Manhattan Reborn 1978

The old Malkin family.

After Black Mike parked the car, he first helped David get Polly out of the car.

Seeing that Polly was still a little uncomfortable and confused, David simply hugged her and motioned to Black Mike to call the door.

As a result, there was no one at home. .

At this time, after resting along the way, Polly's dizziness was no longer so strong. She raised her hand and pointed to the door and whispered: "There is a key in the third flowerpot over there."

Black Mike followed her guidance and found the key in the flower pot. With David's somewhat speechless expression, the three of them finally entered the house.

"Um... which floor is your bedroom on? Is it the one on the third floor?" David stood in the living room holding Polly and looked around before asking.

"Yes, it's the one on the third floor. Send me up there."

"ok~!"

"Black Mike, can you help get us a glass of water?"

"Good~!"

After the two finished dividing their work, David carried Polly upstairs.

Black Mike closed the door, found water in the kitchen, poured a glass for each of them, and prepared to go upstairs to deliver it to them.

But when he reached the second floor, he stopped and listened to the quiet third floor. After hesitating for a while, he turned around and went downstairs quietly. .

third floor.

David put Polly on the bed in her bedroom. The coat and shoes he gave her fell off, and he took the thin quilt and rushed over Polly's body.

Then he sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and touched Polly's forehead, looked at her with concern and said, "Don't you really need to see a doctor? Are you feeling better now?"

"No, I... just didn't have a good rest~"

"This is an old problem~it was left over from when I gave birth to my second child!"

"Oh.."

After hearing this, David looked at her silently and nodded: "Then you should have a good rest first, and I'll go see Black Mike!"

"Wait a minute~!"

Polly moved her body, stretched out a hand from the quilt, and grabbed David's right hand.

She half-opened her eyes and opened her mouth, as if she had something to say.

David turned around, looked down at the hand held by Polly, smiled and sat down again, looked at Polly quietly, and asked softly.

"what happened?"

"Do you want me to do something for you?"

"No~!"

With a smile on her lips, Polly let go of David's hand and slowly raised her arm, wanting to touch David's face.

Seeing her action, David smiled and raised his hand to grab Polly's hand. His body paused for a moment, then he leaned forward and leaned in front of Polly's cheek.

The two of them were looking at each other from a distance of more than ten centimeters.

Both of them could feel each other's breathing and the temperature of each other's bodies.

David leaned his head and kissed Polly's face and forehead. The scent of tulips still on his body rushed into Polly's nose.

"Have a good sleep~Promise me not to think too much about anything~!"

"You need to rest now!"

"I..." Polly opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

David smiled and shook his head at her, interrupting her: "We can talk again after you have rested!"

"Okay?"

"Well..." Polly's eyes opened a little wider, and the smile on her face was very cheerful.

"ok~"

When David saw that she agreed, he stood up with a smile, reached out and rearranged the quilt for her.

Then he winked at Polly, waved his hand, turned around and walked out of the bedroom, and slowly came to the first floor.

In the living room on the first floor.

David searched around and couldn't find Black Mike. There were only two glasses of water on the table in the living room, and they were slowly rippling in circles.

He walked to the water glass, picked up a glass and drank it all in one go, then sat down on the chair next to him and let out a long breath.

Upstairs just now, David vaguely felt something was wrong with Polly today!

Moreover, just when he was stopped by Polly, who wanted to say something but didn't. After David chose to sit down again, his feeling became even stronger.

He interrupted Polly's attempt to say something. .

Because he could probably guess what Polly wanted to say at that time. .

David is stupid, but he is not stupid!

He felt that Polly must have had feelings for him. This was very clearly confirmed when David sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Polly at close range.

That. .When did this start? ?

Do not!

It doesn’t matter when it started.

What matters is. .How should David reply, or how should he reject Polly without hurting her?

Ok. . .

David has known Polly since he was a child, and the two of them can be considered to have grown up together.

When David was young, during the hottest month of every year, Malkin Sr. would choose to spare time and take his family to spend the summer vacation at David Sr.'s farm outside the small town of Morrison. Spend a few days together. .

David remembered Polly's secret love, first love, several boyfriends, and all the embarrassing things she had experienced very clearly. . .

For example, one time, Polly, who had just entered high school, followed her family to the farm, and the two families discussed going camping by the Delaware River for two days. .

Little David, who didn't know much about things between men and women at the time, followed the villain Malkin to prank Polly.

The two bad boys took advantage of Polly to go to the woods for a convenience, and quietly approached her with branches. They suddenly jumped out not far from Polly and started yelling, shocking Polly who had just squatted down. Li, she peed directly on her pants. .

Emm. . .

Of course, these two bad boys did not escape justice!

The two of them were punished to tend the bonfire for half the night and feed the mosquitoes for half the night. The next morning, with their heads full of mosquitoes, they said to Polly for half an hour: I'm sorry, we won't do it again. I don’t dare anymore~!

Ok. . .

----

Ten minutes later, David walked out of the old Malkin's house.

He came to the car, glanced at Black Mike in the driver's seat, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, and gave him a disdainful middle finger: "fxxx!"

"Did you already know?"

"What do you know?" Black Mike replied pretending to be stupid, showing his big white teeth.

"Did you know that you were in a daze in the living room on the first floor just now?"

"you..."

David pointed his hand at Black Mike, who was looking mocking, not knowing what to say further. .

"Let's go back to Wildfire~!"

"Good~!"

Black Mike smiled meaningfully and glanced at the third floor of Old Malkin's house before starting the car.

on the way.

David looked at the street scene and people outside the car. He had made the right decision not to go up to the third floor to see Polly in the living room just now!

Because he understands the truth that if a man can't control his belt.

Then, this matter will definitely become a big trouble for David one day in the future!

Call ~

I hope Polly can figure it out!

----

In a building in Manhattan.

This is the FBI headquarters in New York City.

After listening to the report of his men, Baoge Beru asked his men to go out.

He walked to the window and looked out the window at the tall and low buildings in the distance, and was in a daze for a while.

Before leaving New York, he used his power to find out Pine's work schedule.

Bog Beru also booked a ticket for the flight that Pine was going to take to Atlanta, and was going to have a face-to-face talk with Pine on the plane.

The transfer from the FBI to the DEA was a transfer that Bog Beru had been looking forward to for several years.

But when his wish came true, he discovered that many things were not as simple as he imagined.

This includes personal connections, money, power, position, family, etc.

"Florida!"

"Miami!"

Baoge Beru whispered these two names in his mouth, and he couldn't help but want to take out the leaf cigarettes in the cigarette box and light one for himself.

Do not!

He controlled his desire to get the cigarette, used both hands to smash the entire cigarette box into rubbish, and threw it into the trash can not far away.

----

In a bar on Manhattan's 47th Street.

Malkin Sr. was sitting in a separate room with the core members and old guys of the Sidrich family, drinking wine and chatting together.

Several shops around this bar are busy finishing the renovation work.

In this franchise area designated by the Bonini Agreement, there are now very few ordinary households and families.

The street shops, small apartment buildings, residential buildings, company buildings, shops, pharmacies, cafes, bars, hotels, etc. here have all been used by various means by various interested people, gangs, and businessmen who want to invest and speculate. Got it in hand, ready to stock up!

Among those who want to reap the benefits of real estate in the concession area, the ones who eat the most and drink the most are none other than the Sidrich family.

The Sidrich family's basic territory in New York City is most of Manhattan!

This franchise area, with the secret acquiescence and promotion of the police represented by Hardman, and the hard work of the Sidrich family in Bonini's restaurant, has included nearly a quarter of Manhattan.

The Sidrich family has a natural advantage in acquiring real estate in the family's area of ​​influence.

This is unmatched by all other gang bosses!

So, what is the current situation? .

It became the Sidrich family, which used various means to obtain nearly one-third of the real estate property rights in the franchise area.

The value of these property rights will continue to rise in the next few years as this area continues to prosper.

This is a huge deal that has never been done before, with guaranteed profit and no loss!

However, these are not enough!

A few days ago, old Malkin pointed out another way for them to make a fortune.

With the property rights of these houses in their hands, they can arrange for some trustworthy people to form a real estate development company, demolish them all, build taller and larger skyscrapers, and rent them to anyone who needs them.

The house is their own, the land is their own, and the real estate development company is their own.

The Sidrich family only needs to be able to complete various official procedures for real estate development and then lend a start-up capital from the bank, and then they can blatantly use some of the black money accumulated in the family for many years to this real estate development project. Came to use.

of course.

Old Malkin and them never meant to underestimate the FBI or IRS when it came to the operability of this matter!

When developing a skyscraper, the Sidrich family will only spend a small portion of their dirty money on the real estate development project.

They have houses and land, so there is no need to invest all their black money in one or a few development projects in such a conspicuous way.

It is foreseeable that if the Sidrich family can completely follow the old Malkin's idea.

In less than ten years, more than half of the old buildings and apartments in the entire franchise area will be demolished, and large swaths of modern skyscrapers will continue to rise from the ground, leaving this swamp-like area. The area has transformed into a Manhattan district in New York City, the most eye-catching, business card-like modern and prosperous area.

and.

There is also a great benefit for the Sidrich family, which they had never thought of before. If it weren't for the reminder of old Malkin, they, these rough guys who are good at killing and setting fire, really wouldn't have realized it. .

By the time this area is filled with buildings, the Sidrich family's subsequent operations that can continue to make money have just begun to get on track.

Old Malkin's idea for the family was simple.

That is to monopolize the building material supply business, decoration business, property maintenance and security work of all buildings in this area, and even in New York City.

Then they will make a commitment to all tenants within their property rights. If they are not satisfied with the decoration in any way, as long as the rent is in place, they can come directly to Sidrich.

Sidrich will resolve their dissatisfaction in the shortest possible time and redecorate it according to their wishes until the tenants are satisfied!

decoration!

Constantly renovating and decorating!

It is the big gold mine that old Malkin created for the Sidrich family, which can continue the family's financial resources for the next ten or twenty years!

The biggest difference between decoration and real estate development is that real estate development is a one-time business and transaction in a short period of time.

As for decoration, it is a business and transaction that can be continuously changed according to the requirements of each resident.

The Sidrich family can continuously bring some of their own black money or private goods into every renovation project and purchase of building materials, so that they can be completely laundered and flowed into the family's bank account.

In the future, after all their black money has been laundered, they can also take on the business needs of other gangs or individuals for decoration and money laundering.

They can even outsource the entire decoration company's business, or the material procurement business, as a middleman, and only earn a part of the commission income, allowing them to make a lot of money!

Um. .

In fact, there are a lot of details and truths here that you can dig deeper to make the entire family's decoration business and service system more complete, more real, and more acceptable and satisfactory.

Here, old Malkin told only these cousins ​​of his a very common case.

Materials needed for decoration!

There are a lot of sayings and doctrines here.

When it comes to building a building, no matter how much money is spent, it cannot exceed the budget by much.

However, if you want to decorate it. .

That's money spent. .But I can’t explain it clearly~

It can be spent as much as you want!

For example, all the sand used in the entire decoration process needs to be finely screened white sand from the beach near Brest in western France. .

For example, during the decoration process, the marble used must be a kind of marble with a special pattern produced only in Greece.

For another example, during the decoration process, all the wood used needs to be perennial and selected wood from the Nile River in Egypt.

what?

You said Egypt doesn’t export this kind of wood at all?

nonsense!

That’s because you didn’t give enough money!

If you equate the price of these woods with the price of gold, no matter whether Egypt exports this kind of wood, there will always be someone who can send you the absolutely faithful and selected wood produced in Egypt along the Nile River. !

hehe~

"Money, sometimes, can buy off the devil!"

Old Malkin's words made his cousins ​​deeply agree with this!

"What you said is so damn right!"

"We can spend $1000 million to build a skyscraper, and then spend $3000 million to renovate it into the most luxurious building in the world."

"In this way, whoever comes, won't be able to say anything, hahaha~"

“We just have money and we are willing to waste it~”

“We just like this feeling of decorating our own home with various materials collected from all over the world~”

"Hahaha~"

What this old Malkin cousin said made everyone present laugh.

And just when their family was getting together and talking happily.

At the door of the bar, Mario Puzo was sitting here waiting, holding a glass of wine and looking out at the street from the window, trying not to hear the conversations and laughter of the Sidrich family.

After more than half an hour.

Old Malkin happily poured himself another glass of gin, walked to the door of the room, opened the door, glanced at Mario Puzo sitting far away, and turned to everyone.

"I have made it clear to you about the filming of the movie!"

"If you still have any questions, Mario is here. You can ask him face to face."

His cousins ​​looked at each other, nodded and waved Mario over, and asked him: "The movie you are talking about is based on your "The Godfather" novel. Adapted?”

"In this novel, the Sicily mentioned..."

"What director Coppola are you talking about? He can really put everything in this movie..."

"How do you plan to come to the era in the movie..."

Mario Puzo, the author of the novel "The Godfather", listened carefully to the questions raised by the elder Malkin's cousins.

After every question he raised, he would think about it carefully before giving his own answer.

"In this "The Godfather" movie, there will be no plot to slander Italians or Sicily. I am also Italian, and there is no way I would do that kind of thing."

"Coppola is a great director. I believe he will make this movie a classic based on the novel I wrote!"

“The time when the characters appear in the movie will be completely faithful to the settings in the novel, and there will be no reflections, hints, ironies, etc.!”

. . .

Almost 10 minutes later.

No problem for everyone.

They all looked at each other, nodded, and also nodded to old Malkin.

Old Malkin smiled and raised his glass, signaled to everyone, then led Mario out of the room, came to a corner and sat down.

"Mario, our family has no problem now~"

"I will say hello to the remaining gang bosses so that you and them can have a chance to talk calmly."

"As for the outcome... it all depends on the eloquence and ability of you and Director Coppola!"

"Okay! Thank you! Thank you!"

Mario Puzo smiled and nodded to Malkin Sr.

He really didn't expect that with the help of old Malkin, the Sidrich family, the most difficult to deal with in New York, would be solved so easily. .

Have a glass of wine, sit for a while, and be done with it?

Is it that simple?

No~!

He already owed this favor!

In the New York City where he lives now, there are no five major gang families in history, let alone the "Godfather" Vito Corleone.

The Sidrich family is much more powerful and real than the five major gangster families written in his book.

Unite!

It is the Sidrich family, the most powerful weapon that can stand in the most prosperous Manhattan district of New York City all year round!

And the old Malkin sitting in front of him was one of the most dazzling figures in the Sidrich family's run in New York for decades.

Sometimes, Mario even imagined that if the old Malkin was not born into the Sidrich family, but was born into an ordinary worker or middle-class family, he would definitely become a big shot in New York City.

. . .

After Mario Puzo thanked Old Malkin, he lowered his head and glanced at his watch. In Old Malkin's smiling eyes, he said: "I may leave New York in a few days and go to Los Angeles and Paramount Pictures. Let’s meet and talk about the shooting.”

"Before I leave, I was wondering if I could pay you and Sena another visit?"

"Haha~ Yes~ No problem, we welcome you at any time!"

"Okay, then I'll... leave first? ~ Coppola is still waiting for news from me."

"Um.."

Old Malkin smiled and nodded, watching Mario get up and leave.

Just as Mario opened the door and walked out, he heard a voice.

"Wait a minute~!"

Mario looked back, closed the door and walked back.

"What? What's the matter? Do you need me?"

Old Malkin tilted his head with a smile, glanced at the room not far away, and asked Mario: "When you said you were going to meet with Paramount Company, were you looking for investment?"

"Um...forget it...right~!"

"Paramount has already planned to shoot this movie, but due to various reasons, it has been delayed until today."

"Oh~"

"So if you are shooting a movie, have you made a budget? Have you calculated how much money it will cost?"

"Yes! I have talked with Coppola about this. If this movie is to be shot in New York, the entire budget may exceed 600 million dollars."

"These are the figures that we did not include inviting some big-name actors to participate."

"More than 600 million? Then...how much more will it be?"

"Um...well...I don't know~"

Old Malkin's question immediately asked about Mario's knowledge blind spot, and he could only smile bitterly, shrug, and answer truthfully. .

How could he possibly know how much more it would exceed?

Even this figure of 600 million dollars is still the minimum shooting budget figure that Coppola yelled out when he was drunk.

"Um..."

"Then you and Coppola should both come to my house before you leave New York. We can talk about investing in this movie."

"What?" Mario looked at Old Malkin with a surprised expression, then seemed to think of something in an instant, and turned to look at the room not far away.

"Haha~ Don't worry, this is just an investment by myself and Da Company, and has nothing to do with the family!"

"Um..Okay~Okay!"

"Thank you!~"

Mario nodded to Old Malkin again with a grateful face.

"Haha~ It doesn't matter~ I thought that if you and Coppola could bring an investment to meet the people at Paramount in New York, they would definitely give you some help, right?"

"Yes, right! Haha~"

The two old men hugged each other amidst the laughter, talked and laughed for a few words, and said goodbye to each other.

Outside the bar.

Mario walked to his car, looked back at the bar he had just walked out of, and took a deep breath to calm down.

Bring capital. .Join the group?

should. .It can't be that simple, right?

He opened the door, sat in the driver's seat, started the car, and was ready to talk to Coppola about today's gains.

Maybe Coppola can give him an answer. .

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Wildfire Bar.

When David and Black Mike pushed open the door and walked in, the layout and furnishings had been restored to their original positions.

In the bar.

Old Rhett is sorting and counting the liquor inventory with Jin Ji, preparing for today's opening.

"Hey, Jin Ji~ give me a glass of juice~"

"Okay~" Jin Ji smiled and handed him a glass of orange juice. .

Old Rhett put down the book in his hand, lowered his head slightly, and looked at David with a smile over his reading glasses: "We have heard that the plan is going well?"

"Yeah~ You really should go there and see that scene~ I guess when you see the TV news, you will regret not being there in person! Haha~"

David raised his neck, drained the juice, patted the bar, and started bragging to the two about today's actions on Wall Street.

"Haha~ I can't enjoy the things you young people have..."

"Hahaha~ Old Red, you don't seem to be someone willing to accept old age~!"

"Tsk~ I just didn't say it~!"

"What? Do you still get up seven or eight times every night?"

"fxxx!"

"You bastard, how come you are now the big boss and you still don't keep your mouth shut?"

Old Rhett pretended to be angry and threw a rag at hand towards David.

David dodged the rag, winked at Black Mike and Jin Ji proudly, and continued with a smile: "Look, I was right, right? You are now..."

"Okay~ Are you okay? If nothing happens, get out of here~!"

"Haha~ It's okay~ I'm going back to sleep~! Haha~"

"Then why don't you get out of here right away?"

"Haha~that..."

David said, stood up, looked around the empty bar, and asked, "Where's Susan? Didn't she come back?"

Jin Ji looked at David with a smile on her face and said, "She was here just now and said she was too tired, so she went back to rest first!"

"Um...Have you gone back yet? Okay~"

"I'm going back to catch up on my sleep first. You guys should be busy first~"

"ok~"

With that said, David greeted Black Mike, and the two of them walked outside the bar.

Just as they walked to the door, a middle-aged man pushed open the door of the bar, walked in, and met the two of them face to face.

David thought he was coming to the bar to drink, so he ignored him and continued walking forward.

But just as they passed each other, the middle-aged man greeted him with a smile: "Hello ~ Mr. David Coleman!"

amount. .

David stopped with some doubts, looked the middle-aged man up and down, and said, "Hello, don't be so polite, just call me... David!"

Seeing the confused expression on David's face, Mr. Parker took a step back in a gentlemanly manner, quickly adjusted his clothes, and bowed slightly.

"Okay David~!"

"My name is Odis Parker!"

"I came here this time just to get acquainted with you!"

"Otis Parker?"

"Why are you looking for me?"

"If it's convenient, can we sit down and have a drink and chat?"

"Um..Okay~"

David raised his hand and scratched his head, glanced at the empty bar, and led him to a table to sit down.