Manhattan Reborn 1978

Blue Crystal Hotel, top floor.

In Giles' private dining room.

David, Giles, and Bloomer were not thinking about eating at all.

David was telling the two about his new discovery.

"I watched a bunch of TV shows yesterday and they all seemed like rubbish, none of them were interesting.

Maybe we can come up with some fun programs and make them ourselves. "

"What about?" Giles, the curious baby, came online.

"Hmm... the draft?"

Bloomer said in disgust: "That has been around for a long time. The Miss America pageant started in 52."

David and Giles didn't know this and looked towards Jack-of-all-trades Pine.

The other party nodded, put down his hand and said: "The original beauty pageant was organized by NBC TV station. It was an official promotion to promote the equalization of human rights for people of color in the United States.

Later, due to some reasons, the current beauty pageant became a purely commercial activity. Some girls may disappear from people's sight after this show. "

David nodded, thought for a while and said, "Then let's set up a company to produce some eye-catching programs that are funny, interesting, and that everyone likes to watch. Can this business be done?"

Several people looked at Pine.

Pine thought for a moment. He paid little attention to this aspect.

He asked David: "After this program is produced, do you want to sell it to a TV station? Or do you want to buy a cable TV channel to broadcast it independently?"

He then introduced the differences between the two methods.

David understood. Nowadays, most of the programs in the United States are produced with investment from TV stations and producers, and they are self-filmed and self-broadcast.

There are also a small number of programs that the producers specifically buy a time slot on a certain TV channel for broadcast, and are responsible for the profits and losses.

The ones with the smallest number are those that are independently produced and filmed, and then look for TV stations to purchase them.

David didn't answer Pine's question.

He leaned against the back of the chair, holding his chin with one hand, and pointed his chin with his index finger.

Thinking back to some of the popular entertainment shows I have watched.

There are conversation categories, survival categories, draft categories, confrontation game categories, and Americans’ favorite Super Bowl.

From his perspective as a time traveler, the TV programs of this era are completely garbage among garbage.

So which show can grab people’s attention?

His thoughts suddenly dispersed, and several people looked at each other speechless as they watched David start wandering in fugue mode again.

Giles and Bloomer shrugged and ate separately, waiting for David to come to his senses.

Pine is the most resistant to David's state.

He chatted with Polly about some company matters.

Including the training of security company personnel.

He has already transferred all the investment from advertising companies and clothing companies to the accounts of Da Group.

Subsequent company establishment work and personnel recruitment need to be carried out in the near future.

The general manager of an advertising company. He found a suitable candidate on Madison Avenue and made an appointment to meet with them another day.

He accidentally discovered that a client in an investment bank had mortgaged the second-floor office on Madison Avenue to the investment bank because he needed financing.

Now that client has filed for bankruptcy.

He could buy the two floors cheaply and rent one of the floors to an advertising company as an office space.

Polly was secretly surprised that the second floor bought it immediately. . .

At this time, David got up, walked to the phone and called Zina.

The phone call was quickly answered: "Zina, can you come to Giles' place?"

"Yes, now."

"Yes, I'll wait for you on the top floor of the blue crystal!"

After making the call, he turned around and smiled at a few people, and said to Giles and Bloomer with a seductive voice: "Want to watch the show?"

The two children were a little confused and nodded. .

Pine knew that David was going to cause trouble again.

David grinned and asked Pine: "Can you contact the modeling agency? Let their models come... No! Forget it. I'll find a way to find a model."

He turned around and started talking on the phone again.

"Hey, Harvey! I need your help to find the beauties on the street that you can contact. Well... let's find twenty people first."

"Yes, you heard it right, tell them that if they can go to the Blue Crystal Hotel, it will be $200 per person, in cash!"

"I'm not crazy, I have business to do!"

"Okay, you can contact me now. You can contact more people and settle in cash."

After hanging up the phone, he ran out and went downstairs again and found Mike Bai.

After telling him to arrange several things, I returned to the top floor.

Several people were no longer in the mood to eat.

Confused by David's actions. . .

David stretched out his hand to Polly and said, "Where's the checkbook? Write me a few checks for $500 first..."

Polly stood up speechlessly and turned around in front of David.

"Which of your eyes saw that I had a checkbook with me?"

David covered his forehead!

Several people looked at Pine.

He already had the notebook in his hand, took out the pen from his chest, and started writing.

He was curious, what was David going to do?

Giles asked his question: "David, what show are you going to put on? Now? Here?"

Blumer nodded at the same time!

The same question!

David's brain was being overclocked, and he said excitedly: "I thought of a wonderful show, where all men and women would be killed, and all ages would be killed."

"Everyone in the audience, you just need to wait patiently. In one hour, I will present to you the most exciting show you have never seen!"

Giles and Bloomer opened their mouths but did not continue to ask.

David picked up a few checks that Pine had written, went out and found the waiter, asking him to lead the way to the second floor.

Pine was busy with his head down, and among the remaining three, Polly was relatively calm.

He picked up the table wine and took a sip: "I don't know what else came up in his head, but I'm looking forward to it!"

A few people smiled and ignored this and continued their dinner.

Zina was also confused when she received David's call.

At home, I simply tidied myself up and took a taxi to Blue Crystal.

As soon as she entered the lobby on the first floor, a waiter came to her and said he would take her to Mr. David.

So, the two came to the banquet hall on the second floor.

Someone is already clearing a space here.

David was busy directing people to get busy.

When he saw Zina, he asked the waiter for paper and pen, and pulled Zina to the window sill. While drawing, he explained some of the clothing requirements that he would need later.

Then he took out a few checks and gave them to Zina, asking her to buy back her speed.

Zina, the somewhat confused tool person, took the waiter out with the strange drawing in her hand and went straight to the nearest Macy's department store.

More than half an hour later, a group of beauties with hot clothes and explosive figures came to the lobby on the first floor.

The waiter who had been waiting led them to the second floor and found David.

When David saw the beauties arriving, he invited everyone to the small living room on the second floor.

It is said to be a small living room, but it has an area of ​​more than 200 square meters.

It has been decorated like a dressing room by David.

There are several rows of sofas against the walls in the room, and several rows of empty clothes hangers in the middle.

After arranging the girls to sit down, David looked behind and Harvey followed. . . .

This guy also found a place to sit down, spread his hands to David and said, "Brother, what kind of plane are you trying to do!"

David laughed, clapped his hands, and asked everyone to be quiet.

"Everyone, beauties, I need your help to have a perfect fashion show!"

"Tonight, at this time, everyone here is the model of this fashion show!"

"Whoa whoa!"

The young ladies were shocked. . .

They are not professional models, so how can they go on catwalks?

David said that although you are not professional models, your work is professional.

"There is only one thing I would like to remind everyone about today's show!"

"Only in this dressing room can you take off your clothes!"

"After you leave this room, no one can expose any of your private parts for any reason! Do you understand?"

The girls expressed their understanding.

"Very good! After it's over, it's 200 dollars per person. Come on, beauties!"