America's Road To Wealth Chapter 255

  Chapter 255 The Drunkard Doesn't Care About Drinking

  NBA league, as one of the four major sports leagues in the United States, is one of the most profitable commercial sports activities in the United States.

   Since it appeared, there have been four presidents in total.

  The first president was Maurice Pudolov. During his tenure, he annexed another American basketball game, the NBL, and renamed the original BAA to the NBA, starting the development of American professional basketball.

  The second president is called Walton Kennedy. This Kennedy has little to do with that Kennedy. This man's achievement is to settle the first lockout in NBA history, and at the same time sign a record-breaking TV contract for the NBA.

The third president is Larry O'Brien. During his tenure, he annexed the ABA and formed a large-scale basketball market in the NBA. The NBA championship trophy "O'Brien" is named after him. .

  The fourth president is David Stern in front of Abel.

  David Stern can be said to be the chief architect of the modern NBA.

   It is David Stern who uses television and sponsors as the main means of bringing NBA basketball to the world market.

  It was David Stern, who raised the NBA's total revenue from $192 million in 1984 to $3.2 billion in 2001.

  What David Stern did can be said to be a great achievement for the NBA.

   Because of this, he is also the most powerful president in the history of the NBA.

  The reason is very simple, because David Stern can make money with thirty "shareholders".

   Americans, or Westerners.

   Or most of the people in this world.

  They have always been more tolerant to those who can bring them to make money together.

  This is also the reason why Abel had a great influence at the beginning without the current influence and ability.

  Because at that time, Wall Street hoped that he could become such a person.

   can be like Peter Lynch.

   Who knew that he would turn his face and deny others, and after growing to a certain level, he would start to stand on his own.

   In addition, David Stern is also the purest type of person in the NBA sports league.

  A businessman, a businessman who regards the NBA as the purest commodity, a businessman who wants to sell the NBA for as much money as possible.

  When Abel lists the big names he might bring to the NBA scene, one after another, they come from amazing backgrounds.

   Don't use Abel to talk about big people like bushes.

   Just a Warren Buffett or Paulson is a character that the past David Stern could not have imagined.

  If all these big shots can go to the scene.

  David Stern felt like he was going crazy and dreaming.

  “.Needless to say.”

  The president of the NBA league suddenly interrupted Abel's words firmly.

   "Dear Mr. Smith." David Stern looked at Abel seriously, as if making a promise.

  "The league's support for weak teams has always existed. In order to make the NBA more exciting, I think everyone can understand it. I don't think this is too difficult. What do you think?"

  David Stern's words seem to say nothing, but they seem to say everything.

   Abel laughed.

   "I think as the president of the NBA, Mr. Stern, you are right."

  Abel looked at David Stern, "As the owner of the Houston Rockets, I personally support you very much."

  David Stern laughed because he knew the super tycoon understood what he said.

  Think of those big guys who can appear in the NBA audience.

  Even if it is only possible.

   The smile on the corner of David Stern's mouth never closed after it appeared.

  If it can be achieved, then David will add more exposure and more fame to the NBA, in this country, and even in the world.

  In the independent VIP box in the administrative corridor.

  The two were cryptic, tacit, and quickly determined something.

  David Stern still wants to stay and have more relationship with Abelara.

  But Abel felt that this was enough.

   To be honest, an NBA league, if it has no feelings.

  Actually, Abel, like other tycoons, really doesn't pay much attention.

  NBA just has a good influence in the world, especially in Asia.

  As the bottom or third of the four major American sports leagues.

  The influence of the NBA in the United States mainly exists between blacks and white people at the bottom.

  Middle class and above, regardless of blacks, whites or Asians, not many watch the NBA.

   It is only because David Stern's promotion is particularly successful, which is more successful than the combined promotion of the other three major alliances in the world.

   This makes people outside the United States generally think that the NBA is the most powerful sports league in the United States.

  This is actually a misunderstanding.

   For a long time, the NBA has been at the bottom of the United States.

  That is to say, David Stern's methods are very good, which has greatly improved the NBA's global popularity.

  Finally fed back to the NBA, increasing the influence and reputation of the NBA in the United States.

   There is a little fragrance inside the wall outside the wall, and the fragrance outside the wall eventually returns to the inside of the wall.

   David Stern still wants to stay here, but Abel achieved his goal.

  The eviction order has been issued politely.

  David Stern is naturally a smart man, and understood what Abel meant.

  The president of the alliance is also a decisive person. He didn't stay too long and left immediately.

   After he left, Abel walked out of the box.

  Abel asked David Jones.

   "Miss Li and Lauren, are they still at the racetrack?"

  David responded softly: "Still at the racing track."

   At this time, it was about nine o'clock in the evening.

  Abel asked again: "Miss Li, is that Anna Li?"

  Abel didn't need to add a definition, David knew who he was asking.

   "Still in the coffee bookstore next to the executive lounge, I have read books for a long time." David said.

  Abel nodded. He suddenly wanted to drink coffee and read a book.

  Like last time at No. 1 Thirteenth Road, Huangdian, New York. The version of "The Old Man and the Sea" he had read in Elizabeth's back garden, Abel thought it was a good book.

  In the future, I will read more of this kind of book, that is, I need to read it in a safe place.

  He also has a new location choice, and he is going to find a small island.

  That small island will serve as a new paradise for the angels of Isa.

   A new "reading" location for Abel.

   "Let's go." Abel walked to the coffee bookstore.

  The fourth floor of the Conrad Indianapolis Hotel is very spacious, where the entire building is divided into three parts.

  An executive lounge for business activities of guests in the hotel. You can also eat, and there are VIP boxes for private conversations.

   This kind of place is generally a must for high-end hotels.

  A high-end restaurant, it is said that it also has a Michelin star selection, mainly provides Western food, open 24 hours.

   Another one with the smallest area is the coffee shop with library function, which is also open 24 hours.

  It can make the staying customers drink a few more cups of coffee when they can't fall asleep

  You can also skip coffee and read a book to hypnotize yourself.

  The coffee bookstore covers an area of ​​about 300 square meters.

   Walking into the door is a bar counter, and there are several baristas and waiters in the bar counter.

   "Ask if they have Geisha coffee, if so, get me a cup." Abel asked David.

  David took the order to go, and Abel glanced around the coffee bookstore.

   It is easy to find Li Fuzhen's existence, not many people come to this kind of place to read.

  She was sitting at a long table in the corner, with two books and a cup of coffee in front of her.

   Not far from her, two tall and strong bodyguards from Han nationality stood upright.

  Abel touched his nose and walked in her direction.

  On the way, two Han bodyguards saw someone approaching and wanted to stop them.

   But after discovering that it was Abel, the two bodyguards looked at each other and stood back like door gods again.

  Abel sat down directly in front of Li Fuzhen, but she didn't seem to notice, because she read the book very seriously.

  Abel looked up and saw the book Li Fuzhen was holding, with "Think Like an Artist" written on the cover.

  Abel is not a book lover, but he has this book in his memory.

   This is a reference book on art.

   Many art and art professors in universities will recommend this book to students, which can be regarded as an extracurricular book for universities.

  The original Abel, the art talent is really strong, and he loves this field very much.

  According to the recommendation of the professor, the original Abel had read this book and remembered it deeply.

  The current Abel got everything that the original Abel had.

  Including memory, including professional ability, including aesthetics and talent in this field.

   This made it easy for him to recognize that Li Fuzhen was reading this book.

   It's a book by Betty Edwards, an art professor at the University of California.

  Another book that Li Fuzhen put on the table was "Berryman Human Body Structure Painting Teaching".

  Another fine arts book by George Berryman, a Canadian-American painter and author of books on anatomy of the human body, as well as a teacher of anatomy and drawing.

  Abel didn't know what major Li Fuzhen studied in university.

  But he feels that there is a high probability that it will not be art or art.

  But at this time, she is reading these two books, which are still in the original English version.

   This made Abel couldn't help but smile, and said softly:

   "Anna, when you read art books, do you want to learn to draw? Or do you want to go into the field of art?"

  His voice awakened Li Fuzhen from the "state of concentration".

  Li Fuzhen raised her head, as if she just noticed Abel's arrival.

   "Ah, Mr. Smith." Li Fuzhen showed the kind of smile she smiled the most to Abel.

   It's her signature smile that looks gentle and charming, full of wealth and aura.

   This is completely different from the cold and lonely, cold and rich temperament she usually has when she doesn't smile.

   "Yes. I will stay in the United States for a long time. Mainly to take care of my two younger sisters. But my two younger sisters are already adults. They don't need me to worry about them most of the time."

  "I have too much free time. I think instead of wasting this time, I might as well learn more skills, or use some things to cultivate my sentiments and make my spirit more happy."

  Li Fuzhen's voice was very soft, matching her English with a Han Guo accent, Abel was itching to hear it.

  “Art can indeed cultivate people's sentiments. That's why I fell in love with this field.”

  Abel smiled and said: "I really like painting. I think when I paint, I can concentrate my mind. Whether it is thinking about things or emotional investment, I am addicted to it."

   "Oh, yes." Li Fuzhen "suddenly realized", she covered her mouth and whispered in surprise:

   "I heard from Xinyu. Mr. Smith, you have great painting skills. She is particularly envious of the full-body portrait you painted for Miss Bush. My sister said that your work is better than many well-known painters."

   This is not Li Fuzhen bragging, although there is indeed a little part of flattery.

  The original Abel did have a unique talent in the field of art.

  His sketches can incorporate emotions that many famous painters do not have.

  It's like when Ikana first saw the full-body painting drawn by Abel for her, she fell in love with that painting deeply.

   So did little Laura.

  Because the portrait of little Laura painted by Abel is not the little Laura who is still a little lolita.

   Instead, I drew her a few years older, and drew what Abel imagined little Laura would look like in her twenties.

  The key paintings are vivid and have a strong sense of picture.

  It seems that little Laura a few years later should look like this, maybe not even like in the painting.

  In the field of painting, this is a skill, a unique talent.

  Li Fuzhen has never met her, but she has seen her sister who is very respected and loved.

  She could see that it was not a deliberate admiration, but a genuine liking.

  Under the current environment, Li Fuzhen took advantage of the situation to speak out.

  Seeing Li Fuzhen's docile appearance, Abel smiled and said:

   "Anna, if you are interested. Next time we are free, I will help you draw one. I am better at sketching, no worse than ordinary street painters."

  Li Fuzhen immediately said: "Do I have this honor? If so, then of course I am very happy."

  Without Little Laura and Li Xinyu disturbing.

  The atmosphere of chatting between the two became very pleasant unconsciously.

Just at this time.

  One of her bodyguards suddenly took out a vibrating mobile phone from his pocket.

  The bodyguard took a few steps forward, under the gaze of Abel's Four King Kong, lowered his head under great pressure, and put the phone in front of Li Fuzhen.

   This guy spoke Korean, and Abel only thought it was Smecta Smecta, and he didn't understand it at all.

  But Abel noticed that Li Fuzhen's expression became much colder after hearing these words.

  It was only when she noticed that he was looking at her that Li Fuzhen showed that gentle and charming expression again.

  She said to Abel: "It's a call from someone at home. I'll ask the bodyguard to explain a few words."

  Abel smiled and stretched out his hand, signaling her to be free.

  Li Fuzhen smiled at him again, and then said to the bodyguard in Korean:

   "Uh..." The Han Guo bodyguard was obviously stunned.

   ".." Li Fuzhen said to him again.

   Han Guo's bodyguard called out: "."

  Abel saw this guy and left with Li Fuzhen's cell phone, not knowing where to answer it.

"Feel sorry."

  Li Fuzhen looked at Abel, her mood didn't seem to be affected in any way.

   "I'm sorry about some servants at home," she said.

  Abel smiled, just about to say something.

  David came over and said softly:

   "BOSS. There is no Geisha coffee here. In addition, Ms. Bush and Ms. Li, they have already returned, and they will return to the city center in about fifteen minutes."

   "Oh." Abel nodded knowingly.

  He said to Li Fuzhen:

   "Jessica and Lauren are coming back. Anna, do you want to stay here and read, or go get something to eat?"

  "Mr. Smith" said Li Fuzhen.

   As soon as he was halfway through his speech, he was interrupted by Abel.

  Abel said: "I have called you Anna many times. Don't call me Mr. Smith. Just call me by my name, call me Abel."

  Li Fuzhen followed the good advice: "Okay, Abel. I'm not hungry, so I won't eat."

  Abel stood up, smiled and said to her:

   "Then I won't bother you. I'll go and see if the two of them are back."

   "Yes." Li Fuzhen responded softly.

  She watched Abel leave like this.

  Following Abel and leaving, there are also a huge crowd of bodyguards and entourages around Abel anytime and anywhere.

  Li Fuzhen secretly counted and found that there were at least six or seven who looked like bodyguards.

   There are also four or five other attendants who don't look like bodyguards.

  Counting Abel, there are more than a dozen people everywhere, and the momentum is huge.

  Li Fuzhen felt that Abel, who looked like this, was even more powerful than her father.

  At the same time, Li Fuzhen also felt that this Mr. Abel Smith was the new super tycoon of Wall Street.

   Unparalleled discretion when it comes to his own personal security.

  Compared with her father, the No. 1 person in the country, the standard is much higher.

  But when she thought of the security situation in the United States, she understood it.

   After a while.

  The bodyguard who went out with the phone just now is back.

  He walked up to Li Fuzhen, bowed respectfully:

   "Miss, I have replied to Mr. Ren as you said."

   "That's fine." Li Fuzhen said indifferently.

  If Abel were here right now.

  Abel will notice the look on Li Fuzhen's face at this time.

  It was very similar to the expression of the female villain who was three parts mocking, three parts indifferent and four parts careless in those female video novels he had read in his previous life.

   "But." The bodyguard bent over and said softly, "Mr. Ren's voice sounds out of breath, me."

  Li Fuzhen interrupted him: "Does he dare to come to the United States? Leave him alone. Also, don't call him Mr. Ren in the future, he is not qualified. Do you understand?"

   "Understood." The bodyguard bowed his head in response, and then returned to the original place.

  Li Fuzhen raised her eyes and looked around, confirming that that person will not come back again.

  She folded "Think Like an Artist" on the table where she saw it.

   Then stack the two art books and put them in place.

  While she stood up and walked out, she said in an orderly voice:

   "Put these two books away, how much will you pay for?"

  One of the two bodyguards should be, put away the books and go to pay the money, and the other hurriedly followed.

  Not long after Li Fuzhen walked out of the coffee bookstore, the bodyguard who followed took out her mobile phone again.

   This made her beautiful eyebrows frown, and the mobile phone bodyguard quickly said:

   "This time it's Miss San's call. It's not Ren Xian. It's not Ren Zaiyou's call."

  Li Fuzhen stretched her tall eyebrows, took her mobile phone, and saw that it was indeed the call from the younger sister.

  She just answered.

   "Ernie, where are you? We're back."

   "It's Xinyu. I'm on the fourth floor of the hotel. Aren't you with Mr. Smith and Miss Bush? What's wrong?"

   "Mr. Lauren and Mr. Smith received a phone call suddenly, and the two of them went out together. It made me not want to eat anymore, and wanted to lose weight. Ernie, where are you on the fourth floor? I'll find you."

   "Then let's meet in the executive lounge on the fourth floor, where we sit during the day."

   "OK~"

after a little while.

   At the place where Abel sat with them during the day, Li Xinyu saw her sister.

   Haven't seen you for hours.

   Li Xinyu was surprised to find out.

  My sister tonight is very beautifully dressed, looking radiant, sexy, charming, gentle and dignified.

  In Li Xinyu's opinion, she is particularly feminine and beautiful.

  Compared with the mentally poor sister she had seen in the past two months, she was a completely different person.

   More importantly, Li Xinyu felt that her sister was in a very good state of mind at the moment.

   "Oni." Li Xinyu said, "You still look so pretty when you dress up. And you seem to be in a good mood. Did something happen?"

   "No." Li Fuzhen said with a faint smile:

   “I just found a new hobby. Then I discovered that this new hobby can cultivate my sentiment and improve my mood.”

   "What new hobby?" Li Xinyu was curious.

  Li Fuzhen stretched out her hand, motioned to the bodyguard next to her, and brought over the two books she brought out from the coffee bookstore.

   After the bodyguard brought it over, she put two books on the table and placed them in front of her sister.

   "Painting." Li Fuzhen said to her sister with a smile:

  “I found that painting can calm my mind and make me feel better.”

   "Drawing has such a great function?"

  Li Xinyu took one of them, took a look, and found that the title of the book was "Think Like an Artist".

  The little princess of the Samsvng group turned a few pages and found that it was indeed a book about art and fine arts.

   There are even faint creases on it, and one of the pages is folded up.

   "Be careful. I didn't prepare a bookmark. The page I folded is where I just saw it. Don't lose it, so I won't have to look for it from the beginning." Li Fuzhen said.

  The appearance of the elder sister made Li Xinyu feel more and more novel.

   Could it be that she has been very assertive since she was a child, ambitious, smart, and very shrewd eldest sister.

  After making such a wrong judgment and wrong thing three years ago.

   After coming to the United States for a few months, you have become smart again, have you changed back to the big sister in the past?

  Li Xinyu turned a few more pages of "Think Like an Artist", and then flipped through another book "Berryman's Human Body Structure Painting Teaching".

   Li Xinyu is very curious about these two art and art books.

   Or art, really has such a great charm, can change my sister's mood?

  Li Xinyu expressed doubts.

   Machine translated Korean

  (end of this chapter)

Chapter end