In North America, "St. Regis" and "Four Seasons" were equally famous.
As the originator of St. Regis, the St. Regis Hotel opened in 1904. The European classical baroque landmark still stood on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan. It was the symbol of luxury hotels in New York. The upper part of the building had complex lines and gorgeous shapes. It exuded the luxury style of the "old world" in its solemnity. It was the darling of the entire Manhattan Island and even the upper class of North America.
At six o 'clock in the evening, people came and went on the red carpet downstairs of the St. Regis Hotel.
Gentlemen in tuxedos, ladies in evening gowns, all of them had courteous smiles on their faces as they were led into the magnificent hall by the attendants. Just from this luxurious corner of Manhattan Fifth Avenue, it was impossible to tell that this place was once close to the front line of the war.
It was no exaggeration to say that the value of this red carpet was far beyond the Oscars carpet. Although the people who walked on this red carpet were not celebrities, the string of zeros behind each person's net worth was enough to make the "big shots" in Hollywood feel ashamed.
It was said that just for that admission ticket, the rich people on the entire Manhattan Island were fighting for it.
For tonight's banquet, the entire hotel had been booked by the wealthy B City Consortium.
For Jiang Chen, who came from afar, the mood of the capitalists on the entire Manhattan Island was quite complicated. Because of the aircraft carrier pushed to the Wall Street Copper Bull, almost everyone suffered heavy losses, and now Celestial Trade took away the Federal Reserve's gold, causing many large companies to ignite a debt crisis, turning them from hunters in the financial market to fish on the chopping board.
Logically speaking, they should hate him to the bone.
But in fact, at this moment, everyone greeted him with a smile, and the smile did not seem to be fake. It was not because their acting was good, but the smile really came from the heart.
There was no other reason.
First of all, Future Bank, which arrived in North America with Celestial Trade, almost became a life-saving straw for many of them. Secondly, the UA needed to be rebuilt after the war, and they all wanted a piece of the cake worth hundreds of billions of dollars.
As for the defeat, it was not enough to be a reason for them to hate him.
Never expect the capitalists to have any moral integrity. They will wave flags and shout for profit, and encourage patriots to charge and break through the enemy lines, but they will not shed a single tear for this country after everything fails.
Standing in the center of the banquet, Jiang Chen raised the goblet in his hand and said softly in a pleasant tone.
"Let us drink to peace."
"Cheers!"
Everyone raised their glasses and drained the red wine in their hands.
After Loki's speech on behalf of the B City Consortium, the melodious symphony played the prelude to the banquet.
The process of the banquet was nothing special. Just like most of the banquets Jiang Chen attended, the first dish was the appetizer soup, followed by the appetizer, followed by the main dish, and finally, the dessert. During the meal, there were almost no people who only cared about eating. Most people were chatting with the people sitting around them.
During the meal, almost no one left the table. Although Jiang Chen could feel that a lot of people were secretly looking at him with fervent eyes, he didn't know what to do.
When the last dessert was removed, the elegant waltz began, and the host of the banquet, Loki, announced the start of the ball. After the host and the guest of honor left, the rest of the people got up. Champagne was placed on the long table, and the lights in the venue were significantly softer.
Just as Jiang Chen expected, a large group of people surrounded him.
"Dear Mr. Jiang Chen, please allow me to introduce myself. I am the president and CEO of Citibank, Mike Colbert, and this is my wife, Phoenix. I send you my sincerest greetings and wish you a pleasant trip to the UA. "
The gray-haired Mike Colbert smiled and shook hands with Jiang Chen. Although his wife was over 40 years old, she looked as young as twenty-five or twenty-six years old. After greeting the couple, a middle-aged man with a big belly greeted them with a smile on his face.
The man in front was the CEO of Citibank, and this man was a shareholder of Chase Bank.
"… Otto Garcia, chairman of Chase Bank, it is my honor to meet you. Please allow me to introduce the lady next to me, Leslie Garcia, my youngest daughter. She is nineteen years old this year and is studying finance at New York University. I plan to wait for her to graduate and let her work at Chase Bank as my assistant. Leslie, say hello to Mr. Jiang Chen … "
She had a face of about seventeen or eighteen years old, a delicate nose, and a full chest. She combined the petite beauty of the East with the tall and straight beauty of the West. She was wearing a pure white off-shoulder dress, and her beautiful collarbone was faintly discernible. The hem of the meticulously tailored dress was curved from high to low, and it was elegant and slightly puffed up, revealing the girl's white and slender legs. The hem of the dress was full of diamonds, twinkling like countless morning dew on a lotus leaf.
Not only was she the top student in the finance department of New York University, but she was also the flower of the department in the eyes of countless people. Not only was her appearance impeccable, but she was also a strong woman who was proficient in financial management. Marrying Miss Leslie Garcia was tantamount to establishing a relationship with one of the most powerful people on Wall Street. Countless boys at New York University were captivated by this goddess.
Just by looking at her appearance, it was hard to imagine that she was the daughter of the man next to her.
"Hello, dear Mr. Jiang Chen." Leslie Garcia's eyes flashed with a charming brilliance. She smiled, lifted the hem of her dress, and said politely. "I don't know if I have the honor to dance with you?"
"Although this proposal is very tempting, please allow me to express my regret. I still have some things to deal with now." Jiang Chen smiled.
Although she was surprised to be rejected, Leslie Garcia was not frustrated. She just smiled politely to express her understanding and then followed her father in the other direction.
Even if they had heard about Jiang Chen's romantic affairs, the people here obviously didn't take it to heart.
In addition to being introduced, there were also a lot of people who offered to sleep with him, but they were all politely rejected by Jiang Chen. Although in principle, this level of banquets wouldn't have socialites, the interest between Wall Street and Hollywood was not small at all.
Take Mike Colbert for example, his current wife used to be a Californian model and the manager of a luxury company. The two also met at a banquet and eventually became husband and wife. By the way, this rich man had been married five times.
Of course, it was a bit too much to seek women at a banquet of this level. One purpose of using the B City Consortium to host this banquet was to rebirth the alliance between B City Consortium and Celestial Trade to the capitalists on Manhattan Island. The other purpose was also very simple. It was to find a "partner" to divide the UA.
Even if the relationship between B City Consortium and Celestial Trade was good, Jiang Chen would not allow it to dominate North America after the war. This would only create a second Morgan and Rockefeller. He didn't want a family to emerge in the future that could compete with him in the Earth Federation Parliament.
Finance, energy, real estate, automobiles, railways, steel, manufacturing, and even movies and the Internet. Monopolizing the wallet of the UA was equivalent to monopolizing the future of the UA. With the appropriate support of political families like Kennedy to occupy seats in Congress and even the Capitol, even if freedom and equality were clearly written in the Constitution, he could easily control the votes in the hands of the UA people.
With the help of Penny, it was not difficult to find out the background of these people.
Coupled with the contact just now, Jiang Chen had already drafted a rough list in his mind.
Although the first impression was a bit one-sided, he believed that his intuition would not be too bad.
After all, as Zhang Yaping said, he did not have the time to slowly train suitable candidates …
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