Manhattan Reborn 1978

French restaurant.

The waiter brought desserts and after-dinner drinks to David and the others.

For the women, there are some snacks and fruit slices specially made by the chef.

The men all ordered coffee or tea according to their own preferences.

David and Guy did not continue talking about the more detailed issues of establishing a data research center.

These matters will be followed up by follow-up staff.

On David's side, he wants to let Ben Whitcott, the eldest brother of the three brothers who collide with each other, be responsible for the daily management of the data center. Together with Professor Nash who works with him, this combination should be able to complete David's mission. Data center development plans in recent years.

He and Guy talked again about recruiting Princeton graduates.

David made it clear to Guy that in the early stages of establishment and development of the data center, there will be a massive amount of information data, which requires staff to enter the database, establish data classification, etc.

This job may be very boring. He wonders whether these proud Princeton University graduates can accept sitting in the office drinking coffee every day and willingly becoming the number one code farmer for data entry in the data center. .

Guy expressed his understanding of these concerns: "The data center provides them with a job choice, an opportunity to solve the problem of unemployment after graduation!"

Guy picked up a cup of coffee, took a sip and said, "David, are you very optimistic about the development of computer technology?"

"Of course ~ in the future, it will be the most important new technology that changes the world's information landscape."

David said to Guy firmly.

Guy smiled, put down the coffee cup, wiped his hands with a napkin and said, "Then we will not only provide them with a job and opportunities, but also open a new door to the world for them."

"People like them, in the data center, can use the most advanced computers of this era, have access to the most cutting-edge financial and technological development information data, and add more accumulation and practice to their lives."

"David, I have an idea that I want to discuss with you!"

"You said~"

"I want Princeton University to reach an agreement with the Data Research Center to allow every graduating class of college students to come to the Data Center for at least three months of work internship."

"In this way, they can be exposed to the world outside the university, allowing them to recognize the changes that their knowledge can bring to their lives; it can allow them to choose their future work direction and add an option with potential ; It can also allow the data center to have a steady stream of new employees to help it grow more quickly."

"What a great idea, haha! No problem!"

"For specific implementation, we can put it on the agenda after the data center transformation is completed."

Following Guy's suggestion, David made the plan more complete: "Our data center will be a semi-commercial service-oriented research institution in the future."

"In its early stages of development, it will require a lot of talents of all types to help it grow quickly."

"If any of these graduates are unwilling to sit in the office and enter information on the computer, we can arrange other jobs for them, just like providing more inspiration for our software development, and providing the software we develop with the Those companies on Wall Street are discussing business cooperation and making overall planning and business communication for the future launch of information services in our data center."

Guy smiled and nodded: "Yes~ Among these children, many of them are always unable to sit on the bench and want to go outside and take a look. Haha~"

"Then let's give them a chance to find a job they really like and love during this short internship period."

Guy shook his head slightly and said: "I hope they can recognize the reality more and solve the problem of having a full stomach first before talking about their ideals and personal hobbies~"

David fully agreed with this. He said with some curiosity: "I heard from Martin that graduates in recent years... have a hard time finding their ideal job."

"That's right." The smile on Guy's face began to slowly disappear.

"Do you know what I'm going to do at the University of Southern California in California this time?"

"do not know.."

"Haha~ We are going to a meeting... No, we are going to a grievance meeting..."

"Um...you mean...?"

"Yeah~ It's just what you imagined."

"Now universities across the United States are facing the problem of graduates becoming unemployed after graduation."

“During this meeting, I learned a number that shocked me.”

“With the first oil crisis a few years ago and union organizing running amok.”

“A large number of American companies, enterprises, and factories have chosen to move away from the United States and relocated their enterprises, companies, and factories to other countries outside the United States in order to reduce their survival and operating costs, lower product prices, and strengthen the market. Competitiveness."

Guy glanced at Giles and Blumer and continued: "Since last year, corporate mergers and acquisitions on Wall Street have reached their highest peak in history."

"In recent years, the number of large, medium and small companies and enterprises that can be counted in the United States has dropped from more than 13 to more than 7, a direct reduction of more than half!"

"Here, every merger and reorganization will be accompanied by streamlining and layoffs."

"A large number of people who originally had relatively stable jobs, after being laid off, took to the streets wearing neat suits, carrying briefcases, and resumes, looking for a job that can support their families."

Guy paused, raised his head slightly, and continued.

"We, the presidents and leaders of various universities, got a piece of statistics on the first day of the meeting."

"The unemployment rate for college graduates in the past five years has reached 64% in the second quarter of this year!"

"Do you know what this means, David?"

"This means that there are more than 100 million college graduates in the United States every year, and in five years, there will be nearly 800 million college graduates."

"Out of 100 of them, 64 cannot find a job at all and cannot rely on the knowledge they learned in college to survive. They can only choose to compete with low-income people for jobs to survive."

"The vast majority of them still have student loans to complete college."

"Now, they are all unemployed and without jobs."

"I have absolutely no idea whether they will..."

David and several others who heard Guy's words fell silent.

The U.S. economy is declining year by year, economic growth has stagnated, and the inflation rate is rising rapidly. At this time, those unscrupulous capitalists have chosen to jump out and wield sickles to harvest leeks. .

The number of enterprises, company mergers and bankruptcies that have been cut in half has given these capitalists the most delicious and long-awaited delicacy.

financial crisis. .It’s a feast for the capitalists. .ha?

Guy took a few deep breaths, picked up the coffee and gestured to everyone: "Sorry! I...should have said something happier."

David shook his head, adjusted his sitting posture, hesitated and said, "Did you find a way to save yourself in this meeting?"

"Self-rescue? Haha~ This word is really...appropriate!"

Guy shook his head and smiled helplessly: "What can we do?"

"If the graduating high school students find that after spending several years and a lot of money to get a college diploma, they are unable to find a suitable job and cannot pay for their student loans..."

"It's even possible that if you can't put down your dignity and grab some low-income jobs, you will face the embarrassing situation of not being able to put food on the table."

"Then...how will they choose?"

"Will they still choose to go to college and get this diploma?"

"Still...will they learn some more practical skills and find themselves a job that can provide them with a living, so that their lives will be less...difficult?"

David frowned and asked, "What is your university's enrollment rate this year? Has it dropped a lot?"

"Hehe~"

Guy's smile changed from helpless to a little bitter: "It's not that it's dropped a lot, it's been cut in half!"

"Just like the number of damn enterprises and companies in the United States, they have been cut in half!"

“Not just our Princeton University, but when we met this time, the enrollment rate of almost all universities was cut in half.”

"There are also private universities in some states where enrollment rates have dropped to historical lows..."

"That's why I say that the word self-help is very appropriate for us university presidents and people in charge!"

"David, do you... know what my main job has been in recent years?"

"Um... solve the employment problem of students?"

"Haha~ Yes~ My main job in the past two years has been to travel around various cities across the United States, trying to find various ways to solve the employment problems of graduates."

Guy hesitated for a moment, turned his head and glanced at the people who were paying attention to him, and whispered: "And... to raise donations for Princeton University."

David's eyes widened. .

President of Princeton University!

Such a person with status, status and reputation. .Do you have to go around looking for people to beg for help?

This. . .

Alicia, who had some understanding of the difficulties that President Guy Luther said the university was facing, glanced at her husband, thought about it, and spoke to David.

"Under normal circumstances, there will be some turnover and departure of some teachers and students in the university every year."

"But in the past two years, the number of freshmen in the university has been decreasing year by year, and few teachers in the university have chosen to leave."

"If President Luther said that Princeton University's enrollment rate would drop by half this year..."

Guy’s interface: “The foundation of a university’s existence is its students.”

"If we cannot solve the employment problem of current graduates, before the economic situation in the United States improves in the future, we may choose to let some teachers leave~"

Having said this, Guy looked at Nash and Alicia.

Professor Nash and his wife didn't speak. They didn't know how to pick up the topic.

David frowned and thought for a while.

If high school graduates and their parents feel that there is no way to make money in college and it is better to learn a practical skill, the enrollment rate of colleges will become lower and lower, there will be fewer and fewer new students, and tuition income will drop to a historical low. At this point, in the end the university cannot afford the surplus of education team personnel and falls into a vicious cycle. .

Speaking of educational resources in the United States, taking the Ivy League as an example, they are world-class!

Of course, the educational resources of these private universities are top-notch, as are their prices and tuition fees. .

An ordinary middle-class American family simply cannot afford the full tuition of a Harvard student. This is what Miranla has to face first after receiving a scholarship from Columbia University, but because her family has no money for her to study. .Real survival issues.

Knowledge, in a free country like the United States, has never been a cheap commodity.

Um. .

David picked up the coffee cup and asked Guy with some confusion: "Didn't you come up with a solution during this meeting in California?"

"Of course there are some ways~"

"According to one's own circumstances, we can reduce expenditures and budgets, increase students' social practice courses, increase the establishment of scientific research projects within universities, apply for more research funds from the government, etc., but these cannot solve the fundamental problem."

"So... what about Princeton University's donations in recent years?"

Guy smiled bitterly: "The year before last it was 700 million yuan, last year it was 430 million yuan, and this year it was... 110 million yuan..."

amount. .

Everyone was speechless. .

It is already October. According to Guy, even by December, the amount of donations this year may not exceed 200 million yuan. .

Princeton University, no matter how small it is, is a top private university with thousands of teachers and students.

Its overall annual spending figure, Gay did not say.

However, everyone can imagine that only 200 million yuan plus students' tuition fees should not be enough for Princeton University's annual daily expenses, let alone research funds, salary increases, etc. for professors and tutors.

"Your university should have a lot of real estate, right? Can't you mortgage it?"

"It's been mortgaged~"

"What about the money?"

"Our university has a special management fund responsible for investment in this area."

"Then... Given the difficulties you are facing now, can't you use part of the fund for emergency response?"

“It’s okay to spend a small amount of funds for emergencies, but it still won’t solve the fundamental problem~”

"Besides, if I didn't come up with a way to increase revenue, it's impossible for the school board to agree to allocate a large amount of funds for emergencies!"

David narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Principal Guy Luther.

He just thought of a solution that could solve the problem of Princeton University's lack of students and the problem of funding shortage.

only. .

He was not sure whether this method would be effective.

After hesitating for a short while, David finally decided to speak out: "Guy, I have thought of a way to solve the student and funding problems faced by your university in the short term."

"Oh? In what way?"

"International students!"

"this.."

Guy was silent for a moment and said with a wry smile: "We also thought of this method, but..."

David turned his gaze to Alicia with some confusion.

She shrugged, glanced at her mouth and said, "The school board has set up an admissions committee."

"Those people on the admissions committee...are all old-fashioned guys who attach great importance to legacy admissions..."

"Heritage admission? You mean..."

"Yes, descendants of alumni families, children of alumni, children of faculty and staff, or relatives will be given priority in admission to the university."

David looked at Guy with a somewhat constipated expression on his face, dumbfounded.

"You are the principal~ If you want to recruit more international students, do you still need the approval of the admissions committee?"

"...Need..." Guy spread his hands and said what he least wanted to mention. .Answer.

Emmm. . .

David started scratching his head again. .

"Guy, do you have a high proportion of international students at your university who are from Taiwan?"

"Island?"

"Yes~"

"The ratio is not high. I remember that in recent years, the number seems to be less than 100 people."

"Why not recruit more?"

Guy waved his hands helplessly: "The school board and admissions committee disagree!"

"fxxx!" David couldn't hold it back and cursed directly.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw him swearing directly.

Guy also laughed and said cheerfully: "That's right~ When they tried to stop me, I answered them the same way~ Haha~"

Seeing that everyone was happy, David also laughed and said: "Then you don't recruit these students to the United States. You can open the school to the country where the most international students apply~"

"Um...you mean...open a branch?"

Guy Luther suddenly became energetic. He looked at David with surprise in his eyes, wanting to hear what he could say.

David thought of the island country he just mentioned, and a smile appeared on his lips: "No~ what I want to say is not to open a branch school."

"The economic situation in the United States has been declining in recent years, but the island country across the Pacific Ocean, after years of development, has completely exceeded the average income level of Americans."

"As long as you can persuade some teachers in the school to open a preparatory course in the island country, your student source and funding problems will be... solved?"

"Preparatory course? You mean... after graduating from the high school students in the island country, they can first study in our preparatory course, and then..."

"Then you can selectively send them to study at Princeton University in the United States based on their academic performance!"

"Hi~this..."

Guy understood this from David. .Some crooked tricks that find new ways. .

Preparatory classes are nothing new.

International students from any country who want to apply to study at an American university must first pass a language barrier, English!

Take students from island countries as an example. If their English proficiency cannot pass the test, it will be completely meaningless for them to study in the United States. .

I don’t understand~

It's like a chicken talking to a duck, but it's a waste of time to learn~

However, what if this Princeton University preparatory class were opened directly to the mainland of the island country? .

seem. .Maybe. .feasible?

Guy frowned and began to think about the feasibility of David's idea.

Seeing that he was still hesitant, David continued: "With your alumni connections, it shouldn't be difficult to facilitate this matter."

"You might think that the most difficult thing is the old school board of directors and the admissions committee, right?"

Guy nodded helplessly.

David was delighted: "I didn't say that if those students take this preparatory class at your university, they will definitely be able to study at Princeton University in the United States!"

"You can relax the enrollment numbers and conditions for preparatory classes appropriately and recruit more students."

"As for the number of international students your university admits each year...it doesn't matter what you say. Why do you care about it?"

"As long as you collect enough tuition for this preparatory class, isn't it all over?"

amount. .

Everyone was shocked by David's somewhat shameless remarks~

Giles and Bloomer looked at each other, and finally Giles couldn't help but said: "You mean... let these high school graduates study in the preparatory classes at Princeton University. By the end, they may even be in the United States." .can not come?"

David shrugged with a smile: "No, no, no~ Giles, you are wrong!"

"When enrolling students in preparatory classes, this item can be clearly written in the admissions brochure."

"Even if they attended the preparatory class and were not able to study at Princeton University in the United States, it is because they did not work hard enough and were not good enough. It has nothing to do with our preparatory class!"

“The teachers we sent are world-class and their knowledge is genuine!”

"Even if they can't come to the United States, they still learn some knowledge under the guidance of world-class instructors, and they also learn English by the way."

“Isn’t this a huge opportunity for students who may never be able to come to the United States to study in their lifetime?”

"Besides, the study time of this preparatory class can be set within one year and divided into two periods."

"At the end of the last semester, take an exam. If you fail, you can pay double the tuition to take the exam in the next semester."

"When the exams are held next semester, if you can get outstanding students, you will be eligible to apply to study at Princeton University in the United States."

"Guy, the initiative to apply for qualifications will be in your hands when the time comes."

"If you think this group of students are excellent, you can go to the school board and admissions committee and ask them to come forward and evaluate them."

"As for what happens next...who you choose or not, it has nothing to do with you at all, does it?"

"this.."

Everyone started to look at each other and looked at Principal Guy Luther who had been thinking silently.

David added another fuel to his anger and said, "Guy, as the principal, you always have to choose between dignity and poverty!"

"If you can think of a better way, you can pretend that I didn't say anything about it~"

The smile on Guy's face became even more bitter.

He shook his head slowly and said: "This matter has nothing to do with my face, it..."

"If it has nothing to do with your own face, then it has to do with Princeton University's face?"

"..Hmm~"

David's smile became a little evil. He raised his hand and rubbed his chin and said, "Guy, what if...I tell this idea to the university presidents and people in charge who are almost unable to support...will they? To do this?"

"will~"

Guy's eyes became sharp.

"Not only will they open preparatory classes, they may also come up with more new tricks to earn a lot of tuition!"

"Isn't this the end of it? If you don't do it, someone will always do it."

"At that time, people will be able to drink red wine and eat French food while others earn money, but you will only be able to eat cold, hard black bread at home..."

Guy sat up straight and stared at David without speaking.

This guy spoke a little too directly. .He didn't seem to hide his feelings for the island country at all. .view?

If David's plan is completely followed, this preparatory class will be a beautiful trap placed in front of the islanders. .

One year of preparatory class?

Choose one of ten or even dozens of people to approve his application and let him study at Princeton University in the United States?

What's wrong with this if it's not a trick?

David is right, knowledge is real~

But for students like them, time is also extremely precious. .

One year, two semesters, one semester and two semesters. After finishing the studies, everything was in vain, and I also had to pay a sky-high tuition fee. .

Guy is worried!

I am worried about the tutors who go to island countries to offer preparatory classes. .Will he be beaten to death by angry parents of students? .

----

Florida.

City of Miami.

Bao Ge Beru walked out of a bar, shook hands with Cohen and Jackal who came out behind him, and said, "I will inform you when the time is determined!"

"ok~"

Cohen nodded with a smile, and together with Jackal, watched Bog Belu's car disappear into the street.

Jackal took out a cigarette, lit one, blew out a puff of smoke and said, "You... believe them?"

"Haha~~ It doesn't matter~ He has a gun, and so do we!"

"But he is the FBI and DEA! We are just members of the DA security company..."

Cohen reached out and took the cigarette from Jackal's hand, took a puff and said disdainfully: "This is Miami where a kid can take an Uzi out of his pocket and beat someone to death~"

"This Bog Beru's idea is a bit too naive!"

"So... do you have a plan?"

"No~ I just have some ideas~!"

Seeing that Cohen was unwilling to say anything, Jackal thought for a while and then said: "During the time we were in Miami, I didn't see you contacting New York."

"You...do you want to tell David the situation here before we take action?"

Cohen was silent.

He was smoking a cigarette, pacing back and forth slowly, shaking his head and saying: "For the time being... no need for that~"

"When I think about it, I will contact him!"

Seeing his appearance, the jackal nodded helplessly: "Okay~ As long as you know what you are doing!"

"I.."

"fxxx!"

"Of course I fucking know what I'm doing!"

Jackal curled his lips, glanced at Rambo who came out of the bar, and signaled to him: "Let's go, let's go back~"

Rambo, who was wearing a floral shirt and board shorts, glanced at Cohen and followed the jackal with a smile.

street.

Cohen unbuttoned his floral shirt, hoping that the evening breeze would blow away the pressure on his heart. .

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new York.

Bronx.

Xinni was sitting in his lover's house, drinking whiskey comfortably.

And his lover. .I'm washing myself in the bathroom.

"Ring~Ring~"

A phone call interrupted his rare mood tonight.

Xinni looked at the phone that kept ringing, picked it up helplessly and answered: "Hello~"

"Boss?"

"It's me~ If you have something to say, please tell me~"

"I just received news that a group of Mexicans came to Brooklyn!"

"Then?"

"It is said that they brought a large amount of cocaine coming in from Mexico."

"Um.."

Xinni frowned.

The price of cocaine on the New York market has tripled from last month!

This group of Mexicans are now bringing goods to New York, obviously hoping to make a lot of money.

"They came to New York with the goods. Who were they trading with?"

"Well...it seems like no one has been in contact with them ~ at least we haven't received any news or found anything yet..."

"Then continue to send more people to keep an eye on them! Let me know when you have any news!"

"Okay, boss~"

Putting down the phone, Xinni began to figure out, who would take action to get this batch of goods?