Manhattan Reborn 1978

(Not finished yet, there is still one more paragraph.)

new York.

Manhattan, Gold Coin Hotel.

The hotel manager, Winston, stepped out of the elevator first and entered the hotel's internal restaurant.

In the restaurant, in a corner by the window, Otis Parker, who was sitting facing the entrance of the restaurant, stood up, took two steps sideways, and hugged the gardener, beetle, and dragonfly who came in with Winston one by one. , greeting in a low voice.

Winston stood aside, received Mr. Parker's eyes, nodded to the three of them, turned and left.

The four of them sat down after he left. Mr. Parker carefully looked at the status of the three of them and smiled with satisfaction.

"I've already ordered dinner and wine for you~"

"Your taste hasn't changed, has it?"

"Still the same~" The gardener, who changed his clothes and had a different temperament, nodded and said.

Dragonfly, who was wearing a female business attire, glanced at the beetle and the gardener, showed a smile, and asked.

"It seems...what you said on the phone is true?"

Mr. Parker's eyes were full of calmness and he replied: "That's right!"

"We... want to join your business investigation company. What do we do?"

"Of course, do what you are best at~"

"for example?"

Mr. Parker quickly glanced at the beetle who remained silent and the gardener who looked like he was watching a show, and shrugged.

"No need for any examples!"

"This time, I am the boss of this company!"

"So, I will let everyone do the same as me, stand on Wall Street and stand in front of everyone~"

"I can tell you clearly now the questions you still have doubts in your hearts."

"In the United States, commercial investigation is also called business investigation~"

"Our business investigation company is more like a commissioned service agency."

"Its main business projects include: commercial fraud investigation, business intelligence collection, company credit risk assessment, patent infringement investigation, and anti-commercial fraud prevention and other services."

"And some others are more inclined to the business of private detective companies~"

"Businesses such as personal information investigation, personal whereabouts investigation, and personal and family private information investigation are not within the scope of our company's business."

"Also, we don't do what the Cardinals did in Europe~"

"What we have to do is: you will hand your business card to the person in charge of the company you are investigating, and tell him bluntly with a smile - I am here to investigate you!"

Mr. Parker looked at the gardener and joked: "This time, you no longer have to hide in the car for more than ten hours..."

"Hehe~"

The gardener obviously didn't like his joke which was not funny~

"Where's Cia?"

"he?"

"As long as you can promise not to mess around in New York ~ I can guarantee that he will not come to trouble you again!"

"Hahaha~" The gardener laughed as if he had heard a big joke, without caring about other people's eyes.

The beetle sitting next to him glanced at him and asked calmly: "Our identity!?"

Mr. Parker took out a business card from his pocket, pushed it in front of the beetle and said, "One hundred thousand dollars each. He will help you solve the identity issue!"

"You pay half of this money, and I'll pay half~"

"After you have worked for me for two years, I will help you get American citizenship - the kind with the right to vote!"

When Mr. Parker said this, he paused slightly, rested his elbows on the table, and spoke in a deeper voice.

"If you can stay in New York with peace of mind, work for me in my company~"

"I can help your family members become official American citizens!"

"Your children want to enter the top private universities in the United States. I can also find someone to help you write a substantial recommendation letter!"

"Of course, tuition fees at private universities in the United States are very expensive..."

"You have to work harder to make money..."

Mr. Parker's words directly hit the heart of the three of them. .

The gardener has two children who attend high school in Poland. .

Longhorn has a Czech wife, three children and parents in West Germany~

Dragonfly has twin daughters, whose custody is in the hands of her ex-husband. .

Of course, Mr. Parker had investigated these situations in advance before choosing the three of them to come to New York.

Emm. .

Or, you can put it more bluntly~

The gardener, the beetle, and the dragonfly are not the best and most awesome people Mr. Parker knows~

But they are the ones Mr. Parker can use with confidence!

Paying attention to your family makes your family’s and your own life better~

This is what the three of them want most now after traveling around Europe for many years!

There was silence at the dining table.

In the distance, Winston, who was paying attention to Mr. Parker's table, signaled to the waiter and served them a sumptuous dinner.

Mr. Parker made no further requests or invitations.

The three gardeners also had a tacit understanding and did not discuss this topic again.

Everything was finalized amidst the reminiscences of old times.

When you can't say no, choosing to accept it calmly is a good choice ~

----

New Jersey.

Jersey City, the headquarters of the Soprano family, in front of the strip club.

After Junior Sprano watched Griselda Blanco's car go away, the smile on his face became even brighter. .

Shark Head, the subordinate who was standing next to Junior, took a step forward and asked with some confusion: "Is she the Miami drug lord Blanco?"

"How do I look at her...she doesn't look like her~"

Junior tilted his head, looked at this less-than-smart subordinate, and teased him: "How about... you give her a call later and repeat your dirty words about your wife?"

"Tell me...will she find someone to chop you down into a Christmas tree~?"

Sharkhead raised his hand and scratched his neck, becoming even more confused: "...Christmas tree?"

Junior suppressed his laughter, slapped him on the neck, and scolded him with a smile: "Don't say such nonsense in the future!"

"She... earned enough money in a few years to kill everyone in our Soprano family with Franklin!"

Sharkhead shrugged his shoulders, shrank his neck, and murmured in surprise: "Will I be beaten to death by her...with money?"

"Um...that taste must be very good, right~?"

"fxxx!"

Junior was so angry that he gave Shark a hard kick on the head, put his hands on his hips, looked at the direction Blanco was leaving, and sighed in his heart: This stinky bitch got such bad luck~ This time It’s like embracing the golden thigh!

----

sunset.

The Queen.

Coppola, the director of the movie "The Godfather", and Mario, the screenwriter, patted their bellies and sent all kinds of flattery to Serena, the hostess of the old Malkin family who entertained them. .

Dinner is over.

Old Malkin led the two of them to the living room on the first floor.

The three were seated.

Mario consciously sat in front of the typewriter that Alto had found, and typed out the ending of the script that the three of them had discussed in the afternoon, bit by bit.

in the kitchen.

The eldest daughter Mankey Sidrich, who was helping her mother clear the dining table, said curiously as she listened to the sound of Mario's typewriter in the living room.

"Is dad's favorite novel "The Godfather" really going to be made into a movie?"

"Haha~Yeah~" Sena's mother smiled as she washed the dishes.

Manqi put down the plate in her hand and asked with some confusion and worry in her eyes: "Isn't this... bad for our family?"

Sena's mother turned her head and glanced at her eldest daughter, nodded slightly, and comforted: "These things are not what we women should think about~"

"Let your father and the others make the decision!"

"...Oh~"

Although Manqi said yes, she didn't agree with her mother's statement in her heart.

woman. .

My sister Polly is also a woman!

----

Manhattan.

40th Street, Da Company’s small building.

Polly, who was being talked about by her sister Manqi, received a visitor in the office.

"Hello, Ms. Sidrich~"

"I called your secretary and learned that you hadn't gotten off work yet, so I took the liberty of coming. Please forgive me!"

Polly stood up, walked up to him politely, stretched out her right hand and said with a smile, "It's okay~ My secretary has already told me~"

"You are.."

"You can call me Field~"

"..ok~ You don't have to do this, just call me Polly~"

"Haha~Thank you!"

Polly moved her temporary visitor, Mr. Field, to the sofa in the small drawing room.

The two sat down.

Field took out a business card, handed it to Polly with both hands, and smiled.

"I opened an import and export trading company in Miami, Florida~"

"Mainly engaged in fruits, sugar, wheat, coffee, fish and other commodities~"

Polly took the business card and smiled after reading it: "It just so happens that our company has a demand for fruits and fish~"

"But~ you came to me just for this?"

"Yes~"

Field did not let Polly wait any longer, and immediately went on to say: "I am a Hispanic immigrant born in Colombia."

“When I was a few years old, I followed my father to live in Detroit, Michigan~”

"After graduating from high school, I came to New York and lived here for 9 years!"

"I promise you, I don't come here with any ill intentions at all!"

"I'm only here for business!"

Polly fiddled with the business card in her hand, with a playful smile on her lips. She stretched out her left hand and signaled to Field that he should continue~

Seeing that the two of them had gotten off to a good start, Field relaxed a little and continued.

"After I left New York, I lived in Bogota, Medellin and other cities in Colombia for a few years, and then sent my mother away~"

"Later, I met some new friends there~"

"Among these people, there is a lady named Griselda Blanco!"

When Field said this, he paused slightly, and after observing that Polly's expression did not show much surprise or change, he said.

"A few days ago, Griselda Blanco contacted me~"

"She wants me to come back to New York and help her with a few small favors..."

"After I returned to New York, I met some old friends and successfully completed her entrustment~"

"Oh, right~"

"One of my old friends is Junior Soprano of Jersey City!"

"Seeing that we have been friends for many years, he gave me a lot of help~"

"I also learned about your new company from him..."

"So, I wanted to try my luck today and took the liberty to pay you a visit..."

After Field finished speaking, he sat up straight and looked at Polly opposite him sincerely.

Polly kept a smile on her lips, raised her eyebrows, crossed her legs and asked, "So... you turned out to be just a middleman~"

"Now, upgraded to Blanco's agent in New York?"

"It's okay...let's put it this way~"

"Haha~ So what you said...where's the business?"

Field leaned forward, took out a document from the briefcase he brought, and gently placed it in front of Polly.

“This is our company’s source of all import and export commodities that can be found in South America~”

“We have partners and suppliers in many countries~”

"So, I can assure you!"

"No matter what you want, our company can find it for you, and the import price is the lowest in the United States!"

"..all!?"

"Yes, all!"

Polly reached for the document, looked through it briefly, shook it gently, and asked.

"Tell me~ What do we have to pay~?"

"Keeping you safe in New York?"

"Or make sure Blanco won't be... kidnapped again? Haha~"

Seeing that Polly had already said everything, Field simply laughed and said: "The US government's attitude towards cocaine has once again become vacillating and ambiguous..."

"They don't think cocaine is a drug that needs to be focused on..."

"This news is tantamount to an opportunity to make a fortune for drug lords in Colombia, Peru and other countries~"

"In recent days, they have sent various people to the United States, trying to open up and establish their own sales network, trying to get a share of this big opportunity."

"This is something Ms. Blanco doesn't want to see~"

"But she is not alone in Miami yet~"

"Mexican gangs, Spanish gangs, Brazilians, Argentinians, and local Miami gangs are all her strong competitors."

"If you add the people of these drug lords from the origin of cocaine, Miami will completely become a battlefield!"

Field's voice became deeper, and he got deeper into the scene and said: "This kind of war is happening to compete for the drug market~"

"No one can guarantee that he will be the final winner~"

"But one thing, I can guarantee!"

"Miami will become a Shura field!"

"This is a result that no one wants to see ~ Ms. Blanco also thinks so."

"So, we'd like to make a request of you."

"We can be responsible for communicating with the DEA and FBI, and provide detailed and specific lists and location clues to combat these guys who intend to harm the safety of the people of Miami."

"We know that the DA security company under your company's name has a good cooperative relationship with the DEA and FBI."

"if.."

When Polly heard this, she raised her hand to interrupt Field and said, "No, you are wrong!"

"No one from DA Security Company will go to Miami and do something dangerous that could kill someone at any time."

"We established Da Security Company just to give the soldiers who returned from the Vietnam War a home~"

"Here they will not be spurned, discriminated against, or fooled by the damn U.S. government~"

"Ms. Blanco, like me, should think that the incidents in New York and Miami were just accidents~"

"Similarly, the fact that you can come here today and allow me to sit down and listen to you patiently also shows my attitude!"

"I am very satisfied with your efforts in dealing with these incidents~"

"I'm also very happy to see that Blanco's trip to New York can be fruitful~"

"So, your request... I'm sorry, I can't help you!"

After Polly finished speaking, she stood up directly and expressed her intention to see off the guests.

Upon seeing this, Field also stood up, took out another document from his briefcase, held it in his hand and said.

"I understand~"

""