Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

Manhattan, Fourth Avenue.

In front of the restaurant, David and Leslie stood side by side. After saying goodbye to Paul Samuelson and David Sr., the two turned and walked toward Wall Street.

Old David and Samuelson are the same age, and both of them graduated from Harvard University.

They were already good friends when they were studying for Ph.D. degrees at Harvard together~

With 40 years of friendship, the two are very familiar with each other's personalities.

Old David crossed his arms in front of his chest and asked his friend with a curious smile: "What are you doing to David... There is something different today~ Why?"

Old Samuelson raised his hand to stroke his glasses and asked with a smile: "Do you need a reason?"

"..Hahaha~"

"You old guy, if you didn't value David very much, would you let me come to have this lunch with you?"

Old David turned his head and looked at the backs of the two Davids who were gradually moving away. He said softly with a smile on his lips.

"Let's make a bet~"

"You said...will he look back?"

Old Samuelson followed his old friend's gaze, pondered for a few seconds, and said with a smile: "Ten swords!"

"I bet he'll turn around... If he walks past the next corner, I lose!"

"..make a deal!"

. . .

the other side.

David, who was walking on the road in silence with his head bowed, had no idea that the two old men behind him were betting with him. .

In fact, David had already had the idea of ​​meeting and chatting with Old David.

Meeting big bosses and making connections is just one of the goals.

Another purpose was to get some of Rockefeller's strategies for dealing with the second oil crisis from David Sr.

Of course, there is still a question in David's mind, and it requires a big boss like Old David to give a relatively accurate answer.

Who will be the next chairman of the Federal Reserve Bank of the United States and the next president of the United States! ?

The candidate for the chairman of the Federal Reserve Bank of America will determine whether the historical trajectory will still be as David remembered. The Federal Reserve Bank of America will continue to raise interest rates and implement monetary tightening policies to control inflation~

In this world without Reagan, will the next president of the United States, like Reagan, become a "great" president who saved the country's economic decline?

If there is a slight deviation between these two major national events, it means that the memory of the past life that David relies on has completely lost the advantage of information asymmetry, causing the history he is familiar with to turn to an unknown development direction shrouded in fog. .

David's pace became slower and slower, and finally he stopped at the signal light at the intersection.

He slowly raised his head, glanced at the one-eyed Andres and the big Zach who were already standing across the road, then turned to look at Leslie beside him, his eyes gradually turned to relief and clarity, and he smiled.

"Can you wait for me?"

"...You want to go back?"

Leslie looked back in the direction of the restaurant door, shrugged and said with a smile, "I'll accompany you!"

"Okay~Thank you!"

"Hahaha~ Why are you so polite? Let's go~"

. . .

Restaurant door.

Old David took out a 10-meter knife from his pocket, slapped it on the hand that his old friend stretched out cheerfully, shook his head slightly and said.

"This brat, is it difficult to walk past that excuse?"

Old Samuelson laughed heartily, waved the 10-meter knife he won twice, and said proudly.

"Next time, if something good like this happens again, remember to call me!"

"..."

Old David looked at David who turned back, and he was also looking forward to what this kid would say~

2 minute later.

David stopped in front of the two old men, calmed his breathing, bowed slightly to old Samuelson, and then said to old David.

"I want to sell my heating oil futures contract~"

"I hope... you will allow me to buy some Standard Oil stock."

Old David said nothing and looked at his old friend Samuelson.

Samuelson looked at David's calm eyes, shook his head slightly, and asked: "Do you think... there will be another oil crisis? Do you have your own views on domestic inflation?"

David smiled confidently and quickly replied without thinking: "Within half a year, the oil crisis will definitely happen!"

"As for the inflation problem, I can try to come up with a few solutions~"

"As you once said, the degree of government control over the free market has a direct impact."

. . .

10 minute later.

David briefly explained his increasingly mature theory of controlling inflation~

After listening attentively, Samuelson frowned and did not comment on David's theory.

He turned to look at old David and asked softly: "Do you remember... When we were studying at Harvard, the instructor asked a question when we were auditing a philosophy class?"

Old David raised his eyebrows and shook his head: "I forgot~"

"Hehe~"

With a smile on his lips, Samuelson looked at Boy David and said, "He said that in our hearts, we should establish a correct view of right and wrong that will last throughout our lives~"

"For example: judges and jurists should judge the guilty or innocent based on the evidence and facts in court; they should not be led by the media or critics to become the bastards of those who want to escape legal punishment. Accomplice~"

"For our economists who study and study economics, we always use backward perspectives and theories to view and apply new economic problems in the new era, which will inevitably lead to the emergence of new problems among policymakers. The illusion that the old methods can be done..."

Samuelson stretched out his hand, patted David's shoulder gently, and said with a smile: "You are a young investor and a businessman~"

“Today’s Wall Street judgment of success is very simple and direct~”

"Those who make more money are the winners, and those who lose a lot or go bankrupt are the losers~"

“Wall Street’s theory of the weak and the strong has never been something that academic researchers and onlookers like us can experience personally.”

"So, you don't have to have an overreaction to my words~"

"What should you do and how should you do it? Don't change your decision rashly just because of my few words!"

"Perhaps, your little change will affect many people's decisions!"

After hearing this, David smiled like a fool, raised his hand and scratched his head, and responded: "I understand, Professor, please don't worry!"

"Hahaha~" Old Samuelson's hand became stronger and his laughter became more hearty~

Old David narrowed his eyes slightly and waited patiently for a while before smiling gently at David.

"Now, do you still want to sell the heating oil contract?"

"Sell!" David nodded simply without changing his mind.

"Hmm...then what?"

"Buy gold!"

"all?"

"all!"

"Haha~ Are you so optimistic about the price of gold? It will definitely rise?"

David turned to look at Leslie beside him, put his arm around his shoulders, and explained to old David.

"This money... should be invested to earn income, not used for speculative transactions at the risk of losing money~"

"Yes, I am very optimistic about the trend of gold prices~"

"When... the gold price rises enough to cover the income of investment clients, I will use the extra money to carry out my risky speculation plan~"

Old David nodded slightly and asked: "That's... the plan you and Old Morgan talked about?"

"Correct!"

"Hmm~"

He pondered for a moment, put the hands he had just put behind his back, hugged his chest again, and said.

"There is no need to sell your heating oil futures contract. Just transfer it to us."

"Is Sam Rogers in charge of this?"

David blinked and was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Yes ~ he is here..."

"Hehe~"

"The resale price will be based on the market price this afternoon~"

"Are you going to use the money to buy gold? Our Chase Bank can help you~"

"And, I can give you a short-term mortgage loan equivalent to gold!"

David put away his smile and still put his arm around Leslie's shoulders. He glanced at the old Samuelson who was watching the fun happily, thought for a while and said.

"it is good!"

"However, the loan interest... must be increased by 30%!"

"...With a half-year term, you can pay it back in full without interest at any time!"

"Then... the loan contract must stipulate that for early repayment, a certain percentage of handling fees calculated on the basis of interest exemption must be paid."

The smile on Old David's lips slowly widened, he lowered his arms, shook his head and said with a smile: "You are going to London this time..."

"The credit limit of the Chase Bank credit card in your name will be increased to $100 million."

“You can pay the full amount of your credit card bill in installments at any time, interest-free and without any additional fees!”

David also smiled and took back his arm from Leslie's shoulder, and continued: "I happen to have some great ideas about credit cards~"

"Originally, it was planned to be given to Citibank or... Bank of America ~ Now, they have a better place to go!"

Old David turned to look at his old friend Samuelson, and extended his right hand to David: "Deal!"

"Hahaha~Thank you!"

. . .

Old Samuelson and Leslie, who were standing next to the two of them, looked at their right hands tightly clasped together and laughed in tacit understanding~

Old Samuelson took a half step back with emotion and looked at it again. .The kid in front of me is David Coleman.

Leslie, who was transparent throughout the whole process and acted as a backdrop, had a very complicated mood at the moment when he had reached a tacit cooperation with his friend David and Grandpa David~

"Whoo~"

Leslie let out a long breath and took a step back, imitating old Samuelson, trying to look at Grandpa David and David from a slightly further angle.

David. .He successfully took another big step forward!

What about him?

Still is. .Staying where you are~

----

The Queen.

Angel Fund Project R&D Center.

The person in charge, Alicia Nash, and a group of young people were gathered around a simple test bench, discussing something with each other.

Outside the laboratory door, Alicia's secretary knocked on the door and waved to her ~ A visitor was coming!

Alicia said a few words to the people around her, left the conference room, and followed the secretary to meet the visitor she mentioned, Black Mike. .

"Hi Mike!"

"Hi~Mrs. Nash, hello!"

The two met in David's hometown, the small town of Morrison~

Alicia, whose children are already in college, enthusiastically led Black Mike to her office and asked him.

"You come to me...it's David. Is there anything you need to do?"

Black Mike sat down, looked around the office, and said with a smile, "Yeah~"

"He wanted me to contact Professor Martin at Princeton University."

"We called Professor Martin's phone number, but no one answered~"

"Oh~ wait a minute!"

Alicia flipped through her address book and found Martin's new number, copied it down, and handed it to Black Mike.

"Martin has just been promoted in school, and his number has just been changed. Before you go, you can contact him by calling this number~"

"Ok~ Then don't bother me. I still have to try to get back before dark~"

"..OK!"

Alicia enthusiastically sent Black Mike to the gate without being curious to ask about David's intention of contacting Martin~

When she was in contact with her old friend Professor Martin a few days ago, she learned that Guy Luther, the president of Princeton University, proposed to the school board of trustees to entrust the school's endowment fund to David's company for investment~

President Guy Luther's proposal caused Princeton University's regents to argue for several days without making a final decision. .

This matter also slowly spread within Princeton University and caused a great uproar~

Some bad guys even went to the school director and threatened to investigate the boy named David Coleman, claiming that there was no investment company on Wall Street like President Luther mentioned. .

Faced with these "unhelpful" busybodies, Principal Luther did not stand up to explain anything. Instead, he reconvened the school directors and held a closed-door meeting.

The result of the meeting. .

The school directors all learned their lesson this time, so no one knows the latest content of the meeting~

When Alicia told her husband Professor Nash about this, Professor Nash, who was reading a computer science-related book, had an interesting reaction ~

He thought about it seriously, and then said to his wife: "Although, I am just a mathematician, I don't understand these investment matters at all~"

"But, I believe David!"

"I believe him, he knows what he is doing and what he should do~"

After hearing this answer, Alicia asked in confusion: "Why?"

Professor Nash smiled calmly and said: "Only those with depth know how to appreciate me~"

"Just you, Martin and David!"

"..."

"Okay~"

Alicia lost her mind to continue asking, calmed down and thought about it carefully, and finally let go of her entanglement. .

Principal Guy Luther’s character and ability are obvious to all~

He is willing to choose to believe in David, and is willing to use the university's only endowment fund to let him help invest~

It's already been explained. .The financial predicament and dilemma Princeton University is currently facing~

Like. .When Alicia and Professor Martin were on the phone, Martin said~

"My promotion just sounds nice. My salary has not increased at all, but my work has more than doubled."

"Many senior leaders in the university have responded to President Luther's call and voluntarily cut their salaries by more than half, working together to prepare to survive the financial crisis with the school in the past few years~"

. . .

Alicia stood at the gate of the project center and let out a long breath as she watched Black Mike's car disappear at the corner of the street.

If she and her husband Nash were still at Princeton University. .

what will happen?

At this moment, Alicia neither dares nor is willing to think deeply~

It's over, everything is over~

Alicia took a deep breath, feeling herself full of energy and turned towards the laboratory, ready to come up with the solution to the mass production problem of car anti-theft alarms and the first sample as soon as possible~

----

The sun sets~

Manhattan.

Wall Street, Stanley [-]th Floor.

Sam Rogers and Mu Brandes knocked on the door of David's office and sat down.

David, who was closing his eyes and concentrating, smiled at them and said, "Is everything solved?"

"Yes~"

"Heating oil futures contracts have changed hands."

"The people from Chase Bank opened a new account for our company and guaranteed that the gold mortgage loan will enter our account before next Tuesday."

"ok~"

David turned his body slightly from left to right, stretched his waist a lot, and asked.

"How much do we make on heating oil?"

Sam glanced at Mu Brandes beside him and said loudly with joy in his voice: "14605824 meters of knife!"

"...More than 460 million?"

"Yes, boss!"

"Wow~hahahaha~"

"Has the price of heating oil increased so much?"

Mu Brandes smiled and continued: "Have you forgotten? We only gained so much profit by increasing our financial leverage~"

"Actually, overall, the price of heating oil futures contracts has increased..."

"Ok, ok~Sorry, I was so happy that I forgot about it!"

Sam, who was on the side, also smiled and continued: "Our investment capital of 5000 million is currently stored in Chase Bank, plus our income is more than 1400 million."

"The staff who handled the handover with us said that the loan amount they approved was also 6400 million U.S. dollars, and they didn't charge a penny of the handling fee for buying gold~"

"How did you...do all of this?"

"Haha~ Guys, that's not important!"

David walked around the office twice excitedly. Instead of answering Sam's questions, he asked with a smile.

"what about you?"

"Want to get the bonus now? Or do you want to add it all together and get one big red envelope before Christmas?"

Sam and his old friend Mu Brandes looked at each other and said with a smile: "Boss, we have only just joined the company."

“Let’s wait until the end of the year to talk about the bonus~”

"..good!"

David walked up to Sam in one step, sat on the desk, and looked at the two of them: "I've been thinking about the purpose of this loan all afternoon but haven't made a final decision~"

"In a few days, after I think about it, we will talk in detail~"

"You guys, in the past few days, have also helped me imagine how to maximize our investment returns while ensuring that investment risks are controlled~"

"...Okay~"

Some time ago, I thought David was a man who liked risky investments, but now he couldn't understand David's conservative decision. .

This is. .A 180-degree turn?

Sam seems to have thought of more from what happened today~

He pondered for a moment and replied tentatively: "We still have more than 1000 million futures contract margins on hand, and the total funds are close to 8000 million."

"Instead of putting them in the bank to earn interest, why not... we buy some silver spot and store it in Chase Bank?"

"..Can!"

David rubbed his chin, nodded slightly, and agreed: "First take out 1000 million dollars, plus interest, and return it to Livlin."

"The rest, we will keep about 1000 million dollars as working capital, and the rest will be purchased in spot silver~"

"Then I will start contacting Chase Bank next Monday to talk about this matter!"

"ok~"

"Tonight, don't leave after get off work. Tell your family and I'll treat you to a big dinner to celebrate!"

"Hahaha~Okay, boss!"