Manhattan Reborn 1978

Asia.

Island country, Toyama City, Toyama Prefecture in the central and western parts of the country.

Early morning~

Yuri Orlov, Marat and Nobunari Kihara arrived here from Tokyo just after midnight last night and slept for less than 5 hours.

At this time, the three of them gathered around a small table and ended the call with Otis Parker.

Marat and Kihara Nobunari looked at Yuri Orlov together, and the feelings in their hearts were almost written on their faces.

Yuri suppressed the excitement and confusion in his heart, tried to control his expression, and asked with a frown.

"You said that the boss wants to shoot a jeans commercial... What does he want to do?"

"Hehe~"

Marat turned around and walked to the soft couch next to him, found a very comfortable position for himself, spread his hands and said.

"I just made it very clear~"

"Business is business."

“But it’s also just business!”

"Our cooperation with the Yasuda family is a business cooperation."

"Whether we continue to cooperate with the Yasuda family in the future depends on the boss's thoughts + the final result of this cooperation, and a comprehensive judgment."

"But between me and Uncle Popov, apart from business, the boss also has the intention of allowing us to continue to maintain our relationship."

"Because the last oil crisis lasted for nearly two years."

"What about this time?"

"No one knows how long it will last after it fully erupts, and no one knows how destructive it will be."

"So, our cooperation with Uncle Popov will last at least two years!"

Marat waved his hand, asked Yuri and Kihara Nobunari to sit down, and continued with a smile: "You have never lived in the Big Bear Country, and there are many things you don't know."

"Most of those who like to go to the underground black market to buy things..."

. . .

Marat told the two of them in detail about his past life in his hometown.

Yuri seemed to be very fascinated by what he was listening to. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then asked after Marat finished speaking.

"You just said... we may not cooperate with the Yasuda family again in the future?"

"Is it because if the first cooperation goes very well, we will be targeted?!"

"So, the boss arranged for us to visit Mr. Davis Leahy and paved the way for us?"

"Ok!"

Marat glanced at Yuri appreciatively, then observed Kihara Nobunari's reaction, and smiled.

“Island countries don’t produce oil!”

"So, every channel that can import crude oil in large quantities has been targeted to death!"

"And if we can reach a cooperation with Uncle Popov this time, not only the Yasuda family will strictly keep secrets, but even Davis Leahy will keep it secret."

"But~"

Marat looked at Kihara Nobunari and saw that he showed no abnormal behavior at all. He nodded and smiled: "We cannot hide this kind of secret by ourselves!"

"The boss asked his butler Acklade to come here just to help us collect intelligence information related to this transaction through another channel to guard against possible accidents."

"Oh~"

Yuri felt that the last few knots in his heart were all untangled in an instant~

He stared at Marat with burning eyes: "Mr. Gardener told me before he left that the one who was following Davis Leahy... Akie Asama is an investigator of the US Army CID!"

"Do you think it was an accident?"

"Of course."

Marat shrugged without any surprise: "I know nothing about cid."

"Mr. Gardener can tell you this, and he should also tell the boss and Otis Parker about it!"

"None of them mentioned her when they contacted us..."

"So I judge that she will not be the biggest surprise in this business!"

"Hmm~"

Yuri let out a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly as he felt a slight headache.

"Do we really want to work here for two years?"

"Hahaha~" Marat laughed and fell back on the soft couch. He didn't know what the purpose was and suddenly said.

"The boss asked you, a stupid boy, to take charge of the plan this time..."

"But you haven't learned to walk steadily yet, and you're about to participate in a competition?!"

"why?"

"Haven't you ever thought about it?"

Yuri was stunned by the question.

He looked at Marat with a confused expression on his face, pursed his lips, and waited.

"Hehe~"

Marat adjusted his position to lie on his side, pointed at Kihara Nobunari and said: "Your girlfriend Tomomi Moriyama, the family business run by her father, has always been a member of the Fuji Foundation Hibiscus Club. You don't know, right?"

Kihara Nobunari looked directly at Marat, nodded calmly and said: "Yes!"

"Then why have you never spoken about it?"

"Does it mean... that if you and Miss Tomomi Moriyama hide in New York, she will lose contact with her family?"

"Or maybe you revealed part of our plan to her just to reassure her?"

Kihara Nobunari's expression remained unchanged, he nodded slightly and said: "I know that Tomomi is connected with her family..."

"Because she agreed to my proposal!"

"But we can't get it legally in the United States..."

"Oh?"

"Are you two getting married?"

"Yes!"

"Then when will she come back?"

"If it weren't for the temporary arrangement made by the boss this time, we would have been..."

"Hahaha~ Congratulations!"

"Thank you~"

Marat turned over and sat up, stretched out his right hand to Kihara Nobunari and said with a smile: "However, it seems that you haven't answered my question directly~"

Kihara Nobunari pursed his lips and smiled: "When I was studying at New York University, my instructor once told us about a very interesting social experiment."

"He wrote about money, power, ideals, and family respectively in a cross-square pattern."

"Then he said to us: If we want to use the most rational way to analyze whether a person will do something that violates the moral bottom line, it is nothing more than these four reasons."

"Mr. Marat Poyezhnev!"

"I understand very well what you are thinking at this time, and even more understand why you chose to make it clear at this moment~"

"But I want to tell you..."

"The money and power obtained by relying on vassals and bride-in-laws will make me unbearable!"

"Not even a minute or a second!"

"That's why I only slept three hours a day when I was in high school."

"That's why after I graduated from college, I would rather wear the most decent cheap suit and go around to find a job and get hit with obstacles, rather than live on my girlfriend's money."

Kihara Nobunari, who maintained a kneeling posture, raised his head slightly, and his body suddenly exuded an aura that was particularly unfamiliar to Yuri.

He put his hands on his knees, straightened his chest, and said loudly: "In an island country that values ​​tradition, origin, dignity, order, and human relationships, I must choose to leave here and go to the United States to find opportunities!"

"Only by leaving the island country and seeing the wider world outside can I completely eliminate the traditional concept barriers in my heart that have been instilled by countless people!"

"I.."

"Okay! That's enough!" Marat waved his hand and directly interrupted Kihara Nobunari.

He asked with a smile on his face, looking at Yuri for a while.

"Where did you buy your clothes?"

"It must not be more than 200 meters, right?"

"..." Yuri smiled awkwardly at Marat's "drifting" question.

"This is what I usually wear to work..."

"I still have one at home..."

"Hehe~"

Marat turned over and sat up, looked at the two young men several times, and smiled.

"My uncle Popov especially doesn't like to cooperate with people who don't have confidence."

"You two, you have just qualified now."

"keep it up!"

"..."

Yuri and Kihara Nobunari looked at each other, raised their hands to cover their foreheads and sighed.

Seeing the two of them like this, Marat laughed again and fell back: "The money will be transferred to the designated account at Fuji Bank in an hour."

"There's not much time left for you two to figure yourselves out."

"..."

Yuri scratched his cheek with his hand, turned to Kihara Nobunari and asked, "Where should we buy clothes?"

"I...I haven't been to Toyama City for a long time..."

"Hahaha~"

The two of them laughed loudly to relieve the embarrassment, and gradually dissipated in the cold wind in the morning~

----

new York.

After dinner~

Manhattan, Gold Coin Hotel.

The hotel manager, Winston, walked into a suite on the fourth floor with a tray and smiled at the gardener who was standing by the phone.

"Would you like a drink?"

"Of course!"

Mr. Gardener put the documents at hand into the portfolio, stood up, stretched, and said with a wry smile.

"It turns out that when I saw Odis Parker locking himself in his room every day and not stepping out of the door almost all day long, I thought he was just afraid that he would get sick at any time and scare others."

"Hahaha~"

Winston used a corkscrew to open the bottle of ice wine he brought and joked.

"now what?"

"Have you discovered anything new?"

"Yes~"

Mr. Gardener moved his sore shoulders, smiled more helplessly and shook his head bitterly.

"I found that only a lunatic could endure this boring job of having to sit by the phone all day long!"

"Hahahaha~"

Winston laughed and poured wine for the two of them, picked up a glass and handed it to the gardener, and then complained.

"Yes!"

"Maybe he went crazy just because he was so bored all day~"

"Bell bell~"

The gardener shook the wine glass in his hand and was about to say something more when suddenly a series of rapid phone rings rang~

He sighed and shrugged at Winston, turned around and sat by the phone, picked up the receiver and said, "Hello~"

----

South-central United States, Texas.

Northwest of downtown Houston, the eastern suburbs of the small city of Hempstead.

night~

David and his family were sitting around the living room. Edward B. Tryon, a native Texan, smiled and put down his wine glass and continued to tell some interesting stories.

One-eyed Andres walked in from outside the house, took off his gloves and glanced at Otis Parker who was on the phone, strode to the living room, sat next to Old Trin and listened to his story. .

"During the Great Western Gold Rush, there was a small town called Sweetwater on the dry Estacado Plain in western Texas."

"It's very small, there are only about a dozen decent houses in the whole town."

"But Sweetwater's geographical location and abundant fresh water made it gradually become a favorite place for gold prospectors, passing merchants and bandits."

"So the name of Sweetwater Town, in the eyes of many bounty hunters, is the biggest gold mine!"

"Bounty Hunter!"

Loisa, the younger sister of the Malik sisters, clenched her fists excitedly when she heard about this character who often appeared on TV, waiting for Old Cui En to continue talking.

"As Sweetwater grew, bars, hotels, a post office and a police station slowly appeared in the town."

"Jon the Stingy, owner of the Sweetwater Bank."

"Sheriff, hurry up and grab Jack, he's the thug he hired to protect the bank with a lot of money~"

"The bar owner Rotten Tooth Jason is the brother of the miser Jon's lover..."

"So, Jon, the mayor of Sweetwater Town, is the boss who actually controls the entire town!"

"Those guys who are digging for gold around Sweetwater Town, even if they know that the miser Jon is a bastard who eats people without spitting out bones, they still have to come to the town regularly to replenish some fresh water, food, and ammunition..."

"One evening~"

"The small town Sheriff, hurry up and grab Jack. He came out of the bar drunk, and suddenly saw a few cowboys riding horses walking on the road in the distance."

"Quickly grab Jack, put your right hand on the handle of the gun at your waist, walk to the middle of the road and look at the cowboys parked in the distance coldly, and ask."

"Who are you? What are you doing in town?"

"A few cowboys with their backs to the sunset, no one answered."

"Only one of them took out a pistol from his waist, pointed it at Gunslinger Jack, and pulled the trigger."

"Bang! Bang bang bang bang~"

"After more than a dozen gunshots, Jack quickly looked down at the two bloody holes on his chest and fell down in disbelief."

"When the people in the bar heard the gunfire, they immediately rushed out, pointed their guns at the cowboys, and pulled the trigger~"

"Bang bang bang~"

"After another burst of chaotic gunfire."

"Among the cowboys, the last two who could still sit on the horse quickly loaded their ammunition, drove their horses to the door of the bar, and shouted loudly."

"Stingy Jon!"

"Rottentooth Jason!"

"There's a bounty on your heads!"

"Stop hiding!"

"Come on xxx and get out!!"

"But the bar, which was very busy just now, is quiet now."

"The drinkers who were hiding under the tables and behind the pillars all looked at the two people hiding behind the counter and quietly grabbed the handles of their guns."

. . .

At this time, Odis Parker walked up to David from outside the living room with a serious face and gave him a wink.

David felt a little strange and blinked. Seeing that Mr. Parker didn't seem to be joking, he put away his relaxed mood, casually said hello to Sierra's mother, and followed Mr. Parker to the door.

"what happened?"

"Over in New York, something just happened."

"Leslie's grandfather, Nelson Rockefeller, suffered a heart attack tonight in his private apartment on 54th Street in Manhattan...!"

"Forehead.."

David scratched his head with his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Then what?"

"how is he?"

"Have you been sent to the hospital?"

"delivered.."

"However, according to the description of the police officer who first arrived at the scene, his heart stopped before the ambulance arrived."

"Hiss~!!!"

"he died?"

Mr. Parker nodded silently and took half a step back.

David took a few sharp breaths and couldn't help but recall the scene when he met Nelson Rockefeller in his mind. He licked his lips a few times and asked.

"Is this news accurate?!"

"Ok!"

"Reporters were already at the entrance of the hospital and took photos of him being carried out of the ambulance."

"Then... you go find a way to inform Leslie's girlfriend Livlin in Los Angeles, and then call Professor Bartley!"

"Ok."

Mr. Parker turned and walked through the door, leaving David standing there blowing the cold air. .

Nelson!

He left so suddenly! !

Will it? . ?

Emm. .

David tried hard to put away all the distracting thoughts that kept popping up in his mind. Feeling that he was slowly returning to a calm state, he turned around and walked into the door.

New York~

He must go back as soon as possible.