Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

On the fourth floor of Stanley, David sat in his office, looking down at a large pile of information sent by his secretary Maggie.

Some of them are the latest summary reports on the work of the data center and project R&D center after Lilith met with Professor Nash and his wife.

Some of them are recent investment catalogs sent by Ben Likert, the head of the angel investment fund.

There are also some data that he asked Leon to help sort out before.

The last part is the company structure diagram that Sam helped make after detailed discussions with lawyer George and accountant Olina.

David first put other documents aside, walked to the door, opened the door, and called Sam.

After the two sat down in the office, David looked at the tree diagram in his hand, frowned and asked: "Will George and Olena build our company network according to this diagram?"

"That's right~ It is currently the company form with the least risk and the highest profitability for us~"

"...Okay, who else have you shown this to? Lilith? Pine?"

Sam pursed his lips and shook his head, then whispered: "None of them work in the company~"

"Oh~ I understand~"

David smiled and handed the picture in his hand back to Sam, and chatted about something else: "I see Stanley started laying off employees again today. How is your team formation going?"

Speaking of this, Sam smiled again and said: "Unfortunately, you made a plan for Stanley and let Stanley and the people needed by my team...crash~"

"The few people I wanted to recruit, they all entered Stanley..."

"Um... How about I go ask Nyrente Ramon to discuss it and send a few people to help you?"

The not-so-funny joke of Sam's Cup made me laugh: "Haha~ Can I go and choose? Stanley will have a large-scale recruitment this afternoon!"

"afternoon?"

David tilted his head and thought for a while: "You mean, you want to follow Stanley's recruitment and recruit a few people for your team?"

"Yeah~ If... it's ok~"

"Okay~ I'll call Nyrent and ask~"

After a few minutes.

David put down the phone and said to Sam with a smile: "It's done~ Remember to choose a few more people you like to come back this afternoon!"

"Haha ~ of course!"

Sam waved the document in his hand, nodded to David, and got ready to go out to work.

But when he walked to the door, Sam hesitated for a while, turned back, walked to David's side, and said seriously.

"I have learned about some bond market arbitrage transactions these days~"

"Their companies that are doing arbitrage business are using a small part of their own funds as margin and increasing a lot of leverage to conduct short-term bond arbitrage transactions."

"So, I feel that this business, which uses high leverage and has a high probability of making a small amount of money, but has a small probability of losing a large amount of money, is not suitable for us!"

David raised his eyebrows, and a few unclear forehead lines made the expression on his face look much more vivid.

"Thank you, Sam!"

"Thank you for being able to say these pertinent words to the company and me!"

"exactly!"

“The bond arbitrage business is not suitable for us now!”

"But its future development space is second only to financial derivatives such as MBS~"

"Moreover, the business scope of the bond trading fund company I want to set up is not only involved in the bond market~"

"It will also participate more in the domestic non-treasury bond market and conduct bond transactions!"

Sam frowned, slowly walked to the opposite side of David, sat down, rubbed the buttons on his suit with his fingers, and asked with a somewhat uncertain tone.

"Do you want to get involved in the junk bond and junk stock markets?"

"Haha~ No, Sam! I just want to accumulate a team with rich experience and be prepared in advance for the rapid development of the public market in the future~"

"Are you...so optimistic that the government will relax controls on the financial market?"

"Of course~"

David glanced at the closed office door, picked up the catalog sent by Angel Investment Fund Ben Likert, threw it in front of Sam, spread his hands on the desk, and said frankly.

"Before I went to San Francisco, California, I still didn't understand why old Morgan asked Panaris to take me with him to attend a conference on Swift in the banking industry~"

"On the second day of my participation in the conference, I found that more and more people came to the stage to give speeches..."

David told Sam in great detail about his experience at the San Francisco meeting~

After a pause, he summarized his gains~

"To put it bluntly, the hidden purpose of this meeting is very simple~"

“Too many people in the domestic banking and financial circles believe that the Glass-Steagall Act promulgated in 1933 has become a huge obstacle to future development~”

"At that time, due to the implementation of this bill, the domestic financial industry formed a model of separate operations of banking and securities."

"Major commercial banks can only set up trust departments to buy and sell company stocks on behalf of customers in the name of trust."

"And this investment method through trust departments and bank holdings has also forced a large amount of funds to enter the non-bank and financial industries."

"However, as time goes by, the traditional domestic bank loan business has been invaded by some non-bank corporate groups, causing the profit margins of these traditional commercial banks to continue to decline."

"Because most of those foreign-funded banks are universal banks!"

"This puts domestic traditional commercial banks in a regulated and disadvantageous competitive position, which directly leads to the development speed in recent years, which is far behind foreign banks~"

“Therefore, these traditional commercial banks in the retail banking industry that were not satisfied with low profits began to penetrate into the scope of investment banking business and established some departments with disguised investment banking capabilities.”

When Sam heard this, he nodded silently.

When he worked at Goldman Sachs in the past few years, he often heard that these foreign-funded universal banks were competing with the big investment banks on Wall Street to grab business. .

As David said, the traditional business of Wall Street investment banks has been divided up due to the penetration of commercial banks and the massive intrusion of foreign banks in recent years, and all the dregs are left. .

Not to mention, we are still in a period of economic crisis and stagflation~!

In order to survive, these investment banks on Wall Street can only choose to cut their own expenses, continuously lay off employees, constantly refresh the bottom line, and use various underhanded methods to win business for the company. .

"...How long do you think it will take for the government to introduce corresponding policies to relax control after this meeting in San Francisco?"

David raised his head slightly, looked at the ceiling, and pondered for a moment: "I'm afraid there won't be any big moves during the term of our President, Warren White~"

"President?"

Sam muttered something in a low voice~

"He still has two years left in his term~"

"So, do you think the next president, after taking office, will..."

"No, man!"

"We can look at this problem from another angle!"

"What if the entire banking and financial industry has reached some consensus and tacit understanding in the past two years and made efforts to support a new president coming to power... What will Wall Street look like in the future?"

"Hi~ He...won't he do what Roosevelt did?"

"Roosevelt? Haha~"

"If we look at it from a historical perspective, the 32nd president of the United States, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, who once served as the governor of New York State, during his four terms as president, implemented the New Deal and transformed the United States from an economic giant Rescued from the abyss of depression~"

"However, he was elected president in 1932, enacted the Glass-Steagall Act in 1933, and advocated for the breakup of Morgan Bank in 1935."

With a rather playful smile on his face, David said to Sam: "There will never be another Roosevelt in this world!"

"Today's economic crisis, the Great Stagflation, is completely different from the Great Depression crisis in the 30s!"

"So, the radical measures taken to save the country during Roosevelt's administration cannot be applied to the United States today!"

"Besides, certain people, groups, and organizations have spent countless resources and money to elect a president who does not benefit them..."

"Guess what they...will do?"

Sam blinked a few times and murmured with dry lips: "Like... to Kennedy?"

"Haha~ maybe~"

“But I think it’s hard for us to see such drastic measures again in the future~”

"..Why?"

David put away his smile, leaned forward, looked directly at Sam, and whispered: "Because the giant beast of Wall Street has been imprisoned for too long~"

"Just like the joke I heard, investment bank employees cannot rely on their own salaries to support their families, so they have no choice but to work part-time as ticket sellers at subway stations to supplement their family income."

"For more than 40 years, almost a generation, Wall Street has been subjected to layers of imprisonment and shackles, and too much dissatisfaction and resentment has accumulated..."

"It's already like a volcano in Yellowstone Park that's about to erupt at any time!"

“I don’t know what interest groups are represented by the people who spoke on stage at this San Francisco meeting~”

"But I can conclude that if the next president continues to do nothing like the current President Warren White..."

"He will usher in unprecedented revenge in history!"

At this time, Sam looked at David with a serious expression across from him, and finally understood why he took out that to Stanley. .A plan for change that sounds like a fantasy. .

"You...you want to borrow..."

"Haha~ That's right!"

"With Stanley's change plan, we will develop rapidly in the next two years~"

David pointed at the company structure diagram that Sam brought back and said with a smile: "These companies are a new starting point for me, and they are also a new starting point for you~"

"I am honored to work with you to usher in a new era for Wall Street~"

Sam licked his dry lips, looked at David's right hand, took a deep breath, held it, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I never imagined that I would become a big shot on Wall Street~"

"Haha~ Every choice we make will bring some kind of change to our future~"

"However, what I can be sure of is that our future will not just be famous on Wall Street!"

David let go of his hand, stood up, walked to Sam's side, sat on the desk, and smiled relaxedly.

"From now on, the establishment and daily work of the company will be handled by you~"

"For the existing people in the company, it is up to you to assign them jobs that are suitable for them~"

Sam smiled and leaned back: "Are you going to be a mascot again and quit being a shopkeeper?"

The smile on David's face froze: "You... know everything?"

"Haha~ This kind of thing spreads quickly..."

"...Okay~"

David tilted his head and curled his lips, and continued: "I will leave the operation and daily management of the company to you~"

"I will communicate with you in time about the company's development plan and business expansion direction~"

"Just like... what you did when you were in DA Company?"

"..right!"

"Haha~ Aren't you afraid that I won't be able to work like Polly and will bring down this company?"

David reached out and patted Sam on the shoulder, shook his head and smiled: "Mr. Otis Parker, you didn't disappoint me~ You won't either, right?"

Sam stopped smiling, looked at David with complicated eyes, and nodded silently.

Well, now that this has been said, Sam doesn't intend to continue messing around. .

That's right!

The more David came into contact with Otis Parker, the more he felt that something was wrong with the Sam around him. .

Both of them were personally recruited and introduced by Old Morgan when they first met~

David has already seen Mr. Parker's working ability. .

Very impressed!

But after Sam Rogers, who looked like a Wall Street elite, entered David's small team, his performance was not too outstanding, but seemed abnormally mediocre. .

Could it be. .Did old Morgan make a mistake?

Do not!

David never believed that old Morgan would be wrong about Sam. .

But this. .Sam Rogers, why did you choose to hide your clumsiness?

In order to find out what this guy was really thinking, David had this conversation today~

So, after seeing Sam nodding, he patiently waited for an answer~

Sam didn't keep him waiting long.

He stood up, lowered his head and straightened his somewhat wrinkled clothes, took a slight step back, nodded to David, and extended his right hand.

"I'm Sam Rogers~I'm glad I can work for you!"

David held his right hand again and joked: "It seems... your assessment period for me has passed?"

Sam smiled and shook his head without arguing or explaining.

David pulled him to sit down, sat back on the desk, and smiled more relaxedly.

"Sam, you know what?"

"Compared with sitting in the office and working hard, I prefer a more relaxed and free way of working."

"For example, to collect some information that interests me, to make some new friends that I want to meet, or to visit celebrities who I have admired for a long time."

"Haha~ Although the term mascot is a bit too childish~"

"But there was a time when I really just wanted to be a mascot..."

Sam showed a curious expression in response and asked, "Why?"

David's calves echoed under the table, he shook his head and smiled: "Because... I'm afraid of death!"

"..."

Sam suddenly choked on his words. .

Many answers popped into his mind, but he never expected that David would choose to be the mascot because he was afraid of death. .

"Haha~ If you want to laugh, just laugh!"

"No, this...isn't funny!"

"Right~ It seems... you are the first person who didn't laugh!"

David stared blankly at the opposite wall, recalling the many fantastic experiences he had after his rebirth, and let out a long breath.

"Some people say that the reason why humans can dominate the earth and develop into a brand-new civilization relies on constant creation, curiosity and exploration of the unknown."

"Creation... Let's put aside the topic for now~"

"Unknown curiosity and exploration may be full of great dangers for me..."

"Danger?" Sam repeated the word in confusion.

"Um.."

"Um...are you worried about some unknown dangers that may occur in the future, and that's why you made this choice?"

"..Yes!"

"...Okay~ I...can I do anything for you?"

David tilted his head and thought for a while, then said seriously: "Making our company bigger and stronger is the greatest help you can give me!"

"Ha~ I will try my best!"

"Thank you!"

"..You're welcome!"

. . .

Sam left.

David felt like he could finally breathe a sigh of relief and slumped down on the sofa, closed his eyes, and considered some new ideas for further exploration of the world. .

----

New Jersey.

The training base of the security company.

Andres Salazar, nicknamed Alligator, walked to Cohen’s office door and knocked on the door.

"Hey~ Andres, come in!"

"Haha~ I didn't disturb you, did I?"

"No~ We are discussing how to train these energetic boys after winter comes..." the jackal said with a smirk on his face and exhaled a cloud of smoke.

Cohen picked up the lighter from the desk, threw it at the jackal, laughed and cursed: "Don't listen to this guy's nonsense~"

"Andres, how was your rest last night? Where were the kids?"

"Haha~ Very good, they are a little tired and still sleeping in~"

Cohen nodded slightly, glanced around the office where there were only three of them, and pondered for a moment: "We have limited conditions here for the time being~"

"However, as for the children's schooling, I will go to New York later and find someone to help you with it!"

Jackal saw Andres nodding silently on the side, and then said: "Man, do you have any ideas of your own?"

"Do you want your kids to go to school here in New Jersey or go to school in New York?"

Andres shrugged: "They... must be much better than the schools in Everglades City, right?"

"Hahaha~ That's right!"

Cohen saw Jackal and Andres both laughing, and continued: "Man, I want to... arrange a new job for you!"

"Oh? What is it?"

Andres blinked one eye and asked curiously.

"Give it to our boss as a bodyguard!"

"boss?"

Jackal looked at Cohen in confusion: "You mean David? Doesn't he already have those four boys around him?"

Cohen spread his hands helplessly and said, "Judging from what we did in Miami, four, do you think it's enough?"

"Forehead.."

Jackal choked. .

Andres glanced at the jackal, turned to Pine and asked, "Are you worried that someone will come to New York for revenge?"

"Yes~"

"Although the probability of such a revenge incident happening is very small~"

"But for us, we...can't afford to lose!"

Several people were silent.

Jackal understands what Cohen means~

Will this big security company still exist without David, that stupid boy who is afraid of death?

"Hey, Andres, please keep an eye on us... David!"

"David?"

"He's the boss, David Coleman~"

"Oh..." Andres nodded in understanding.

When Cohen saw this, he simply spoke directly: "Our security company..."

After a few minutes.

He told everything about the security company and what happened in New York and Miami. .

Andres now understood why Cohen arranged for him to be a bodyguard for a 21-year-old boy. .

"When do you want me to leave?"

Cohen waved his hand and shook his head: "That brat David gave all the security company's money to that stingy housekeeper."

"I need to go to New York first to meet and talk with Polly about this matter~"

The jackal curled his lips and joked: "Why don't you tell her that she is stingy to her face?"

"I'm not stupid!"

"Haha~ Do you think you are smart?"

"...How about you go to her to talk about increasing funds?"

"I'm not going!"

"You'd better ask Lawrence or Rambo to accompany you~"

The jackal took out a toothbrush from somewhere and waved it at Cohen a few times.

"I'm very busy~ I still haven't finished cleaning the toilet!"

With a dark face, Cohen took out a toothbrush from nowhere and hummed: "Huh~ I brushed two more for you yesterday, and you have to give them back today!"

"Fart! Where did you brush for me yesterday?"

"fxxx! Why not? I..."

Andres sat aside and watched the two waving toothbrushes and spitting at each other. He couldn't help covering his forehead and sighed. .

He is. .What the hell decision was made?

----

Manhattan.

Gulf West Industrial Group, in the president's office.

Charlie Bludorn, nicknamed the Austrian Madman, looked suspiciously at Livlin, who was sitting opposite and was a few years older than his daughter, and asked.

"Are you coming today...?"

"Paramount!"

Charlie blinked a few times and asked again in his heavily accented English: "Do you want to buy Paramount? Or is your father, Mr. Cherov, interested in him?"

"I want to buy it!"

"This matter has nothing to do with my father~"

"...Okay~"

"How much are you asking for?"

Livlin smiled: "You are the seller, shouldn't you be the one making the bid?"

At this moment, Charlie did not look as arrogant and rude as in the rumors. Instead, in Livlin's eyes, he looked more like an old fox thinking about how to make more money. .

"Paramount... we need to hold a board meeting to decide on this deal!"

Livlin narrowed her eyes, stood up happily, and said with a smile, "I'm waiting for your good news!"

"Hopefully, next time we meet, Paramount will be mine!"

"Haha~" Charlie just smiled politely at Livlin's words and made a gesture of invitation.

Livlin was holding a small bag in her hand. When she walked to the door of the office, she turned back and said with a smile: "Remember, you only have one chance, right?"

"If you ask too much, I think... there will be other people willing to sell the studio."

After saying that, Livlin opened the door and left gracefully. .

Charlie walked to the door, looked at her leaving back, frowned, and muttered a few curse words. .

But when he sat back behind his desk, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief~

Selling Paramount, would it be a good deal?