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Chapter 483: The existence that celebrities all need to look up to

Abel eventually left the top loft.

With Angel Sefrosa and Charles Schumer.

Bloomberg and another Charles were still upstairs, and they seemed to have something to talk about.

It is said that Charles and Bloomberg are close friends, both Jewish businessmen. Both of them started from scratch and then worked hard for so many years to gain their current status.

Charles Kushner's wealth is actually impossible to compare with Bloomberg. However, because he is an old friend, it may be that Bloomberg wanted to help his old friend, so he asked Charles Kushner to come upstairs while inviting Abel.

Although I know it is unlikely.

But that is a super oilfield worth more than 150 billion yuan, and even a 1 in 10,000 chance can be taken back.

Charles Kushner wants to work hard.

Now it's an unexpected surprise.

He actually got the news from Abel that the other party had already talked with his son.

It’s just my son, why don’t you tell me? This is a shocking wealth of tens of billions of dollars. Even if the chance is slim, even if it has to be paid a huge price. As long as you can get it, you must get it without losing money.

After all, now this is no longer a matter of wealth. This is a question of whether the Kushner family will become a laughing stock in the circle of rich people.

Can get some back.

Even if it is an equivalent exchange, the Kushner family can turn around and be ridiculed by people now.

After Abel and others left.

Charles Kushner frowned deeply. He was very suspicious now, why didn't his son tell him about this? Jared had something to hide from him? Or did he have other intentions?

When he thought that his son might have other intentions, he wanted to embezzle this amazing wealth. The character of the Jewish businessman in his bones was wrong. Charles Kushner now wanted to catch his son back and questioned him why he didn't tell him?

Otherwise, why would he rather be driven to the west coast by himself than speak out?

Charles Kushner, who was originally guilty of expelling his eldest son to the West Coast, who had his left arm and right wing, was expelled from his oldest son to the West Coast.

When I think of my son cheating on such a major thing, I may even have some intentions.

Charles Kushner's anger rose instead of falling.

If it weren't in New York now.

If Jared Kushner wasn't in Seattle but in New York.

He immediately wanted to run to his son and question him.

The more I think about it, the more angry I get.

Charles Kushner's eyebrows were getting deeper and deeper.

"Hey...Charles...Hey...Charles. Why is he bitter?"

Bloomberg greeted.

"Although it's hard. But now isn't there a chance to get some back? This is the best ending. Don't be angry with Jared anymore. He is a good kid, if he hadn't. When you were still in prison, the Kushner family would have collapsed. Although he did make a mistake..."

Charles came to his senses by his old friend's greeting.

He took a deep breath.

Now is not the time to talk about these things.

He was going to call his son back and ask his son.

Are your wings hard?

Want to fly alone!

…………

…………

Inside the elevator.

Angel Sefrosa and Charles Schumer were both speechless.

Abel stood among the two guys.

There is nothing to say.

One is a top politician who may even reach the top of Congress and become a party whip in the future. He is not very familiar with himself, and because he is very unfriendly to China, the soul in his body has a natural disgust towards him.

The other one is his own uncle.

The remaining memory fragments in the body made Abel feel close to him.

But I couldn't get rid of my stigma for a while, and it was a little embarrassed.

Abel didn't know how to speak.

In the end, Angel Sefrosa spoke first.

"Go home to take a look when you have time. Although your grandfather is very stubborn, he loves you very much... After all, you are his only grandson!"

Abel was still a little uncomfortable with Angel's quiet way of talking.

But in the end he nodded.

"Troubleshoot some things outside. I'll go back and take a look."

"Well... that's fine!"

Angel and Charles Schumer left directly.

Abel stayed alone on the first floor.

I found it a little bored.

Elizabeth Holmes didn't know where he went.

He was about to go to the second floor to take a look.

It seems that the beauties at this cocktail party gathered on the second floor.

But at this moment.

A black bald man walked towards him with a 10-point friendly smile.

"Mr. Seifrosa! Good evening!"

It's Michael Jordan.

The legendary NBA basketball god is the first player in the NBA league so far.

It's actually a flying man.

When he was still in China, Abel also liked the NBA quite a bit. That was the NBA he liked, and like most Chinese fans - Yao Ming only started to pay attention to it after going to the Rockets.

It can be said to be a pseudo-fan.

Because of Yao Ming, he has seen many basketballs on the Internet and knows how amazing the black man in front of him is in the field of NBA basketball.

Among the NBA stars.

Needless to say, Abel, Kobe and Jordan, also like it very much. Now that the God of Basketball comes to say hello to him, Abel will still give him some face.

He reached out and said, "Michael! I'm glad to meet you!"

Michael Jordan was flattered and hurriedly reached out: "So too! Mr. Sefrosa!"

The two shook hands.

The two of them shook hands attracted a large group of people on the first floor.

These people only noticed Abel's arrival until now. They looked at Abel who shook hands with Michael Jordan, and many people approached here.

Mr. Bean, Eddie Wollen, Madonna, Spielberg... Abel only recognized these people for the time being, but it is not that these are the only people.

"Mr. Seifrosa! I heard that you are here too, but I didn't expect it to be true. But you are in New York, and Mr. Bloomberg cannot not invite you..."

"Hello, Abel! Hello..."

"Hey! Mr. Sefrosa, you are so handsome!"

"I have some Knicks stocks on my hands, do you have any interest, Mr. Seifrosa?"

“…”

A group of people gathered around.

Abel let go of Jordan's hand helplessly.

Come on.

It’s not that easy to go to the second floor to see the beauties, so don’t leave these people behind.

He tried to smile.

He shook hands and said hello to these social celebrities with many fans.

These people used to be the characters he needed to look up to, but now they are the opposite.

In the face of his wealth, wealth and social influence, we need to look up to him.

This sense of contrast.
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