Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

Wall Street, Stanley [-]th Floor.

David stood at the elevator door and saw Mr. Otis Parker off.

This guy he always thought was mentally ill turned out to be very reliable in what he did~

No wonder old Morgan would use that "horse theory" to evaluate him on the plane~

David rubbed his head, which had received too much information in a short period of time, and walked slowly back to his office.

Maggie, the little secretary, bit her lip and hesitated, followed David, asked him to sit down, gently massaged his head, and whispered.

"Mr. Gayden Milken, I called twice this morning and wanted to ask you about Bob Rockefeller."

"Neil Walker from the Blind Box Company and your former assistant Ager MacFarlane have also called twice and want to meet with you to discuss their Thanksgiving and Christmas sales plans."

"Mr. Ben Likert, the head of the Angel Investment Fund, has left you a message ~ He has found a manufacturer that can provide ordered equipment for the disposable lighter project of the R&D center."

"The price of the production equipment they came up with is about 35% higher than estimated."

"Ben Likert would like to ask you that the investment from Mr. Stanley CEO Nelent Ramon has been made. Now that the investment amount has been increased, do you need to contact him to make up for his part of the investment?"

David opened his eyes a little, saw the office door open, and asked with a smile.

"Is there any news about the person in charge of the R&D center, Alicia Nash?"

"No~"

"Well... tell Erwin and ask him to contact Ben Likert. It belongs to Nelent Ramon's share. I paid for it out of my own pocket."

"You heard something about Bob that day, right?"

"Yes~"

"Then tell Milken the truth and tell Bob to stop messing around and communicate with his teammates first."

"Blind box company, tell McFarland and the others directly that I only look at the results and the process. Let's wait until after the Christmas and New Year sales seasons, when the results come out."

"Ok!"

"Any more?"

"Have!"

"Mr. Larry Allison from Oracle, leaving you a message. They are going back to California for the holidays today and will come back next week~"

"He promised that the progress of software development will not be delayed and will be completed ahead of schedule."

"Okay~ By the way, remember to buy some greeting cards for these people for me. I will write blessings to them then."

"Hmm~"

Maggie licked her lips lightly and continued: "Mr. Bernard Madoff, I have been waiting for your call."

"He said that someone from Nasdaq has contacted him and wants to ask your opinion first."

"Oh?"

"Haha~ It's really time to come."

"Tell him directly and take up the post with peace of mind. Even if it is a false position without any rights, it is still a very good opportunity~"

"Take it easy!"

"Ok~"

"Mr. Roland Perkins from CAA Company would like to make an appointment with you for dinner tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Uh... right!"

David signaled Maggie to stop, tilted his head and thought for a moment, "There's no need to eat~ You ask him if he is willing to accept my investment and become a shareholder in caa."

"If he and his partners are willing for me to join CAA, I will ask lawyers Zina and George to be my full representatives to talk to him about the follow-up of this matter."

"Ah."

"Any more?"

"Yes~ There is a gentleman named Dan Taylor who called you three times."

"It just so happened that we were all in London and didn't give him accurate news."

"I just called the number he left again. Unfortunately, I couldn't speak to him in person. I don't know if he has anything to talk to you about."

"Dan Taylor?"

David waved his hand and asked Maggie to sit down, while he rubbed his forehead and tried to remember. .It seems to be a very familiar name~

Emm. .

. . .

Outside.

Leslie and Livlin walked in quickly with smiles on their faces.

Maggie, the little secretary, saw the two of them and stood up with a smile and nodded to them.

Leslie smiled and said, "Hey~ are you done?"

"Uh... almost, what?"

Livlin smiled and said: "You bastard, do you know how to work? You left us all aside?"

David rubbed his nose, holding back his laughter and joked: "You are a rich lady, and he is a son of a famous family. Of course you two don't have to work all day long like me."

"Hahahaha~"

Leslie burst out laughing, pointed at David and said, "You still have the nerve to say that you are diligent in your work?"

"Yes! Where have you been busy?"

"Why didn't we see it?"

"Hehe~"

David stood up and walked to the door, took the coffee pot from Maggie, poured them a cup each, and smiled.

"You guys come find me sometime, do you have anything?"

"It's okay, even Livlin and the others bought you a gadget when they were shopping yesterday, so they asked me to accompany you and deliver it to you~"

Livlin gave Leslie a nice look, took out a black thing the size of a cigarette box from the small bag, and placed it in front of David.

“When we were in California, some people loved it and some people hated it~”

"Unexpectedly, when we were shopping yesterday, we saw the latest product, so we bought one for you."

David picked up the black thing, fiddled with it and looked at it again. He was surprised and said: "BP machine?"

"what?"

"...It's okay~"

"Where did you buy it... That's not right!"

"I've seen this thing before~ Did you just say that this is the latest model?"

"Yeah~" Livlin took out another instruction manual and handed it to David.

Leslie laughed and said: "You call it a bp machine? We prefer to call it a message box~"

"Hmm~ It's just that the name is different, the thing is still the same."

"Whose property is this? How much does it cost?"

Livlin smiled and shook her head, looking at Leslie.

Leslie seemed to have guessed what David was thinking and explained: "Don't think about it~"

"I've known about this thing since it appeared in New York two years ago."

“The reason why it hasn’t become popular is because its practicality is too poor~”

David looked through the manual, turned on the bp machine in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "I've heard a little bit about it..."

"You continue~"

"Hehe~"

"With this thing in your hand, you can buy a new machine for six months' service fee~"

"It was originally sold at a higher price and the service fee was higher~ The signal is very poor, especially in Manhattan where there are many buildings~"

"Coupled with the emergence of automatic answering machines and car phones, it has been put in a very embarrassing position~"

David put down the bp machine in his hand and sighed in agreement: "And... people are generally accustomed to using cheaper and more convenient phones. They are not interested in such expensive and difficult-to-use trendy gadgets. Very cold~"

"Livlin, it's over in California. Are there many people using it?"

"Okay~"

“Some people don’t like to be found and harassed at any time, so they reject it~”

David smiled and nodded.

bp machine, this pioneer product opened a new era of communication. .Who would have thought that in the United States, people would give him such a cold reception?

The reason is exactly what Leslie and Livlin said just now~

The price/performance ratio of this current bp machine is too poor, and it only has a message reminder function.

After receiving the message, you have to call the service provider to check the message. .

The poor signal is one of the biggest flaws.

There are so many high-rise buildings in Manhattan, and the signal of the bp machine on your body is intermittent, and you are always unable to complete the requirements of instant communication. How can you not be criticized?

David scratched his chin with his fingers and asked Leslie: "The signal problem of this thing shouldn't be difficult to solve, right?"

“Wouldn’t it be OK to build a few more signal towers?”

Leslie suppressed laughter and asked: "Then where do you think the signal tower should be built?"

"Which building owner in the entire Manhattan is willing to accept this?"

"Um.. Got it."

"Is this the biggest problem that cannot solve the problem of poor signal?"

"Hahaha~"

"If we want to build a signal tower, we might as well just give the phone to the car, build the tower, and build a network~"

"No matter what, this message box, which is very inconvenient to use, is not my turn~"

"...makes sense!"

David picked up the bp machine, fiddled with it a few times on his fingertips, glanced at Livlin, and asked with a smile.

"Tell me~ You two brought it here specially for me. What do you mean?"

"Hahaha~ I won, take the money!" Livlin happily extended her little hand to Leslie~

Leslie reluctantly took out 10 knives from his pocket and put it in her hand: "You kid, can't you just pretend to be stupid for once..."

"Hahaha~ That's right!"

"Hahaha~"

. . .

After laughing.

Leslie tilted his head, pondered for a moment, held Livlin's little hand, and said.

"David, I want to ask you a favor!"

David pouted, shook his head and said, "Don't say anything~ I can't help!"

"Forehead.."

"Hahaha~"

"Tell me~ What's the deal!?"

Leslie twitched the corners of her mouth a few times, cleared her throat, and whispered: "Livlin's father, Mr. Cherov, is coming to New York tonight."

"Ah oh~"

David blinked a few times, suppressed a smile and asked, "He wants to see you?"

"Correct!"

"Then how can I help?"

"Can... Livlin give me half?"

"Get out!" Livlin gave David a kick in an unladylike manner.

"Hahaha~"

"My father is here to discuss business this time. I want to meet Leslie and you by the way~"

"And me?"

"Correct!"

"Uh... Livlin, tell Leslie honestly, nothing happened between us!"

"Hahaha~ Are you afraid now?"

"I'm not afraid~ It's Leslie who is afraid!"

Leslie shook her head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Stop joking~"

"Mr. Cherov came to New York this time for business. By the way... look at you and me~"

"Oh~"

"Look at you, it's normal~"

"Look at me?"

David spread his hands and said with a smile: "I... can I take a photo as a souvenir for him?"

"..." Leslie and Livlin rolled their eyes at the same time in perfect understanding.

"Okay~ let me tell you straight, dad wants to ask you what you think about...Motorola!"

"Motorola? Ask me? I don't understand either?"

"Hehe~"

Livlin stood up and walked to the door, closed it, turned around and said with a smile: "It was originally one of the industries invested by the Chicago consortium."

"Motorola and Bell Labs have been competitors for many years."

"But ever since Armstrong used Motorola equipment to send back the words from the moon: That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind."

"Motorola has become a representative of the world's top communications technology companies and a leader in the global communications industry."

"In 1973, Motorola engineer Martin Cooper used the first portable wireless phone in history to make a ostentatious call to his old rival at Bell Labs, Yul Engel."

"Motorola is once again at the forefront of its times."

Livlin walked slowly to Leslie's side, sat down, looked at David and continued.

"My father has been paying attention to Motorola since more than ten years ago."

"When he came to New York this time, on the one hand he wanted to meet Leslie, and on the other hand he wanted to..."

David raised his hand to interrupt Livlin, frowned and asked: "Which company does Bell Labs belong to?"

"AT&T?"

"Yes!"

"Huwu~hehe~"

"Your father...doesn't he have any friendship with old Morgan?"

Livlin smiled silently and leaned against Leslie.

Leslie met David's gaze and said with a smile: "The two of them were a little unhappy due to some business matters in the past few years~"

"So, this time after he learned that you and Lilith were getting engaged, he thought..."

"OK! I understand~"

David raised his eyebrows, glanced back and forth between the two of them several times, and said with a smile.

"You two...what a couple!"

"Is that all you want to do to be polite to me?"

"Aren't you tired of acting...?"

"...Hahaha~ Take the money!" Leslie bared her big white teeth and extended her big hand to Livlin.

Livlin smiled and handed the ten-meter knife to Leslie and said with a smile.

"you win!"

"what?"

"You two bastards! Are you gamblers!?"

"Bet with me?"

"Ah~ It seems that if I don't educate you, you will all forget..."

"Hey ~ wait, wait, wait a moment!!"

"fxxxyou Leslie!"

"Ah~ Livlin, you can't catch me there!"

"Hahahaha~"

"Ahh~ahhh~"

. . .

10 minute later.

Livlin sat behind the desk with her feet on the table, shaking her toes proudly and smiling.

"Hahaha~ I let you bully me!"

"How's it going? Are you not convinced? Let's do it again!"

David sat on the ground, stared at Leslie sideways, and snorted coldly: "Huh huh~ A good man will not suffer the consequences of the present..."

"Hahaha~"

Leslie pulled him up with strong hands and said with a smile: "Then what are you waiting for? Make a call!"

"...Who should I call? Old Morgan hasn't come back yet, has he?"

"Julie!"

"Oh? He's back?"

"Just arrived this morning."

"Hey~" David pointed at the two of them and said sarcastically.

"Have you planned everything before?"

"Haha~" Livlin shook her head and smiled proudly.

Leslie pressed his shoulders, asked him to sit down, and explained: "I said... this is all a coincidence, do you believe it?"

"I believe in you asshole!"

"Hahaha~"

"Okay~AT&T is originally under Uncle Julie's jurisdiction. Old Mr. Morgan basically doesn't care about the company's affairs."

"Mr. Cherov has already invested in Texas Instruments. If he can get a certain number of shares from Motorola..."

"wait!"

David waved his hand to interrupt Leslie and said with a wry smile: "I don't want to know these plans, I just want to know what I can do and how I can help!"

"Hehe~"

"Julie should be at the Long Island villa you went to last time..."

"Where's the phone number? I didn't remember it~"

"I have it here!"

"Tsk, tsk~ You still said... wasn't this planned in advance?"

"There's really no plan!"

"...Okay~"

David scratched his head, took the number, picked up the phone, pondered for a few seconds, and dialed.

"Doo-doo-doo-doo~"

"Hello~"

"Hello, I'm David Coleman! I'd like to find Uncle Julie."

"...Okay, please wait a moment."

David covered the phone, put away his joking attitude, looked at Livlin and asked.

"When will your father arrive?"

"6:[-]."

"ok~"

. . .

"Hello~"

"Hey~Uncle Julie? I'm David."

"Haha~ You kid...how did you know that I'm back?"

"Um...the two bastards next to me said..."

"Oh? Who?"

"Lesley and Livlyn."

"Hahaha~ Okay, let's talk! Do you have anything to do with me?"

"That's it. Uncle Julie, Livlin's father is here at 6 o'clock tonight..."

"Hmm~ Then what? What do you want to say?"

"It's not what I want to say, I just want to send a message to you~"

"Hmph~ You little fox... Do you still need to send a message about this?"

"Uncle Julie, I'm not a fox! I'm a big fool!"

"Hahaha~ Stop farting! Is there anything else?"

"Have!"

"Last time I was at Uncle Whistler's Manor in London, the three of you teamed up to trick me... How do you calculate it!?"

"Trick you? Haha~"

"Why did you trick you? Do you have any evidence? Show it to me and let me see?"

"..."

"Hahaha~ Little bastard, don't talk nonsense!"

"You and Lilith will get engaged in two days, and we will be a family~"

"Tell me, how could we trick you?"

"..."

"Okay~ Old Cherov came to New York and wants to talk about Motorola, right?"

"...Yes~"

"Put your phone on speakerphone."

"it is good!"

David pressed the speakerphone and put down the phone.

"Leslie!?"

"I'm here, Uncle Julie."

"Well~ go back and tell your grandpa and old David that I'm going to visit them on Sunday night."

"Ok."

"Livlin!?"

"Uncle Julie!"

"Your father came to New York this time to meet David, and it wasn't just for Motorola, right?"

"...I don't know either~"

"Haha~ What is David going to give as an engagement gift to Lilith?"

"Uh... I don't know~"

"Well~ tell him that he doesn't have to worry about choosing anymore."

"Texas Instruments stock is a great gift~"

"...Okay, I will tell you..."

"Livlin, you don't need to tell me."

"David, when you meet her father, just ask for it! See if he gives it to her!"

"Um...that's not good, is it?"

"Hahaha~ I asked you to come over and give Lilith a gift. What are you afraid of?"

"Okay! I listen to you!"

"Haha~ You sly bastard!"

"Haha~Thank you uncle!"

"Well~hang up!"

"Goodbye, uncle!"

. . .

in the office.

David rubbed his hands and looked at Leslie and Livlin, hey hey.

Livlin sighed pretending to be discouraged, stood up, hugged Leslie, and shook her head.

"Let's go~"

"Everything is done, I don't want to see his stinky face anymore!"

"Haha ~ I'll see you tonight!"

"Ok!"

Leslie winked at David and led Livlin out of the office.

. . .

Maggie, the little secretary, poked her head in and saw David sitting back in the chair, rubbing his forehead again, then walked behind him, massaged him, and asked in a low voice.

"What would you like to have for lunch?"

"...I won't eat~"

"Sit down for a while and I'll go back first."

"Tonight, you can come to my house too."

Maggie's mouth showed a hint of joy, she nodded and said softly: "Okay~ you need me..."

"No need for anything ~ dress casually and relax."

"It's just a matter of having dinner together, chatting, and spending the weekend happily. There's nothing special about that."

"it is good!"

----

42th Street.

Wildfire Bar, diagonally opposite the Auxiliary Police Office.

The person in charge, Superintendent Alston, poured a cup of coffee for his "number one tough guy" Farr Pochivino and asked with a smile.

"How is the wound on your back? Have you checked it?"

"I've seen it and prescribed some medicine. After taking it, everything will be fine."

Far Pocchivino, who was not tall and exuded a sense of confidence, took the coffee cup and smiled.

"Well, you should also pay attention to your safety!"

"The case will never be finished~"

"it is good!"

Auston walked back to his desk, picked out an envelope from the drawer, and threw it to Far Pocchivino.

"This is your share."

"Um...this is?"

Far Pocchivino, who had always hated receiving dirty money, saw the envelope thrown by Auston and immediately understood what was inside. .It can only be money~

Auston laughed and asked: "If you don't accept illegal money, will I accept illegal money?"

"If I collect black money, will I give you a share?"

"Take it!"

"This is a Thanksgiving bonus approved by the bureau. Everyone has a share. It must be included in the clean money on the tax return."

"Oh~oh! Okay, thank you!" Farr Pocchivino put away the envelope and said with a smile.

Auston shook his head slightly, took out another large, thick envelope from the drawer, placed it on the table, and asked.

"This is the part of the bounty money that our office has received in the past two months that I have intercepted."

"Fal, this amount of money is not a lot, but evenly distributed among each of us, it is more than double the holiday bonus issued by the bureau~"

"They are all part of the hard-earned money that everyone has worked hard to get back."

"Tell me, why did I intercept it?"

There was silence in the office.

The four regular police officers who were asked by Auston from the police station to help, as well as several street informants and auxiliary police officers, all fell silent in tacit understanding and listened carefully to Farr Bocchivino's answer. .

Farr reached for the envelope and took a look. It was full of green hundred-dollar Franklins. .

"Do you want to use this money to solve the problem?"

Auston nodded, shook his head, took out a document and a larger envelope from the drawer, threw them on the table, stood up, and said loudly.

"Every transaction of this money is recorded. It comes from everyone's bounty and will also be used for everyone."

"We all know that precincts and bureaus also have similar emergency funds, which are specially used for police officers who are injured, disabled, or even sacrificed while handling cases."

"But ours here is the auxiliary police office, and there are only six official police officers in total."

"What about the rest?"

"How many of them can save the money they earned through hard work?"

“What if someone is injured, disabled, or dies?”

"Are you waiting for the bureau to approve the money?"

"Hehe~"

Auston’s laughter is full of ridicule and helplessness~

"I am mentioning this now just to tell everyone."

"Mayor, it's changed!"

"Commissioner, the change is about to happen~"

"How long our office will exist, you don't know, and I don't know either~"

"So, I am going to ask for everyone's opinions on this money."

"There are two preliminary solutions that I have drawn up."

"[-]. Everyone should divide it equally. From now on, we will still follow the old rules of the bureau. If there is any accident, we will wait for the bureau to approve the money."

"Two, continue to keep it and find ways to increase its value! Wait until the day we really want to disband, and then divide it~"

"From now on, I can try to keep as little of everyone's bounty as possible, and I can also let this money earn interest, and it will grow more and more~"

"Let's choose~"

"..."

Several people in the office, you look at me, I look at you.

Far Pocchivino frowned and thought for a moment, raised his hand and said: "Split equally... everyone must be willing."

"But as you said, not many people can really save money... and I can't~"

"I agree with the second option!"

"Um.."

"What about the rest?"

"agree!"

"Agree~"

"..."

"Ok!"

Auston casually picked up the document, walked to a police officer, threw it to him, and said, "Here are detailed accounts and a list of all our personnel."

"In the afternoon, call everyone back and explain everything to them~"

"Only when more than two-thirds of people agree, the matter is settled."

"Ok!"

"Oh~ that's right."

"Tell everyone that after signing, don't go far away today!"

"At night, the nearby streets are all within the control of our own people!"

"Any strangers who look dangerous must brace themselves and deal with them properly, do you understand?"

"Okay, sir!"

. . .

After explaining these things, Auston walked back to his desk, sat down, looked at Far Pocchivino, and asked with a smile.

"What are you waiting for? Lunch?"

Far scratched his head and asked with a smile: "Tonight...are we taking action?"

"No~"

"Then what are you...?"

Auston curled his lips and pointed across the street: "One-Eyed Andres and the others have sent extra manpower, so of course we have to add them too!"

"..That's it?"

"Haha~ What else?"

"Wait for an accident or trouble on the other side? Then we can fight out?"

"Uh..." Far Pocchivino was speechless~

Auston smiled and shrugged, and said, "No matter how you look at it~ I think it's much more comfortable here than in the Bureau!"

"We are still the police, but we don't have a specific area, and no one will jump out and tell us that we can't do this or that we can't do."

"No one will point their noses at me and tell me who I can't catch and who I can't touch..."

"Here, as long as it is a criminal, as long as we think he should be arrested, we will arrest him!"

"Here, as long as I am worthy of my own conscience and the justice of the law, I will be confident and not afraid of anyone~"

"Farr, I'm in the bureau... okay?"

"..."

"Hehe~"

Auston glanced across the street outside the door and said with a smile: "If I could choose, I would stay here forever - no matter I don't get a promotion or a salary increase!"

"Everything I have now is what I have always wanted..."

"What about you? Are you willing?"

"..Um!"

"Hahaha~ So? What are you waiting for?"

"Hurry up and sign!"

"Yes, sir!"

Auston couldn't help but smile happily when he saw Far Pocchivino jumping up to three feet high.

----

40th Street.

The company's small building.

Griselda Blanco, a female drug lord in Miami, and Field, the agent in New York, walked out of the small building carrying a briefcase.

on the car.

Field took out a cigarette, lit one, and couldn't help but laugh and blew out a cloud of smoke.

The plan that I have always wanted to cooperate with da company has been completed!