Manhattan Reborn 1978

Northeastern United States.

Massachusetts (Massachusetts).

In the suburbs of Boston, in Morgan Manor.

Morgan Sr. and his wife Neria were sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor leaning on each other, chatting with their second daughter Cheryl and his wife who had returned home from their honeymoon.

. . .

Cheryl Norton Morgan is the eldest daughter in the family and Lilith’s most admired idol~

Her new husband is Thomas Schumann Gruber, a professor at the New England Conservatory of Music in Boston and the youngest symphony genius composer at the academy.

Tus Schumann Gruber was born in Worcester, Massachusetts in 1946. He is a descendant of Austrian immigrants.

Tusi's family has average family conditions and he is a very ordinary working-class person.

When Tooth was 5 years old, he went out with his parents and heard a symphony by chance~

From then on, he was completely lost in the world of symphony. .

Although Tusi's parents are just hard-working migrant workers, they are very concerned about the youngest son in the family and hope that he can fully demonstrate his extraordinary musical talent~

Tusi's parents used their nine months' part-time salary to buy an old second-hand violin for their youngest son, and invited a neighbor who was proficient in violin to provide Tusi with musical enlightenment education.

Thus, the young Tusi started a musical life that shocked and amazed everyone, as if he was cheating~

When Tusi was 7 years old, he had already conquered his first violin teacher. .

(To this day, this first violin teacher still brags to his relatives and friends from time to time about his talented student ~ Boston’s famous young symphony composer, Tus!)

When Tooth was 8 years old, on the recommendation of his first teacher, he followed a teacher from the New England Conservatory of Music and began to learn music knowledge more systematically and comprehensively.

When Tus was 13 years old, he was already able to play Chenier's "50 Piano Etudes" very skillfully, and began to learn from Moshenkovsky's "Piano Technique Etude", Chopin's "Etude", etc., and even more Difficult piano music to challenge.

(Not speaking from a professional point of view, just using vernacular metaphors, you can think of Czerny etudes, works 849/299/740, etc., as a difficulty order from low to high, corresponding to silver, gold, and diamond ranks respectively. )

(And "Moshenkovsky Piano Etudes Op. 72" is the Star Rank; Chopin's "Etudes" is the King Rank; Liszt's 12 "Super Etudes" are the King Rank + ~ King Rank +++++++.)

(We often see some people sitting in front of the piano in short videos, movies and TV dramas, and casually playing a cool piano piece ~ However, most of them may not be able to complete it. Play Chopin's "Etudes" smoothly.)

(If you let professionals evaluate it, Chopin's "Etude" is enough to make most people crazy ~ Liszt's "Super Etude" can only be described as showing off his skills and showing off...)

(After all, this is just an etude! Practice... Why are you making it so difficult?)

(Just you! Franz Liszt!)

(Also: By the way, does anyone still remember Richard Clayderman?)

. . .

cough~

Let’s go back to Tus Schumann Gruber~

Tuss’s middle name, Schumann, originally did not exist~

The reason why he added Schumann in the middle of his name is also very simple. Tuss's favorite German composer, one of the representatives of romantic music, Robert Schumann!

Of course~

Tuss also knew that Schumann suffered from a serious mental illness. .

Butus did not see any contradiction between mental illness and his love of Schumann's music. .

. . .

When Tooth was 17 years old, he was admitted to the New England Conservatory of Music in Boston with his amazing musical talent and solid piano playing ability.

When Tucci was 20 years old, with the enthusiastic help of his mentors, he composed his first complete symphony.

When Tooth was 26 years old, he independently composed his third symphony, a symphony that combined classicism and romanticism, which shocked the domestic music circle.

but. .

During this year, he also met two women who changed his life~

One is his ex-girlfriend, and the other is one of his fans, the eldest daughter of the Morgan family, Cheryl.

Tus, because of that failed and unforgettable love affair, he was autistic and depressed for a long time~

It wasn't until the angel-like Cheryl appeared by his side, often accompanying him to relax, go on dates, and chat, that he gradually got over his emotional pain and accepted Cheryl's "pursuit"~

. . .

in the living room.

Cheryl lowered her head and caressed her flat belly with a happy face, and said to her husband, Tus.

"Dear, I want to hear... Mozart's "Rondo in D Major"!"

"it is good!"

Tus kissed Cheryl's forehead, smiled and nodded to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, stood up and strode to the antique piano not far away, looked up and down carefully, then turned to the bathroom with satisfaction. .

Cheryl, smiling at her husband's strange behavior, explained to Morgan Sr. and Nariya.

"Since I became pregnant, he has reduced his piano practice time every day and developed a good habit of washing his hands frequently."

"Hahaha~"

Old Morgan laughed and hugged his wife Neriya, shook his head and said: "This idiot only has music in his head..."

"dad!!"

"Ok, ok! I won't say anything anymore!" Old Morgan made a zipper gesture on his mouth. .

Seeing this scene between father and daughter, Neriya felt particularly pleased and smiled: "Tusi, everything is fine~"

"It's just that he needs to go out for a walk every day. He can't stay at home and face the piano all day~"

Cheryl couldn't hold back her laughter. She didn't dislike her husband Tooth's otaku character, but she liked him very much!

She looked back at Tusi who came out of the bathroom, and smiled at her mother Neriya: "Don't worry! When our child is born, Tusi and I will go out for a walk every day~"

"Um.."

"By the way, when is your due date? Have you made an appointment with the doctor for a check-up when you come back?"

"We have an appointment~ Do you want to go with me?"

"Okay!" Neriya glanced at her son-in-law Tusi who was sitting in front of the piano making preparations, and said with a hearty smile.

"Dad, what about you!? You go and do it too~!"

"Well... what date did you make an appointment?"

"Um...10 o'clock the day after tomorrow!"

Old Morgan shook his beard and shook his head helplessly: "I'm going to New York tomorrow night and then fly to London~"

"Next time~"

"London?"

Cheryl stood up, walked to Old Morgan and sat down, and asked curiously.

"Are you going...?"

"Hehe~"

"It's a new plan~"

"You were on your honeymoon, and I never mentioned this to you!"

Old Morgan pondered for a moment, and continued to speak amid the sound of his son-in-law Tusi's piano.

"Giles, he went to New York after graduation and met a boy named David Coleman~"

"I've seen this boy David twice..."

. . .

A long piano sound that is smooth and full of happiness and warmth echoes in the living room ~

Tusi’s fingers are like cheerful elves, dancing on the ivory keys~

Every clear and bright note is full of the happiness in Tusi's heart at this moment.

His playing fingers quickly started to feel hot from the unfamiliar feeling just now~

This strange, familiar yet unfamiliar feeling gave Tusi a new and more understanding of the song "Rondo in D Major"~

. . .

On the other side of the living room.

In fact, Cheryl, who had already learned about David's situation on the phone with Lilith, heard one again from her father, old Morgan. .An updated and more complete version!

Old Morgan stopped talking.

He was looking forward to what his eldest daughter thought of David Coleman with interest.

Sure enough, Cheryl did not disappoint him and quickly gave her own opinion.

"People and leaves are very similar!"

"Every leaf has its own completely different veins and patterns, and so do people~!"

"David, I've never seen it~"

"So, if you want me to say it now, I will choose to support your plan!"

"But... I have a question!"

"Why do you prefer General Electric so much?"

"Is there any element of David in this?"

Old Morgan smiled and nodded, stroking Qing Qing's daughter's hair with his hand.

"At noon, I made an appointment with the shareholders of General Electric Company to come to my house for dinner~"

"Your questions will be answered during lunch!"

"...Okay~"

Cheryl didn't dwell too much on this matter. She happily held Old Morgan's arm, smiled, and listened quietly to the sweet music.

Neriya, who was sitting on the other side of Old Morgan, was also half leaning on her husband's arms, squinting her eyes and enjoying the long-lost warmth at this moment.

----

new York.

Manhattan, upstairs at Wildfire Bar on 42nd Street.

David stared at the microphone in his hand for a few seconds, then slowly put it away and let out a sigh of relief.

This call was from Pine, informing him of his itinerary~

Tomorrow, old Morgan will come to New York.

In the evening they will take the Morgan family's private jet to London.

David asked himself about this trip to London and was not really looking forward to it. .

He can still be regarded as a little shrimp, following old Morgan to London, and he can only be shrouded in the halo of old Morgan's identity to add some attributes to himself. .

And whether these attributes are good or bad, David has no way of knowing now~

After all, in David's opinion, if we put aside their respective interests, few of these so-called consortiums and big guys seem to have particularly strong friendships~

If there really is such a "Steel Friendship Alliance".

Seamus, the Norton family and the Morgan family where he lives, must be counted as one!

Old Wharton and old Morgan, probably. .That’s half of it!

Old Morgan and Rockefeller, David can only count half of them based on his analysis based on the level he has been exposed to.

Because after David came back from the meeting with old David, he carefully reviewed all the details and conversations after the meeting~

He found that Old David was definitely a super boss and old fox with full levels, skills, equipment, status, attributes, etc.!

David's little thoughts and small psychological fluctuations were controlled by this old guy!

That's why David Sr. and Paul Samuelson stood in front of the restaurant, waiting leisurely. David would definitely choose to turn back!

Emm. .

David never thought that he could take advantage of his cooperation with Old Morgan, Old David and others~

He can get back the profits from the heating oil futures contract in the hands of Old David, which is considered short-term. .The biggest reward!

Ten million. .Rich man! ?

hehe~

A fortune worth tens of millions of dollars, what is nothing in New York?

Rich people! ?

That’s just barely reached this level~

Going higher still is not a level of wealth that David can reach with his own ideas and abilities.

Robbery has always been one of the best shortcuts to making a fortune!

New York has no shortage of robbers in every sense of the word!

. . .

David raised his hand and rubbed his cheek vigorously several times to put aside all these "distracting thoughts" in his head. .

He spread his hands and took out the check folder from his pocket. After pondering for a moment, he picked up the phone and made a call.

----

Manhattan.

42nd Street, across the street from Wildfire Bar.

David's secretary, Maggie Bianchi, wore a decent orange dress, a light red gauze scarf around her neck, and a short green coat with shoulder pads, making her look elegant. .Showing a colorful and eye-catching style?

cough~

I can’t edit anymore~

Maggie's aesthetic. .Just thinking about it makes my eyes irritate and give me a headache. .

. . .

Maggie, it's a rare day off today.

In the morning, she happily went to get her hair done, giving her the long and wavy hairstyle that is most popular among girls nowadays.

However, her good mood changed after she returned home and received a call from Black Mike. .Feeling uneasy~

finally. .Coming?

David him. .Are you finally going to attack me? ?

Although Black Mike specifically explained a few words on the phone, David asked her to come to the house just to talk about business and nothing else. .Thoughts~

but!

Maggie as secretary. .Can you think so?

Maggie, you’re not a little white rabbit who just started working!

On Wall Street, how many of the so-called boss’s full-time secretaries don’t carry the title of “boss’s lover” on their head?

The compulsory homework for these "secretaries" every day is to constantly keep up with trends and change the latest fashions, hairstyles, perfumes, stockings, etc., in order to gain more attention and attention from their bosses. .trust? ?

Trust is out of the question~!

favorite. .It’s almost the same as the leering eyes~!

Of course Maggie knows this unspoken rule that can’t even be called a secret~

Therefore, after being recommended to David by Lilith, she worked hard to make herself look impressive. .Don't have any bad thoughts!

But. .She got this call from Black Mike!

She must make the right choice!

She still has a large student loan to pay off. .

Every month, she also sends some living expenses that she has saved hard to her family to help improve her family's poor life~

she. .There is no choice anymore~

she. .I can only bite the bullet and come to the appointment~

. . .

In the afternoon sun.

Maggie Bianchi raised her hand to straighten the gauze scarf around her neck, trying to calm down her nervous mood. .

She looked down at the small bag on her arm and checked what she had bought specially. .The latest small umbrella, biting my lip hard, encouraging myself to take a brave step forward. .This step!

. . .

After a few minutes.

Black Mike walked in front of Maggie, his lips hanging. .Ready to see the lively smile, he knocked on the door of David's house.

"Oh~ It's you~" David, who opened the door for the two of them, smiled and waved to them.

"Black Mike, you can sit down wherever you want."

"Maggie, come on in!"

"I happen to be going out soon, and... more than 20 minutes, which is almost enough!"

Black Mike looked at David, talking to himself, and walked towards the kitchen. Then he consciously stepped out of the way and made a "please" gesture to Maggie in a very gentlemanly manner.

Maggie. .His whole body was tense, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he slowly took a step forward and entered the gate.

Black Mike had already figured out Maggie's. .Worried and nervous, he smiled silently and stretched out his hand to close the door from the outside. .

"Touch! ~Click~"

The sound of the door closing behind her made Maggie stop suddenly~

She felt that her heartbeat exceeded 120 beats in an instant. .

Come. .Already?

coming!

"Hu~his~hu~"

"Maggie, please... don't be nervous!"

. . .

In the kitchen, David finished two cups of coffee, took them and walked to the living room, glanced at Maggie, who was still standing at the door, and smiled.

"Please come in and sit wherever you want!"

"I have..." David stood looking up and down Maggie's rather "fashionable" outfit, and couldn't help but feel a little excited. .Bad thoughts~

. . .

How about teasing her?

Emm. .

Forget it!

If she took out small scissors, a small awl, and a small pistol from the small bag in her hand, she would accidentally hit David a few times. .

cough~

I x!

The gain outweighs the loss~!

. . .

After these "distracted thoughts" flashed through David's mind, he sat down, waved to Maggie and smiled.

"Don't be nervous~"

"If... you feel insecure, you can open the door and I will sit here and chat with you for a while~"

When Maggie heard David's kind "suggestion", the tension in her heart subsided slightly.

She tried her best to give a very formulaic smile and nodded.

"It's okay with me sir!"

"What's the matter with you..."

"Hehe~"

David picked up the coffee and said with a smile: "I'm going to London with old Mr. Morgan tomorrow~"

"You know~ I have a habit of taking notes anytime and anywhere."

"But in many social situations, I can't just take out my notebook and take notes..."

"Haha~"

"So, after I learned that your memory is very good, I wanted you to accompany me to London."

"Of course~"

"You can rest assured that our relationship is just a working relationship."

"If you don't want to go, I won't force you~"

"As long as you say no, you can leave at any time~"

"I will never use this matter to make things difficult for you or to fire you~!"

After David finished speaking, he took a sip of coffee and waited with a smile.

After Maggie heard this, most of the nervousness in her heart subsided, she secretly exhaled and replied.

"It is my honor to bring convenience to your work!"

"I.."

"Forget it, Maggie!"

When David heard her formal politeness, he immediately gave up the plan.

"Well... Maggie, thank you for coming! And thank you for trusting me!"

"I have some things here that I need you to do as soon as you get to work tomorrow. Please take them up~"

"...Okay boss~"

David stood up and gave Maggie the records that had been prepared on the table.

Maggie took it, looked at it, and put it into a small bag.

After the two chatted politely for a few words, David took the initiative to open the door and see her off.

. . .

To be polite is to refuse tactfully~

Reluctantly, you never get the best results.

It’s not difficult to fire a Maggie~

But it is too troublesome to find a trustworthy, capable secretary who understands the company's operations and personnel situation!

Besides, Maggie is the work secretary specially recommended to him by Lilith. Her abilities are great~

From now on, David doesn't want Maggie to feel grudge against him and create a barrier because of this reluctance, which will affect his normal work ~

. . .

Maggie is gone.

David looked at the two cups of coffee that were still steaming and smiled to himself.

The plan for the "Maggie Brand" recorder fell through, so we had to start a backup plan~

David looked down at his watch and felt that it was almost time. Let's go to the appointment first~

----

Manhattan.

Gold Coin Hotel.

Mag Ludwig came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.

Following him, Janet Patrick walked out of the bathroom, wearing a large bath towel and asked with a smile.

"Are we going to meet your boss in a minute?"

"No~"

"Let's go see him again tomorrow!"

"I made an appointment with Lynch to have dinner together tonight~"

"It just so happens that I can introduce it to you~"

"Lynch?"

"Yes~"

"His name is Lynch Colson, and he is running for governor of New York State. It is estimated that the results will be available in a few days."

"Ah oh~"

Janet took off the towel on her head, walked to the mirror, and smiled at Mag in the mirror.

"How did you meet him?"

"Why have I never heard you mention him?"

"Hehe~"

"That's... another story~"

"I'll tell you about it at dinner."

"...Okay~"

"By the way, will he bring a female companion? Do I need to prepare a gift?"

Mag took off his bathrobe, rubbed his slightly fat belly, thought for a moment, shook his head and smiled.

"That guy has too many female companions~"

"Let's forget about the gift!"

"Hehe~"

Janet was arranging her wet hair with her hands, but her eyes were staring at Mag in the mirror without blinking, and she said teasingly.

"What about you? Don't you have any other female companions?"

"...Hey~"

Mag showed an expression like "I knew you would ask this" and spread his hands.

"A few days ago, I was an alcoholic who was drunk all day long. Maybe I would die drunk on the street one night..."

"Where can I find a female companion!?"

"Hahaha~"

Janet laughed and gave Mag an "I'm very satisfied" look.

"Okay~ It seems that I am the only angel willing to save you~"

"Hahaha~ That's right!"

----

Manhattan.

In a studio rented by an advertising company.

"Ok!"

"It's passed~"

The director of a Tiffany jewelry commercial gave a thumbs up to Milan La, the heroine of the commercial.

"All filming is over~"

"Milanla~ You are great!"

"If I have it next time..."

Miranla walked up to the director obediently, covered her chest with her clothes, bowed slightly, and thanked the director for his praise, help and invitation.

Zina, who had been accompanying Miranla during the filming, also walked up to the director and said some "tactful rejections" on behalf of Miranla that she was not very good at.

The director shook his head with regret, took out his business card and handed it to Zina, saying that he could contact her often in the future~

Zina handed over her business card, and after a few polite words, she led Miranla out of the studio.

. . .

Outside the studio.

Paige Olson, one of the heads of the advertising company who came here to work overtime today, was holding a cigarette in her hand. She looked at Zina and Zina in surprise and asked.

"Finished?"

"Yes~"

"Oh~ How are you going? Can I drive and you?"

"No~thank you!"

"It just so happens that Miranla and I have nothing to do in the evening, so we are going to go shopping at the boutique clothing store on Fifth Avenue~"

"Page, are you coming too?"

Page took a puff of cigarette and shrugged helplessly: "Since joining Da Film and Television Company, my husband Stan complains to me every day~"

"He said I was going to become the busiest... strong woman on Madison Avenue~"

"I don't care about the children at home, and I don't have time to do my share of housework~"

"He and his children live in the garbage dump all day long..."

Zina smiled and said that she understood very well, and casually snatched the cigarette from Paige's bed: "Then what are you waiting for?"

"Tomorrow is Monday again!"

"There isn't much time left for you to do housework tonight!"

"Hahaha~"

Page covered his forehead with his hands and smiled bitterly: "Okay~ you win!"

"Um...Milanla, I know you have never thought of continuing your career as an advertising model."

"But I still have to say, you are absolutely beautiful!"

"David...he is not worthy of you!"

Miranla pursed her lips, shook her head with a bright smile and said, "Thank you Page!"

"Hahaha~"

"Okay~ Goodbye, let's go!"

"goodbye!"

. . .

Peppa Pig left very gracefully.

Zina and Miranla came to the dressing room and closed the door.

Zina watched Miranla slowly take off her gorgeous clothes and put on her clothes again. The whole body was not worth 100 meters of clothes. She shook her head slightly and said nothing, but she felt again in her heart. Sighed.

"This little girl looks gentle and well-behaved on the outside, but on the inside she is very stubborn and accepts death..."

"Hey~ David...that bastard!

"How come he can't avoid this delicate flower that Milan pulls?"