Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

Early in the morning, a quarter past five.

It's just the dark hour before dawn. .

Wall Street, Manhattan, fourth floor, Stanley.

Sam Rogers walked into the office with a tired face, threw his briefcase next to him, stared at the phone with bloodshot eyes and struggled for a long time, and finally picked it up and dialed.

"Whoo~"

After putting down the phone.

Sam felt weak all over, so he turned off the indoor lights, fell on the sofa and stared at the ceiling, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He slept for less than three hours in bed at home last night, thinking repeatedly about whether to truthfully report Bernard Madoff's "achievements" at the Chicago Stock Exchange to his boss David. .

Yes!

The "report card" given by Bernard Madoff almost completely crushed his confidence. .

Just because of this "simple" question, he felt extremely anxious and panicked yesterday afternoon and throughout the night. .

Now~

After repeated evaluations, he finally made what he thought was the "right" choice.

Because no boss doesn’t like honest, reliable, capable and courageous subordinates!

But in the past, those people on Wall Street who liked to be jealous of talents, deceive superiors and deceive subordinates, and greedy for success did not end well in the end. .

He doesn't want to be unable to withstand the temptation of the "devil" and become that kind of person!

. . .

Sam, who was lying on the sofa, covered his forehead with his hands, closed his eyes, and tried to calm down his brain, which was still in a "chaotic" state, and take a rest. .

Ten minutes later.

Sam suddenly opened his eyes and gritted his teeth recalling the phone call just now. .

He took the initiative to call Mr. Gardener, hoping that the gardener could report the good news to his "elusive" boss and make him happy. .

But Mr. Gardener, who was "on call at any time" on the other side of the phone, didn't seem to be surprised by what Sam reported. Instead, he comforted him with a smile and asked him to pay attention to his health. .

"hiss!!!"

Sam, who had slowly calmed down, took a deep breath of cold air after thinking about these "abnormalities", patted his forehead with shame and bitterness on his face, and smiled~

Mr. Gardener, who has been helping his boss David collect various intelligence, should have known for a long time that Bernard Madoff "gained" astonishing profits from the futures market. .

But from Mr. Gardener's tone just now, Sam felt that he was just waiting for him to "deliver to his door." . ?

If Sam really concealed this matter deliberately, or simply reported the "improved" situation later, what would Mr. Gardener do?

The gardener would certainly do his job and tell David the truth!

Emm. .

At this time, Sam no longer had a trace of luck or "jealousy" in his heart. Instead, he felt relaxed and very happy~

This is. . What is called growth?

It's really @#￥...torturous!

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Morning, quarter past seven.

Wildfire Bar, 42nd Street, Manhattan.

Harvey Washman, the head of Da Film and Television Company, after communicating with the on-site director for a few words, shouted to all those involved in the filming: "Call it done" ~

"Wow!!"

"Hahaha~"

"fxxx, it's finally done..."

The TV crew who had been busy filming in the bar all night said hello to their companions and quickly packed various equipment and equipment into boxes, preparing to go home and have a good sleep. .

Christopher Reeve, who was invited by the crew to play a guest role last night, sat on the edge of the bar and tapped it with his hand, and asked the waiter at the bar, Madonna Sigourney, with a smile.

"Hey~ we're going to call it a day and have breakfast."

"Are you coming too? I invite you!"

"Ah~"

Madonna, who had just returned from Houston with a failure the day before yesterday, yawned and stretched while squinting her eyes at Christopher Reeve, who had some "narcissistic tendencies", and sneered.

"Put away your tricks~"

"It's okay for ignorant little girls, but it doesn't work for me!"

"Haha~"

Christopher Reeve, who played the leading actor in the movie "Superman" last year, felt a little embarrassed and rubbed his nose. He lay on the bar and asked with confusion and curiosity.

"It turns out I've met David, the bartender here, a few times~"

"Why did he become a millionaire after leaving the bar?"

"Is he really your boss?"

"You didn't lie to me?"

"Cut~"

Madonna rolled her eyes at Reeve with a look that cared about "Happy Children", turned around, poured herself a glass of juice, and shrugged.

"He is not only the owner of this bar, but also the owner of the record company and management company I signed with."

"Are you a singer?"

"Already signed with a record label and management company?"

"Yeah~ What's all the fuss about?"

"Uh..." Reeve opened his mouth and was speechless.

Seeing his "deflated" look, Madonna couldn't help but smile and continue to "show off".

"Hey~ I heard that you are not a movie actor. You have only played small roles in a few TV series."

"How did you get chosen to play the male lead by the crew of "Superman"?"

"Is it just your face + muscles?"

"...Yes!" Reeve rubbed his chin with his hand, feeling for the first time that the Madonna in front of him with a cute smile was no longer cute. .

"Hahaha~"

Madonna deliberately praised Reeve when she saw that his face was getting redder and redder and he was about to "run away in anger".

"My friends and I were stunned by the way you wore tights on the big screen~"

"Can you tell me how you stay in shape?"

"Look~ Because I often stay up late, my belly has grown recently..."

Reeve stared at the "swim ring" exposed around Madonna's waist, rolled his eyes with a crooked mouth, shook his head and waved.

"Um...I've been hungry for a long time. I have to eat something first~"

"I'll tell you next time we meet!"

"Hahaha~"

Madonna looked at Reeve who was "escaped" and felt that the depression she had left behind when her plan to "meet" her boss in Houston failed, disappeared with laughter~

However, when she was thinking about whether to catch up later and continue teasing this "superman" ~

Several people walked in from outside the bar, making her instantly nervous again. .

A few days ago, Polly Sidrich returned from a business trip because she had to conduct a comprehensive inspection of Canada and the Four Seasons Hotel in London!

Her "domineering and heroic posture" standing at the door of the bar at the moment was noticed by Madonna, and she felt in her heart that she was like a "powerful" lioness patrolling her territory. .

Madonna, who had been secretly thinking about "David the Lion", her brain began to work rapidly, and she quickly walked up to greet him with a smile on her lips.