Manhattan Reborn 1978

On the Pacific Ocean, Hawaii.

Honolulu International Airport.

The afternoon sunshine and the fresh air with a slight smell of sea made Zina, who flew from New York, feel the "enthusiasm" of Hawaii as soon as she stepped out of the cabin~

Passenger exit.

Mr. Gardener was wearing a very classic Hawaiian flower shirt + big shorts + slippers. He was carrying two bags in his right hand and smiled at Zina and the two who were walking out with the crowd.

"Welcome to Hawaii!"

"Hahaha~" Zina smiled and walked up to the gardener whom she had met several times, raising her eyebrows and jokingly said.

“You’re already Hawaiian?!”

"Of course~"

"Not just me, but you too~"

"Hello, Mr. Romano!"

David Romano, who came up behind Zina, looked at Mr. Gardener up and down, smiled and nodded without saying a word.

"Let's get our luggage first, and then go back to the hotel~" Zina reached out and took Mr. Gardener's arm, turned to Romano and said.

"Good~"

"..."

Mr. Gardener didn't seem to notice Romano's attitude of "valuing words like gold", and he still smiled and chatted with Zina about the interesting things he had done on the island in the past few days.

. . .

Royal Hawaiian Hotel.

Under the strong sunshine in the afternoon, it is almost impossible to imagine that it had just rained heavily in the morning~

four floors.

In the living room of his room, David adjusted the sound of the TV news to medium, looked down at a newspaper in his hand, and frowned~

Not far away, the maid Chasida walked gently to him and put down a pot of freshly squeezed sugar cane juice. Then she walked gently to the corner by the door and looked out the window quietly in a daze. .

"Everyone, the place behind me is San Gabriel in the Los Angeles area, a gas station just south of Caltech."

"Since this morning, there has been a queue of tens of meters of vehicles waiting for refueling~"

"According to the staff at this gas station, the reason for the long queue of refueling vehicles today is that the vehicles transporting fuel to the gas station were accidentally hijacked during transportation."

"The truck driver of the fuel transport truck had no choice but to hand over the vehicle to the robbers in order not to cause the armed robbers to act violently."

"However, the information we received from the police is..."

"..." David put down the newspaper in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, and finished reading this TV news report. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Carjacking?

hehe~

It's only been a few years since the last time there was a long line at a gas station.

Today, only ten days have passed since Iran officially stopped exporting oil~

Actually. .Has anyone with a keen sense of smell noticed something? !

Although, the long-term storage conditions of gasoline and diesel are very harsh.

The U.S. government still controls domestic fuel prices very carefully.

If these profiteers who intend to privately hoard, buy and resell vehicle fuel are discovered and caught. .

It is very likely that you will be taken to court!

But~

Wealth is moving!

Regardless of whether anyone was involved in the last oil crisis, this time there will definitely be many people who are willing to take a gamble and come up with more bizarre x operations!

A lame excuse for carjacking. .

I guess I will see it more often in the future. .

"Whoo~"

David picked up the remote control, turned the TV to another news program, lay back on the sofa, and watched it quietly. .

After a while.

"Clang~clang~"

After two knocks on the door, Mr. Gardener walked in with Zina and David Romano.

"Hi ~ Good afternoon!"

"Welcome to Hawaii~" David smiled and walked towards the two of them, opening his arms and smiling.

Zina hugged David tightly, kissed his ear twice affectionately, and said with a smile: "Who is this? You don't need me to introduce you, right?"

"Hahaha~" David and David Romano looked at each other and smiled.

"Hello, David!"

"You too, David~"

. . .

After a few minutes.

The two Davids, who had the same first name but different surnames and a 20-year age difference, just chatted for a few words and got down to business.

David looked at Romano, who was smiling and thanking the maid Chasida, and asked, "I thought you would come to New York a few days later~"

"It happened...Is it an emergency?"

"Ok!"

Romano glanced at the maid Chasida who disappeared at the door, put away his smile, and whispered.

"I originally wanted to take a good rest and take my family to New York to see you in a few days~"

"But, something unexpected happened..."

"Accident?"

"Can you tell me?"

Romano closed his mouth and looked at Xina, who was sitting calmly next to David, without saying a word.

David reached out and took Zina's hand, smiling: "She is one of our own."

"..Tsk~"

"Ok."

"You haven't been back to Italy yet, have you?"

"Uh... no~"

"Actually, it's not an accident."

"I live in Naples, Campania, a region in south-central Italy."

"Campania is the territory of my gang, Gomorrah~"

"In the northeast of Sicily, across the sea, the Calabria region is the territory of the 'Ndrangheta."

"Starting more than ten years ago, part of the 'Ndrangheta took advantage of the end of that chaotic era to quickly enter the Milan area, occupy a lot of territory, and intervene in a lot of businesses~"

"At that time, my gang was facing strong suppression by the Italian government, and there was nothing we could do to stop them from extending their tentacles from southern Italy to Milan in the north."

"In the following ten years, the power of Gomorrah and the 'Ndrangheta in the Milan area has been in a delicate balance~"

"Until this time, I wanted to integrate some leather and fabric workshops in the Milan area, and I happened to encounter the Calabria headquarters and the Milan branch of the 'Ndrangheta. The conflicts accumulated over the years suddenly broke out."

"Erupt?" After David heard this, he happened to encounter what he said, and a big question mark was drawn in his heart.

Romano didn't explain too much in this regard. He pondered for a while and then said.

"There is no one like Malkin in all of Italy!"

"There is no family like Sidric~"

"According to official data released by the Italian government in 76, the number of gangs in Sicily has exceeded 180."

"There are about 150 gangs in the Campania region."

"As the most important port city in Campania, the number of gangs in Naples has exceeded 50 for the first time!"

"As for Calabria, the most chaotic and poorest region in Italy, the number of gangs exceeds 260."

"This does not include the Milan and Parma regions in northern Italy."

"I manage nearly half of the gang business within Gomorrah..."

"Most of the time, I interact with business representatives, government officials and businessmen from various gangs."

"That's why I was not immediately implicated in this chaotic war that affected all gangs in southern Italy and many government departments."

"...I understand~"

David understood what Romano was saying, drew circles on Xina's palm with his fingertips, thought for a moment and asked.

"You came out this time and planned to wait until everything was settled... before you go back to clean up the mess?"

David Romano smiled and sighed: "Italy now is very much like New York a few decades ago..."

"In the Milan area in the north, branch gangs of the 'Ndrangheta have been in business for many years and have a lot of money. They are no longer willing to be dictated by the greedy old guys at the 'Ndrangheta headquarters in Calabria~"

"The situation in Sicily is also very worrying..."

"There is no such thing as a family now, let alone a respected Mafia..."

"Mafia..." David repeated the word Romano said in his mind, feeling a little weird as he continued to listen to him.

"In Gomorrah, some second- or third-generation young people are also extremely impatient with the conservativeness and caution of the older generation."

"And I am in the middle of these two generations, so naturally it will cause some people..."

Romano's voice stopped again~

David tilted his head and looked at Romano for a few seconds, nodded slightly, and said to Xina.

"Can you help me...find Mr. Gardener?"

"Of course~" Xina stood up with a smile and walked out of the room quickly.

David watched her disappear from the door, picked up the TV remote control behind him, turned the volume to the maximum, then invited Romano to come to the TV and asked face to face.

"what can I do for you?"

Romano was very surprised by David's "cautiousness", holding the TV with his hand and laughing.

"This year is an election year in Italy!"

"I'm not sure what these guys have planned at this time of year to let the conflict completely break out~"

"But I know very well that this large-scale chaos will definitely not end until hundreds of people die~"

"So, I need help besides money and people!"

“For example: first-hand latest news!”

"information?"

"Which aspect?"

“Everything~”

"Forehead.."

David smiled self-deprecatingly, rubbed his chin and said, "The gardener I just asked Zina to find is a master of information~"

"Oh?"

"Is that the guy who picked us up at the airport?"

"Yes, that's him~"

Romano pressed his finger on the TV, rubbed it back and forth a few times, and whispered with a wider smile on his lips.

"You're really...smart!"

"Haha~Thank you for the compliment!"

"But he alone is not enough!"

"I need a reliable collaborator who can help me get the latest secret information from multiple channels!"

"Yeah~ I understand."

David raised his eyebrows confidently and said with a smile: "It just so happened that I made a new acquaintance with Mr. Fair last time I went to London."

"He...should be able to help you a lot~"

"However, he might... The price is very expensive~"

"expensive?"

"Hahaha~"

Romano raised his eyebrows confidently and smiled: "I can pay at least 100 million yuan for a piece of news ~ as long as it is useful to me!"

"...Haha~" David could only smile and nod at Romano's sudden burst of "rich" aura.

Seeing his "awkward smile", Romano couldn't help but relax a little: "I'm here to see you. Old Malkin and Ludy both know it."

"But none of them stayed to accompany you to see me..."

"Yeah, I know."

David put away his smile and recalled the way Polly turned around in two steps and hesitated to speak when he was at the airport, and shrugged.

“It’s good for both of us to be able to cooperate and help each other relatively independently~”

"That's why I will stay here and wait for you!"

Romano no longer controlled his emotions and laughed loudly: "Good! Very good!"

"Tell me~ What can I do for you?"

David raised his eyebrows and showed four wrinkles on his forehead: "I don't know yet... What is your main business?"

"The business I have is very complex - I do almost everything."

"However, I am doing well in the construction, hotel, entertainment, trade, gold and jewelry industries in southern Italy~"

"There are also industries such as clothing, textiles, and tanning. I am also working on integrating some scattered resources."

"In a few years, they will all be able to generate considerable profits!"

"Wow~"

"Is your business so big?"

"Hehe~"

"These are not my personal business, but the gang's business."

"They can bring billions of lire of income to Gomorrah every year~"

"Oh~"

David glanced down at the TV, thought about it seriously, and said, "You just said you were in the gold and jewelry industry..."

"You are in Mexico, do you have any friends?"

"Mexico?" Romano asked strangely.

"Yes, yes...but it depends on what you want to do?"

“Buy silver!”

"silver?"

"Didn't you tell Old Malkin that you wanted to buy spot gold and oil?"

"Uh...hehe~"

David shook his head slightly with a bitter smile and said: "Both of them are national strategic reserve materials."

"If I buy less and speculate, no one will notice me~"

"But if I want to play bigger...my strength won't allow it..."

"Winning is the most important thing!"

"Winning less can save me a lot of unnecessary trouble."

"Hmm~"

"You're right to think so..." Romano asked, shaking his fingers quickly on the TV.

"How much do you want to buy?"

"How many can you buy?"

"...You want both?"

"Yes! All of them!"

David raised his arms and said with an exaggerated smile: "If you can help me buy hundreds of millions of dollars of silver from Mexico, I will make a fortune!"

"Haha~ok!"

"I do my best."

"OK, thanks!"

"Hahaha~"

. . .

After the two Davids laughed.

Zina led Mr. Gardener into the room "at the right time".

David pulled Romano affectionately, gave him and the gardener a brief introduction, and asked directly.

"Can you contact Mr. Fair?"

"Phil?"

The gardener glanced at Romano and smiled: "Only Parker can contact him at any time, but I can't."

"Then... let's just wait here for his call, okay?" David pointed to the guest room phone not far away and asked.

"Of course~"

"Do you have anything else to do?"

"Um...yes!"

"When are we moving?"

"Have they sorted everything out at the vacation home?"

"Not yet~"

"But, I guess... we should be able to enjoy dinner at the resort house~"

"Okay~" David patted his belly happily and smiled at Romano.

“My stomach keeps protesting from all the Hawaiian-style dishes I’ve been eating these days!”

"Finally a change of taste..."

"Hahahaha~" Romano, the gardener and Xina all laughed out loud.

----

Northeastern United States.

new York.

It's approaching midnight~

Manhattan, Gold Coin Hotel.

After finishing his work, Odis Parker, wearing a nightgown, walked to the door of the room and opened the door.

Elena Mesa, who was standing outside the door, stared at Mr. Parker quietly for a while and whispered.

"Tomorrow morning, I'm going to Hawaii."

"Oh? What's your problem?"

"I..." Elena lowered her head and hesitated for more than ten seconds before saying.

"I want to keep a room at your place!"

"Room?" Mr. Parker put his hands in his pockets, looked at Elena quietly for a while, and nodded slowly.

"I can reserve your room for you temporarily."

"Thank you!"

"Well~ Do you have anything else to do?"

"Gone."

"Ok ~ I wish you a happy journey!"

"..."

. . .

Elena, go.

Mr. Parker walked into the bedroom, lay on the bed, turned off the bedside lamp, and showed a strange smile on his lips.

----

new York.

Manhattan, 66th Street.

Harold Stone, the head of the FBI's New York branch, stared at several documents that had just been delivered to him with red eyes.

"Hi~hoo!!"

After a few minutes.

Harold let out a long breath, leaned back in his chair, rubbed his dry eyes, and fell into deep thought.

These things were left behind by that bastard Ludy before he left New York a few days ago. .It's a time bomb!

Anyone who touches it may die!

But after several days of secret investigation, Harold discovered. .

Several important figures involved in these documents were actually arrested by his predecessor, Bao Ge Beru. .

Among the remaining important figures, two also failed in the general election a few months ago. .

. . .

"Hmm~"

Harold Stone gently rubbed his swollen temples, sat up straight, stared at the phone and thought about it for a while, then picked it up and dialed.

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Ps:

Today at noon, when I was thinking of finding a place to catch up on some lazy sleep, an old friend called me and shared with me the ecstasy of "getting rich" for more than an hour. .

I impulsively destroyed half a pack of cigarettes downstairs. .

If you have friends in the financial circle, they have been busy trying to get rich in the past month and have no time to talk to you, right?

hehe~

The first prerequisite for "getting rich" is to have corresponding information channels, strength and luck!

These three are indispensable!

If you don't have these, it's best not to lose your wife's capital and private money on impulse. .

Investment is risky!

Be cautious when entering the market! ! !

What did my friend invest in?

Can't say it here~

You can search by yourself for information on commodity market price fluctuations in the past month.

what exactly is it. .It has helped a group of people and destroyed a group of people?

Everyone will know once they check it out.

another:

Everyone can see this, I guess you have understood something ~

That's right.

Why do many economic experts compare the economic situation in the past two years to the 70s?

Economic cycle, this thing. .

You say it doesn't make sense?

This is definitely not right.

You say it makes perfect sense?

It cannot solve many of today's new problems.

Therefore, everyone must collect information from various channels + think independently + treat it with caution to ensure that their assets will not shrink! ! !

Learn more about financial news from mainstream media!

There is always one that suits you~