Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

Early morning~

Manhattan, at the intersection of 12th Avenue and 40th Street.

The company's small building.

On the street, a young man in a coat was waiting patiently with a briefcase.

Not long~

The car in which Polly Sidrich was riding slowly stopped in front of the small building.

The driver, Hei Mike, parked the car and immediately saw the young man not far away.

He got out of the car quickly and cautiously, waved his hands to Polly with his hands behind his back, and walked directly to the young man to ask a few words.

Polly put her hand on the car door armrest, and seeing that the communication between Black Mike and the young man seemed to be going smoothly, she simply opened the car door and asked.

"Did you come to see me?"

"...Hmm!" Black Mike turned his head and responded, stepped aside half of his body, and watched the young man walk up to Polly.

"Hello!"

"I'm Angel Backing, Eric Neff."

"My boss, Ben Likert, contacted you yesterday."

"He sent me here today to..."

"Oh~" After listening to the young man's explanation, Polly remembered that she had indeed spoken on the phone yesterday with Ben Likert, the head of the angel investment company that David had found.

The other party said that in the past month, angel investment companies have received more and more investment applications, and the investment projects are also diverse, covering almost all commodity categories. .

Of these investment projects, after careful screening by Ben Likert, more than 100 were ultimately left. .

Therefore, Ben Likert sent this young man under him to deliver a list of projects and related information so that Polly could choose from them~

Polly looked down at her watch, then walked to the company building first and said, "Please come to my office first and wait for me for 10 minutes."

"I have a situation that I need to deal with before I can listen to your explanation."

"Okay~" Eric Neff, a tall and handsome man, followed Polly into the small building happily.

----

Manhattan, Gold Coin Hotel.

Located in a suite on the fourth floor.

Mr. Gardener, somewhat surprised, invited Sam Rogers and Leon Hoffman to sit down and asked with a smile.

"You...just came back from Chicago?"

"Yeah!" Sam nodded with an ugly face, opened his briefcase, and said.

"I went to Chicago to find Leon this time. I want to invest in the foreign exchange futures market according to the boss's plan."

"But when we went out for dinner, some information in the house and hotel room was stolen..."

"steal?"

"Do you have any doubts?"

"No.."

"What about the hotel? They don't have any clues?"

"..No!"

"Then the information you lost is very important?"

"Well...it's not very important." Sam's face softened slightly and he sighed.

"It's not that difficult as long as you're willing to pay someone to re-collect the information."

"It's just that I think this may not be a coincidence!"

"Because after the thief entered our room, he only took those documents. He didn't even touch the other valuables and the cash I put in my suitcase~"

Mr. Gardener thought for a while and asked again. "Did you call the police after you discovered that your room was visited by a thief? What did they say?"

Sam turned and looked at Leon, with a sarcastic sneer on his lips: "We went to the police station and sat there for two and a half hours before those bastards finished the transcript..."

"and then?"

"No! There will be no more~" Mr. "Little Mare", who has a gentle personality, replied with a bit of anger this time.

Mr. Gardener couldn't help laughing.

He spread his hands to the two of them and said, "I'm very happy that you can come to me for help as soon as you return to New York."

“But it’s not easy to find out this matter as soon as possible!”

"I have three suggestions for you to choose from."

"[-]. I asked a few old friends to follow you to Chicago and investigate this matter while ensuring that similar accidents will not happen again."

"Two, you should give up your Chicago plan for the time being and let others go there on your behalf. I will then secretly find someone to follow him and find out this matter."

"Third, call the boss and tell him all the details of the matter, as well as some of your guesses, and let him decide how to handle it."

The gardener put down his raised right hand and made a gesture of invitation: "How do you choose? Think about it."

"..." Sam looked at Mr. Gardener silently, and after slowly arranging the clothes and briefcase he brought, he whispered for the first time.

"You don't want me to make a single choice, but multiple choices!"

"Haha~" Mr. Gardener smiled and nodded.

"The boss, or do you tell him personally?"

"Yeah!" Sam nodded, beckoned Leon to the door, and turned back to say.

"Thank you for your suggestion, we will contact you again!"

"Ok!"

"You are always welcome here!"

. . .

Sam Rogers and Leon Hoffman, gone.

Mr. Gardener walked to the window with a gauze curtain, thought quietly for a moment, then turned and walked to the study inside.

To solve the trouble Sam encountered, Otis Parker prepared a variety of emergency plans for the gardener before leaving New York.

It's just that these emergency plans may never be used in the gardener's opinion, so he simply locks them in the safe. .

----

Manhattan.

42nd Street, Wildfire Restaurant.

The young lawyer George McCarron put a heavy briefcase on the table and explained apologetically to Cui Yingying, Zhang Wenbiao, Zhang Maochang and his son, and Zhang Jinhong, the owner of Xincheng Restaurant in Chinatown.

"Sorry~"

“I went through a lot of searching among my friends in the same field before I found these old versions of translations of immigration applications.”

"If you don't understand anything, I can answer it for you now."

Cui Yingying saw several oversized document bags that lawyer George took out, and she quickly smiled and said politely.

"It's really troublesome for you!"

"Even without these documents, we still believe you!"

"Haha~" George smiled and took off his coat, opening these document bags one by one, and said to Cui Yingying.

"Your immigration application... the situation is very different from this time."

"I have been working on Wall Street for the past few years, and I am not very familiar with the latest domestic immigration policies and approval standards."

"So I asked a friend specifically to ask what he knew about the situation, and then I roughly understood it."

“The Immigration and International Law currently implemented in the country was personally signed by President Lyndon Johnson under the Statue of Liberty in 1965.”

“The most important reform of the new immigration law is the abolition of the 40-year-old nationality quota system.”

“Adjustments in the bill also include setting immigration caps for countries in the Western Hemisphere and making family immigration the first preference.”

"As a result, the United States has ushered in the most liberal and open period of immigration policy since the early 20th century!"

"According to 1970 statistics from the federal Bureau of Immigration and Planning, approximately 5% of U.S. citizens were not born in the United States."

"In other words, in 70, more than 1000 million people successfully obtained American citizenship due to the Immigration and International Law that was implemented in 65."

"And this number has exceeded 2200 million as of last year."

George looked through the documents in his hand, placed the useful parts in front of Cui Yingying and others, and said.

"Many people, without understanding the specific situation, are likely to confuse the Immigration and Planning Service (INS) and the Board of Immigration Appeals (BIA) in the US immigration management system, two independent agencies with different responsibilities. .”

"BIA is an independent agency established after President Kennedy took office. It is directly affiliated with the Department of Justice. Its main responsibility is to hear and decide appeals in immigration cases."

"Ins, like BIA, was once under the management of the Ministry of Justice. However, in the past decade or so, every president has reorganized, renamed, and reassigned powers and functions to various government departments after taking office."

"So, no one pays special attention to the higher-level management of ins."

George put a few stacks of organized immigration application forms on the table and continued.

"Ins is the federal agency responsible for processing immigration and citizenship applications, approvals and administration."

"Each state also has its own independent immigration management agency."

"In New York, where we are located, the city government was on the verge of bankruptcy a few years ago. After many debates, the city council re-relaxed controls on immigration applications."

"In the past few years, in order to facilitate the management of tens of thousands of Jewish refugees from the great country of Bear, the federal government dumped them all near Brighton Beach in Brooklyn."

"This makes the New York City Council members very dissatisfied!"

"And the complete opposite is..."

"Members of the City Council have gradually relaxed their focus on Asian and Latino immigration applications in recent years."

George knew that what he was about to say might be a little sensitive, so he hesitated and whispered.

"Because that group of lawmakers felt that Asian and Latino immigrants were demanding lower wages, complaining less, and working harder when looking for jobs."

"Hehe~"

Zhang Wenbiao (Brother Biao), who grew up in Manhattan's Chinatown, turned his head and glanced at his master Zhang Maochang and his son. Seeing that they did not show anger or irritation, he lowered his voice and explained.

"Lawyer George has no malicious intent..."

"He just..."

"I understand~"

Under the translation of his son Zhang Jia'an, Mr. Zhang Maochang already understood the general idea, smiled and waved his hand.

"In recent years, the British in Hong Kong have also thought of this reason and gradually relaxed the management of immigration applications."

"Singaporeans, Malays, Taiwanese, Indians, Vietnamese, Filipinos, Cambodians, Thais, Laotians, Indonesians..."

"Today's Xiangjiang has gradually turned into a small United Nations~"

"Only people like Lawyer George who are willing to tell the truth are the ones who are sincerely willing to help us!"

"We will not be angry because he told the truth, but we would like to thank him for his honesty!"

This cold joke told by Mr. Zhang Maochang made Brother Biao and Boss Zhang Jinhong look at him with a high look.

Cui Yingying looked at the immigration application forms with a smile, pushed them to Attorney George again, and said.

"We believe in your character, but also in your professionalism and professional ethics!"

"It's up to you to help us fill out these forms."

"...ok!" George carefully observed Cui Yingying and the others, and after seeing that none of them had any objections, he took back the form with a smile, deliberately kept the information, and nodded.

"When Polly called me, she said that she would cooperate with Mr. Zhang Wenbiao to establish a company that produces sauces."

"So, please consider first whether you want to apply to immigrate to New York State or apply to immigrate to California...?"

"The immigration policies are slightly different during these two weeks, and the procedures and fees are also very different."

In the next ten minutes, Attorney George talked in detail about the immigration application details he learned from his colleagues, and the application process that can be accelerated by human intervention. .

Several people who had never particularly understood these "tricks" quickly concluded two key points in their minds.

In New York City, New York, the threshold conditions for immigration applications are relatively high and the approval process is very slow. .

If you want to speed up the process, you must add money to clear the relationship or prove that you have certain investment capabilities!

In California, the threshold conditions for immigration applications are relatively loose, but the process is slower, and the management department also has more requirements for applicants who have not obtained permanent residence status.

To sum it up briefly, that’s it. .

If you have money, nothing will be a problem~

If you don’t have money, it will take more energy, patience, and luck. .

. . .

Lawyer George McCarran left in a state of rage.

Boss Zhang Jinhong picked up the teapot and poured tea for Mr. Zhang Maochang and Cui Yingying respectively, smiling.

"Wen Biao and I discussed this last night."

"I have saved some savings from opening restaurants over the years, but I won't be able to use them for the time being."

"Wenbiao's income has been very good in recent months, and he has also saved some money."

Boss Zhang Jinhong waved his hand when he saw Mr. Zhang Maochang's lips slightly parted and wanted to say something.

"If we were not related, I would not take the initiative to mention this matter..."

"Thanks to your care and careful guidance during the years when Wen Biao went to Xiangjiang, he was prevented from taking detours."

"Wenbiao's parents are not very expressive people. As his uncle, I will directly express my feelings to you~"

"Within 3 yuan!"

"You can always ask me for it."

"Within 6 yuan, I need three days to prepare."

"This money is not given to you, but loaned to you without any interest!"

"You're welcome, and don't put any psychological burden on me."

Boss Zhang Jinhong looked at Mr. Zhang Maochang with a sincere expression, and said with a slightly self-deprecating smile.

"I'm ashamed to say it!"

"We, a group of people who have been away from home for many years and have come to New York to make a living, have ordinary abilities and limited financial resources. We can only help you so much."

“But when it comes to immigration applications, we also have some personal connections that can help you avoid some cumbersome processes.”

"Thank you!" After a moment of silence, Mr. Zhang Maochang nodded very solemnly to Boss Zhang, without rejecting or being too polite. .

Because he started from Xiangjiang during this period and visited cities such as Hawaii, San Francisco, California, and New York. He felt that his horizons had been opened, and his thoughts about the future of his apprentices became passionate again~

Cui Yingying, who was sitting next to Master, took the initiative to pick up the teacup and smiled gratefully at Brother Biao and Boss Zhang.

"Without your help and care, I wouldn't be where I am now..."

"I should be the one to thank you~"

"Please allow me to offer you a cup of tea instead of wine!"

"Hahaha~ good!"

Boss Zhang Jinhong, seeing that Mr. Zhang Maochang and Cui Yingying recognized this friendship, he happily raised his tea cup and said.

"From now on, let's not be so polite anymore."

"We are all a family!"

"Yes~ we are a family." Cui Yingying smiled generously, but glanced at her junior brother Zhang Jia'an who had been silent.

Zhang Wenbiao must have been a few years older than him when he left New York alone. .

When David graduated from high school and worked in New York, he was about the same age as Zhang Jiaan.

Can he now seize the opportunity and "break out" into his own career? .Woolen cloth?

Cui Yingying has no confidence in this. .

. . .

Just when everyone was relaxing and talking and laughing.

At the door of the back kitchen of the restaurant, boss Zhang Jinhong introduced Xu Cuizhen, a young girl who was helping in the kitchen, holding a sink in both hands and "eavesdropping" on everyone's conversations.

She quietly looked around, looked at Cui Yingying and the others a few times, and after taking a few deep breaths, she finally made a decision in her heart!