Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

Manhattan area.

Fifth Avenue, located on the central axis of Manhattan, is one of the main urban arteries running north-south, starting from Washington Square Park in the south and reaching the junction of 138th Street and 47th Street in the north.

On Fifth Avenue, from south to north are famous classic buildings such as the Empire State Building, the New York Public Library, Rockefeller Center, St. Patrick's Church and Central Park.

Fifth Avenue, between 60th Street and 34th Street, is called the "Street of Dreams" because it is home to many famous brand stores and is a high-end shopping district.

In addition, there are famous venues such as the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Whitney Museum of Art, the Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum, and the Cooper Hewitt Design Museum near Central Park, so it is also known as the "Art Museum Road." "

Therefore, Fifth Avenue is the central avenue in Manhattan, New York. It is also one of the most famous high-end commercial streets in the world and one of the top ten most expensive commercial streets in the world.

. . .

Griselda Blanco, wearing a pair of big glasses on her face, and several of her subordinates, strolled among the many high-end brand stores on Fifth Avenue's "Street of Dreams".

After shopping in a brand store, she stood on the street and looked around~

The wide and straight roads, the slightly narrow sidewalks, and the rows of skyscrapers on the streets seem to stretch forward endlessly. .

The sky, squeezed by these steel jungles standing around us, became long and thin, like a river, floating narrowly above our heads.

On the road, the cars going south and north are all luxury cars.

On the streets, the exterior decorations of the buildings are all unique and strange, and are filled with slogans and colorful posters in an extremely ostentatious manner.

Moreover, the high doors of the brand stores on the first floor of these buildings are all open, welcoming the hurried footsteps of people.

The display windows are filled with novel, colorful and novelty products, and the novelties and famous brands attract the attention of those who are browsing in a hurry.

At the door of the store on the building's facade, the sales staff shouted "Welcome" in unison, hoping that "visitors" would buy the goods and leave behind a lot of rice knives.

There were also some beggars sitting paralyzed on the corner of the roadside on Fifth Avenue. The beggars were disheveled and looked pitifully with pleading eyes, waiting for alms from passers-by. .

But what is surprising is that tricycles and horse-drawn carriages are also swaggering among the traffic on the road, showing off their uniqueness to people as if they are passing through the city. . .

It’s not like Blanco has never been to New York~

She just never had her pockets full of rice knives. She was in a very relaxed mood like today, shopping to her heart's content in the high-end stores on Fifth Avenue. .

Now, she was on a bustling street that seemed to be between a dream and reality, and her mood gradually changed from relaxed to more complicated. .

Because Blanco still had a wanted warrant from the New York police on his body. .

A businessman like her who walks in the black and gray areas and makes huge profits. .Maybe in this life, I will never be able to truly act like an upper-class lady and become a "high-class person" in this city~

this. .Is it a pity?

right~

Regret?

Do not!

no way!

On Blanco's face, behind the big glasses, the look in his eyes showed enjoyment → intoxication → blur, and slowly turned into reluctance → calmness → expectation. .

Her hands were stained with blood and her purse was filled with sin. .

Blanco knew that he had already sunk into the quagmire and could not look back.

Therefore, at this moment, she silently praised her wise decision to come to New York this time. .

. . .

Several people around Blanco saw her standing on the street, looking around blankly, and couldn't help but stepped forward and whispered to her.

"Are we... still going on?"

"Haha~ Of course!"

Blanco looked down at the small bag in his hand, then turned to look at the few men who came to help carry the bag, and smiled with a crooked corner of his mouth.

"Let's go and see the world for you!"

"Hahaha~"

----

Wall Street.

Stanley's fourth floor, conference room.

David looked at Leslie and Livlin who had just sat down, blinked a few times quickly, and said jokingly: "This is the beginning...are you guys going to have sex with each other? Hahaha~"

"Yeah~" Livlin hugged Leslie's arm with a happy smile on her face.

Leslie shrugged helplessly and said, "Isn't this all thanks to you?"

"Wow, wow, listen, Livlin, listen quickly... He still has complaints~"

"Uh... No! I didn't! How is that possible?"

Livlin smiled brighter and kissed Leslie gently on the cheek, stood up and smiled at David.

"We are going to hold a private party at the villa on Changdao tonight~ You and Lilith can come together~"

"Okay~"

"Okay~ You guys chat, I'll go upstairs to find Lilith!"

David watched Livlin twist her waist and walk out of the conference room, couldn't help but stand up, sit on the table in front of Leslie, and joked.

"How's it going? I helped you get this charming flower like Livlin!"

"How can you thank me?"

"fxxxyou!"

Leslie raised her middle finger unceremoniously. .No, it's two middle fingers. .

David's smile broadened. .

He unbuttoned his coat, loosened his somewhat tight tie, and relaxedly talked about the business he wanted to talk about today when he called Leslie here.

"I want to mortgage a bond with Chase Manhattan Bank, the multiple mortgage kind!"

Leslie, who just had a bad look on his face, frowned, thought for a moment, and asked, "National debt?"

"There are floating rate bonds, fixed and floating hybrid rate bonds, etc. It depends on what Sam can buy in the market."

"You... plan to conduct short-term arbitrage in the bond market? How long are you prepared to hold them?"

"Arbitrage... for sure~"

"The holding time... one to three years, it depends on changes in interest rates~"

Leslie crossed her legs and looked at David curiously.

"Tell me about it, you must have made a new discovery?"

"Haha~ Where are there so many new discoveries?"

“I just feel that today’s interest rate hike is definitely not a short-term move by the Fed~”

"So, do you think the Fed will continue to raise interest rates in the future?"

"Of course!"

"So how high do you think interest rates... will go?"

David glanced at his mouth, rolled his eyes and said, "You should ask the Chairman of the Federal Reserve Bank of America this question, right?"

Leslie pretended to be helpless, spreading his hands and smiling: "Go and ask him?"

"He doesn't even know his seat, how long will he be able to sit there~"

"Haha~ Then ask...the Minister of Finance or the President~"

"The Secretary of the Treasury and the Chairman of the Federal Reserve Bank of America are now held by the same person, didn't you know?"

"what?"

"I don't know~"

David's eyes widened, and for a moment he remembered some words that old Morgan once said, and seemed to understand some deeper meanings from them. .

He lowered his head, frowned, jumped off the table, walked to the window, paced back and forth, trying to remember the conversation with old Morgan.

Great inflation, stagnant economic growth, fluctuations in the dollar exchange rate, monetary policy, the second oil crisis, and rising price indexes. .

Raise interest rates, use the advantages of the petroleum dollar to recover currency from the global market, reduce currency circulation to curb inflation, appreciate the dollar, stabilize the exchange rate, reduce exports, slowly decline the price index, and borrow money from small businesses and small companies in the United States , rising financing interest costs, reduced sales, difficulty in capital recovery, and bankruptcy. .

The Federal Reserve raising interest rates and raising interest rates is a powerful double-edged sword!

What David wants to play now is speculation in the financial market.

It is only affected by a small part of the market performance, and is more affected by the national crisis response policy and sudden gray rhinoceros or black swan events. .

("Black swan" is a metaphor for an event with low probability but huge impact; while "grey rhino" is a metaphor for a potential crisis with high probability and huge impact.)

The first oil crisis, caused by the fourth Middle East war, can be regarded as a black swan event. .

The second oil crisis will cause the international oil market prices to fluctuate violently and rise due to the continued turmoil and deterioration of the situation in Iran. It should also be classified as a black swan event. .

The world David lives in now and its historical development are only roughly similar to the situation in David's memory~

But who can guarantee that after the new chairman of the Federal Reserve takes office, it will continue to implement monetary tightening policies and continue to raise interest rates?

The decisions and influence of some key and important figures can, at certain moments, change the course of future history!

There are many worries lingering in David's heart at this moment. Should he give all his trust to the future in his memory?

if. .If there is a slight deviation, can David bear huge losses?

Apart from anything else, if Bernard Madoff's $2600 million investment was thrown into the bond market arbitrage speculation, it is very likely that he would make a fortune as Sam reminded him before. Small money, small probability of losing a big sum of money. .

Until then. .David really didn't know how he was going to end up. .

Give Madoff a big payoff?

hehe~

Isn't it God's blessing that he doesn't lose all his money?

. . .

in the conference room.

David's face turned slightly red, and his mind began to go into overload mode. He kept thinking about the pros and cons of investment and speculation in the future historical development in his memory. .

Leslie quietly crossed her legs, her eyes following David's figure, moving back and forth, and waited patiently. .

ten minutes later.

David sat down and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down first.

Scary people, scary to death!

If you scare yourself, you will scare yourself to death. .

He smiled apologetically at Leslie, rubbed his cheeks hard with his hands a few times, tried hard to temporarily put aside the negative emotions in his head, and switched his perspective to the third person perspective to re-analyze it. one time. .

First of all, judging from the intelligence collected from all aspects, the overthrow of the Iranian Pahlavi regime has become a certainty!

Therefore, as a major oil exporter in the world, Iran's negative impact on international oil prices can also be initially determined.

This is very important to David!

Old Morgan was already standing at the gaming table, putting out most of his chips.

Similarly, Seamus also stood by his side and pushed out his own share of chips.

David. .So why not?

They are all betting!

Gamble!

Betting on a second oil crisis!

Bet on the chance to dig a big gold mine and double your wealth!

. . .

Secondly, during his trip to California, David discovered a world without Reagan. .

In other words, Reagan will not become the next president of the United States, and the same goes for Reaganomics. .Won't it appear?

not necessarily!

Reaganomics does not belong to Reagan alone~

Rather, it is a special product of the joint promotion and cooperation of his team of staff, vested interest groups, monetary tightening policy supporters and many people in the banking and financial circles.

Reagan was just someone who was pushed into the position of president and implemented it well. .

Emm. .

At least, that's how it looks from David's perspective. .

So. .Will the current President Warren White appoint a big boss like the Paul Volcker whom David remembers as the new chairman of the Federal Reserve Bank of America?

Can the new Federal Reserve Chairman withstand pressure from all sides and implement the policy of raising interest rates?

If so, don’t continue to raise interest rates. .Why is David still investing in the shitty bond market?

Will you lose everything?

David, under Riley's more curious gaze, fell into a strange state of contemplation. .

----

Manhattan.

Plaza Hotel.

Aalto stood by the window holding a glass of red wine, looking back at director Francis Coppola and screenwriter Mario Puzo, and frowned. .

In his eyes, these two fat men were unremarkable. .Living in the most luxurious private room in this hotel, constantly eating, drinking, and bickering, there was no need to complete the script as soon as possible. .

Like. .At this time, Mario, who was holding two McDonald's takeout French fries and eating to his heart's content, shouted to Coppola: "You are wrong! Only Marlon Brando can play Vito Corleone's The Godfather. The most perfect condition!”

"Marlon Brando?"

"Do you know how much it cost to hire him to play Vito Corleone?"

"Um...100 million?"

"Tch~ That was the price a few years ago!"

"He...isn't he a bit outdated in Hollywood?"

"fxxx! You pig brain!"

"It's so outdated... He is also one of the most valuable male stars in Hollywood!"

"I contacted his agent very early and it was worth 150 million. Marlon Brando still has to read the script before deciding whether to accept it or not."

"Besides, even if we invite him, who will we invite to play the remaining roles?"

"Who does Mike want to play? Where's Sonny? Where's Tom?..."

"And what about the actors who have nearly a hundred roles? Should we all hire big Hollywood stars to play them?"

“Where’s the money??”

"How much investment do we have? How did the money come from? Don't you know?"

Mario chewed the fries in his mouth and remained silent. .

Ideals are always full, reality is. .

hehe~

Alto, who was standing by the window, saw that the two had stopped arguing, so he walked over to them, sat down, and said with a smile.

"Just now, I heard you talk about the actors~"

"I'm not very familiar with Hollywood... I can only ask someone in the family to help me get in touch, and ask Marlon Brando~"

"But in New York, I can find you any actor you like!"

Coppola and Mario glanced at each other, turned back, and continued to look at Alto silently with bright eyes, waiting for his next words. .

Alto shrugged and said with a smile: "But...before that, shouldn't you finish the script first?"

"Where is the script you wrote? Can you show it to me?"

"Um...here..."

Mario sucked his fingers, rubbed his hands on his pants, and handed a few pieces of paper to Alto.

Alto looked at the paper in his hand and counted seven pages. .

"...Is this all the script you wrote?"

"No, he is just the beginning~"

Alto raised his eyebrows, slowly suppressed his smile, glanced back and forth between the two of them, and whispered.

"You promised old Malkin, how long will it take to complete it?"

"One week~"

"Oh... you're going to work around the clock to finish it in the remaining days, right?"

On Mario's face, behind the big myopia glasses, his eyes almost popped out. .

Coppola also had a constipated look on his face. .

But neither of them dared to make any objection or resistance. .

Because sitting in front of them was Artaud, whose surname was Sidric, who was asking them questions. .

The two of them were really afraid that after hearing their voices, Alto would become furious, put them into barrels or bags, and throw them into the Hudson River to feed the fish. .

It’s October now~

water. .Very cold!

. . .

ten minutes later.

Artaud looked at Mario and Coppola sitting in front of the typewriter, discussing the plot in a low voice, working hard to finish the script, and showed a satisfied smile. .

These two fat guys are talking nonsense. .

If you don’t give them some pressure and motivation, how can they work seriously?

hehe~

(In our real world, Francis Coppola, the director of the movie "The Godfather", and Mario Puzo, the author and screenwriter of the original novel, are enjoying wine, food, sunbathing, and swimming pools in a high-end villa in Los Angeles. After partying and delaying the draft for several months, Paramount did not come up with a complete movie script.

Therefore, the producer and Paramount CEO Evans, who had given them strong support at the time, were so angry that they almost cursed these two fat guys to death in a rage. .

Just like that, these two people were still holding their necks and yelled: We are creating great art!Art!You simply don’t understand. . )

----

New Jersey.

Jersey City, inside a strip club.

Junior Soprano welcomed an unexpected guest, Pacio Herrera from the Cali Group~

(Junior Soprano, appearing in Chapter 285, in the TV series "The Sopranos", the male protagonist's uncle and the second-in-command of the Soprano family gang.)

Today's Pacio is still so exquisitely dressed. .

This made Junior, who met him for the first time, tell at a glance that the guy in front of him definitely liked men. .Man~

"Mr. Herrera..."

"Call me Pachio, or Pachu~"

"Um...Pazio, I understand your purpose~"

"However, the cooperation between us and Blanco is very happy ~ we can't..."

Pazio raised his slender fingers, waved them, and said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong~"

"We have reached a consensus with Blanco~"

"You are her collaborator, we will not take the initiative to compete with her~"

"But... you can introduce me to some other friends and clients, right?"

After listening to Pacio's words, Junior smiled, narrowed his eyes, and nodded: "That's right~"

"We have friends and customers in Boston, Philadelphia, Atlantic City, Pittsburgh, even Detroit and Chicago~"

"Introducing them to you, no problem~"

"But...you are from the Cali Group~"

"Have you reached cooperation and understanding with...?"

This time, it was Pacio's turn to narrow his eyes: "Who are you talking about?"

Junior laughed and continued without riddles: "The boss behind the informants on the street, these are easy to check!"

Pazio turned the wine glass at his hand, stared at Junior's ugly face full of wrinkles, and continued with a smile.

"They sent people to Miami to kill one of my most important men, and they also killed all our people in New York."

"So I don't think we owe them anything now~ What do you think?"

Junior curled his lips, shook his head and smiled unmoved: "If it were me... I would never let you go so easily!"

"Haha~ Junior, man, I came to see you today not to talk to you about this matter, right?"

"Yes~"

"But if you can't get rid of those troubles, it's impossible for us to cooperate."

"This is Jersey City, next to New York. I will never cause trouble for you just because you feel good about yourself~"

Pacio was speechless. .

He knows what Junior is talking about~

Street informants, auxiliary police, DA security company, Sidrich family, Malkin Sr., David Coleman. .

These were all smashed out by Pacio with a rice knife. They were not secret intelligence information in New York. .

He chose to see Junior today to verify the information he had received from the side. .

. . .

Last night, after someone took the money, he drank a few more drinks and said something thoughtful to Pazio.

"In New York now, the former hegemons: the Sidrich family, have put on a pair of pants with the New York police..."

"Moreover, they are still in the important stage of actively cleaning up their dark history..."

"I know the David you are talking about~"

"What he said in the Bonini restaurant directly led to the signing of the Bonini Agreement between the police and the major gangs, and the delineation of the franchise area... This strange and unheard of monster."

"Also, I heard that the soldiers in the security company are all mentally ill."

"Many of them are lunatics who cannot integrate into their families and ordinary people's lives after retiring."

"So, I advise you!"

"No matter what your reasons are, if you want to take revenge on the Sidrich family or David, it will cause some chain reactions that will make you even more troublesome!"

"The New York police will crack down hard on you... We can put this aside for the time being~"

"The Sidrich family is vengeful, ferocious, and cruel. I think you are not willing to try it in your life~"

"Plus...the revenge of those crazy soldiers who killed the boss..."

"Do you think... a few men died in exchange for all these annoying troubles~"

"Revenge? Is it worth it?"

. . .

Last night, after hearing this, Pazio felt that it was a bit too alarmist. .

Now it seems that he still underestimated the seriousness of the matter and was a little too naive. .

New York. .

When did you become like this?

Pazio has a headache and is very confused!