Manhattan Reborn 1978

Southeast Texas, Houston.

West of downtown, Piney Point Village in the Memorial District, 89 Pinewood Avenue.

David followed old Cheroff out of the study, first found the butler Ackleid, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Later, the butler Ackleyd told him that Audis Parker had arrived a long time ago, but had been waiting outside and had not come in.

David looked towards the door, hesitated for a few seconds and nodded slightly, then pointed to the check on the table in the study and said a few more words.

Butler Ackleid glanced at the check, smiled and nodded to show that he understood, then walked into the study quietly.

David stood there, frowned slightly and thought for a moment, glanced at the people chatting and laughing in the living room, and let out a long sigh.

. . .

in the living room.

Old Cheroff's wife, Diane Yullington, is approaching her due date, and Old Cheroff's daughter, Leslie's fiancée, Livlin, is also pregnant, so everyone's topic of conversation has been around children.

So when David walked into the living room and sat down, he happened to see Cui Yingying, who had finished her work in the kitchen, sitting next to Diane, with her fingers gently resting on her wrist, and asking in a low voice.

David turned to look at Old Cherov and said with a smile, "She is not only an extraordinary cook, but she has also learned an ancient medical skill from the East that has been passed down for thousands of years. She has a lot of professional knowledge on prenatal care and postpartum recovery for pregnant women."

"Would you like to give it a try?"

"Oh? Eastern medical skills?" David's words aroused the interest of old Cherov.

He looked at his wife Dai An carefully for a few times, then looked at Cui Yingying, and asked with a smile: "She said that she always feels very tired recently, can't sleep well at night, and the baby's fetal movements have also decreased."

"We went to see the doctor, who said both the baby and she were fine, and that we just needed to pay attention to the number of fetal movements each day."

"But as you can see, she does get tired and achy very easily, and can't sit for long periods of time or go out for a walk."

"Can you help her?"

When Old Cherov finished speaking, his wife Diane had a happy smile on her face and glanced at Livlin, who looked calm.

David watched all of this with a smile, winked at his "best friend" Leslie secretly, then looked at the "focus" of the crowd, Cui Yingying, and nodded encouragingly.

"I... can try." Cui Yingying withdrew her hand, looked at David, and seemed to find confidence in his encouraging eyes. She hesitated for a few seconds and answered.

"Diane is now in the 38th week of pregnancy. The fetus is fully developed. The long-term weight pressure on the abdomen will definitely cause varying degrees of waist pain, back pain and leg pain. "

"In fact, it is very simple to relieve these problems. All we need to do is sew a few maternity suspenders for her based on the doctor's judgment after the examination. This can reduce the weight pressure on her waist and back, and the swelling of her legs and ankles will be much better."

"Overalls? I seem to have heard someone mention it, but I didn't pay much attention..." Diane looked at her husband, Old Cherov.

"Haha~" Old Cherov stretched out his hand with a smile and gently pressed it on his wife's pregnant belly.

Diane looked thoughtful and asked Cui Yingying, "I've also met some friends from the East in California, and they told me that in your hometown, women have to rest for a month after giving birth before they can go out, is that right?"

"Ok!"

"For a woman, giving birth is like undergoing a major surgery."

"If you don't rest and recover after giving birth, you are likely to be troubled by shoulder pain, back pain, and waist pain."

"So in my hometown, women will..." Cui Yingying whispered carefully to Dai An.

Outside the living room, the butler Ackleyd led Mr. Audis Parker and slowly walked towards the few people.

David turned around and looked at the two of them when he heard the footsteps, and waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the study."

Mr. Parker nodded, glanced around the living room casually, and followed David into the study.

. . .

In the study.

When Mr. Parker saw David sitting down, he took out several large file bags from his briefcase and said with a smile, "I brought all the information you asked me to investigate."

"However, there were some very strange phenomena in the heating oil futures market in New York today~"

"For example, before the holiday, many crude oil traders spread the news that oil prices would continue to rise, but this morning the price of heating oil futures contracts did not rise. Instead, it fell by about 1% due to a sharp decrease in trading warehouse receipts."

"Falling?" David looked through the documents in his hand, raised his eyebrows, motioned Mr. Parker to sit down, and asked.

“Is the decline because the funds that made profits from long positions in the previous few months have begun to leave the market?”

"Yes!"

"According to the data statistics before the midday closing, the ratio of long and short positions in heating oil fell by about 0.1, and the number of long orders decreased by 1.6 lots."

"Before I left New York, Mu Brandes, the deputy general manager you left in the company, asked me to ask you whether we should... when the heating oil contract falls and then..."

"Well, he is in the office at this time, right?" David put down the documents in his hand, looked at his watch and asked.

"Should be there."

"OK~ I'll talk to him on the phone."

One minute later.

David used the phone on his desk to contact Mu Brandes in New York.

After the two exchanged a few simple pleasantries on the phone, David spoke first: "Recently, I arranged for Sam Rogers to go to the island country. He may not be back for a week. All the affairs of the company will be handed over to you."

"Regarding investment in heating oil contracts, we will continue to hold a large position in heating oil contracts for January and February next year as planned."

"Now that Sam is not here, you can buy some more long contracts when the heating oil contract price falls back. As long as the position and price do not trigger our stop-profit and stop-loss lines, you can pay close attention and watch it slowly rise."

"Also, Sam told me before he left that the proportion of our total funds held in stocks is a bit too high. You can choose some stocks and use them to apply for a one-year loan from the bank to ease our liquidity pressure."

"Specifically which stocks to choose and how much loan to apply for from the bank, please compile a detailed document and let me know, and then I will find a suitable bank to handle it."

"Ok, I know."

"At present, gold and crude oil have entered an upward trend in prices, and they may surge again after the adjustment is completed at any time."

"But silver is different from gold. It seems that someone behind it wants to manipulate the price. There is no trend of skyrocketing in the short term, so you don't have to pay attention to it. I will let Bernard Madoff continue to keep an eye on it."

"Yes, the batch of silver we purchased has been shipped to Wells Fargo Bank in California, and the procedures for registering the warehouse receipt are also being applied for. It is expected to be listed for trading next month."

"OK~ Is there anything else you need?"

"Then let's keep in touch. You can find me by calling this number."

. . .

After hanging up the phone.

David looked down at the information in his hand and muttered to himself with a lot of meaning: "Any victory that is not bound by the rules will be meaningless to me."

"Because of the existence of rules, I can maximize my own interests while not being liquidated by those who make the rules and are willing to abide by them~"

“There is no such thing as no risk in the world.”

"If there is, you just don't see the other side of it."

“So in today’s treacherous and unpredictable financial markets, whoever can survive will be the one who stirs up the world in the next 20 years.”

"..." Mr. Parker sat quietly opposite David, his eyes moved slightly, and he opened his mouth but said nothing.

David didn't hear his reply, he looked up at him and said, "There are a lot of outstanding people like shooting stars emerging almost every year..."

"But when they stand on the streets of Manhattan and look up at those tall buildings~"

"Some people see them as particularly bright and majestic in the sun."

"When others look at them, they feel that they are completely enveloped by their shadows, surrounded by darkness, and cannot even think of finding their own shadows or the direction to move forward."

David put down the information in his hand and looked at Mr. Parker calmly. After waiting for a moment, he heard him whisper: "Three of the five brothers of the most famous Rockefeller family in the country have died in the past ten years..."

"The fourth child, Winthrop Rockefeller, died first, and the cause of death is unknown."

"Even though he was governor of Arkansas, the media didn't pay much attention to his death."

"After him, John, the eldest of the five brothers, died in a car accident, and there was also not much media attention on this matter."

"The news of his death spread only within a small circle for a while, and then it was forgotten."

David saw a gleam in Mr. Parker's eyes and interrupted him, asking, "Why did Mr. House, who was in charge of investigating the death of former Vice President Nelson, choose to visit you?"

"The Rockefeller family had already chosen to quietly settle the matter, so why would someone want to bring it up again now?"

"They are investigating a case with the FBI. Do they need your help?"

"Can you really help them?"

"No, I have no idea about the case they are investigating." Mr. Parker explained, shaking his head slowly with a serious expression.

"Hehe~" David shook his head helplessly and waved his hands.

"It's no use explaining to me!"

"Even if I believe in you, will others believe in you?"

"..." Mr. Parker was silent.

He was fully aware of the huge interests involved, which is why he rushed from New York to Houston to discuss a solution with his "boss".

David also stared at Mr. Parker in silence for a while, quickly calculating the pros and cons in his mind, and finally stood up and sighed helplessly.

"Don't hold back anymore, just tell me whatever I ask you!"

"Yeah." Mr. Parker took a deep breath, stood up and followed David to the door of the study. He silently watched him call old Cheroff and Leslie into the study, and then closed the door casually.

It was not the first time that Leslie had seen Audis Parker, but he was a little confused as to why this guy appeared here today. He sat down and waited with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Of course, it was not the first time that Old Cherov met Audis Parker, but the last time they met seemed to be eight or nine years ago, so his impression was a little vague.

So at this moment, after Old Cherov's gaze stayed on Mr. Parker's face for a few seconds, he said to David: "Cui Yingying is very professional in postpartum care for pregnant women. I want her to help take care of Diane after giving birth in a few days."

"no problem!"

"But I have something more important to tell you." David smiled as if it was a matter of course, walked slowly to Leslie, put his hand on his shoulder, and whispered.

"More important? Is it related to me?"