The Adams family has been in America for too long, and the family has a large population. Putting aside those who are in the sidelines, there are almost hundreds of direct members of the family now, all of which are the descendants of the first father-son president in American history.

But not everyone is here now. They are scattered throughout the United States and are very low-key.

There seem to be only some young people gathered here today.

When Abel and David Adams entered, they saw many people gathering in the spacious living room three or three.

Some people were surprised by the strange man led by David Adams, and looked at Abel curiously.

Abel looked at them with a smile, and saw some noble pride from their scrutiny.

David Adams walked to a tall old man in the middle of the position and said respectfully: "Uncle, he is here."

"Hello! I am Abel Adams!" Abel Adams took the initiative to shake hands with Abel. Although he looked not young last year, his hands were quite strong, and there was a kind of superior momentum between his eyebrows.

"Hello, Mr. Adams! I am Abel Sefrosa. I have always admired your style very much. This is a little gift, I hope you like it."

Abel handed David Adams a stack of white paper he brought with him and asked him to hand it over to the other party.

David Adams took a light glance, with a look of surprise, and even a little shocked, "10% stake!"

"What good thing? It will make my dear nephew react so much!!"

Seeing David Adams' reaction, Abel Adams raised his eyebrows and asked.

David Adams quickly handed the paper on his hand to the pillars of the Adams family.

"Blue Star's future 10% share transfer contracts and documents?"

Abel Adams raised his eyebrows.

David Adams lowered his head and added in his ear: "Sequoia Capital and KPCB and Peter Lynch's Fidelity Company have obtained equal shares of Blue Star Future through equivalent shares and cash at a valuation of $30 billion."

"If you say so, the 10% stake, the document I have in my hand, is worth up to 3 billion US dollars."

Abel Adams looked like Abel and smiled with a playful look, "Am I right to say this?"

After his words fell, among the dozen people in the spacious living room, the young people widened their eyes.

If he really told Abel Adams this way, the other party would give him a gift of $3 billion at one time.

Tsk tsk...3 billion US dollars!

Even the Adams family is the legendary first royal family. They are not as generous as not to regard money as money. They are indeed very rich, but when they are spread to the heads of family members with a large population, there is actually not much wealth that each person can get.

What's more, the Adams family is a political family, not a financial hegemony family known for their finance and economy.

To put it simply.

This family has a huge influence within the federal territory, and its history is almost as long as the federal history. But they are not Rockefeller, nor Morgan.

They are not consortiums.

"That's right. This is my gift." Abel ignored the eyes of the rich and upstarts in the living room, and he whispered.

Abel Adams noticed that one party to the contract transferred on this document was Abel Sefrosa, but the other party was not Abel Adams, nor was it a person from the other Adams family.

It's Winnie Adams.

If Abel really gave this gift to the Adams family, or to Abel Adams.

Abel Adams may feel that the other party is afraid of the power of the Adams family. They may think that this kid is too aggressive, and they may think that he deliberately approached Winnie just for the Adams family.

Now Abel labeled the name of the transferred and given away shares as Winnie.

Abel Adams felt better.

"Thank you. This gift is very good." Abel Adams smiled. Under the power of the great god of the US dollar, he seemed to have a little intimate voice.

"I have heard of you a lot, and I have learned a lot about you later. In terms of investment, all the investors on this planet seem to be as good as you!" Abel Adams praised, thinking that if there was such a person in the Adams family, how relaxed he would be.

"Thank you. I'm glad to be praised by Mr. Adams! But many people are better than me." Abel said calmly.

"Oh? Are there any such people now? Even Buffett, Soros or Peter Lynch. They are not even 1% of your current age." Abel Adams said with a brow.

Staring into Winnie's father's eyes, Abel said: "Not now. It does not mean that there was no in the past, such as... Rockefeller, Kuth Lob, Chicago, Mellon, DuPont, Botutton, Cleveland."

Abel Adams was stunned, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because the names Abel said happened to be the initiator of the Federal Reserve and the owner of the Federal Reserve.

Several of them fell and were replaced by California and Texas.

But the most backbone are still the unyielding overlords.

Abel Adams took a deep breath: "If you have to say that, you are not wrong."

"But..."

He chuckled softly and said, "But you are not bad either! Your investment gaze that seems to be predicting the future has never been possessed by anyone!"

Abel's heart moved.

But nothing unusual was shown.

"I'm just lucky, sometimes lucky, not even believe in myself." Abel said with a smile.

Abel Adams pondered for a moment. He turned his head and glanced at the many young people of the Adams family in the room, looked at Abel again, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "I really want to know what you think of Rockefeller or Morgan."

His question is not only Abel, but also everyone in the living room.

Because he also added: "Everyone can say something, what you think of Morgan or Rockefeller."

The young people in the living room were in a state of turmoil.

A young man who looked about the same age as Abel raised his hand: "Uncle Abel, I think they are blood-sucking worms climbing over America's heads! This is my only opinion of them!"

Abel Adams nodded: "Andrew, many people think like you. Are there anyone else?"

Another young man raised his hand: "Although they are vampires, they are very useful in stabilizing the financial order in the United States! We must look at it accurately and cannot make one-sided judgments!"

"This is a very neutral view," Abel Adams said quietly, "Can anyone else say it?"

"Morgan, one of them, was a descendant of the thief, stealing George Peabody's wealth! Although George Peabody has no descendants, he still has his family!"

"The government should crack down on big consortiums! Especially Morgan and Rockefeller!"

“…………”

Almost all the young people in the living room spoke. Only two people were left, one was Abel and the other was David Adams.

After Abel Adams listened to the speeches of these young men from the Adams family with a smile.

He smiled and said, "All are very good..."

He turned to Abel and David Adams.

"I seem to have told you my opinion long ago..." David Adams whispered in a humble and arrogant manner.

Abel Adams nodded: "That's right. So what I want to know is, can I know what Mr. Sefrosa thinks about consortiums like Morgan and Rockefeller?"

Not only Abel Adams, but everyone in the living room looked at him. Want to know what this young legend of wealth has to say.

Abel smiled softly.

"I don't have any opinion of them." He took a deep breath and stared at Abel Adams without blinking, "Because they just ran a few steps ahead of me. But my speed was dozens or hundreds of times that of theirs!"
Chapter completed!