Manhattan Reborn 1978

a new day.

David finished washing and getting dressed, and walked to the bedside. When he saw Susan, who was still sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but smiled proudly and kissed her twice.

Last night, Susan, who transformed into a female warrior, had many "Dragon Quest" scenes with David.

The result~

The female warrior throws off her armor and the evil dragon is proud~

hehe~

. . .

David picked up his backpack and a large stack of folders, left the apartment and went downstairs.

street.

Black Mike, second brother Lavis, and third brother Giovanni, who were still waiting, saw David coming out and waved to him lazily.

David put everything in his hand into the car, looked at the three of them curiously, and joked.

"You guys were all busy last night, right? What time did you go to bed? Hahaha~"

The three bodyguards collectively gave David a contemptuous middle finger~

Lavis yawned again, sighing with sweat and tears in his eyes: "I'm moving today~ Are you still going to the company in this outfit?"

"Go~ Go to the company first, then go to the library~"

"You want to move? Your girlfriend, a single mother, has agreed to live with you?"

"Hmm... Haha~" Lavis raised his eyebrows proudly.

Black Mike complained on the side: "You haven't let us meet your new girlfriend yet!"

"What? Is she afraid of meeting people?"

"fxxx!"

"You came to help me move today, didn't you see me?"

"Tch~remember me when you have to do this kind of hard work?"

"You fucking bastard are a bastard!"

The second brother, Lavis, looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and said shamelessly: "Just tell me whether you want to help or not~"

"I.."

David crossed his arms cheerfully, and after watching their daily bickering, he waved to One-Eyed Andres and the others across the street, said hello, and then turned and walked towards the Marseille restaurant.

----

Manhattan, Old Town.

The Power Plant Recording Studio near Greenwich Village.

At the door of the recording studio, Zina met Gino Bachwin, the fat black manager of the record company, and Luther Vandross who came with him.

After a few polite greetings, Zina asked Madonna, who was more familiar with the place, to lead a few people to the person in charge of the recording studio, Mr. David.

In a slightly small office.

Teacher David, the head of the Power Plant recording studio, showed the prepared cooperation agreement to Zina and Gino Bachwin.

Zina, who had read the agreement a long time ago, just scanned it quickly and signed her name on the last page.

Manager Bachwin, who was nicknamed "Mild Potato", saw Zina signing so readily out of the corner of his eye. He also accelerated his speed. After checking a few key terms, he signed his name.

Teacher David took the document with a smile and extended his right hand to the two of them: "Happy cooperation!"

"Hahaha~ Definitely!"

. . .

ten minutes later.

After Zina gave Madonna a few words, she left first.

Manager Bachwin, pulling Luther Vandross, followed Teacher David after meeting the staff of the recording studio.

He also led Luther to a corner of the wall where no one was, and whispered instructions.

At this time, Luther Vandross, who was excited in Anna's heart, also listened attentively to the words of the fat manager in front of him who had the same skin color as him.

"Boy, you and that little Madonna girl are two completely different types of people, do you understand?"

"...Understood!" Luther responded softly with a calm face.

"Hehe~"

"don’t worry!"

"You have been in the music industry for a long time, and you should know that the recording studio is the best place to test a singer's strength, ability, and attitude towards his work."

"Perhaps they can arouse a strong following from fans every time they perform live."

"But what they put in behind these performances, only those who have worked in the recording studio for a long time can truly know!"

Bachwin sighed as he tilted his head and looked out the door of the recording studio, looking at the sloppy young people wandering in twos and threes at the door of the recording studio and across the street who wanted to pursue their musical dreams.

"Major record companies like Columbia are untouchable in the eyes of many young people~"

"But what they don't know is that only independent recording studios like The Power Plant can give them a chance."

"However, in today's music industry, no one can tell clearly who will become a highly sought-after new generation singer just because of one song~"

"So, when you work here, as long as you have free time, be sure to get close to Madonna and get in touch with the boys outside the door."

"If one of them is really talented and has potential, and gets your help, he will become a big singer in the future, and it will be your unique blessing!"

Luther Vandross clenched his fists a few times, took a few deep breaths, nodded and said softly: "I will!"

"Haha~ ok~"

"For a while from now on, this is where you will work!"

"Remember my words, only by accumulating more and learning more can you go higher and further!"

"Otherwise, no matter how many opportunities you are given, if you cannot grasp people's preferences and find your own unique music style, it will be a waste of time and resources!"

"..Thanks!"

Manager Bachwin patted Luther hard on the shoulder and walked out of the recording studio with square steps.

Madonna, who had been watching the two people in a corner not far away, saw the fat black man leaving, and quickly walked over to Luther, who was still standing in a daze, and smiled.

"Hello, new friend!"

Luther turned to look at the petite and youthful Madonna, smiled and nodded: "Call me Luther~"

----

Wall Street.

Stanley fourth floor.

When Sam walked briskly towards his office, he unexpectedly found that the door of David's office was open. .

He looked down at his watch, walked to his secretary Maggie's desk and asked, "David is here?"

"...Yes~Boss, he came very early today."

"Oh... can you get us a cup of coffee? Thank you!"

Sam came to the corridor, found Mu Brandes, called him over, and the two walked into David's office together.

in the office.

David was immersed in reading a newspaper, somewhat lost in thought.

Sam put down his briefcase, sat across from David and smiled: "Good morning~ What are you looking at?"

"Oh~ I... am watching the weather forecast!"

"You see, it says here that the cold air that was originally expected to arrive in Montreal at noon tomorrow will be affected by..."

Sam took the newspaper, read it quickly, handed it to Mu Brandes beside him, and thought about it.

"In other words... Montreal will be affected by the weather tonight and start to cool down."

"New York is more than 500 kilometers away from Montreal. By tomorrow evening at the latest, we will experience the first major cooling in early winter this year!?"

"That's right!"

"However, this report only uses the words "possible" and "rough" as to the time of its arrival.

"Perhaps, it will arrive sooner than you expected."

Sam rubbed his upper lip with his fingers, turned to his old friend Mu Brandes and asked, "What do you think?"

Mu put the newspaper in his hand on the table, shook his head and smiled: "CFTC issued an announcement this morning, have you read it?"

"No~what's the content?"

"Haha~ What else could it be? It's just the same old thing!"

"But... I called an old friend and learned some tidbits."

"Oh? Tell me~"

When Mu Brandes saw that Sam and David were both interested, he didn't hold back and said directly.

"Randas Horik of the Commodity Futures Commission (CFTC), after convening a meeting last night, sat in the office until midnight, waiting to proactively find insiders who admitted that they were involved in insider trading."

"But he... didn't wait for anyone!"

"..."

David and Sam looked at each other and felt quite amused.

Mu Ye smiled and continued: "Regardless of how stupid and naive Horik, as a CFTC member, does it to some outsiders."

"In my opinion, this step of his is very smart!"

"The New York Mercantile Exchange has its own independent supervision department!"

"The U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission (SEC), in terms of regulatory scope, cannot dictate to the CFTC which was just established a few years ago."

"This has caused the current CFTC to have internal fluctuations in people's hearts. Many people feel that if the power in their hands cannot make profits for themselves... then that would be really stupid~"

"Landas Horik, as one of the members of the five-member committee, how can he not know the dirty thoughts of the internal employees?"

"He must know!"

"But he also knows that heating oil, as the first futures contract listed in the energy category, is very important!"

"Heating oil was created to cope with the ever-escalating international oil supply relationship!"

"It is the first and most important initial strategic tool used by financial markets before the next oil crisis hits!"

"It must not fail!"

"NYMEX, SEC, CFTC, and even many discerning people on Wall Street also know this."

"So, Randas Horik took a retreat this time and expressed to everyone the attitude of himself and the CFTC committee!"

Mu Brandes pointed at the newspaper with his finger, and continued with a lot of playfulness in his smile.

"But~"

"Landas Horik's courage is still a little small~!"

"Judging from the market trading volume the day before yesterday and yesterday, Randas Horik must have obtained the lists behind these transactions from the brokers~"

"He chose to accept the suggestions of the participants and only issued a symbolic written reminder... but did not respond more strictly and effectively..."

"It's hard not to think about it~!"

"Who is on that list?"

"Will today's heating oil market continue to be in a hot trading state?"

Mu Brandes shrugged: "We will all know these answers in a while~"

The office fell into silence.

David fiddled with the pen on his fingertips, quickly followed up on Mu Brandes' analysis, and expanded it further.

Each successful transaction of a futures contract consists of a buy order and a sell order, corresponding to each other, which means closing the position.

On the first day that the heating oil futures contract was listed, after he made a large purchase and established a position, who was placing sell orders in the market and shorting the price in the following days?

Could it be that some petrochemical companies just want to take advantage of the convenience of futures contracts to conduct hedging and reduce risks?

He asked Sam: "Among the companies that have signed cooperation agreements with the exchange, do Rockefellers account for a high proportion? How many are there?"

Sam blinked a few times quickly and said: "The information I have shows that if calculated based on Rockefeller's share of the domestic energy market, its proportion in the heating oil futures market is not high, only about 7%."

"7%?!"

David didn't dwell too much on this unexpected yet reasonable number.

He thought for a while, put down the pen in his hand, and said, "Let's go with the original plan~"

"Thank you for your hard work, go to the trading pool and keep an eye on it~"

"ok~"

For this kind of high-risk investment involving hundreds or tens of millions of dollars, Sam and Mu Brandes must of course treat it with an extremely serious attitude. .

"Oh, right!"

"Sam, can you call Bob for me?"

"Ok~"

. . .

After a few minutes.

Bob Rockefeller knocked on David's office door.

"Come on, haha! Come and sit down!" David asked Bob to sit down with a very relaxed look.

"I met Leslie yesterday and he said that your family is going to have a gathering in San Francisco in the next few days?"

Bob was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and said: "Yes ~ I..."

"Hey~ I can understand!"

"Look... let's do this~"

"Today is Friday. I'll give you a week off. How about you come back to the company next Friday?"

Bob's eyes were full of surprise and he replied: "Actually, I didn't want to... Okay~!"

Under David's gaze, he chose to temporarily change his words and agreed.

David was cheerful and patted Bob on the shoulder with satisfaction: "The work is never done!"

"Family is the one who needs to be cherished and valued the most!"

"Um.."

"By the way, do you have money for a round-trip air ticket?"

Bob swallowed his saliva, shook his head and said: "Originally... there is..."

David smiled and walked behind his desk and handed a prepared personal check to Bob.

"It was lent to you ~ remember to return it to me!"

"..ok~!"

Bob took the check, looked at the numbers on it, and couldn't help but laugh too.

Starting from scratch.

It's not as simple as he originally thought~

----

Manhattan.

In a hotel near 58th Street.

Larry Allison dressed neatly and knocked on the door of partners Bob Miner and Edmund Oates.

"Hey guys, we're leaving!"

Edmund, who opened the door for him, rubbed his eyes with his hands and complained: "fxxx! What time is it? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Larry patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Once the investment is settled, we will have work to do!"

"You can sleep as long as you want until these are done!"

"...Okay~"

"Give me 10 minutes~"

----

Wall Street.

In front of the Stanley Building.

As soon as David walked to the car, he saw a middle-aged man across the street waving to him.

Mag Ludwig, who had been waiting for him for a long time, quickly walked up to David, stretched out his right hand, and briefly introduced himself.

After David heard this, he looked at Mager up and down and invited him to get in the car together.

on the way.

David remembered that he had asked Mr. Parker for help, and turned to Mag and asked: "Where did you come from New York?"

"Baltimore~"

“I worked at Johns Hopkins University for a while.”

"Oh...can you introduce yourself in more detail?"

"Of course~"

"I'm.."

When Ma Ge talked about his past experiences, his tone was very calm, as if he was talking about everyday things.

But when his experience stopped in David's ears, it was a little different. .

10 minute later.

David suppressed his strong curiosity and tried to ask: "Mr. Parker, what did they say to you?"

"You came to me...are you willing to help me?"

Mag shrugged, glanced out the window at the slowing speed of the car, and smiled: "I came to New York because I want to find a suitable job here!"

"Oh~ welcome, man! Haha~"

David happily extended his hand.

The two hands held each other's hands, and they both felt each other's strength.

Mag looked at young David seriously again and said, "Otis told me some of your situation."

"New York Mayor Lynch Olson and I are old friends~"

"So, before I met you, I went to meet him and learned some things about you from him."

"Hmm~hehe~"

David spread his hands and said with a smile: "The driver is my best brother ~ we can talk casually!"

"To be honest, there is nothing special about my past deeds that needs to be kept secret..."

After listening to David's story, Mag carefully picked out several key and important issues in these words.

"Do you have anything to do with the Sidrich family's black business?"

"No~ We have always maintained a personal friendship between families, and have not involved cooperation in black business."

"Have you donated money to Lynch's campaign? Why?"

"Yeah~ I donated money to Lynch, it was Pine who suggested it... I don't quite understand why~"

"You said that some people have put forward different voices on the real estate development project... Who are they? Do you know?"

"Those rumors... I heard that some members of the New York City Council have their own opinions on this project~"

"Have you been contacted by Hardman, who wants to run for mayor of New York City, in recent days?"

"No! Since Hardman and I met, we have only met a few times in total, and we have even less phone calls~"

"He should have been giving speeches and canvassing votes during this period~"

"You want to invest in another movie called The Godfather?"

"Yes~"

"Then do you know that there are many people reflected in the novel "The Godfather", and who are they?"

this problem. .

David blinked, looked at Mag with some confusion and asked, "Mapping? Is there any? I don't know at all."

Mag stared at David for a few seconds before letting out a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the driver Lavis and the co-pilot Black Mike who were standing not far away after the car stopped, and said softly: "You have two good brothers~!"

"Haha~ That's right!"

Mag lowered his head slightly, pondered for a while, then turned to the curious David.

"Looking at the matter at hand, it's not the people on the New York City Council who can cause you trouble."

"It's the movie "The Godfather" that you want to invest in!"

"Have you read the novel "The Godfather"?"

"Um... I read a little bit~" David scratched his head and said in a very uncertain tone.

"Hehe~"

"Mario Puzo, in the novel, a large part is written about the singer who relied on the Corleone family to gain a foothold in Hollywood and get development opportunities."

"When The Godfather went on sale, many people thought that Mario was a reflection of the Hollywood singer Frank Sinatra Jr. and his father, Frank Sinatra, in the book."

"But later, someone secretly suppressed these speculations and diverted the attention of the media and book fans~"

When Mag said this, he put on a mocking smile and continued.

"Actually, Mario was writing about Frank Sinatra Sr.!"

"Whether it's the Corleone family wedding reception in the book, or the singer finding his godfather, Vito Corleone crying that he couldn't get the movie role he wanted, these are all things that happened to Frank Sinatra Sr. . . ”

"What? Are these things really happening? Then Mario..."

"Humph~"

"Frank Sinatra Sr., nicknamed Skinny Monkey..."

"Those frivolous things he has done in the past - I would use a mixture of praise and blame to describe him... which is already being very polite!"

"However, there is indeed no shortage of three kinds of people around him: gang bosses, beauties and politicians!"

"Frank Sinatra Sr. had very close contacts with gang bosses in Las Vegas, Chicago, Miami and other places."

"When he first opened a casino in Las Vegas, he got some shares in the casino from a gang boss~"

"Of course, the gang boss was willing to give away the casino shares because he was interested in Frank Sinatra Sr.'s good relationship with President Roosevelt, and wanted to use his social connections to gain some benefits for himself~"

Mag paused, observed David's expression, moved his body slightly, and continued.

"Old Frank, in the eyes of many people, is an arrogant, bragging, bad moral person with no bottom line..."

"But I have to say that Frank Sr. is very talented in singing and acting~"

"His success has brought him many fans who like him, which has allowed him to establish a very complex and huge network of connections."

"He had a close relationship with President Roosevelt~"

"Secretly helped President Kennedy contact the gang bosses in Chicago, and at the critical moment of the election, he secured the swing state at the time: Illinois~"

"When President Nixon was running for the election, he also stood up in many speeches and used his Hollywood star attributes to help win votes."

"In addition, he also has relatively good relationships with several senators and representatives of Congress, as well as governors, congressmen, and government officials in many states."

"If he is unhappy because of the filming of the movie "The Godfather" and wants to cause trouble for you..."

"You won't feel so good!"

After listening to this, David felt that he just wanted to invest in his feelings, but he had inexplicably made an enemy for himself, which made him a little bit agitated. .Speechless and disgusting~

He frowned and thought for a while before asking: "You didn't mention New York just now!?"

"Frank Sinatra Sr., do you have any good gang boss friends here in New York?"

Ma Ge smiled and shook his head and said: "He has connections with gangs. It was only revealed at the public hearings held by the FBI a few years ago."

"Why would he publicize something like this that will seriously affect his reputation?"

"Um..Okay~"

David scratched his chin, thinking this was good news!

No matter how dissatisfied Mr. Sinatra is with the movie "The Godfather" ~

"The Godfather" was filmed in New York!

The investors in "The Godfather" are Livlin, David and Malkin Sr.!

What would Mr. Frank Sinatra Sr. do after learning of this situation?