Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

Manhattan, 42nd Street, Wildfire Restaurant.

David and others are in the private room, waiting for the big meal prepared by Brother Biao for everyone today~

After joking for a while, Livlin stood up and wanted to go to the bathroom.

Polly knew the layout of the restaurant in advance, so she took the initiative to stand up and leave the private room with Livlin.

Leslie, after watching the private room door close again, nodded slightly to David and said, "Thank you, you extended the invitation to us~"

"Livlin said that she really wants to go to London to visit and have fun. You should go with her~"

"...What about you? Aren't you going?"

"No~"

Leslie shook his head, glanced at Giles, and said with a smile: "The suggestions you gave old Mr. Morgan made him place a big bet~"

"London was once the world's financial center. There were many European bankers with huge amounts of liquidity. They lived there all year round and were always paying attention to various news in the international financial and commodity markets~"

"Grandpa David said that Mr. Morgan took you to London this time because he wanted you to collect more information that may have been missed from a new perspective and in a new environment to improve the success rate of this investment~"

David had already thought about the trip to London that Old Morgan invited him to.

He nodded his thanks to Leslie and joked: "It seems that you really like Livlin~"

"Cut~"

Before Leslie could speak, Bloom raised his middle finger and said contemptuously to David: "It's a big circle... Don't you just want Livlin to accompany you?"

"Livlin?...Where are we?" Giles asked before he could understand the situation.

Leslie smiled and explained to him: "David proposed a new plan~"

"He wants Livlin, Lilith, and Laura to join forces to buy some..."

Leslie told Giles about David's plan to build a fashion group~

Giles suddenly realized and complained to David: "Are you kidding me?!"

"Hahaha~"

"You bastard!"

"Super beautiful girl~?"

"Excuse me, can't you find a better one?"

"Hahaha~"

David winked at Leslie's three-year-old friend and waved: "This is really not an excuse I made..."

"There really is...a super beauty!"

"fxxxyou!"

"Only a fool would believe you again!"

"Hahahaha~"

. . .

Amidst the laughter of the four people, Livlin and Polly came back.

Behind them, Brother Biao held a big tray in his hand and knocked on the door of the room.

He served everyone the first carefully prepared dish~

"This is today's appetizer soup. It contains radish, ham, scallops, etc.~"

"Please taste it!"

Brother Biao, with the help of the waiter who followed behind him, served appetizer soup to everyone~

David smiled and thanked Brother Biao. He lowered his head and gently stirred the soup with a small spoon. He took a small sip and felt that the temperature was just right~

"This smell... wow~ Brother Biao, did you make this?"

Brother Biao grinned and said, "My junior sister Cui Yingying made it..."

"How does it taste?"

David nodded, took another big sip, smacked his lips a few times, and praised: "It's delicious ~ light, not greasy, slightly sweet, slightly salty, and a little... sour?"

"How did she do it?"

"Haha~ When all the dishes are served later, can you let the chef meet us?"

"Of course!"

Brother Biao, after hearing this sentence that he had been waiting for in his heart, David finally said it, and the smile on his face became even stronger~

He took two steps back, took the tray from the waiter waiting at the door, and introduced the dishes to several people while serving them.

"This is.."

David, who was already extremely hungry, picked up the tableware and stretched out his "devil palm" towards the dishes that were served~

ten minutes later.

Brother Biao has been standing at the door of the private room, serving carefully prepared dishes to everyone one by one~

As for the side dishes, Brother Biao took into account the situation when David and the others snatched the "eight-flavored lobster" last time, so he specially prepared eight more lobsters, hoping that everyone could "come back with a full load" this time~

For today’s main course, Brother Biao arranged a small piece of pan-fried Kansas veal steak for everyone~

On these tender and juicy steaks flown in from Kansas, Brother Biao and junior sister Cui Yingying teamed up to create a new sauce and poured it on top~

Coupled with the exquisite presentation, it looks particularly popular when it is served on the dining table~

After the main course, Brother Biao served everyone a sashimi platter and vegetable salad~

David wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin with satisfaction, looked at the various seafood sashimi slices cut out in front of him, and smiled at Brother Biao.

"They... what do they have?"

"Haha~ They are the newly arrived Hokkaido sweet shrimps, Canadian peony shrimps, Alaskan king salmon, bluefin tuna, etc.~"

"Oh~" David turned to look at Polly and asked.

"They...were all found with your help?"

Polly smiled and nodded slightly, and said softly: "They are the latest import business launched by Da Trading Company~"

"...Okay~"

Although David has already had plans and guesses in his mind, the Sidrich family, represented by Polly, can bring a lot of benefits to this restaurant~

But he really didn't expect that the Sidrich family's control over the New York seafood market has reached such an extent~

This reminded David of a joke he heard when he was working at the Wildfire Bar~

New Yorkers have always had the habit of eating oysters when drinking alcohol~

So every year, New York’s “oyster bars” consume a large amount of imported oysters~

Suppose that the Sidrich family, which has controlled the New York seafood market for a long time, wants to prevent a certain "oyster bar" that is disobedient and unwilling to pay the protection fee from selling its products. .

Then it is really impossible to buy any one from anyone in New York. .Oyster~

. . .

This lunch, which everyone was very satisfied with, has come to an end~

David and Sanshouyou did not directly engage in the "catch lobster" scene this time~

Giles held the dessert served by the female chef Cui Yingying. After tasting it, he nodded in praise.

“It’s delicious~Thank you for this meal!”

"Thank you~"

Cui Yingying, who was wearing the same chef uniform as Brother Biao, responded generously to the praise of "one of the investors" Giles ~

After David finished off the dessert cake on the plate in a few bites, he wiped his mouth and said.

"Brother Biao, your place is so close to my home..."

"From now on, I will be blessed~"

"Hahaha~"

"Haha~ Okay, I'm always waiting for you!"

"ok~"

David stood up, shook hands with Cui Yingying who was standing at the door, and said with a smile: "I also want to eat some Xiangjiang specialties, such as crystal shrimp dumplings, barbecued pork buns, wontons, etc."

"No problem~ Whenever you want to eat, just give me a call!"

"Hahaha~ thank you!"

Cui Yingying responded to David with a polite smile and moved her steps laterally to make more space~

David turned around and took Polly's little hand, and walked out of the private room first~

"Let's go, Brother Biao~ See you next time!" Bloomer, one of the investors, waved to Brother Biao and smiled.

"Goodbye, Mr. Wharton~"

"Thank you for your hospitality, goodbye~"

"Haha~ Goodbye, Mr. Morgan!"

Leslie walked in front of Livlin, looked at David's back in the distance, and joked to Brother Biao: "He is not a shareholder of the restaurant, remember to ask him to pay the bill next time!"

Brother Biao nodded seriously and promised: "Don't worry, I will do it!"

"Hahaha~ Let's go, Livlin~"

"Goodbye, Mr. and Mrs. Rockefeller!"

"Madam? Haha~" Livlin was very satisfied with Brother Biao's title~

She looked at the chef Cui Yingying and said with a smile: "Next time... when I want to hold a dinner party, please help me prepare some special delicacies~"

"Okay! I won't let you down~"

"ok~"

Livlin took a deep look at the "sweet-mouthed" Brother Biao, took Leslie's arm, and went downstairs~

Brother Biao happily gave a thumbs up to Junior Sister and whispered: "Today is perfect~! I'll go see them off~"

"Um.."

Cui Yingying slowly followed Brother Biao and watched him send the "restaurant owners" out of the door. She let out a sigh of relief and relaxed, feeling slightly nervous and apprehensive.

Fall to the ground, take root~

Without Brother Biao's strong support, Cui Yingying knew very well that she would never have settled down so easily after coming to New York~

The restaurant owners she met today, just by their last names, she knew the "good luck" that Brother Biao always talked about. .It’s full of gold~

. . .

outside the restaurant.

David and Giles chatted briefly, and then they dispersed and went about their own business~

Polly stood on the side of the street holding David's arm, watching Sanshouyou and Livlin get into the car and drive away, then she smiled relaxedly.

"Do you still have work to do?"

"..What's with you?"

"Hmm~ It's still that... Griselda Blanco's problem!"

"Oh? Has she contacted you?"

"Yes~ Her agent Field said that she can provide the trading company with import and export trade channels in South America and deepen the relationship between them in legitimate business."

David raised his hand and scratched his head, walked slowly towards the Wildfire Bar, thought for a while and then asked: "Parker? Is it him again..."

"Yes~"

"Hey~ this bastard!"

Polly glanced at the big Zach walking not far ahead and explained to David.

"I talked to Mr. Parker about this~"

"He said... he just acted as a middleman for Blanco and introduced a good business to her~"

"..what business?"

"Money laundering!"

David, silent~

What is the biggest headache for drug lords?

money laundering. .

Otis Parker introduced a new money laundering channel to Miami drug lord Griselda Blanco. .I gave her a golden mountain~

Of course, the person who makes the biggest profit in this business is definitely not the female drug lord Blanco~

Rather. .bank!

Otis Parker was one of the helpers introduced to David by Morgan Sr.

He introduced Blanco to money laundering channels, and it was impossible to leave the big international banks on Wall Street~

After all, the frequent movement of money among various accounts is one of their basic businesses.

The business of money laundering is simply a waste for these big banks. .It’s as easy as picking up money~

And drug lords are the "super big customers" who are most in need of cash and black money in the world. .

The two of them went into business together. .

David could only think of one word to describe it. .

Embarrassed!

. . .

David stopped not far from the Wildfire Bar.

He frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said to Polly: "Parker, I'll find him~"

"The security company is sending people to Miami, please wait~"

"Wait for me... Let's talk after I get back from London~"

Polly raised her hand silently, smoothed David's frown with her fingertips, and whispered softly.

"You have too many things to consider~"

"There's no rush, none of this is urgent!"

"Promise me not to push yourself too hard, okay?"

"..Okay~"

David opened his arms, hugged Polly, kissed her cheek, smelled her breath, and his mind began to slowly empty out and relax ~

. . .

42th Street.

Diagonally opposite the Wildfire Bar, not far away is the Auxiliary Police Office.

The person in charge, Auston, stood on the street with a cup of hot coffee in his hand and said to the short bearded young man next to him.

"You...have worked in all four precincts in Queens and Brooklyn?"

"Yes~" The bearded young man followed Auston's gaze and looked at the pair hugging each other across the street. .Couple?

Auston glanced at the upright young man who was newly recruited by him, smiled, and said: "The young man opposite, his name is David Coleman~"

"Remember what he looks like~"

"Our auxiliary police office would not exist without him!"

The bearded young man nodded silently and remembered David's appearance in his mind~

Auston doesn’t have the savings to explain, and he won’t ask questions~

He no longer had the strong curiosity about anyone and anything that he had when he first joined the police force a few years ago. .Rookie~

Auston drank coffee, watched David say goodbye to Polly, and went upstairs to go home. Then he turned around, looked at the bearded new subordinate named Far Pocchivino, and asked.

"Why don't you shave?"

"This... can make me look more fierce~"

"Hehe~"

"Then why don't you accept the benefits that your colleagues in the police station give you?"

Farr stared at Alston, shook his head slowly and said, "I don't need that money!"

"...Okay~"

Fal Pocchivino, an Irish-born plainclothes detective, has worked in many police stations~

Auston still clearly remembers the comments left by his former superiors in Far Pocchivino’s information~

"Farr is a person who works seriously and responsibly, and has the courage to rush to the front. He has made a huge contribution to the security work in New York!"

. . .

Far Pocchivino was promoted from an ordinary street police officer to a plainclothes detective. Only these two "official" comments were left in his profile?

Why?

The reason is very simple~

The "stubborn, unkind Irish bastard" rumored among many police colleagues is just a white cop who is unwilling to accept dirty money, an honest police officer~

he. .If he doesn't accept payment, his colleagues and superiors who do accept payment will of course work together and tacitly exclude him. .

At this time, Auston looked at Farr, like. .I saw myself more than ten years ago~

But later on, he did not choose to be as stubborn and alternative as Far Pocchivino~

Everyone charges money, but you don’t. .

You are not an alternative, what are you?

Who would trust you with their back?

Can the middle and senior police officers who also chose to take money look down on him?Can you not be secretly wary of him?

After working as a newcomer for nearly two years, Auston knew that if he continued to maintain his maverick attitude of not accepting illegal money, he would have no choice but to leave the police system and resign. He had no other choice. .

He took the money~

Colleagues are also willing to get close to him~

The boss also likes him~

It was as if everyone around him and the working environment had undergone a complete upgrade. .

. . .

Auston put the coffee cup in his hand on a car on the street, took out his wallet, took out all the money, and handed it to Far Pocchivino.

"Take them, shave...your big beard, and buy some decent clothes!"

Far Pocchivino looked down at the money handed over by Auston and silently took it.

Auston joked as he put his wallet away and took back his coffee cup.

“Rent in Manhattan is not cheap~”

"You... those colleagues in the anti-narcotics team can get nearly ten thousand dollars, or even tens of thousands of dollars in extra income every year~"

"Don't you want to make your life better?"

Far Pocchivino shook his head and replied simply: "I like being a policeman, the money aspect..."

"Follow me from now on, and you won't have to worry about whether to accept illegal money~"

"All the income you get here is reasonable, legal and clean money~"

"Of course, every year during the tax filing season, you should also find a smarter accountant to help you handle your tax forms!"

"...Okay, boss!" Fal Pocchivino showed the happiest smile he had seen in his several years as a police officer.

Auston shook his head slightly and cursed with disgust on his face: "Don't call me boss~ It's too ugly!"

"Hahaha~Okay, sir!"

----

District of Columbia.

Washington.

In an apartment building near the August Museum.

Mag Ludwig, standing at the door of the apartment, waved his right hand and smiled at his old friend coming up from the stairs.

"Hi~Janet!"

Mag's old friend, Janet Patrick, who was nearly forty years old, hugged Mag with a smile on her face. The two entered the apartment. After closing the door, she suppressed her excitement and spoke softly.

"It's so nice to see you like this!"

"..Thanks!"

"How are you?"

Janet gently brushed Mag's chest tie with her hand and said with a smile: "It's still the same~"

"When you called, the chicken I prepared for dinner was still in the oven~"

“每天，我都要照顾5个孩子、1个老公、2只猫、2条狗、14只兔子，还有。。你送给我的那盆郁金香～”

"Is it... okay?"

"very good!"

"At least it hasn't had the experience of being put in jail..."

"Hahaha~"

Janet raised her hand, touched a small scar on Mag's left chin, and said with tenderness in her eyes.

"You have become...somewhat different~"

Mag Ludwig raised his hand and slowly untied his tie, and smiled at the "old friend" in front of him who had not had in-depth communication for a long time.

"You have flown so far, you must do something big~!"

"Haha~ Shouldn't we go to Stan's restaurant on the corner first and have something to eat?"

"Oh? Are you hungry?"

"...Yes! I'm already hungry!"

"Just in time, I prepared something in the room..."

"Really? I want to see them now!"

With that said, the two of them grabbed each other with heavy breathing, quickly walked into the bedroom in the apartment, and closed the door heavily~

(Two thousand words are omitted below, please make up your mind~)

Emm. .

in the bedroom.

Mag hugged Janet, and the two of them calmed down their heavy breathing, half-leaning on the bedside, quietly bathing in the afternoon sun, feeling the subtle changes after a long separation. .

Mager asked Janet: "Are you coming to Washington this time for the unpassed Equal Rights Amendment?"

"I guess~"

"The main thing is...that phone number of yours~"

Mag smiled and kissed Janet's forehead: "Where is your original plan? How is it going?"

Janet showed a helpless smile and said: "There are no plans anymore~"

"Why?"

"In my opinion, there is no difference between supporting the amendment Bella Abzug and opposing the amendment Mrs. Phyllis~"

"They all use the Equal Rights Amendment as a tool to realize their political ambitions~"

Mager heard these two familiar names and smiled: "What about you? Do you support or oppose the amendment now?"

"I... still tend to support!"

"Hmm~"

"Then do you want to give a speech at the National Women's Conference the day after tomorrow?"

"What??" Janet suddenly broke away from Mag's arms and asked with disbelief on her face.

"You want me to go..."

"Haha~ That's right!"

"Tomorrow's conference will be attended by more than 1000 domestic and foreign media~"

"If you don't want to make a fool of yourself on stage, you should start planning now what you're going to say when you get on stage."

Janet's eyes sparkled and she nodded excitedly: "No problem~!"

"Actually, I have long fantasized about participating..."

As she spoke, her hands couldn't help but began to wave, trying to make Mag understand her. .

. . .

Of course Mag understands~

When he first met Janet Patrick, he could smell the unusually familiar scent from her~

it is. .Longing for, chasing after this taste of power!

hehe~

Among those who took the initiative to run to Washington, how many don’t want to chase and don’t desire power?

Mag is one of them, and Janet is one of them~

However, both of their "political careers" met miserably. .The impact of the Watergate incident~

Mag was imprisoned because of his misfortune, and Janet was forced to return to her hometown~

And now~

Mag stood up again. After receiving his call, Janet immediately left the family and returned here~

They all returned. .The place where we once chased our "dreams" together, Washington!