Manhattan Reborn 1978

(Yesterday, my computer screen went black, I rebuilt the system, and lost all the desktop storage documents. I can only write so much today.)

new York.

Wall Street.

David and Nelent Ramon got out of the car and stood at Stanley's door.

Nylent glanced at the car that stopped behind him, nodded to David and said with a smile: "This Mikhail, I've heard people talk about him. He has a big business and a good reputation for his character."

"Madoff...are you sure you want to use him?"

David also glanced at Madoff's car, shook his head slightly and said, "Some people will change, and some will not!"

"Just like you!"

"I don't care what they think, I just do what I have to do..."

Nylent pointed at David and smiled exaggeratedly: "Old Mr. Morgan is right, you are just a little fox!"

"Hahaha~each other~"

David watched Nellent walk into Stanley, then turned around and waved to Madoff's car behind him, got in the car and headed to the restaurant.

----

Manhattan.

Near the intersection of Fourth Avenue and 39th Street, Kailiwei Steakhouse.

David, Madoff, and Mikhail drank red wine and chatted.

"What do you think of the smell here?" Mikhail asked David.

"not bad!"

“I really like the sauce they use~”

"By the way, Il~ I haven't asked yet, what is your company's business?"

Mikhail wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin and said with a smile: "Most of my businesses are related to the mechanical and electrical industry."

"When my grandfather followed his family to San Francisco, his first job was in a motor factory, winding copper coils on rotors."

"Since then, everyone in my family has gradually entered this industry, saved some money, and opened a small factory."

"At that time, it was just in time for the oil exploration boom in the west. All oil companies needed motors, water pumps, oil pumps, fans, etc.~"

"Coupled with the emergence of automobiles and their gradual popularity, our factory began to produce automotive servo motors again."

"In this way, our family's business has grown bigger and bigger with the rapid development of the west~"

“A few years ago, after I took over the family business, I turned my attention to other industries besides the mechanical and electrical industry.”

"In 63, I bought a small bank in Los Angeles, California, to engage in the financial industry. It also facilitated the temporary lending of funds between our family's companies."

"In 72, I opened a fire equipment company in New York State, specializing in providing commonly used fire equipment to hotels and factories."

"However, in the past two years, I have gotten older and my health has not been very good, so I found a professional manager to help look after the family business."

"I bought a piece of land on Long Island. After I had some free time, I raised horses, got together with old friends, and lived a retired life."

After listening to Mikhail's story, David sighed with envy: "You are the life I want to live!"

"Whatever you want to do, do it!"

Madoff smiled and continued: "El, he is the guy who enjoys life the most!"

"He's near San Francisco, California..."

With Madoff in the middle, David and Mikhail enjoyed a delicious lunch when they met for the first time.

After half an hour.

David walked out of Kelly Way Steak House, nodded to Mikhail to express his thanks and gestures, then pulled Madoff to the side and whispered.

“Have you been paying attention to heating oil these days?”

Madoff seemed to have known that David had asked this question. He nodded with a smile and said, "I will take a look at it every day when the market closes."

David continued to ask with inquiring eyes: "Did Mikhail's money be included in the 3000 million dollars you later raised?"

"...Yes, 500 million dollars!"

"Um.."

"On Monday, I asked Sam to sell half of the futures contracts, and you go and return the 3000 million dollars."

Madoff was stunned for a moment, then remembered the scene in the morning when David had been chatting with Nylent, and asked with some uncertainty.

"What...bad news did you hear?"

"No~"

David shook his head and sighed: "A big player is coming!"

"I never thought they would move so quickly and enter the market~"

"In the investment in heating oil, the leverage we added is too high. If its price fluctuates slightly, we will be liquidated and bankrupt~"

Madoff did not express his opinion immediately, but thought silently for a while, looked back at Mikhail, and then said.

"I...do you remember the last cocktail party we attended?"

"Of course I remember." David didn't know what Madoff meant when he mentioned this.

Madoff let out a long breath, with a half-hearted smile on his lips: "In the past, I didn't have the habit of gambling, and I didn't think that I was a lucky person who was willing to take risks."

“It wasn’t until an accidental opportunity a few years ago that I discovered that my gambling habit was very serious!”

"So, you said there are big players coming in, and we are already sitting at the card table. Why not accompany them and continue gambling?"

David looked at Madoff seriously for a while and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

Madoff answered simply.

"...Okay~!"

"Next week, you will send someone to follow Sam. If something unexpected happens, he can help us stop the loss of our investment in time~!"

Madoff shook his head and said: "Sam has good vision and strong ability. I think... there is no need to worry that he will make a mistake and make us bankrupt..."

"Hahaha~"

"Then do it first!"

"If you have anything, you can leave a message for my secretary Maggie. I will call the company every day."

"ok~"

----

Manhattan, 66th Street, FBI New York headquarters.

After Harold Stone dealt with the work and documents accumulated during his absence, he packed up and prepared to leave.

But he had just reached the elevator door.

From the elevator, a guy who made him frown and bored walked out.

"Claymo? Why is it you again?"

Underneath Ezra Claymore's coat is a crisp suit and tie. If someone doesn't know him, they will definitely think that he is a lawyer or a gold-collar elite~

"Are you going?"

"nonsense!"

Claymore looked down at his watch and followed Mr. Stone into the elevator.

"Are you free later? I have something I want to talk to you about."

Mr. Stone looked at Claymo sideways and said angrily: "No time! I have a date tonight~"

"Oh~ I know, is it Miss Schultz?"

"..."

"Hehe~"

"I don't need long, just 5 minutes!"

Mr. Stone did not respond. He watched silently as the elevator reached the first floor, strode out of the elevator and walked out of the building.

street.

He found his car, tipped a few dollars to a kid who was looking after the car for him, got in the car, and opened the passenger door.

"Disappear before I get home~"

Claymo suppressed the smile on his lips, opened the car door, and got into the passenger seat.

on the way.

Claymore didn't delay and explained his purpose directly.

"I would like to ask you to help investigate a few people."

Mr. Stone raised his eyebrows, paused for a few seconds and guessed: "You think..."

"No! I don't want to say anything, and you don't want to know either! Right?"

"fxxx!"

"Your heart is all black?"

"Hehe~"

Claymore took out a folded letter from his pocket and handed it to Mr. Stone who was driving.

Harold took the letter, slowed down the car, stopped at the red-roofed intersection, opened it and took a quick look, then frowned with a darkened face.

"What does it mean?"

"I asked someone to help you find the Cardinal Information Catalog from the CIA headquarters archives."

"Aren't you going to marry that Miss Schultz?"

"It's my wedding gift to you."

Mr. Stone gritted his teeth secretly, read the letter in his hand carefully again, then crumpled it into a ball and put it into his coat pocket.

"They are two people, a pair of sisters - Brotney Mecia, and Herris Schultz."

"Yeah... no problem!"

"I'll deliver them to your house in a few days."

"The original file has no backup or omissions, and no one will know about it!"

Mr. Stone took two deep breaths, stepped on the accelerator lightly, and whispered: "Why don't you ask Otis Parker for help?"

Claymore looked out the car window with a calm expression and said after a few seconds: "He is not my friend~you are!"

The corners of Mr. Stone's mouth turned up. He didn't expect this annoying guy to say such childish words.

"Humph~"

"You want to investigate those people in the family consortium?"

"After I get the file, I will find time and arrange for someone to do it."

"No!"

"Those people from the family consortium are too conspicuous. Even if you can find some problems, you can't do anything~"

"You just need to help me find some well-informed people who work for the big family consortium~"

"..good!"

----

new York.

Towards evening, a strong wind suddenly blew.

Many pedestrians on the street couldn't help but look up at the large, fast-moving gray-black clouds in the sky.

New York Public Library.

As soon as David walked to the library door with the folder in his arms, he was pushed back by a strong gust of wind. .

"fxxx~!"

David turned sideways and complained to Black Mike beside him: "We don't have safety ropes around our waists. Isn't it too dangerous to just walk out like this?"

Black Mike held the folder in front of his face, sneered, and curled his lips in disdain: "You are not a tumbleweed~"

"Uh...hahaha`~"

The two of them walked to the street despite a strong wind, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after getting into the car.

David fiddled with his wind-stuffed hair and said to Black Mike: "Come on, man, let's go to old Malkin's house for dinner tonight~"

"...Don't you need to call in advance?"

"No, what are you calling when you go back to your home!?"

"...Okay~"

. . .

The Queen.

The old Malkin family.

David's sudden visit made Old Malkin's wife Sena very happy~

She put her arm around David's arm, led him to the table and asked, "Would you like a cup of hot cocoa?"

"Of course! With this damn weather, I didn't wear enough clothes when I went out in the morning!"

Senna poured three cups of hot cocoa on the stove and let Black Mike and Giovanni do it themselves.

She took out two more plates of snacks baked in the afternoon and placed them in front of David. Her face was full of kindness as if she were looking at her son, and she smiled.

"When you leave later, I'll find you a thicker coat."

"In this season, it's not good if you catch a cold or catch a cold!"

David took a small biscuit and threw it into his mouth, and then took another piece and stuffed it into Sena's mouth, and said with a smile: "With the coat you gave me, I won't catch a cold!"

"Hahaha~"

Sena's laughter made Black Mike and Giovanni look at each other in the living room and shrug.

David, this guy, is getting thicker and thicker now~

The method of coaxing women is almost reaching the maximum level, and it is still the kind that applies to all sizes. .

. . .

After half an hour.

When Sena heard the hourly bell at home, she remembered that it was time to make dinner.

David smiled and rolled up his sleeves, busy around Sena, and Sena, who was usually used to her own rhythm, started to rush around.

Another ten minutes later.

Manqi, the eldest daughter of the old Malkin family, took several children home.

Sena took advantage of the situation and asked her daughter Manqi to help in the kitchen and let David watch the children. .

Manqi took off her coat, gave some instructions to the children, patted David on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Did you tell Polly before you came?"

"..No~"

"Haha~ give her a call, she hasn't been home for dinner in several days!"

"it is good!"

. . .

Night falls.

Old Malkin's house was brightly lit and filled with laughter, ushering in a long-lost Italian-style family gathering.

After Polly came back, she went upstairs to take a quick bath, and sat next to David with a nice smell.

Manqi and her mother took care of the naughty children for dinner.

Old Malkin picked up the wine glass cheerfully and said: "I want to thank the strong wind today for blowing you home? Haha~"

"Dad~~" Polly pouted slightly, expressing her dissatisfaction. .

David smiled and clinked glasses with old Malkin: "The wind is strong, the weather is cold, and I miss home too!"

"Yeah~ Just come back!"

Sena, the hostess of the house, added some food to her grandson's plate and turned to David and asked.

"Are you going back to Morrison for Halloween?"

David thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No, I'll go back before Thanksgiving in a few days~"

"Haha~ Then don't drink too much tonight, there are still a lot of jack-o-lanterns waiting for you at home!"

"I want the most beautiful pumpkin lantern!" Manqi's daughter raised her spoon and shouted to her grandma. .

"Pumpkin lantern, pumpkin lantern~!!" The remaining children also reacted and shouted in imitation.

Old Malkin smiled, as if the folds on his face were shining. .

He threw the bottle aside and said to David, Black Mike and Giovanni: "This is not a free dinner!"

"You will each get two jack-o-lanterns later!"

"Hahaha~"

"As long as you don't mind my ugly behavior... that's fine~"

. . .

After the lively dinner.

Sena and Manqi simply arranged the dining table, placed a dozen pumpkins and knives in front of several people, and started a family entertainment craft class. .

David held a small knife in his hand, tilted his head to look at Polly's jack-o'-lantern pattern beside him, and drew a smiling face on the pumpkin in his hand. .

Old Malkin held a pipe in his mouth and carved an outline on one side of the pumpkin with the knife in his hand. He methodically cut out the top of the pumpkin and took out the flesh.

Then according to the designed outline, the eyes, mouth, and square teeth were slowly made out.

Giovanni clumsily made a pair of triangular eyes, square nostrils, and large teeth on the pumpkin in front of him. .

Black Mike on the other side looks like a big fool, but the work he does is surprisingly delicate.

The little jack-o'-lantern he made had eyes shaped like water droplets, a pair of round nostrils, and a bloody mouth. Manqi's daughter couldn't put it down after seeing it. .

Manqi and Serna led the children, like a group of outside spectators, gathered around a few people, constantly commenting on their carefully crafted "works".

An hour later.

The pumpkins are gone and they have all become "works".

Everyone put a candle in all the pumpkin lanterns, turned off the lights, and lit them. .

Afterwards, everyone started laughing and joking about the "beauty contest" of their works~

The first person to speak was Manqi’s daughter~

She showed her little white teeth, pointed at the most proud "works" of old Malkin and Black Mike and shouted.

"I want both of them!"

"No~ I want that too~!"

"I want it too, I want it too~"

Old Malkin, the "champion" of tonight's craft class, bent down and picked up his second daughter, Polly's, and two youngest grandchildren, and happily coaxed a few words into their ears.

The older Manqi children all turned to look for Black Mike.

Let him make a few more "beautiful" pumpkin lanterns according to the children's wishes. .

Polly pointed at the three jack-o-lanterns with crooked mouths and slanted eyes that David had made, and laughed so hard~

David frowned and stared at his "work", also holding back his laughter, and pretended to sigh in distress.

"God opened a door for me, but killed my artistic cells~"

"Do you think I made a profit or a loss?"

"Hahaha~"

Everyone burst into laughter~

Sena rolled her eyes at the cheeky David boy and smiled: "God is fair!"

"How can you still not know whether you have made money or not?"

"Hehe~"

David put his arm around Polly's shoulder, who was still laughing, and shrugged: "I'll talk to him about this when I'm dreaming tonight~"

"Hahaha~·"

----

midnight.

In Queens, there are almost no passers-by around an old apartment building near the 59th Street Bridge.

A green shabby car slowly arrived in front of the side door of the apartment building in the strong wind, under the broken street light.

The driver wore a Yankees baseball cap on his head and had brown eyes on his face.

He turned off the car lights in the driver's seat, looked left and right for a few minutes, then turned off the car, took out the keys, picked up his shoulder bag, and walked towards the apartment building.

There were scattered light raindrops in the sky.

----

a new day.

David got up, put on a vest and ran to the bathroom.

2 minute later.

With goosebumps all over his body, he got back into the warm bed, breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed in his heart: It is indeed a "cold wave"~

It’s only been one night, and the temperature in the room has dropped by at least five degrees~

What about outside?

It rained last night. I guess people will dig out their winter clothes today~

emm. .

Winter is coming early?

David held Susan, who was full of energy, and thought wildly for a while, then gradually fell asleep again.

I don’t know if he talked to God in his dream. .