Manhattan Reborn 1978

Florida.

If you look at the map, Everglades City is located at the southernmost tip of the Florida Peninsula, on the west side of Everglades National Park. The straight-line distance from Miami is 88 kilometers, but the actual distance may be further. .

In the 19th century, Everglades City was only inhabited by local indigenous Indians. It was not until after the American Civil War that white people slowly immigrated here, began to plant sugar cane and other economic crops, and established schools in this remote place. and the post office, etc.

Everglades National Park, established in 1974, covers an area of ​​approximately 6100 square kilometers and is located at the tip of southern Florida. It is the largest subtropical wildlife sanctuary in the United States.

The entire Everglades is about 160 kilometers long and 80 kilometers wide. In the center is a shallow river dotted with numerous low-lying islands, or so-called hardwood communities.

This river originates from Lake Okeechobee, which is knee-deep but covers an area of ​​1965 square kilometers.

During the peak of the rainy season from June to October every year, the rainfall in a day can reach up to 300 mm, and the lake water overflows the weir and pours into the river.There are also springs and streams that cause water levels to rise.

Whenever the sedges in the swamps were submerged in floods or the rivers dried up due to drought, these islands became a refuge for animals, whether it was the Spanish explorers in the 16th century or the early settlers in the United States. Dare to venture into the Everglades.

. . .

On a private farm on the southern outskirts of Everglades City.

The farmer here, Andres Salazar, is affectionately called "American Crocodile" ~

Andres Salazar's ancestors are Hispanic immigrants and have lived here for nearly 50 years.

In Andres’ words, when his grandfather entered the Everglades for the first time, his soul was taken away by some mysterious power here~

The Salazar family settled here. .

Cohen, Jackal, Rambo, and the soldiers of the DA Security Company have been enjoying the last rainy season of this year in Everglades City under the arrangements of their veteran friends. .

Nowadays.

To the dismay of the Cohens who are temporarily living here, it started to rain again. .

Rambo held a cup of homemade drink often drunk by locals in his hand. He found a small bench and sat outside the house under the eaves. He looked at the slightly muddy ground in the yard and the drizzle floating in the sky. He leaned back. He leaned against the wall, lost in thought.

The rainy season here is so similar to the rainy season in Vietnam.

The sky is always gloomy and the drizzle is always drizzle~

Coupled with the occasional heavy rain, the ground here is like a quagmire, which does not attract people's interest in going out.

Inside the house, Cohen, Jackal, and Andres were relaxing on the sofa, listening to the radio, and chatting.

Andres joined the army late and only entered the Vietnam battlefield in 1970.

In that war, he lost one left eye and two fingers of his left hand. .

However, fortunately, compared with his comrades who died on the battlefield, he came back alive after all!

So Andres likes his nickname "American Crocodile"~

Because he firmly believes in the American alligator leather holster passed down from his family. .It was the lucky charm that allowed him to come out of that war alive.

A burst of singing came from the radio in the house.

Andres put down the cup in his hand and asked Cohen, "Are you going out later?"

"Um...go get some stuff!"

"Then I'll go take a look at the car. Let's go together later. I'll go to the city to pick up the kids from school~"

"Okay buddy!"

Andres took a raincoat and two umbrellas, braved the light rain, and walked out of the room.

The jackal, who was half-reclining in the chair, sat up straight, stretched his shoulders and shook his neck, making constant crackling noises in his joints.

"fxxx! The crazy weather here always reminds me of the scene in Vietnam..." The jackal complained and walked to sit next to Cohen.

"When are we leaving?"

Cohen raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "I'm going to make a call."

He picked up the phone and dialed a number.

After a few seconds, the call was connected, and a slightly hoarse female voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Hello~"

"Have your men set off?"

"...Not yet~ But we're all ready!"

"Okay, as agreed, we'll see you in two hours!"

Cohen didn't care what Blanco on the other side of the phone would say and hung up the phone. .

The jackal tilted his head, looked at him, and said mockingly: "Why do I think you have become a little weird since you lived here?"

"Weird?" Cohen repeated the word in a low voice, twitching the corners of his mouth and smiling.

"That's because you are overthinking it!"

"Haha~" The jackal scratched his chin noncommittally and talked about another topic.

"You send away all the veterans who are going to be brought back to New York. What will happen to us next?"

"After? In our plan, they are not suitable to appear!"

"You mean...are you going to do what David said?"

"Yes~" Cohen answered simply and quickly.

"Tsk~"

The jackal didn't know what was going on in this guy's mind, so he curled his lips and continued.

"Where's Andres? Have you convinced him to come back to New York with us?"

"...No~ he doesn't want to leave here."

"Okay~ Phew~ I quite like his twin sons! Haha~"

Cohen looked at the jackal with squinting eyes, shook his head, and said nothing.

This jackal looked like an old bastard and an old bastard. Who would have thought that he and Andres' 13-year-old twins could play together. .

"Maybe... we can say to Andres that it would be very beneficial for these two kids to get out of here..."

The jackal thought for a while and said what he had been thinking about for several days.

Cohen remained silent and did not answer. He stood up, adjusted his clothes, and walked out.

"I'll talk to Andres when we've got everything sorted!"

The jackal watched him walk out of the room, picked his nose with his fingers, and muttered: "You said you weren't weird~ You bastard!"

----

In the large warehouse at Andres Farm.

The guys from the security company turned this place into a temporary barracks.

When Cohen walked in, these boys, who were bored on a rainy day, were surrounding a few people, playing an arm-wrestling game loudly. .

"Ahem~ Guys, we're leaving!"

"In 10 minutes! Fully armed!"

"Yessir!"

The soldiers collectively stood at attention and answered loudly.

Cohen's eyes swept across several people and asked with a smile: "Who won just now? Remember not to take his xx's gambling money!"

"Hahaha~Okay~No problem!"

----

San Francisco.

Union Square Hilton Hotel.

David, Giles, and Bloomer finished lunch and returned to the room to wait for the afternoon meeting to begin.

Panaris, Grace, and Leslie all took advantage of their lunch break to go out and deal with their own affairs.

in the room.

Giles and Bloomer didn't sleep well last night because they conspired to plot against David this morning. .

At this time, the two of them were falling on the sofa, snoring softly. .

Although David suffered a tragic incident this morning. .Shock~but he slept well last night~

At this time, he was looking through the records in his notebook, silently calculating the gains and omissions in the past few days.

Emm. .

First of all, he and Bloomer's father, Walton Sr., have not had a chance to talk face to face. It is not known whether there has been detailed communication between Wharton Sr. and Morgan Sr.

David glanced at the two sleeping friends and put the idea behind him instantly.

next.

Meeting!

David looked through the records in his hand, sorted through statistics, and listed out some of his ideas about credit cards.

You can bring this up when you meet with Old Wharton. If he is interested, bring Panaris along and tell them about the important role of credit cards in people's lives and consumption in the future~

David wrote and drew in the notebook and marked this item as the key point~

next!

Swift～

David looked at this word and could clearly feel it from the meeting yesterday and this morning.

This conference in San Francisco basically brings together major domestic and foreign banks under the guise of Swift. Some people want to use it to take advantage of the situation and cause trouble!

As for who the specific people are and what they are planning, David can only make some vague guesses for the time being.

However, David did not want to express any views or opinions on the people involved, as well as the mixed interests and entanglements.

These are all so far away from who he is now~

Maybe, when chatting with old Wharton and old Morgan, he can talk casually and express some personal opinions~

But at other times, David would be sure to shut his mouth and refrain from making any relevant remarks.

Capital + interests + politics = a quagmire!

If anyone wants to step in but doesn't have the strength to protect himself, he will definitely end up with a tragic end ~

. . .

David wrote down a few words of caution to himself in his notebook.

next!

Carnes Rothschild!

David looked at the name written down, picked up the juice on the table, took a sip, and swallowed it slowly.

This guy~

Must meet in the future!

Putting aside his status as a Rothschild.

When Carnes was just in college, he used certain information channels to seize the speculation window during the first oil crisis and made a fortune~

David thinks this kid must be very smart and lucky? ~

Can be listed as one of the key figures!

David drew a mark behind his name and turned the notebook to a new page.

next!

Lois Rockefeller!

David leaned on the sofa, thinking back to his first meeting with this elder Leslie, and the smile at the corner of his mouth slowly widened.

Lewis, the former head of the New York Stock Exchange, said he is now semi-retired~

But David could feel from the meeting and conversation last night that this old man in his seventies had not let go of something in his heart. .Ambition?

No, this word is inappropriate~

What word should be used?

ambition?

. .ideal?

No~what is that~?

Emm. .

David thought about it for a long time and couldn't think of any words to describe it. He could only shrug and write it down in his notebook and talk about it later~

But last night, after he talked about his experience, Louis obviously had some new understanding of him~

David picked up the pen, thought about it seriously, and wrote it down in his notebook. Before leaving San Francisco, would he like to say goodbye to Louis?

He drew a question mark on his notebook~

I need to talk to Leslie about this~

next!

David closed his eyes and raised his head, moving his sore neck and shoulders~

This morning, when they were recognizing people in the hotel lobby, they happened to meet the group of islanders who had just come to attend the meeting~

Island country!

David can clearly know from his memory that if he wants to make a name for himself in the financial and investment industries in the future, the island country is an unavoidable place for investment, speculation, and making a fortune!

This country that committed countless crimes during World War II embraced the American father's lap after the war and received long-term and massive orders and assistance. In just 30 years, it restored the country's position during World War II. loss.

Moreover, in the next ten years, the island country will be one of the fastest growing and most prosperous countries in the world!

Semiconductors, electronic products, automobiles, shipbuilding, heavy chemical industry, film and television and other industries have gradually grown in the past golden development period of the island country and have entered the world stage~

In addition, due to the hot and rapid development of these industries, the stock market and real estate industry of the island country will gradually increase in the next ten years, slowly catching up with the footsteps of the American father. .

Stock market~!

David feels that after meeting in New York this time, he should find a few suitable candidates as soon as possible and send them to Tokyo, an island country, and make some arrangements there in advance so that subsequent plans can proceed more smoothly!

Um. .

Sumitomo Bank!

David remembered that Leslie hadn't told him in detail yet, and he wanted to find a time to talk to Leslie in detail!

Also, David remembered that when he met and chatted with old Morgan, he also said that Morgan had cooperated with some big families and large consortiums in the island country~

If David sends people to the island country, he should be able to get some help from Morgan~

um~

Do not!

David directly rejected this idea~

He thought of another better way ~

Let the new company after Morgan Stanley's reform and reorganization, when sending people to the island nation of Tokyo, take the people he wants to send with him!

. .That’s right!

Pull the tiger's skin and make a big flag!

Under this arrangement, the people he sends can get familiar with the environment and start work more easily and quickly, saving a lot of time and cost for future plans~

Um!Keep this in mind, and talk to Stanley's new CEO Nelunt Ramon when you get back!

----

After a few minutes.

David put down his pen, rubbed his painful temples, glanced at his watch, closed his notebook, and leaned back.

Panaris!

This guy~! !

After he learned that Morgan Sr. would set up a hedge fund for his eldest son Panaris, he couldn't help but sigh. .

Rich n generation. .Incomparable!

When it comes to the upcoming oil crisis, the commodity futures market is the most profitable investment opportunity~

Secondly, hedge funds, as investment funds that can buy any financial product, can not only borrow money from banks to invest and speculate in the commodity futures market.

You can also use the information gap to speculate and obtain massive profits from the international currency exchange rate market, national stock markets, national bond markets, etc. ~

Furthermore, Panaris’s hedge fund is backed by old Morgan, Morgan Bank and Citibank~

The resources he can use and the amount of funds he can borrow may be figures that even David dare not think about~

Based on this, we can speculate what the income will be after two years. . ?

David is not the kind of person who gets jealous when others make money. .

As the initiator of this matter, he can follow the Morgan family and earn the first pot of gold from the crisis. This is the most important first step in his future plan!

As for how much he can earn from this, David did not stubbornly set a specific number~

It could be several million~

It doesn’t matter if it’s tens of millions~

None of this can be controlled by David!

All he can do is plan ahead!

Find business opportunities around you that correspond to those in your memory, and make a detailed and feasible investment plan.

hiring!

Find as many usable and trustworthy tool people as possible to join his team and join his plan~

Let them form a sophisticated, cooperative, rigorous and trustworthy team to be the executor of David's investment plan!

The last~

David smacked his mouth, tilted his head, and looked out the window.

The other end of the Pacific, the far east~!

There is a home belonging to David Jiang there!

It is unrealistic for today's little guy David Coleman to go back there, and he won't be able to bring any powerful help~

So, be patient!

That day is not far away~

It will come! !

----

in the room.

David squinted his eyes, tilted his head, and looked out the window, his eyes gradually turning from blurry to firm.

Giles and Bloomer were sleeping next to him, breathing steadily and snoring like they were competing. .

On the TV that had been on just now, at the beginning of the morning meeting, the temporary guest host walked onto the stage, came behind the microphone, and introduced the afternoon meeting arrangements to everyone.

David was brought back from his thoughts by the voice coming from the TV. Listening to the host's introduction, he couldn't help but pick up the pen again and opened the notebook~

The afternoon meeting has begun!

----

new York.

Manhattan, 42rd Street.

Carew stopped the car on the street, took a package on the passenger side, and walked into the Wildfire Bar.

in the bar.

Compared with the spacious space here, there are not many drinkers.

Behind the bar, Old Rhett got a pair of glasses from nowhere, stuck them on his nose, lowered his head and held a pen, writing in a notebook. .

This old guy really listened to what David said.

At this time, he was writing the first paragraph of his memoirs. .Monologue~

Um. .It can be considered a confession~

behind the bar.

Jin Ji and Susan, who were also not busy, sat face to face and chatted about certain topics between women.

When Carew walked to the bar, the two women noticed him: "Hey Carew, what do you want for a drink?"

Kalu smiled and said to Jin Ji: "It's the same as usual~ Where is Giovanni?"

"He has gone to who knows where!"

Jin Ji curled her lips, very dissatisfied with her husband who could not be seen all day~

Susan waved to Karu with a smile and glanced at the package he placed on the bar: "How are you doing lately? I rarely see you during the day~"

Kalu pursed his lips, nodded slightly, thanked Jin Ji, and pushed the package towards Susan.

"Fortunately~ I came here today to give you something~"

"give me?"

"Well, I would like your help to pass it on to David!"

"Ah~oh~ok!"

Susan was stunned for a moment without knowing why, then nodded in agreement, took the package, and prepared to take it back to the apartment.

Seeing her accept it, Karu obviously relaxed a little~

He picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and asked casually: "When will David come back?"

"I don't know either~ It might take a few more days, right?"

Jin Ji was behind the bar, looking back and forth between the two of them, silently moving to the side.

Kalu noticed Jin Ji slowly walking away, thought about it, turned to Susan and whispered.

"If... David comes back, please let me know. This... is my number!"

"...ok! No problem!"

Susan took the small piece of paper with the number on it, put it together with the package, and nodded to Carew.

"Good~"

Kalu smiled and drained the glass of wine, took out a few bills from his pocket, and motioned to Jin Ji: "Give me a dozen beers, and I'll take them away~"

"Ok~"

After a few minutes.

Carew was holding a beer and standing beside the car, looking at Alston's office not far across the way. After hesitating for a while, he walked towards it. .

----

new York.

66rd Street, Manhattan.

FBI Director Harold Stone walked into his office, put down his briefcase, took off his coat, and sat behind his desk.

He stared at the first one on the left side of the desk and pondered for a long time before reaching out to open it and taking out a business card.

Otis Parker.

There is also a phone number below.

Harold Stone picked up the phone and dialed the number.

After a few rings, a familiar voice came from the other side.

"Hello~"

"Hello, Mr. Parker, I'm Harold Stone~"

"Oh...it's Mr. Stone~ Hahaha~ I'm honored to receive your call!"

The corners of Harold Stone's mouth twitched slightly and he said to the microphone: "When do you have time? Can we meet and chat?"

"Okay~ Look, how about tonight? You decide the specific time and place!"

"Okay, then we are here..."

"No problem, I'll see you then!"

"ok, bye~"

Put down the microphone.

Harold Stone let out a long breath.

He stood up, walked to the window, looked up at the narrow sky, and then looked down at the nearby buildings and streets.

In his heart, he didn't know whether this choice was right or wrong~

----

San Francisco.

The sun gradually sets towards the sea level.

Union Square Hilton Hotel.

David sat in front of the TV, watching the speech of the last speaker of today's meeting together with Giles and Bloomer, who had woken up from sleep and were feeling bored.

Just now, this very unfamiliar face came on stage and introduced himself.

UN Under-Secretary-General, Pérez Hamar Lie, a Norwegian, is in charge of economics, trade and social development.

David watched the TV and felt that his mouth was open a lot. .

this. .It’s really what he thought~

No matter what the characters are, they are starting to appear one after another!

Old Morgan knew that this meeting would develop like this?

That’s why you asked your eldest son, Panaris, to bring David to San Francisco to see the world?

or. .Is he one of those people standing in the back?

Nothing happens by chance, it's all part of a plan?

What David was saying to the United Nations Secretary-General on TV at this time gradually became unclear.

He turned to his two friends and asked: "Do you know where the headquarters of the International Monetary Fund (IMF) and the World Bank (WBG) are?"

Bloomer blinked and looked at Giles: "It seems...they are all in Washington, right?"

"Um...that's right! They're all in Washington!"

"shxx!"

David thought to himself, as expected, he spat out a curse word, then closed his mouth, turned his head and put aside all the chaotic thoughts, and listened carefully to Perez Hamar Rai's speech.

Almost an hour.

Rye concluded his speech.

His speech was slightly shorter than that of the representative of the European Council yesterday afternoon.

But he also became the speaker with the second longest speech time at this conference.

on TV.

Wells Fargo CEO Richard Courier walked behind the microphone, summarized the three-day meeting, and expressed his gratitude to the big names who came to speak and the people who attended the meeting. and respect.

10 minute later.

After Richard Kurid finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to the audience.

Hammoy Chedenip, CEO of Bank of America, and Lamp Dreske, the major shareholder of Hilton Hotel Group, took to the stage and delivered a brief speech respectively, which won a round of applause from the audience. .

Richard Kurid smiled and applauded them, walked back to the microphone and announced: "This meeting has ended successfully."

"There will be a grand cocktail party tonight at the Union Square Hilton Hotel~"

"All participants are free to choose to participate."

"Thank you, thank you everyone, see you next year!"

Applause~!

There was a burst of warm applause in the venue.

in the room.

Bloomer and Giles also jumped up and slapped their hands loudly. .

"Okay~ This Richard Currid has done something good!"

"What the hell, the damn meeting is finally over~hahaha~"

David watched helplessly as everyone left on the TV, picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, shook his head and smiled.

"What should we do now? Wait here for Panaris and the others to come back?"

Bloomer fell back on the sofa feeling relaxed and motioned to Giles: "What about you? What did your brother say?"

"He... didn't say anything~" Giles spread his hands.

David patted his forehead and thought for a while: "Then shall we attend the cocktail party tonight?"

"Not participating!"

This time, the two bad friends shook their heads in unison.

He said that this kind of drinking party is boring to death~

David was delighted: "This is a rare cocktail party that only people can attend~"

"You don't want to participate~ Believe it or not, there are countless people outside the hotel who are trying to sneak in!"

Blumer chuckled disdainfully: "Whoever wants to go will go~ Anyway, I won't go!"

"I would rather go back and watch TV and sleep than watch the faces of those so-called big shots~"

Giles walked to sit down next to David, scratched his head, and said distressedly: "I... I may have to follow Panaris to the cocktail party..."

"How about David, how about you accompany Panaris? I'll go back with Blumer~?"

"If I go, that's fine~ But can you two run away?"

get~

Both Giles and Bloomer closed their mouths, a look of pain gradually appearing on their faces. .

David held back his laughter and explained: "Do you remember that advertising slogan I once said?"

"shithappens!"

"Try to drive some, guys~"

"As long as we look at a small problem like attending a boring cocktail party from a different angle, it will be completely different!"

"Change the angle? How?"

"You can think about it this way~ these people at the reception, whatever they look like now, you will definitely not become like them in the future~"

"Um...are you talking about tongue twisters?"

"Hahaha~ Whatever you think~ Anyway, as long as you think of a solution, this kind of problem won't trouble you!"

"...Okay~"

The two bad friends hung their heads and began to think about how to soothe their little hearts that couldn't bear the torment of boredom.

David began to pack his belongings, preparing to go back and change clothes to attend the cocktail party~

----

Florida.

After everyone in Cohen drove the car back to Andres' farm in the rain, the soldiers packed up the equipment they carried and returned to the warehouse.

Cohen, Jackal, and Rambo each walked into the main house of the farm with two large bags in their hands.

Andres, who came back from picking up his children from school, saw them all carrying big bags upstairs. He couldn't help but look at them a few more times, then turned around and continued cooking dinner.

ten minutes later.

The three Cohens walked downstairs and came to the kitchen empty-handed, ready to help make dinner.

After Andres returned from the army, his wife fell ill and passed away soon~

The wife left Andres a pair of twin sons~

According to Andres, they are precious gifts from God~

. . .

Soon after.

dinner time.

Everyone sat down in the temporary barracks in the warehouse, eating today's dinner and chatting about topics of interest to each other. .

Andres's pair, shouting about their 14-year-old twin sons, sat quietly next to their father, listening to the adults chatting about their experiences on the battlefield and their former partners and comrades-in-arms.

After dinner.

Everyone started to tidy up, and the sky turned dark.

The three Cohens and Andres and his son returned to the main house and let the children go upstairs to play by themselves. They turned on the radio, listened to the broadcast coming from inside, and chatted in a relaxed manner.

"Andrés, we have one last piece of work left!"

"When we're done, we're leaving~"

"Are you... willing to come with us?"

Andres smiled, and the scar on the left side of his face that made him blind twitched with his smile.

"No, the children and I are fine here. This is our home!"

Cohen nodded slightly, not surprised by the answer.

Jackal sat next to him, stood up anxiously and said, "Have you never thought about letting the children get out of here, go to big cities, and see the places they want to see?"

"Also, if you come back to New York with us, the children will get a better education~"

"In the future, they can learn more knowledge, get into better schools, and find their ideal jobs~"

"Andres, your home is here, but the children will grow up~"

"After they can live independently, wouldn't it be a good choice for you to come back here and go home to retire?"

Andres lowered his head, looking at the steaming cup in his hand with his only right eye that could see, and remained silent.

Jackal knows that if you push this kind of thing too hard, it will cause a rift in the friendship between several people~

He sighed, shook his head, sat down, took out a cigarette, lit one for himself, and started smoking.

Rambo sat back in the chair at the door, looking at Andres who lowered his head, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, but said nothing.

In the room, the sound of the radio continued to echo.

At the stairs, the twin brothers were leaning against each other. They closed their mouths and pricked up their ears, listening to what might be coming from downstairs, the answer that belonged to their father!