask the company's human resources director to come out to interview you later.

Miss Catherine, please wait here for a moment."

"Okay." Catherine agreed quickly.

Abel nodded to her again and then walked into the company.

He went directly to David Mellon's office.

Sure enough, David and Caroline, Abel's chief personal lawyer, were talking in the office.

Seeing Abel push open the door and come in, both Caroline and David stood up.

“How about Ovitz’s yacht?

It seems to be more than two hundred feet, fxxk, a hundred feet longer than my Mellon." David said with a smile.

Abel shrugged, "There's no need to be envious. By the end of the year, you'll have the money to buy a bigger and better one than him.

When the time comes, Ovitz will envy you."

Hearing him say this, the smile on David's face became even brighter.

Abel greets his chief legal counsel.

"Good afternoon, ma'am."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Smith." Lawyer Caroline, who always behaved and behaved strictly, nodded in response.

The three of them found their own seats and sat down.

Abel sat across from Caroline, and David spoke:

"How about a cup of coffee? Gesha? Colombia?"

"Colombia." Abel said.

"Ms. Caroline, you must be Blue Mountain."

Caroline nodded.

David started making coffee in the office, and Caroline spoke while he was busy.

"Mr. Smith, you should have heard from David yesterday that someone was investigating Smith Capital."

Abel nodded, "It's the Manhattan District Attorney's Office, right?"

Ms. Caroline didn't show any surprise when she heard his answer.

She continued calmly: "Yes, that's Robert Morgenthau's office."

Sure enough, even if Bloomberg didn't disclose it, he would still have a way to obtain this information.

This thought flashed through Abel's mind, and he looked at Caroline seriously, "So, what advice would you give me? Dear Ms. Caroline."

"Mr. Smith," Caroline said, "You hired me because I can guarantee that you will not easily roll over when you are driving at high speed on Wall Street."

"I'll convince you what value for money is."

She said: "So my advice is, whenever.

No matter who investigates you, you must not be weak.

At least you can't show weakness, even if you are pretending, your attitude must be tough, do you understand?"

"I have never been weak," Abel said calmly.

Caroline looked at him and smiled: "Yes, that's what it looks like. Even if it's just pretending, it must have this effect."

Abel looked at her, paused between words, and whispered:

"I will never be weak!"

Caroline paused silently, then nodded: "Yes, that's right. That's it. You did a good job, sir."

"Let's continue talking about this."

"Please say."

"I found out the reason why Robert investigated you through some channels," Caroline said.

"According to what he said, it was because of some favors.

In addition, his financial crime investigation team happens to be studying you.

So I started investigating you."

"According to what he said?" Abel raised his eyebrows.

"That's right. Robert Morgenthau told me that himself." Caroline said.

She looked at Abel: "Twenty-eight years ago, when he was still a lawyer, I used to be his assistant lawyer."

"Understood." Abel said.

It’s the damned, tangled upper-class ties again.

Fortunately, this time, it was myself who benefited from this social bond.

Then I'll forgive it.

At this time, Caroline said again: "As for the favors Robert asked for, he did not explain to me."

Abel also understood this.

It's nothing more than some friends and connections of Robert Morgenthau.

It's not convenient to tell Caroline.

"What now? Are they still investigating me?

When will a search warrant be issued and when will my company come to look for evidence?" Abel asked.

"Cyrus from the Financial Crime Investigation Team did apply for an investigation order from Robert."

Caroline said, "But Robert refused."

Abel frowned, "Investigate me and then refuse to issue a search warrant against me?"

"Yes. As for why, Robert didn't say.
To be continued...