Manhattan Reborn 1978

Florida.

City of Miami.

a new day.

In a hotel a dozen blocks from Miami International Airport.

Cohen and Jackal packed their luggage and prepared to take a flight back to New York at around ten o'clock.

At the door, Rambo was leaning against the door with his packed backpack, smiling: "Are we going to the airport to buy some gifts?"

"Ha~ Who do you want to buy it for? The guys at the training base?"

"...Yep~what else?"

"Forget it Rambo~ As long as we can all go back safely, it will be the best gift for them!"

Rambo tilted his lips and smiled: "Okay~ Maybe God also knows that we are leaving. It's a rare good weather outside today~"

"Yeah~ The rainy season in Miami has finally passed." Behind Rambo, a person complained.

Rambo turned around and frowned for a moment: "Bog Beru? How did you find this place?"

Cohen was in the room, zipping up his bag: "I asked him to come!"

"What?" Jackal also had a puzzled expression.

Bog Belu passed Rambo with a familiar look on his face, walked into the room, and found a chair to sit down on.

"My people just checked the account you mentioned, and someone transferred $100 million into it this morning."

"Cohen, can you explain this to me?"

"Explain what?"

"That account!"

"Oh... He is named after a friend and family member of mine~ Is there any problem?"

Baog Beru slowly put away his smile: "This money... was transferred by Blanco?"

"Haha~ You have worked for the FBI, how do you investigate this... You should be the most professional, right?"

"I am dea now!"

"Is there any difference?"

Bog Beru stared at Cohen, who was sitting down, holding his travel bag in his hands and crossing his legs.

I caught a glimpse of the jackal putting his hand on the handle of the gun, then stepped to the window and looked down. .

At the door, Rambo, who was still standing there just now, has already disappeared silently. .

Cohen lowered his head and buttoned up his floral shirt, and said with a smile: "I came to you just to tell you face to face."

"We're leaving. No matter what's in the account, it belongs to our boss!"

"Man, you know what I mean, right?"

Bog Beru squinted his eyes and laughed, leaned back, spread his hands, and said cheerfully: "Understood!"

"Do you need me to relax with you?"

"No, you are busy with work, how can I trouble you?"

"Haha~ In this case, I won't delay your schedule~"

Bog Beru stood up, walked slowly to Cohen, stretched out his hand and said: "Will we meet again, friends?"

"I don't think we'll see each other again~" Cohen stared at his outstretched hand, thought for a moment, and stood up to hold it.

"Ok~ Have a safe journey guys!"

"I will send you a greeting card by mail during Christmas! Haha~"

"Haha~ Thank you! When you return to New York, remember to come to us for a drink~"

"must!"

Bog Beru nodded to Cohen and Jackal, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, and put them on the bed: "The gray Ford downstairs~just throw it in the parking lot after use~"

After speaking, he walked out of the room.

Cohen smiled and picked up the key, weighed it in his hand, and put it in his pocket.

staircase.

Rambo was holding a backpack and standing in a corner.

Bog Beru waved his hand to him: "Goodbye, buddy~"

Rambo nodded silently and watched him walk down the stairs. He hid his figure, tilted his head, and listened patiently to what was going on downstairs.

After a while, Cohen and Jackal came out with travel bags in their hands.

"Rambo, let's go~"

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Haha~ let's go, man! You don't think that we can just leave without giving some explanation after making such a big noise in Miami, do you?"

"This Bog Beru...is..."

"That's right, that 100 million dollars is a benefit that I negotiated with Blanco to give to Bog Beru~"

"We won't care about these follow-up matters!"

Jackal complained angrily: "He can get 100 million dollars just to clean up the mess?"

"fxxx! This money is really easy to make!"

Cohen smiled and shook his head without further explanation.

The three of them walked downstairs, found the gray Ford, drove it, rushed to the airport, and went home!

----

Miami.

The second floor of a high-end restaurant near the art gallery in the east part of the city center.

Blanco put down the phone, with a smile on his lips, walked back to the dining table near the window, sat down, and enjoyed today's breakfast.

Once upon a time, Blanco's dream of living in the sun, becoming a millionaire, and enjoying a good life with his family has now miraculously come true. .

Blanco reached out and picked up a glass of red wine, took a sip, let the wine reverberate in his mouth a few times, and then swallowed it gently. .

The sip of red wine she just drank was worth more than $60. .

This is the life of rich people~

This is the feeling of being able to bathe in the morning light, sit openly in the most upscale restaurant in Miami, and enjoy the most expensive breakfast!

this. .It’s so damn good!

Blanco felt that his scalp began to tremble and numb after swallowing the wine~

Miami.

An era belongs to her, has arrived!

. . .

After half an hour.

Blanco and his family walked out of the restaurant with satisfaction. Under the respectful eyes of the waiter and restaurant manager, they got into a car and drove away.

in the car.

Blanco looked out the window and whispered: "Is the plane ready?"

"Yes~"

"What about the goods?"

"It's all done. We can get to New York before dark."

"Very good! Keep in touch with the planes to ensure they arrive smoothly!"

"Good boss!"

----

California.

Los Angeles.

Bloomer's mansion.

David rubbed his dry eyes and walked into the bathroom.

ten minutes later.

Feeling refreshed, David wiped his hair and walked to the window. He opened the curtains and took a look. There was still haze outside. .

The morning sun, because of the existence of these hazes, becomes like a big light bulb hanging in the sky. .

"Hey~ It seems God wants me to go back to New York today!"

David shook his head, dressed himself, and walked out of the room.

first floor.

The housekeeper was standing at the top of the stairs in high spirits. When he saw David coming down, he smiled and said hello: "Good morning, David!"

"Hi ~ Good morning, Mr. Butler!"

"Where are they? Haven't they gotten up yet?"

"Yes, Master Bloomer and the others only rest in the early hours of the morning~"

"Early in the morning? Haha~ It looks like they were having a lot of fun!"

"Looks like... yes!"

"...Okay~ Can you please prepare a breakfast for me?"

"Okay~ Please wait in the restaurant for a moment! I'll be right back!"

. . .

David sat at the dining table and read several local Los Angeles newspapers.

The butler and servants served him a sumptuous breakfast.

Seeing that everything was almost ready, David greeted the butler: "Have you eaten? Let's come together~"

"Thank you, I have eaten!"

"Um... Then come sit with me and have a chat~"

The housekeeper tilted his head slightly and thought for a moment, then walked to sit down next to David, sorted out the newspaper and said, "What are your plans today?"

David drank a glass of milk, licked his lips with his tongue, picked up the tableware and said, "I think I will go back to New York today~Lilith will be with me."

"Today? Then... have you booked your flight?"

"Not yet~ Could you please order a few for me?"

"Okay~I'll do it now~"

"Well~ don't worry, just do it later!"

"Haha~ You eat first, I'll be back soon."

David chewed his breakfast and watched the butler disappear at the door of the restaurant. He suddenly remembered that he had not asked the butler his name. .

Um. .Be sure to ask when he comes back later.

Thanks to his meticulous care these days~

After a few minutes.

The housekeeper came back with a smile: "It's all booked. The flight is at noon. Can you check the time?"

"Okay~!"

"I don't know your name yet! Can you tell me?"

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Pearl, call me Peart."

"Oh... Peart, thank you for taking care of me these days. I want to give you a gift when I get back."

"Gift? Haha ~ Thank you David!"

"You're so polite, Peart~ I will come to Los Angeles again, and you must remember me then~"

"Of course, I will!"

David and Butler Peart, who was sitting down, looked at each other and smiled.

"Give me your bank account later. When I return to New York, I will get you an investment contract in my fund and mail it to you. After you sign it, mail it to me."

"Fund? You mean..."

"Yes, you have worked here for so long. You will always have a few hundred dollars or a few thousand dollars in savings, right?"

"The private equity fund under my name will have a fundraising plan before the end of the year. After that, I will make some well-chosen investments, and the income will be very good~"

"It's my gift to you, Peart~"

"If you have enough savings, you can retire with this investment income in two years!"

Butler Peart was a little confused. .

No one had ever promoted a fund to him. .

No one even said anything about retiring to him. .

"Um... David, are you kidding?"

"Haha~ Bloomer invested 3000 million dollars, what do you think?"

Butler Peart was silent. .

David picked up a glass of juice, took a sip, tilted his head and looked at Peart and said, "Whether you choose to believe me or not, you still need to keep this matter a secret for the time being, okay?"

"Okay...I won't mention it to anyone!"

"Haha~ Don't be so nervous. Old Mr. Wharton knows about Bloomer's investment~"

Butler Peart pursed his lips, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked in a low voice: "Just...do you need my personal bank account?"

David shrugged: "To be specific, I will find someone to contact you when I go back. You just have to follow their requirements. It's very simple."

"Okay, thank you for this gift~"

"Haha, didn't I just say that~ You are too polite!"

. . .

Breakfast was done, and Butler Peart's gift was done.

David hummed the melody of a certain song, went up to the second floor, walked to the door of Lilith's room, and knocked a few times.

"Who?"

"David!"

"Oh...wait~"

A few minutes later. .

Lilith was wearing a nightgown, her hair disheveled, covering her eyes, and opened the door. .

David held back his laughter, walked into the room, and looked around: "I asked the butler to book a flight to New York for us."

"You have more luggage than me. Do you need my help to sort it out?"

Lilith walked to the sofa, raised her head crookedly and said, "You're right, my eyes are swollen... What should I do!?"

"Hahaha~ Come on, let me see!"

"...It's really swollen, they look like...two walnuts!"

"Hey~ Are you still laughing at me? I look like this, how can I be in New York~"

"It doesn't matter. Wear sunglasses, no one will notice~"

"..real?"

"Of course~"

David patted his chest with determination, sat next to Lilith, and looked at her closely. .Those puffy walnut eyes couldn't help but smile. .

"..Laugh! Make you laugh!"

"Wow~ Looks like you still haven't..."

The two laughed and joked for a while.

Lilith pulled David over with some distress and pointed out to him the pile of shopping bags she bought on Rodeo Drive yesterday.

"Some of these are gifts I plan to take back~"

"You come up with a way to deal with them~"

"Gifts? Who are they for?"

"They all have them~Susan, Polly, Zina, Sally, Miranella, they all have them!"

"Well... you are really... attentive~"

"Haha~ Okay, you take care of them, I'll sort them out, and we'll wait for a while... What time is the flight?"

"Noon, it should be around twelve o'clock..."

"Okay, see you later!"

After saying that, Lilith trotted into the bathroom, wanting to clear her eyes before setting off. .Better~

David looked at the pile of shopping bags, rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, Big Zach!

Isn’t this a ready-made workforce?

By the way, Zach himself seems to have luggage, right?

David scratched his head, curled his lips, gathered all the bags together, and carried them back to his room.

. . .

More than two hours later.

Butler Peart knocked on the door and came in.

"David, the car is arranged~ Your bodyguard and Miss Lilith are already on the first floor."

"Oh...can you help me?"

Butler Peart smiled and helped David get two newly purchased boxes and walked downstairs.

first floor.

Lilith was wearing a dress, a big hat and a pair of big sunglasses, standing next to two large boxes.

David put the box down with a wry smile and sighed: "I will definitely bring a few more people out next time~"

The big man Zach stood not far away, looked down at his two big boxes, scratched his head, and did not answer. .

Not long ago, when the butler informed Zach that he was going back to New York, he asked for a leave of absence, went out and spent all the money his brother had given him, and bought a lot of gifts to take back. .

Butler Peart smiled and continued: "I just booked two more tickets and arranged for two people to take you back."

"This... you are so considerate, Peart, thank you! Haha~"

David hugged the butler happily, patted the other person's back vigorously, and continued.

"We're leaving. This is for Bloomer and Giles~"

David took out an envelope and handed it to the butler.

"Also, do you know Roland Perkins?"

"Knowing~"

"Well, tell him about Coppola and Mario Puzo, and ask them to sign an investment contract with me when they return to New York~"

The housekeeper looked down at the envelope in his hand and promised: "Okay~ I will definitely convey it~"

"Okay~ I won't wait for them to wake up~"

"I guess...if they know the news that Lilith and I are leaving, they will be happy~"

"Pierret, let's bet... one knife! How about it?"

The housekeeper smiled and took out a knife from his pocket, glanced at Lilith who was looking away in big sunglasses, and quickly handed it to David.

"I lost~it belongs to you!"

David flicked his fingers: "You really understand them..."

"Okay, let's go~ Goodbye, Peart!"

"Goodbye! You are always welcome to come again here!"

"Haha~ I will!"

"Let's go~"

Butler Peart stood upright at the gate, in the haze, silently watching David and the others get into the car, and watched the car drive out of the yard. .

At breakfast, David told him about the investment fund. After thinking about it, he consulted some friends and decided to take a gamble.

A knife.

That was David reminding him!

Retirement~

. .What should you do after retirement?

hehe~

These are not things we should consider now~