Reborn Wealth America

In Europe, there is an old legend: It is said that angels came to the mortal world, lived in a beautiful valley, and paved it with endless flowers and forests, inlaid with silver glittering pearls, and said: "From From now on, people will come close to you, praise you, and fall in love with you!"

This valley is the Alps.

In spring, there are flowers, forests, lakes and snow on the mountains all year round, and the silver light is the most dazzling. The Alps, the dream snow town of Europeans, have the crystal white snow and ice, and the extremely clean blue sky and clouds. The pure and sacred Alps have attracted many people to come here without any hesitation.

For Europeans, the Alps have a magical attraction.Now these people around Abel, they are the most traditional old Europe.

In fact.

Although Europeans and Americans have almost the same language, immigrants from all European countries can be found in the United States.And in the past few decades, there seems to be the same in the demands for international interests.

But the contradiction between the two.

Naturally, it also exists.

Father and son and brothers will have grievances. Old Europe and the United States are at best cousins ​​with blood. Of course there will be conflicts and grievances.

at this point.

Not only Abel knew it, but the old Europeans around Abel also knew it.

Stayed on the plane for several hours.

It may be two hours or three hours.The plane has left the borders of France and entered the borders of the legendary permanent neutral country, Switzerland.

During the process, the one who communicated most with Abel was Prince Henry.The sixth heir to the British subjugation, he was driving the plane while chatting with Abel.

The danger of flying an airplane is far less dangerous than driving a car on the road.After all, the sky will always be countless times wider than the road, and the planes flying in the sky will always be countless times smaller than the cars on the ground.

Since it's small talk, of course I won't talk about the meaningful ones.What we talked about was only some interesting things between each other, which enhanced the relationship between two people.

Then the plane began to land.

The landing place was in a wide and flat place in Switzerland. When landing, Abel looked through the porthole of the plane that could see the ground and found a wide valley below.

It is the twelfth lunar month of winter.

Even if it is a fairly wide river on the edge of the valley, it has been frozen under the power of the bank of nature, and the snow is flying...

under these circumstances.

The plane was dangerous, but it landed smoothly.

Before getting off the plane.

Prince Henry got up from the driving position and walked with Abel and said: "So at the end of each year, we often have such a gathering between us. Usually we initiate and invite those who are in the same identity as us. Relatives, in Africa, in the Alps, in Scandinavia, in the North Sea, even in the Arctic..."

Abel raised his eyebrows.

All this place is not the territory of Old Europe, and it is the territory of Old Europe with the greatest influence.The latter ones are all left out in Europe.The first place the prince just said was Africa.

In fact, just as America is the back garden of old America, Africa can also be said to be the back garden of Europe.It's just that unlike the old American back garden, this back garden in Europe has been coveted too much.

Let alone the greedy and inadequate old beauty, the scary red country that has risen so fast is willing to work hard for Africa in an era of poverty and whiteness.In this back garden, in addition to the old beauty who has always wanted to intervene, there is an extra rabbit strolling in the courtyard.

"Is this a tradition among the royal family?" Abel asked deliberately.

The prince smiled softly: "It's hard to say that the tradition is not traditional. But generally in order to avoid the media croaking and saying that we are extravagant. Such gatherings are often not reported. This time in the small town of Annecy, it was Aspen The caravan of the Princess of Turias accidentally exposed its whereabouts and attracted the attention of the paparazzi..."

"We had to take some special measures and transfer the venue by the way."

"Prince of Asturias?" Taylor Swift asked curiously, "Is there such a country? I haven't heard of it much."

Prince Henry smiled gently: "Oh, this is a special title in the Bullfighting Kingdom. As long as it is the first female heir, the Bullfighting Kingdom will be called the Prince of Asturias."

"Wow!" Taylor Swift said to the surprised person, "female first heir. It means the crown prince? I remember, the princess. He seems to be a teenager this year, 13 or 14 years old? Really? Young, she became a prince at such a young age. Her ability to reincarnate is really strong!"

"I'm good at reincarnation!" Prince Henry laughed mockingly.

Taylor Swift quickly explained: "His Royal Highness, I didn't mean that. I just wanted to say that she might be too young..."

"I'm very young too!" Abel deliberately said next to him, "His Royal Highness is only four or five years older than the princess you mentioned. My dear, I am only 20 years old. According to the laws of many states in the Federation, I even Can't drink in the bar yet."

Tyler stopped speaking, and gave Abel a blank look, pouting and sulking.

Prince Henry said: "Yeah, it's hard to imagine. Abel, you are only 20 years old. Think about what I was doing when I was 20? It's okay not to think about it, and even think I might be a waste."

"Haha." Abel shrugged, "Henry. You should think this way. There may be few in human history that can be compared to me at the age of 20. Maybe you can feel better in your heart when you think about it like this."

Prince Henry gave a wry smile and nodded, "That seems to be correct. Thank you, my heart feels better!"

Abel shrugged again.

Prince Henry smiled, a gentleman stopped, and stretched out his hand: "Please, you can get off the plane. The most elite 20-year-old man ever has, and the beautiful Miss Swift..."

Abel was amused by him.

The sixth heir to the British Kingdom, when he was seen in the newspapers and on the news, he looked friendly but serious.

Unexpectedly, there is a little bit of teasing in reality, which is in line with Abel's appetite.It gives him the feeling of friends who communicate equally, so far there are not many.

Except when he went to the yacht for the first time, Peter Ke, the king of X-Mas in Northern California, seemed to be only Henry.

David Adams and John Mellon don't count.Although these two are also close peers, they can also be regarded as friends.But it's more about the relationship between superiors or business partners.

Unlike His Royal Highness and Peter K.

Abel patted Henry on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It is an honor for you to be friends with the most elite 20-year-old genius in human history, His Royal Highness the Great Prince of Britain."

"I'm honored!" Henry exaggeratedly said, "Elite, let's go down. It's ice and snow, don't let other princes and princesses wait too long! Although the princes are probably okay, they are not so delicate. There are some princesses, their bodies may not be able to stand the wind and snow like this. Please have some pity and pity."

"Ok!"