Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

The afternoon sunshine spreads down from the gaps in the clouds in the sky~

The home of Catherine Meyer, owner of The Washington Post. .

Do not!

She should be called: Mrs. Katharine Graham!

Although, her husband chose to commit suicide many years ago due to mental illness and ended his life. .

But she has always believed that not only should she keep Mrs. Graham's name, but she should also make the "Washington Post" founded by her father better and better~

Now, Mrs. Katharine Graham, she did it!

The Washington Post's dedicated performance in the "Vietnam War Files" incident and the "Watergate Incident" transformed it from a regional tabloid to a nationally renowned major newspaper!

The Washington Post not only successfully went public, but also raised sufficient financial support~

Also for Mrs. Katharine Graham, she won the title of strong woman in the newspaper industry.

. . .

The Queen.

Katherine Graham's home.

Catherine gave her friends, Carol Loomis and Warren Buffett, small dessert cookies that she baked herself.

Buffett smoothed the hem of his coat, thanked Catherine, and said with a smile, "When will you return to Washington?"

"Maybe the day after tomorrow~"

Catherine sat down, picked up her coffee cup, and said, "The midterm elections are over, and the weekend drinking parties at my house are about to start again~"

"Oh~"

Warren Buffett is not interested in the fact that his good friend Catherine likes to hold "social" drinking parties at his home in Georgetown~

Because he hates lies and deception so much~

But. .

Lies and deception are basic "passive skills" that almost everyone needs to be active in the Georgetown social circle ~

When people want to achieve certain goals in their hearts, the necessary "white lies" and forgivable "cheating" do not seem to add any sense of guilt to people's hearts.

Therefore, after Buffett attended two cocktail parties at Catherine's house, he never took the initiative to participate again. .

. . .

A few rays of sunlight shone into the three people in the room from the window.

Catherine took a sip of coffee and asked Buffett: "Stan Lipsey, is your job in Buffalo going well?"

(Buffalo, the second largest city in New York State, another name for Buffalo.)

Buffett's thick eyebrows knitted together and sighed: "The Buffalo Evening News will lose at least 140 million yuan this year."

"This is my most failed investment so far~"

"Oh?"

"What about your appeal? What did Lipsey say?"

Buffett put a small cookie into his mouth, shrugged with a wry smile and said: "The Federal Court of Appeals for the Second Circuit accepted our appeal against the preliminary judgment against the Buffalo Courier-Express."

"Actually, I didn't want to appeal again and continue to dwell on this failed investment~"

"Continuing to appeal will anger our trial judge~"

"That Judge Briant doesn't like me~"

"This is also the first time I have tasted the negative harm that fame has brought to me~"

"However, Charlie Munger does not want the 3500 million dollars belonging to us to be wasted due to the lawsuit of the "Buffalo Daily News"."

“The Courier Journal will not let the Buffalo Evening News off easily just because of the judge’s ruling~”

"Munger convinced me!"

"If we don't appeal, in another year and a half, no matter what we do... the "Buffalo Evening News" will be in danger of failure and closure~"

"So, he and Lipsey discussed with our lawyers that The Courier-Express was using the Antitrust Act to make malicious accusations."

Catherine raised her eyebrows, put down her coffee cup, and asked with a warm smile.

"need my help?"

"Thank you! For the time being... no need~"

"Hehe~"

"At my cocktail party this weekend, a friend who can help you is coming over~"

"you sure?"

Buffett looked at Catherine, frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "I agree to continue the appeal, just to let people understand that I will not let others slaughter me!"

"Lipsey's work is going very smoothly~"

"The "Buffalo Evening News" is not in danger of significant losses or suspension of publication for the time being~"

"Thank you!"

"Hmm~"

The admiration on Catherine's face fell entirely in the eyes of Buffett and Carol Loomis.

Buffett smiled, adjusted his glasses, and asked, "Are my teammates arriving soon?"

"Haha~ He should be here soon."

"Ok~ Then I'll go to the bathroom first."

Buffett stood up and strode to the bathroom.

Catherine looked at his back and made a small decision in her heart~

----

new York.

Manhattan.

The Metropolitan Club at the intersection of Fifth Avenue and East 60th Street.

Pine, walking in front, led Gordon Moore, one of the founders of Intel, into this "legendary" private club~

. . .

On the third floor of the club, in a spacious independent room.

Pine introduced Stanley CEO Nelunt Ramone, Giles, Bloomer, and Leslie to Gordon Moore.

After some introductions, courtesy, and greetings, the few people sat down.

Gordon Moore, currently the president and CEO of Intel Corporation, has doubts about today's meeting.

Morgan and Rockefeller?

This. .

Could it be that Intel has entered their sights?

. . .

soon~

Gordon Moore's doubts were solved by Nylonte Ramon's words~

"Mr. Moore, we want to join Intel!"

Gordon Moore: "..??"

Nylent took a document from Giles' hand and handed it to Gordon Moore, smiling.

"You can take a look at the conditions we offer~"

Gordon Moore took the document, glanced around the faces of several people, frowned, lowered his head, and started reading.

"I will explain it to you one by one while you are reading~" Pine's voice sounded from the side.

Gordon Moore nodded and made a gesture of invitation to Pine.

A smile appeared on Pine's lips and he said: "We are very optimistic about Intel's innovative spirit and professional capabilities."

"Similarly, as shareholders of the company, we will bring more convenience and resources to the company's development, allowing the company's development to enter the fast lane."

"This agreement in your hand is our sincerity!"

"We only retain seats on the board of directors and will not actively participate in Intel's daily operations and development planning."

"Of course~"

"Correspondingly, Intel must also maintain its current pace of rapid development to ensure that our engineers can continue to learn more professional knowledge, improve themselves, and not fall behind!"

"In this regard, we can provide engineers with the opportunity to enter Xerox or IBM for short-term study~"

"We can also build a brand new Intel laboratory in cities such as New York or Boston in the east~"

"Attract more newcomers to the computer industry from well-known universities such as MIT, Columbia, Cornell, and Princeton to join the company~"

"Reserve more elite talents for our subsequent rapid development."

"In addition, if the engineers at IBM or Xerox have the intention to change jobs, change the environment, and change jobs..."

"We at Intel will be their best choice in the country, bar none!"

"..."

Gordon Moore looked at the document in his hand, but his heart began to beat. .

none of them. .

What do you mean? ?

Could it be. .Did Morgan no longer play in finance and Rockefeller no longer play in oil? Did they all turn their attention to the computer industry?

. . .

After Pine stopped, Gordon Moore closed the document in his hand and asked with a frown.

"How many shares do you want...?"

"35%~"

"impossible!"

"Then...34%?"

"..."

"33%!"

"We can acquire 20% of Ingels' stock at a premium of 33%."

Nylent raised his hand and pointed to the people present, smiling.

"Mr. Moore, these shares are not held in the hands of just one person~"

"It will be divided into seven parts~"

"Apart from us Stanley and the five people here, the remaining two new shareholders are the strong supporters you most want to see!"

"supporter?"

"That's right~"

"If you are interested, I can give you a more detailed introduction."

"Okay~ Please tell me~"

. . .

After half an hour.

After seeing Mr. Gordon Moore off "with a heavy heart", Pine returned to the room.

Blumer held a glass of juice in his hand, walked to the window and asked: "Is there anything left today?"

"No more~"

Nylent drank coffee with a relaxed expression and explained: "Grace met Steve Jobs of Apple twice in San Francisco~"

"He is not interested in our investment plan~"

"So, I'm going to call him again and ask him to come to New York and have a chat in person!"

Giles breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, straightened his suit, and asked, "Will he agree?"

"Will do!"

"Apple has launched plans to list on the Nasdaq exchange."

"IPO review... time waits for no one~"

"Cut~"

Bloomer curled his lips, walked up to Leslie, patted his shoulder and complained: "Did you hear that!?"

"This is a blatant threat!"

"Hahaha~"

Leslie turned to glance at Bloomer and laughed: "Are you leaving? I still have things to do!"

"Let's go~"

"Giles, what about you?"

"Hmm~"

"..."

. . .

After Giles, Blumer, and Leslie left together, Nelent Ramon looked at Pine, pondered for a moment and asked.

"Why don't you go to San Francisco and meet and talk with Steve Jobs~"

"Oh?"

"Where's Grace?"

"Aren't you afraid that she will be angry...?"

"..Tsk~"

Nylent slapped his mouth a few times and stopped talking~

He likes Grace~

Even after Grace married Elder, he had always liked her silently. .

But deep down in his heart, he never believed that women could roam freely in the undercurrent of shopping malls~

The women of the Morgan family, Cheryl and Grace, are two of the most unusual of all the opposite sexes Nyrent knows. .

They seem to have unlimited enthusiasm for the family business~

. . .

Pine, with a smile on his lips, tilted his head and looked at Nellent's reaction at this moment, and he was already happy~

He knows Nylent very well, and he knows Grace even better~

The more successful Grace's career became, the more headache Nerent felt. .

At the beginning, if Nelent Ramon could have been more proactive and bravely and boldly confessed to Grace. .

Maybe, now their two children can run all over the floor~

----

California.

San Francisco.

Club 39, North Bay.

Sandra hung up on her boss, Karnes Rothschild, in the office.

(Sandra, who appeared in Chapter 302, received and served David, Bloomer, Giles and others in the club.)

She opened the first drawer at hand, took out an expired ticket to New York, and was distracted~

Bloomer!

He will still remember. .

Sandra showed a wry smile~

I'm afraid that guy has forgotten me a long time ago~

no!

Sandra's eyes were filled with fighting spirit again!

If you don't take the initiative, you won't be remembered by him in this life!

You must take action immediately, now, immediately!

She tore the ticket into pieces, reached for the phone, and dialed.

----

Europe.

London, in a cafe near Regent's College in the city center.

Kanes Rothschild put down the phone, returned to his seat, picked up the coffee cup in front of him, took a sip, and showed a smile on his face.

confirmed!

David Coleman, who made the "bold statement" at the reception at Whistler Morgan Manor, went to San Francisco with Bloomer. .David~

"Tsk~ Interesting!"

"Hehe~"

Karnes, thinking back to David’s “storm” remarks that he just heard in the afternoon, the smile on his lips became even stronger~

During the last oil crisis, young Carnes Rothschild relied on his keen sense of smell and the financial support of his family to make a lot of money from the London commodity futures market~

What about this time?

Kanes smelled a new business opportunity again~

Huge business opportunity!

----

London.

Langham Hotel, fifth floor.

David returned to the hotel from Highbury Stadium, changed out of his rain-stained coat in the room, and took a simple hot shower.

ten minutes later.

David put on his clothes, walked out of the room, and came to the restaurant on the second floor.

in the restaurant.

Chef Cui Yingying, who had already prepared dinner for several people, came up and asked with a smile after seeing David sitting down.

"Want to serve food?"

"Where are they?" David pointed to the empty dining table in front of him.

"I've called and asked, I should be down soon~"

"Oh~ then... can you serve me some soup first? I'll warm myself up~"

"Ok~"

. . .

After more than 20 minutes.

Jellal, wearing the new clothes he bought today, was the last to sit at the table opposite David.

"Sorry~ I kept everyone waiting for so long!"

David shrugged, pointed at the dishes on the table and said with a smile, "Let's talk while eating~"

"You also come and try the cooking skills of our chef, Cui Yingying~"

"Ok!"

On the table.

Everyone ate the delicious dishes in silence, and no one took the initiative to speak.

Toby Olga and "good teammate" secretary Maggie continue to maintain their "little transparent" roles.

David used the fork in his hand to make some of Cui Yingying's special vegetable salad for Livlin and Elena who were sitting next to them.

Livlin fiddled with the tableware in her hand, her little eyes wandering back and forth between Elena and David. .

At this moment, Elena, maybe because she just took a shower, exudes the aura of the sister next door~

With an extremely satisfied smile on her face, she ate the dishes David handed her, and no one else seemed to be in her sight. .

David picked up the crystal shrimp dumplings with the chopsticks that Cui Yingying bought from Chinatown and ate them in one bite, with a look of great satisfaction on his face.

Elena smiled and gently wiped away a little juice spilled on the edge of the plate in front of him with the napkin in her hand.

Livlin chewed the food in her mouth several times and decided not to endure it any longer. .

"David, do you have a plan? Where are we going tomorrow?"

"Yes~ How about we go to Oxford University and Cambridge University?"

"Hmm~ Shall we all go?"

"Yes~"

Livlin glanced at the two "little transparents", her eyes fell on Jellal, who was lowering his head to eat vegetables, but his ears were quietly perked, and asked with a smile.

"Jeral, are you going too?"

"Uh... go?"

"Ok?"

"Then I still won't go...?"

"Ok??"

Livlin stared with big eyes and threw a look at Jellal, who was testing him repeatedly.

Jellal raised his eyebrows, looked around, and finally asked David, whose head was full of food.

"David, you're talking about jerseys and sponsors... aren't you done yet?"

"Ah~ yes!"

David raised his head, quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, tilted his head, thought about it, and smiled.

"Actually, sponsors' logos will appear sooner or later on jerseys that attract much attention from fans~"

"Football clubs use the popularity of their stars among fans to earn extra income, and sponsors can do the same~"

"Every jersey sold is a moving billboard for the sponsor~"

“It’s a win-win collaboration!”

"Who would say no?"

Gerard let out a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded: "So, the Arsenal team finally figured it out this year... right?"

"Hahaha~Yes!"

David raised his chopsticks, picked up a piece of soft beef, and said with a smile: "Just like what we just talked about~"

"All kinds of advertisements appear around us in endlessly~"

"At the same time, advertising also adds diversity to products, gives consumers more choices, and satisfies everyone's consumption desires~"

"Geral, I don't know if you have seen the cartoon "Popeye"?"

"...I haven't seen it~"

"Hahaha~ If you have a chance, you must take a look!"

"That cartoon is my childhood memory~"

David turned to look at Livlin and asked with a smile: "Do you still remember that classic line in the animation?"

"'Popeye' was produced by Paramount!"

"Cut~"

"No!" Livlin rolled her eyes and curled her lips arrogantly.

David turned to look at the others: "What about you?"

"Maggie! You should remember, right?"

After "Little Transparent" Maggie was called, she whispered in a low voice: "I am very strong and I love to eat spinach! I am Popeye the Sailor Bobby!"

"Wow~hahaha~"

"That's right!"

"I love spinach!"

"Jeral, this cartoon is said to be sponsored by a company that produces canned spinach~"

"Later, the popularity of "Popeye" brought great growth to the sales performance of the canned spinach company."

"It is also the earliest product placement I know of~"

"Ad placement?"

"Yup!"

"You should have seen movies produced by Hollywood, right?"

"Seen!"

"Many scenes in the movie contain some hidden advertisements that we may have overlooked~"

"For example: In a certain Western gunfight movie, the protagonist walks into a bar and asks the bartender for a glass of xx brand tequila~"

"Or in some urban film, the protagonist walks to a billboard on the street and stops, stands there for a few seconds, and then moves on~"

"In addition, when we watch TV news, the reporters who are interviewing on the streets are also very particular about their positions."

"for example.."

. . .

David explained in great detail the advertising placements he discovered around him as a qualified "television baby". .

Jellal, who never paid attention to these little things in life, frowned more and more the more he heard about them~

David stopped, drank the last few mouthfuls of soup, wiped the corners of his mouth, and smiled.

"As a British person, you should know John Maynard Keynes very well, right?"

"Hmm~"

"ok~"

David leaned back: "You said that your family's business is mostly related to financial investment and real estate industry."

"Financial investment can be roughly divided into several categories ~ we might as well talk about them one by one ~"

"Stocks~ As the earliest financial investment product, its development momentum in recent years has not been good~"

"Those who don't put their eggs in the same basket...portfolio investment strategies cannot allow investors to grow their funds faster than the continuously soaring inflation index."

"Bond!"

“Its advantages are low risk, high operational flexibility, high liquidity, and strong liquidity. Its disadvantage is that the rate of return is low.”

"Coupled with the implementation of a floating exchange rate system, there are more and more arbitrage behaviors in the bond market~"

"The low-risk government bonds, corporate bonds, etc. that we could have held for a long time have become useless..."

Jellal put down the tableware, propped his arms on the dining table with a more serious expression, and looked at David.

"Hehe~"

"Next is...Forex!"

"The international currency market in the era of floating interest rates is changing rapidly~"

"Interest rates, national debt, inflation index, economic development index, market expectations index, etc., many factors can affect changes in the exchange rate."

"No matter which method we use, if we want to arbitrage in the currency market, we cannot escape the analysis of the basic economic trends of various countries around the world~"

"This workload is huge!"

"Any prediction we make about the future trend of the market may cause us to lose everything~"

"So, I strongly do not recommend that you enter the international foreign exchange market, which is still very chaotic today!"

Jellal nodded silently.

He is not familiar with the markets of other currencies.

The market prices of the rice dollar and the pound, the two mainstream currencies in the world, are constantly changing ~

David glanced at Livlin, who seemed to be interested in listening. He reached out and grabbed Elena's little hand, held it in his palm, and continued with a smile.

“Commodity futures!”

"The characteristics of futures are that the investment is small and the potential and risks coexist!"

“How high our expected return on it is, how high the risk will be!”

"Often the outbreak of an unexpected factor will cause the entire commodity futures market to enter a large price shock~"

"Gerard, Keynes is an expert in futures market speculation!"

"His... Bigger Idiot Theory, you know?"

Jellal couldn't help but smile and said: "I've heard it and learned it, but I haven't practiced it yet~"

"Hehe~"

"Keynes believes that any speculative behavior is based on predictions of mass psychology and judgments~"

"Just like: beauty pageant!"

"Everyone has their own unique aesthetic~"

"But, in a beauty pageant, does the girl who I think is the prettiest and most beautiful must be the winner?"

"No!"

"I bet on the girl I think is the prettiest, and I'm the biggest fool..."

"The one with the most votes is the real champion!"

"Similarly~"

"In the futures market, I can completely ignore the true value of something, even if it is worthless."

"I am willing to pay to buy it because I know there is a bigger fool who will pay a higher price to buy it from me~"

"So, as long as I can judge whether there is a bigger fool than me in the market, I will be invincible~"

"Keynes made a lot of money by relying on this set of theories that he summarized as the biggest fool."

Jellal smiled and nodded: "I think...you can explain these boring economic theories more easily and understandably than my tutors at school?"

"Hahaha~"

David stood up, gently pulled Elena up, pulled her into his arms, hugged her waist, and smiled.

"Interest is the biggest motivation for people to take the initiative to learn."

"Instead of beating you every day, let you study hard..."

"It's better to arouse your interest, make you really like boring economics, and apply what you learn~"

David raised his chin slightly and said with a smile: "Let's go~"

"I send you!"

"Tomorrow, if you want to visit Oxford and Cambridge with us, remember to come early!"

"I'll treat you to the most delicious breakfast!"

"hehe, ok!"

Jellal put down the napkin in his hand, nodded to the three ladies at the table, got up and followed David out of the restaurant.

. . .

The entrance to the Langham Hotel.

David looked up at the dark starry sky and sighed: "I hope it won't rain again tomorrow~"

"Hahaha~"

Jellal smiled and said: "Tomorrow morning, I will bring two more comfortable cars over."

"Tomorrow night, let's rest near Oxford University first, and then go to Cambridge the day after tomorrow. How about that?"

"Okay~"

David shook hands with Jellal happily and said, "Thank you, man!"

"Dude? Hahaha~ You're welcome!"

"Okay! See you tomorrow morning!"

"goodbye!"

. . .

David put his arm around Elena's waist and watched as the car in which Jellal was riding disappeared into the distance.

"Whoo~"

"Let's go back~"

David took a deep breath and said softly.

Elena moved lightly, her smile full of sincerity and joy: "Thank you!"

"Haha~ Thank you for what?"

"You said that time is the most precious thing in the world~"

"Of course I want to thank you for spending time with me~"

David smiled and shook his head, and the two walked into the elevator.

When the elevator reached the fourth floor and Elena was about to walk out, David did not let go of his hand immediately and said.

"Tonight, you come and sleep with me~"

"Um??!"

"Go on! Go back and get your pajamas. I'll wait for you in the room!"

Elena stared into David's eyes for a few seconds, then nodded and said: "Okay! I'll be there soon~"

. . .

Five floors.

David returned to his room and dug out the pair of underwear Susan had prepared for him from his luggage.

Rather than being passively defensive, it’s better to be proactive!

One pair of pajamas + three pairs of underwear~

The defense force tonight should be enough~

David thought to himself, carrying a pair of underwear in his hand, and walked into the bathroom.