Manhattan Reborn 1978

a new day.

new York.

Queens, LaGuardia Airport.

In the early morning, before the sun has risen.

A group of passengers carrying their own luggage walked out of the airport, ready to find a car to go to their respective destinations ~

Toby Olga, who left New York for Thanksgiving and returned home, raised his hand to tighten the scarf around his neck, rubbed his sleepy eyes, followed the flow of people with a suitcase, and headed for the airport exit.

"Hey~Toby!"

A familiar man's voice caused Toby Olga to stop his lazily walking steps.

She looked around and saw a middle-aged man standing in the corner not far away.

"Uh...why are you here?"

"Of course I'm here to pick you up!"

"Oh.."

Toby Olga stopped where he was and looked at Ezra Cremo, who was approaching step by step. There were not many complicated emotions in his eyes, but a very natural and relaxed smile.

"Where is your car?"

"Outside the door, not far~"

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go~"

"New York, it's freezing!"

"...Hahahaha~"

Ezra Cremo laughed and took the suitcase from Toby's hand and led her out of the airport hall.

. . .

on the way.

Toby asked, sitting in the passenger seat, tilting his head and quietly looking at the street scene passing by outside the window.

"You knew from headquarters that I had completed the resignation process, right?"

"Um.."

"You don't have anything to say. What do you want to say to me?"

New York CIA director Ezra Cremo pursed his lips silently and asked in a dry voice.

"where do you want to go?"

"where to?"

"good question!"

"I haven't thought about where to go~"

"Where are you going to send me?"

Ezra Cremo was stunned by Toby's seemingly meaningless question. .

He slowly stopped the car at an intersection in Queens, turned to look at Toby, and said.

"You have always wanted to leave the CIA London branch, and I helped you do it!"

"And we did it without any trouble!"

"You can go wherever you want now~"

"Hehe~"

"Mr. Cremo, do you believe what you said?"

"..."

"Can I go wherever I want? Can I do whatever I want?"

"The president of the United States doesn't have this kind of freedom, does he?"

"you.."

Ezra Cremo was speechless again by her series of rhetorical questions~

He glanced at the green light ahead, took a deep breath, and sighed with helplessness in his voice.

"where do you want to go?"

"...Wall Street!"

"You want to go back to David's company?"

"I am also an ordinary person who needs to work and eat! Mr. Claymore!"

"..."

Claymore held the steering wheel tightly with both hands and put a little force on his feet, making the car speed towards Manhattan~

. . .

After half an hour.

There is a glimmer of light in the east~

Wall Street, in front of the Stanley Building.

Toby Olga took his suitcase from Ezra Cremo, lowered his head slightly and said.

"Thank you!"

"If it's not necessary in the future, we'd better not meet again~"

Ezra Claymore nodded silently and watched Toby's figure disappear at the door of the Stanley Building. .

These once secret lovers have now completely become familiar strangers~

----

Manhattan.

42nd Street, above Wildfire Bar.

In the restaurant, the morning sunlight shines in through the window, making the place look extra bright~

David picked up the newspaper on the dining table, glanced at it a few times, and asked Susan and Cui Yingying in the kitchen.

"Which of you bought the newspapers and these?"

"I didn't buy it, I ordered it!" Susan poked her head out of the kitchen and smiled.

"Polly said you like to follow the news every day, so I asked someone to order some newspapers for you~"

"The magazines were sent over by Ludy... He said that the sales of the magazines he just bought were not very good, so he brought some and put them in the bar for people to read for free..."

"Okay! Your answer is very good, Princess Susan!"

"Hahaha~"

"Are you here again?"

"Uh... no!"

"You have it!"

"I do not have!"

"Hahaha~"

David and Susan just played a boring game of "talking nonsense" with each other.

Cui Yingying, who was busy in the kitchen, listened to the "noisy" between the two people and couldn't help but smile and shake her head ~

. . .

Wall Street, in front of the Stanley Building.

Secretary Maggie and Toby Olga, who had just returned to New York, stood in the slightly cold wind and kept looking towards the road to the west~

About 10 minutes later, the car driven by lawyer George McCarron soon appeared in front of them.

"Hi ~ Good morning, ladies!"

"Sorry, I just went to get some information from a friend. Can you please sit in the back row?"

"Of course~"

Maggie reached out and opened the car door. After sitting down with Toby Olga, she curiously asked George: "What kind of information do you have on your passenger seat?"

"Haha~ It's all the United Nations that my boss asked me to help find yesterday..."

. . .

42nd Street, above Wildfire Bar.

David let the three of them into his home, went to the kitchen to get them a coffee pot, and smiled.

"Toby!"

“How does it feel to be home for Thanksgiving?”

"Great! I haven't spent the holidays with my family in four years~"

"Hmm~"

"It just so happens that I'm going to rest at home these days, so why don't you take Maggie's place in the company first?"

"Okay~" Toby nodded happily.

"ok~"

"Maggie, where are the documents you brought over? Do they need my signature?"

. . .

About two 10 minutes later.

Toby Olga, gone~

Lawyer George asked David with a smile after seeing off Toby and sitting down again.

"You want to take some time off?"

"Yes~"

"The one in the company...?"

David waved to lawyer George, took a few folders, and said with a smile: "Don't worry~"

"The money I earned by relying on luck will definitely not be lost by relying on my strength~"

"Hahaha~ Got it!"

David lowered his head, flipped through the documents in his hand, and asked, "Have you gone to consult? Did you encounter any problems?"

Lawyer George pointed to the first page in the folder and said: "The Outer Space Treaty is referred to as the Outer Space Treaty, and its full name is the Agreement Governing the Activities of States in the Exploration and Use of Outer Space, including the Moon and Other Celestial Bodies. Principles to be observed."

“1966年12月19日联合国大会通过。1967年1月27日在伦敦、莫斯科、华盛顿开放签署。”

"Effective on October 10 of the same year ~ valid indefinitely!"

"This treaty is the basis of international space law, known as the Space Constitution, and stipulates 10 basic principles that should be observed when engaging in space activities."

"Last night, I checked the preamble of the Outer Space Treaty in detail, as well as all the main clauses and supplementary clauses."

"The United Nations originally established this treaty to prevent countries from using this excuse as a reason to oppress weaker countries because of their power~"

"But probably none of them thought that you would..."

"Hehe~"

"Are you trying to say that there are people like me who dream of taking the sun and moon as their own?"

"Uh...no!"

"You can make reasonable use of treaty rules and find corresponding loopholes in the rules."

"I even think you should consider studying more law..."

"If you become a lawyer, you might have a better future than me..."

"Hahaha~"

David closed the folder and said with a smile, "I'm your boss!"

"I'm going to study law...what should you do?"

"Of course I am...still your subordinate~"

"Hahaha~"

. . .

After the two joked for a while.

David returned the folder in his hand to George and said.

"You should try to apply for this first. If you encounter any problems, come back to me anytime~"

"It would be great if we could get it done before Christmas~"

"Ok!"

"Do you have any plans for the evening?"

"No~"

"Then you come with me to attend the party at Mag's house tonight."

George asked in surprise: "Mag Ludwig? He settled in New York?"

"Yes!"

David crossed his legs, looked at George and said with a smile, "What about you? Are you still renting a house?"

"Uh...yes!"

"Well... Mag was in Washington, helping Livlin and I get the ownership of a magazine from the Hearst family."

"At that time, the old Hearst made an offer of 100 million dollars~"

"But after the matter was over, Old Hester returned the 100 million dollars, saying it was an engagement gift for me and Lilith~"

David saw George's very surprised look, so he explained a few words~

Then he thought about it and said to Maggie again.

"Let's do this~ Maggie, remember to remind me to find a time to talk to Ludy and arrange a cost-price apartment for each of you after the completion of their real estate development project."

Maggie blinked and was stunned for a few seconds. She adjusted her glasses with her hands and nodded: "Okay~"

"Hahaha~"

David smiled and pointed at Maggie. There were some words that he didn’t want to say directly now~

"Oh~ By the way, George, there are a few more things you need to write down and do!"

George quickly took the small notebook he carried with him in his hand, nodded and said: "You tell me~"

"Hmm~"

"You have to read all the legal documents that the company, its subsidiaries, and our investors need to sign, and try to make sure there are no legal loopholes!"

"In our cooperation with the Sidrich family, after part of the funds enter the account of our branch, you and our company's financial director, Erwin, must send them all the relevant legal contracts as soon as possible. Watch them sign it with your own eyes!”

"These things will involve the distribution of very huge interests, so you must not be careless!"

"Ok!"

"Princeton University President Guy Luther gave Sam an investment document for the university's endowment fund."

"You go back to Sam later, make a few copies of it, and take it with you to the cocktail party in the evening."

"Hmm.. After you meet Sam, ask him if he has time in the evening~"

"If so, let him come to the party too~ Mag has few friends in New York, and we can make his home more lively~"

"Ok!"

"Also, I have arranged new jobs for the two boys Bob and Yuri. You can ask Maggie for the specific details~"

"After all, they are both still very young and inexperienced!"

"If there are any legal issues, you have to pay more attention to them!"

"Don't let them be deceived by those scammers..."

Lawyer George quickly wrote down this item and said with a smile: "I'd better arrange for a new person from our law firm to follow them for a while~"

"...That's okay~"

"Yuri, I'm with Ben Likert every day. There's no need to arrange anyone for the time being~"

"Bob really has one less person to help him, so you can make arrangements for him alone."

"Ok!"

"Any more?"

"Hmm... let me think about it~"

David picked up the coffee cup, took a big sip, and continued.

"Zina!"

"I discussed cooperation with the CAA agency in Los Angeles a few days ago. Zina's agency will become the New York branch of CAA."

"For specific legal issues, you and Zina can talk to Roland Perkins of CAA."

"Ok."

"Yeah... Zina will also cooperate with the Sidrich family to set up an art trading company."

"Ludi will talk to Zina about this matter, and then you will be their legal advisor!"

"Ok!"

"Furthermore, I saw the samples of Da Film and Television Company's shooting a few days ago. The official shooting may begin in a few days~"

"They have a pilot agreement with HBO. You want to contact Harvey and Tangtang and help them check it~"

"Ok!"

"and also.."

When David said this, his brows suddenly wrinkled. After thinking for a while, he asked Maggie.

"Do you remember the record company manager, Gino Bachwin, nicknamed Mildew?"

"Remember!" Maggie nodded simply.

"Well... give George his contact information~"

"George, when I make a decision, you will contact him and change the legal person of the record company he manages!"

"Record company...Okay!"

"Maggie, is there no news yet about Isadore Sharp, the head of the Four Seasons Hotel we met in London?"

"Not yet... Do you want me to call him and ask him?"

"Okay~ You can go to my study and make a phone call now, and tell Polly the result."

"ok~"

David raised his hand and rubbed his forehead vigorously. After Maggie stood up and entered the study, he said to lawyer George.

"I didn't deliberately ask questions about Susan's mother and stepfather~"

"I'm afraid that she will... misunderstand my attitude."

"So, I would like to ask you and Ludy to talk to Susan about this~"

Lawyer George nodded with a serious expression, thought for a moment, and asked, "What do you think is a more appropriate time to talk to her about this matter?"

"In a few days~"

"Um...this weekend?"

"can!"

"Ok."

Lawyer George lowered his head and remarked the matter in his notebook.

----

Manhattan.

The Metropolitan Club at the intersection of Fifth Avenue and East 60th Street.

In a room on the third floor.

Panaris Norton Morgan, holding a document in his hand, asked Old Morgan and Julie in surprise: "Chrysler, can't you hold on anymore!?"

"Ok!"

"What about our universal?"

"Some time ago, you reduced your holdings of a lot of General Motors shares. Is it because...?"

Old Morgan raised his head slightly and looked at the surprised look on the face of his eldest son Panaris. After thinking about it, he motioned to Julie to let him explain.

Julie reached out and took the information from Panaris' hand, shrugged and said.

"After the oil crisis in 73, our General Motors, Ford, and Chrysler, the three largest automobile companies in the United States, all suffered heavy losses to varying degrees~"

"Chrysler has a particularly serious problem!"

"It has many branches and factories, its personnel structure is bloated, and Chrysler's board of directors is also a bunch of idiots!"

"In '76, they launched two minicars: the Ernel and the Aspen."

"As a result, as soon as these two cars were launched, numerous quality problems arose, giving Chrisley a new nickname, poor quality and high price!"

"This year, they seem to have woken up and want to copy the small-displacement cars in Europe and launch two front-wheel drive small cars, Plymouth Horizon and Dodge Omni."

"However, the current domestic market for small-displacement, cheap cars has been occupied by cars from island countries!"

Julie threw the folder in her hand aside, relit the cigar she had just extinguished, and raised her head and blew out a cloud of smoke~

Panaris sat down again, nodded to Julie, looked at his father, old Morgan, and asked.

"That's why you held on to GM stock...?"

"Ok!"

Old Morgan tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa and said: "If...an oil crisis breaks out again next month, Chrysler will definitely not be able to survive next year!"

"General Motors, we have 12 percent left..."

"No one is willing to take over these days~"

"Then what is our next target? What is it?"

Julie took a puff of her cigar and asked with a hint of testing in the smile on her lips.

"What do you think?"

Panaris was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "Yeah~ I understand!"

"You went to London just to prepare for our next step! Right?"

"Hahaha~"

"That's right!"

"We didn't tell you on purpose, we just wanted you to figure it out for yourself!"

"We...are already old~"

"If you can't take charge of your own business, we'll have to find another way~"

Julie's two "straightforward" words made the bitter smile on Panaris' face stiffen.

Old Morgan turned his head and glanced at Julie, stood up, looked down at his son Panaris, and said.

"Our overall plan was only finally finalized after we went to London to meet with your Uncle Whisler to discuss it~"

"Plans can only make us clear about our goals and can make some uncontrollable unplanned events controllable!"

"But any plan can never keep up with changes~"

"So, you need to deal with these..."

. . .

in the room.

Julie put out her cigar casually, closed her eyes slightly, and listened to the old Morgan godson. .

But Julie felt in her heart that Morgan Sr.’s eldest son Panaris was not the most suitable successor to the family~

If given a choice, Julie would rather let Morgan Sr.'s eldest daughter Cheryl take over the family business instead of Panaris. .

----

California.

San Francisco.

In the early morning sunshine, Apple founders Stephen Woz and Mike Markkula stepped out of the car and stood outside the door of Steve Jobs' house.

Woz lowered his head and took a sip of Coke, and asked Markkula: "Have you figured out how to convince him?"

"No~"

"Then what do we do?"

"Have you booked all the flights?"

Markkula shrugged at Woz and smiled: "What do you want me to do with the arrogant and moody Steve Jobs?"

"Of course... come on hard!"

"Hehe~"

"Kidnap him and go to New York with us?"

"Yeah~ What's wrong with this? He can't beat the two of us..."

Marcus stared at Woz for a few seconds, rolled his eyes, and helplessly spread his hands and said, "Okay~"

"Wait a minute, I'll control his legs, you come..."

"no!"

Woz immediately put down the Coke in his hand and complained: "I won't touch him!"

"fxxx! Do you think I am willing?"

"Hey~ That's right!"

"When was the last time he took a shower?"

"Uh... I just remember that he washed his hair six days ago~"

"shxx!"

Markkula pinched his nose with his hand and seemed to be able to smell the strange smell of Jobs even before he saw him~

"Hahaha~" Woz couldn't help laughing when he saw Markkula's disgusted look~