Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

Stanley fourth floor.

After David walked out of the elevator laughing and joking with his three bodyguards with a stack of today's newspapers under his arm, he suddenly noticed something. .It’s different~

The four of them stood in front of the elevator door, looking at the busy company?

Lavis touched David with his elbow and asked curiously: "Is this... or your company?"

"Should...right~?"

"Ha~ As a boss, you don't even know how many people you have under your command?"

"Of course I know~!"

"I remember Sam said that there seemed to be less than 40 people, right?"

After David finished speaking, he saw Giovanni start counting all the heads he could see with his fingers with a gossipy look on his face. .

Black Mike rolled his eyes, his forehead lines as distinct as the beach after low tide: "How old are the three of you combined?"

"Are you still playing such a childish game?"

David threw the briefcase in his hand into Giovanni's arms, stopped the childish behavior of counting heads for the second time, and walked towards his office while looking back and forth at the new employees.

. . .

Several people came outside the office.

Before, David's company only had two adjacent suites, like a small leather company. .

Sam, Leon, Bob, and Yuri all work in the large room of the suite in front of them, with a few tables set up. .

The small room in this suite is David's office, and Maggie, the new secretary, is sitting at the door. .

Another suite of the company is the company's financial room and information archives room.

Now that Sam and the others have moved out, this large room has been turned into the office of Maggie, the secretary, and also serves as a guest reception room. .

Maggie, who was sitting behind her new desk, sorting out documents, suddenly looked up and saw David coming. She quickly put down what she was holding and said a little awkwardly.

"Big...ah~ boss! Good morning!"

"Hi Maggie~"

"Here...how can it change so much in just one night?"

"...Yes~"

After Sam completed the recruitment of new employees, he designated office areas for all departments. "

"So, in order for us to get into work right away, Sam organized everyone to come to the company last night and arrange the office furniture here according to the plan."

"Wow~"

"So...where are these sofas, furniture, and chairs?"

"Are they all new? Why...it doesn't look like new?"

Maggie twisted her fingers together, her joints turned white, and tried to explain without being so nervous.

"They were created by Mr. Nelent Ramon last night when he happened to see us renovating the company when he was off work, so he made them vacant after Stanley laid off employees some time ago."

"There are also slide projectors and video recorders in the conference room, photocopiers in the office area, coffee machines and refrigerators in the rest area, 44 telephones, [-] typewriters, and the newly installed TV set in your office..."

"ok, I get it~"

"Maggie, bring me some coffee and ask Sam to come to my office."

"Ok~"

After David looked around the rearranged room, he shrugged and walked into his office.

. . .

After a few minutes.

Sam led the two men and knocked on David's open office door.

"Boss~"

"Sam? Come and sit, I have something to ask you~"

"Um... who are these two?"

"Haha~ They are all new colleagues in the company."

"This is Mu Blades. He has worked in investment banks such as Merrill Lynch, Lehman, and Goldman Sachs. He has very rich experience."

"He is the investment trader and consultant I invited~"

"Oh~ hello!"

David received the look from Sam and took the initiative to stand up and shake hands with Brandes.

"This is Carolina Dahl, who worked at Kaiser Steel Company and Standard Oil Company of New Jersey and was responsible for internal administrative work."

"Hello, boss~"

David raised his head slightly and looked at Carolina Dahl in front of him, who had sleek short hair. He stretched out his right hand and shook her hand, then looked down at the flat women's shoes at her feet. .asked.

"how tall are you?"

"185!"

"o~k~"

"Welcome, Ms. Carolina Dahl."

"You can call me Dar~"

"Well...please take a seat, everyone~"

. . .

The four were seated.

David glanced at Mu Blades, who had been smiling and nodding without speaking, and asked Carolina Dahl.

"Sam just said you worked for Standard Oil of New Jersey?"

"They... changed their names now?"

"Yes~ In 72, the name was changed to Exxon Petroleum Company."

"Exxon..."

David whispered the name softly, resisting the temptation to pronounce the two words "Mobil" together. .

Both of them were spin-off subsidiaries of Standard Oil Company and later merged.

But the specific time of the merger did not leave an impression in his memory. .

"Well...Sam~ have you read today's newspaper?"

"Not yet~ Which portion are you talking about?"

"The New York Times~Look at...this news!"

Sam took the newspaper from David, read it quickly, handed it to Mu Blades, and said with a smile: "You should read it too~"

After David thanked Maggie for bringing him coffee, he patiently waited for the comments of the newcomer to the company, Blades.

After a few minutes.

Blades put down the newspaper, glanced at the encouraging Sam, coughed slightly and said.

"Sam told me that you invested in the heating oil futures contract that just came on the market."

"As the first energy commodity futures contract to be listed on the New York Mercantile Exchange (nymex), its trading performance on the first day of listing made me feel...confused!"

"We all know that in futures contract trading, each buy order corresponds to a sell order."

"Yesterday, you invested 5000 million yuan to purchase futures contracts for February and March next year."

"But the price of these two-month contracts did not increase beyond expectations when the market closed yesterday."

"I think we should focus on the market opening price today and then formulate subsequent investment strategies."

"If the market price fluctuates little today and the trading volume shrinks, then we will partially liquidate the contracts in hand and reduce the position."

"To prevent large amounts of money from entering the market, hedging will be carried out to drive down the price and cause unnecessary losses."

"So?" David answered cooperatively.

“How much position should we leave?”

Blaydes shrugged: "Retaining a position of one of the three or less is a safe choice."

"Oh.."

"Then if we close the position, it will also cause changes in the market price, right?"

"That's right~"

“The first role of the futures contract market is to attract hedging companies to use the futures market to buy and sell commodity contracts to lock in costs and avoid losses that may be caused by the risk of commodity price fluctuations in the spot market.”

"Secondly, it is to attract speculators to enter the futures market, conduct risky investment transactions, and increase market liquidity."

“Only a heating oil futures contract market with active trading volume can attract more funds and people’s attention~”

"We can also find opportunities for speculation and arbitrage in this market with frequent price fluctuations."

"If the heating oil market is as silent as the stock market in previous years... it is a failed commodity contract~"

"Then there's no need for us to invest in it, is there?"

"Okay~"

"Sam, what do you think of Brandes' suggestion?"

Sam turned to look at Mu Blades and Carolina Dahl, and smiled: "Okay..."

"Okay~ You guys talk first, I'm going to get busy~"

Carolina Dahl and Blades stood up and walked out very wisely and cheerfully.

After the two left.

Sam then explained to David: "Mu, I have known him since I first joined Goldman Sachs. He has been my good friend and teacher for many years."

“Many of my investment concepts and financial knowledge were learned from Mu~”

"If we look at it from the perspective of sound investment, I support Mu's idea of ​​retaining only one-third of the position to deal with the risks caused by price fluctuations in the futures market."

David nodded and continued: "Are you going to say...but?"

"Uh...hehe~"

"No buts..."

"However, I know your prediction, and there is more information~"

"So, I think we should close a small amount of positions when the market price fluctuates little to stimulate and test the market's reaction."

"Or... you can call old Mr. Morgan and ask him what he thinks of this investment..."

David tilted his head, played with his earlobe with his index finger, thought for a moment, shook his head slightly and said, "Be prepared to put a deposit on your hand. Let's observe it today and tomorrow."

"If the market opens the day after tomorrow and the price and trading volume have not increased significantly, we will sell one-third of the position and wait and see."

"..OK!"

Sam nodded to show he understood.

David asked again: "That Carolina Dahl, did you specially recruit her?"

"No~ When she came to Stanley to apply for a job, I saw that she had a lot of work experience, but Stanley was not interested in her, so I recruited her."

"Oh~ It's just...a coincidence?"

"..Yes!"

"Haha~ don't be nervous, buddy!"

"I need you to help me keep an eye on the futures market. If there are changes, tell me immediately."

"Good!~"

Sam stood up and walked out of the office.

David took the newspaper, read it again, and slowly shook his head.

The heating oil futures market may be just a small part of Old Morgan's entire plan~

Its own limitations have already shown that it cannot be the main target of this investment.

However, its early appearance must have come with some purpose.

Could it be. .Do you want to use it to be the fuse that ignites the market?

or. .Is it just a bait being thrown out to test?

Who can't help but jump out and eat it?

Thinking about it this way, will the heating oil futures market be the first battlefield where all parties compete for interests?

----

Manhattan.

42th Street, Da Company’s small building.

Polly sat behind the desk, put down the microphone in her hand, packed up the documents on the desk, carried her small bag, and prepared to go to Stanley to talk to David.

When she walked out of the office and was about to go downstairs, she saw Rosenlo Sidrich standing at the top of the stairs with a smile.

"Hey~? Boy, why are you here?"

The smile on Rosenlow's face did not change, and he said in a low voice: "Our real estate development project encountered some problems during the negotiations."

"So, I want to come to you and ask..."

"Oh~"

Polly looked down at her watch, waved to him and said, "I happen to be going to Stanley too, let's talk on the way~"

"..OK!"

Rosenlow followed the turbulent Polly, with a smile in his eyes.

----

new York.

Brooklyn's East Side.

Gang member Henry Hill, wearing an open-collar polyester plaid shirt and bell-bottom pants, walked briskly into the restaurant belonging to gang leader Paul.

in the restaurant.

The boss, Paul, was sitting at a small table, looking at the magazine in his hand.

When he saw Henry coming in, he waved: "Come here!"

Henry walked over naturally, sat down, looked around and said, "Are you looking for me?"

"Um.."

Boss Paul stared at Henry with the eyes of a parent looking at a child who has done something wrong and said, "You went to Philadelphia and found a new channel for heroin?"

Henry's expression became panicked for a moment, and he forced a smile and said: "A friend I met in prison is in Philadelphia..."

"You don't have to tell me this~"

"I want [-]% of the profit from this batch of your goods!"

"...Okay~!"

"After this batch of goods is sold out, if the price of the channel you contacted does not lower, do not purchase goods there in the future~"

"I will find someone to purchase the goods directly from Mexico!"

Henry blinked a few times and nodded in confusion: "Then... what do we sell?"

"cocaine!"

"The purchase price in Miami has dropped a little, and our profits have been even greater~"

"They also ensured that, assuming the price remained unchanged, the supply of cocaine would more than double."

"So, let's try to make a quick buck before a lot of cocaine floods into the New York market, you know?"

"..clear!"

"Well... you go buy a plane ticket this afternoon and go to Miami~"

"Here is the contact number..."

ten minutes later.

Henry Hill walked out of the restaurant.

He sat in his car and looked at the phone number on his hand, feeling dizzy. .

Miami~?

The last time he went to jail, he was caught by the police when he went to Miami to do business. .

I wonder if I will be even more unlucky this time when I go to Miami. .

----

Manhattan.

Downstairs of Da Film and Television Company.

Leon Hoffman lowered his head and reconfirmed the address, then put it away and walked into the building.

ten minutes later.

He finally found the person he was looking for, Zina, in the office of Harvey, the head of DA Film and Television Company.

"Hello! My name is Leon Hoffman~"

Zina ignored Harvey's curious gaze and smiled at Leon: "Call me Zina~"

"You came to me...are you?"

"Oh~"

"I'm here to deliver you a check!"

"This... is the $20 investment from the boss to the brokerage company. Please keep it~"

"20??"

Harvey shook the beard on his lips and couldn't help but move closer to Zina, staring at the check with green light in his eyes. .

Zina was also very surprised when she took the check, glanced at it and asked: "Is it... David gave it to me?"

"Yes~!"

"If you have any questions, I can take them back to you and convey them to you."

"Um... No, thank you Leon!"

"ok~"

"So...goodbye Xina!"

"Haha ~ Goodbye!"

Leon Hoffman passed away very handsomely.

in the office.

Harvey pouted, sat back in his chair, and said in a sour and teasing tone.

"Such money...enough to allow all the street girls in Manhattan to make a few movies..."

Zina happily flicked the check and said with a smile: "This money will have to support many newcomers like Madonna who are losing money."

"Not only do I need to find teachers for them, but I also need to arrange various professional courses for them~"

"We also need to provide them with favors and resources, expand their network of contacts, find their correct positioning, etc."

"Say it again~"

"You are going to be the producer and producer of two movies...a big shot!"

"Are these the only things that come to your mind?"

"Cut~"

"Those two movies didn't even have a crew... Forget it!"

"Haha~"

"Okay~ Let's continue the topic we just talked about~"

"A few of my friends want me to ask you for help in arranging a few small roles. How about that?"

The smile on Harvey's face brightened~

He pretended to think about it for a while, shook his head and sighed: "I also want to help you ~ but..."

"Hey~ you bastard, stop giving me such nonsense!"

"I have brought you all the information about these people~ You must give it to me... Arrange at least three of them to join the crew!"

"nonono~impossible!"

"How is it impossible? You, Tangtang, and Alto are all..."

The argument between the two in the office did not last long.

Because both of them knew that such a small thing could only be accomplished if David asked, and Polly's words didn't count. .

Zina looked at the check in her hand and couldn't help but start to weigh it in her mind: Should I look for it, or should I not look for it?

----

Wall Street.

Stanley fourth floor.

Giles Norton Morgan, walking out of the elevator with Lilith.

Before they even took a few steps out of the elevator, they saw David strolling in the corridor with a cup of coffee in his hand and a smile on his face. .

Giles smiled and stepped forward, put his arm around David's shoulders and said, "Everyone in the company is working, are you the only idle one?...Hahaha~"

David turned his head and glanced at Lilith, then tilted his head and whispered in Giles' ear.

"Look over there..."

"Yes, that's the girl in the beige skirt...hehe~"

"I really didn't expect...that bastard Sam would arrange such a beautiful female secretary for himself!"

David hugged Giles, quickened his pace, and lowered his voice again and said: "I also wanted to find a beautiful female secretary..."

"When I come to work every day and see her, I not only feel happy, but also eye-catching..."

Giles said mockingly, "You can find Sam and trade secretaries with him~"

"fxxx!"

"The secretary Lilith assigned me is Maggie...can I change it?"

"Hehe~ You still know~"

David pretended to be sad and let go of Giles, motioning for him to go into the office.

When Giles happily took a few steps forward, David gave him a big kick on the butt and shouted: "Hey, you dare to make a bad idea of ​​my secretary Maggie!?"

"Look at me killing my legs in a row...!"

"fxxx! You bastard, why should you complain first?"

"I'll fight with you~!!"

"Hahaha~ Those old shit tricks of yours, I've cracked them long ago~"

"Ouch~ be gentle..."

"..."

Lilith, who was following them, closed the office door and stood in the corner with her arms folded, smiling and watching the excitement. .

After a few minutes.

Both of them, with sweat on their heads, lay on the floor, breathing heavily. .

David punched Giles and said with a smile: "It's only been a few days and I haven't been messing around with you and Bloomer... I just feel uncomfortable all over, as if I'm missing something."

"Am I... sick?"

Giles bared his teeth, sat up on the floor, gave David a kick and said with a smile: "I... am not here?"

"If you feel you are sick, I can arrange for you to go to St. Elizabeth Hospital for a checkup~"

"They are the most authoritative psychiatric hospital in the United States! Hahaha~"

"fxxxyou!"

David jumped up, strangled Giles's neck, and yelled in his ear: "That damn place... you better leave it to yourself~"

"Look at this trick of mine... Go head-over-heels!!!"

(Rolling pear means rolling and rubbing the head quickly with fists, which can fully stimulate the capillaries of the head and improve the insufficient blood supply to the brain. It can also continuously stimulate the hair follicles, making them more resilient and reducing the risk of hair loss. Possibility of hair loss...)

(Ahem! The above is purely made up. Please do not imitate!)

"Ah~ah~..."

Giles kicked his legs wildly, his facial features gathered together, and his screams kept getting lower and lower. .

When David saw that his struggle was less intense, he picked him up from the ground and threw him on the sofa, mocking him in a victor's tone.

"Boy, do you dare to talk nonsense again?"

Giles covered his head and raised his middle finger to David: "fxxxyou!"

"Hahaha~ You are the one for the weak... Are you moaning? Hahaha~"

David suddenly felt the chuuniu aura in his body bursting out, and he laughed more and more crazily.

Lilith, who had been watching the excitement, couldn't help rolling her eyes, walked over to David, hugged his arm, and whispered.

"Maggie, if you are not satisfied with her, how about I change it for you?"

"Uh.."

David was like a cock that had been strangled by the neck. His face turned red instantly, his mouth opened, and he smiled bitterly: "Don't make trouble~ I was joking..."

"Don't take it seriously~"

"Hmph ~ is it?"

"As long as you put out the news about recruiting secretaries, there will be countless beauties vying to apply, right?"

"Rather than giving you a headache over this matter, you might as well let me do it for you!"

David immediately adjusted his expression, hugged Lilith with a righteous expression, kissed her cheek, and said, "I won't change!"

"My secretary is Maggie, and she can only be Maggie!"

"Sam's beautiful secretary...I'll tell her not to come to work tomorrow~"

"This way, no one can disturb my enthusiasm for work..."

Seeing that David's expression was on point, but what he said was nonsense, Lilith said with a smile: "Okay~ You are the boss, you have the final say!"

"Yeah~ perfect! Hahaha~"

Giles, who was lying on the sofa, could not help but close his eyes as he watched David defeat Lilith with his invincible cheekiness. .

This shit, fucking bastard. .

Why did he get fooled again?