Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

Evening~

A sudden light snowfall covered the whole city in a white coat.

Manhattan.

Pedestrians on the street lowered their heads and walked in a hurry.

At the intersection of Eighth Avenue and 42nd Street.

Bruce Willis, wearing a turtleneck bomber jacket and chewing gum, walked quickly toward the Wildfire Bar.

in the bar.

When Bruce opened the door, he discovered that the bar was already filled with crew members from the Da Film and Television Company.

Harvey Washman, the head of Da Film and Television Company, was holding a script in his hand and talking to the temporary guest actor Madonna about the details of the shots that would be shot later.

When the black actor Samuel L. Jackson saw Bruce Willis, who was going to play the bartender in the TV series, he stood blankly at the door and waved to him.

"Hey~ come here quickly!"

"Huh? Oh..."

Bruce finally came to his senses, strode over to Samuel, took the script, and looked at it carefully.

not far away.

An assistant director in charge of the scene asked several people to enter the bar and placed several bottles of props that looked like fake wine in a very conspicuous position.

Erica, the bartender who was watching, saw the prop masters casually placing the wine bottles on the wine cabinet at their feet. She couldn't help but stepped forward to complain and put them all away.

After about half an hour.

The crew's preparations for filming had been completed, and Harvey called someone over and asked him to go outside the bar to find today's special guest.

Bruce Willis, who was "hiding" behind the bar and had already changed into costume, kept mumbling the lines he was going to say later, but his eyes couldn't help but look towards the door of the bar, and his heartbeat began to speed up~

After a few minutes.

Well-known actresses Mary Tyler Moore and Barbra Streisand, Richard Dysart, whom Bruce knew very well, and an unknown young blonde beauty walked in from outside the bar.

"Clap clap clap~"

Harvey, the person in charge of the shooting scene, clapped his hands to everyone and said loudly: "Quiet!"

"..."

The on-site staff in the bar stopped chatting and watched silently as several well-known domestic celebrities walked behind the camera and prepared to start filming.

Harvey walked in front of the camera at this time and said a few words to the several supporting actors who would appear on camera later.

Then he dragged the actor Madonna, who would have lines later, to the front of the bar and said to Bruce, who played the bartender.

"The blond girl's name is Michelle Pfeiffer. She will play the rebellious daughter in this scene~"

"Is she Mickey in the script?" Bruce looked at Michelle and asked with some "little star" eagerness.

Harvey curled his lips and said with a smile: "You and her will have several dialogue scenes."

"are you ready?"

"Yeah!" Bruce promised with a thumbs up.

"Don't worry, I will definitely..."

"Wow~ wow!"

"Haha~" Samuel, the "discerning person" standing nearby, laughed and joked.

"That girl...I like you!"

Bruce scratched his head happily and giggled a few times.

Harvey also smiled and shook his head, turning to check other people's preparations for shooting.

----

Texas.

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

In the afterglow of the setting sun.

At the intersection heading to the farm vacation home, two cars parked on the side of the road. Lawrence, the head of the security company, Old Cui En, Jackal and Cohen sat on the front of a car and discussed in a low voice.

Lawrence asked with some concern: "Isn't it too much for us to do this..."

"Hehe~"

Cohen, who has always been very bold about such things, shrugged and said with a smile: "This is Texas, not New York."

"We just hope to have a good relationship with the law enforcement agencies in Texas and donate a few planes to them~"

"We are willing to give it away, and they are willing to receive it. Wouldn't everyone be happy?"

"Uh..." Lawrence was speechless.

Old Cui En leaned on the front of the car and patted Lawrence on the shoulder with a smile: "The CH-47 Chinook transport helicopter entered service on the Vietnam battlefield in the 60s. Its performance and scope of application have been universally recognized and affirmed to this day. ."

"Texas State Troopers and Rangers have for many years lacked the ability to provide air transportation, support and rescue at any time."

"This time we donated two CH-47 Chinook transport helicopters to the two top law enforcement agencies in their states. This will not only provide them with more flexible air mobility transportation capabilities, but also allow us to Feel free to borrow these planes!”

"borrow..?"

"Correct!"

Old Cui En showed a "sly" smile, spread his hands and said: "Actually, the money to buy the plane is not difficult for the Texas government to solve."

"The cost of regular maintenance of these aircraft every year is their biggest headache!"

"For example: a second-hand CH-47 that has been in service for more than ten years. The total cost of maintaining it in three or four years is enough to buy another aircraft."

"so.."

Cohen suddenly said from the side: "So, we pay them some funds every year to rent aircraft, which will not only solve their financial pressure, but also give us the mobility to quickly transport and support within the state!"

"That's right~" Old Cui En nodded and glanced at the jackal who was "ready to try".

Lawrence frowned and thought for a moment, and suddenly understood. .It turns out that Old Cui En seems to have already calculated everything?

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, spread it around a few people, and asked casually, "Even if I can convince the boss, where are we going to buy a plane?"

"Army Logistics, of course."

"what?"

"Can they sell it?"

"What do you say?"

Old Cui En played with the cigarette on his fingertips, shook his head slightly and smiled: "Don't forget~ the war is over!"

"Without war, would the gentlemen in Congress be willing to spend a huge amount of money every year to maintain these aircraft?"

"In 76, in order to save the cost of maintaining armaments, the Army returned 500 CH-47s to the manufacturer Boeing for modifications for various purposes."

"But there are still some CH-47s that can only lie in the hangar of the army base and eat dust."

"And..."

"After the war ended in recent years, Boeing has received CH-47 purchase orders from island countries, the United Kingdom, Spain, Italy, Iran, Singapore, and other countries."

"Even the Army National Guard in Pennsylvania purchased several CH-47s from Boeing."

"But the Texas Army National Guard, which has always advocated force and is keen on all kinds of new equipment, has not yet been able to get permission from the state Congress."

"If we can also donate two second-hand CH-47 helicopters to them, it will be very beneficial for our security company to carry out business and daily activities in the state!"

"..." Lawrence, Cohen, and Jackal looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

This "bad old man" who was full of "dirty ideas" turned out to have been eyeing David's wallet for a long time~

(Note: The CH-47 transport helicopter is a prototype of a multi-purpose heavy transport helicopter delivered to the U.S. Army in the early 60s by Voltol, a subsidiary of Boeing Company.

To this day, it has appeared in many movies, but its appearance and function have been slightly modified according to its purpose and usage conditions.

For example: In 1965, the CH-47A was first used on the Vietnam battlefield.Its mission on the battlefield is to carry artillery and weapons, ammunition, personnel and logistics supplies; it has recovered thousands of aircraft from the battlefield, and it also performs rescue, medical life-saving, parachute and special missions.

At its peak, a total of 22 Chinook formation units were deployed on the battlefield in Vietnam.

But these helicopters, which were so meritorious during the war, became useless after the war. . )

----

night~

West of downtown Houston, Piney Point Village, Memorial District, 19 Piney Avenue.

After David left, Professor Bartley sat in the living room watching the evening news.

Just when he was about to use the remote control to turn off the TV and go to the study to sit for a while, there was a knock on the door~

Professor Bartlet walked to the door with some curiosity, opened the door and saw his student José Aaron standing outside the door.

"Good evening, mentor!"

"Well, come in." Professor Bartlet stepped aside to give up his position. José Aaron stepped into the door and followed the teacher to the study.

After the two sat down.

Professor Bartlet, who always disliked chatting nonsense with students, asked directly: "Have you finished what you came here for this time?"

"Yes~"

"I visited several alumni living in Houston and helped the school increase some donations. This time, the trip was not in vain."

"Um.."

"anything else?"

"and also.."

José Aaron took out a folded yellow paper bag from his pocket and placed it in front of his mentor.

"This is the manuscript you gave me. I sent it back."

Professor Bartlet opened the paper bag, read the manuscript carefully, nodded and asked, "Who did you show it to?"

"nothing."

José Aaron sat opposite the instructor and said with a serious expression: "They just circulated it and read it once, and I never let it leave my sight!"

Professor Bartlet nodded slightly, put the manuscript in the drawer, looked at Joss, and asked with a smile.

"Tell me~ What do you think?"

"Ok."

Jos pondered for a moment and said: "It uses some basic economic theories and financial knowledge to help students establish a unified analytical framework to facilitate their understanding of financial market structure, foreign exchange market, financial institution management, and the role of monetary policy in the economy. role and other issues.”

"At the same time, it can also serve as a study book and reference reading for many people who are eager to learn about currency and finance."

Professor Bartley nodded noncommittally and asked, "That's all?"

Jos was silent.

He looked at his mentor calmly, thought for a few minutes, and then said, "I... suddenly remembered what you once said to us."

"Most of those young people who have just stepped out of campus and have lofty ideals and ambitions for the future will end up ordinary~"

"It's not that they're not good, it's not that they don't work hard."

"But they haven't found the right path in life!"

"Haha~" Professor Bartley sighed with relief in his smile.

"Yes!"

"It's been almost ten years since you graduated."

"Now, do you understand what they mean?"

"I still don't fully understand..." Joss looked ashamed and said with a wry smile.

Professor Bartlet raised his eyebrows and smiled: "This is not unusual."

"It's only after I turned 50 that I fully understood its meaning."

"I'll ask you!"

"Do you think there is a shortcut to success in this world?"

"...Yes!" Joss hesitated for a few seconds and nodded.

"Hmm~"

"Then do you think that people who are always trying to take shortcuts should regard it as the biggest gamble in life?"

"Of course!"

"ok~"

"If, with courage, ability and luck, someone can easily find and succeed through shortcuts."

"Do you think he will make you jealous?"

"..." Joss lowered his head silently, the shame on his face turned into shame, and he didn't say anything.

Professor Bartlet reached out to open the drawer, took out an empty pipe, and held it in his mouth.

"Do you know why I accepted David?"

"do not know.."

"Hehe~"

"I haven't told anyone about this~"

"I'll tell you today!"

"the reason is simple."

"Because he has strong self-learning ability and does not need encouragement and encouragement from others."

"Because he understands the core essence of how people get along and doesn't have too many illusions about others."

"Because he can keep himself away from those people who are not clear-headed, so that he will not be in an embarrassing and helpless situation."

"Because he knows how to borrow power, inspire people, use people, buy time with money, and his ability to express himself is far beyond ordinary people!"

"But~the above are not the most important."

"Because through this period of getting along with each other, I am sure that he still has many thoughts in his heart that he does not want to express."

"And his sensitivity and judgment about risks, as well as his insight into the future, are the only ones I've seen in my life!"

"So, what questions do you have now?"

"...No more, mentor!"

"Yeah! Go ahead~"

"Use the method I taught you, completely relax yourself, put aside distracting thoughts and think calmly."

"Okay!" Qiao Si really stood up and bowed to his mentor to say goodbye.

Professor Bartlet followed him to the door and let out a sigh of relief as he watched Joss get into the red Mercedes-Benz car and drive away.

One of his most proud disciples, José Aaron, was once confident, competitive, and fearless, but now he has become tactful, hypocritical, and jealous of others. .

After working at Harvard University for many years, his edges were slowly smoothed away, and he was eventually classified as a "mortal".

Mature?

sorrow!

boy?

Life is not easy!

Professor Bartlet raised his head in the slightly cold night wind, looked at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, and took a deep breath~

Many distracting thoughts in my heart dissipated little by little.

----

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

The front yard of the farmhouse.

David took Polly's hand and walked to the car, put his hands around her waist, leaned close and whispered in her ear.

"The famous writer Henry David Thoreau wrote in his book "Walden"..."

"Kindness and sincerity are the only investments that will never fail!"

"Time and fate determine that we will meet each other in life~"

"My heart tells me it wants you."

"You're a part of my life."

"And the choice you make will ultimately determine who can stay!"

Polly hugged David tightly, narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at her children, the old David and his wife, the Malik sisters, the maids Chasida and Elena Mesa, and said in a mosquito-like voice.

"Let everything take its course."

"I don't want you to think... I'm a greedy and selfish person!"

"Hehe~"

David let go of her, turned his head and glanced behind him, smiled and whispered: "Love is sacred."

"But in my opinion, love cannot surpass family affection!"

"So, when the people we love slowly become relatives that we can't let go of..."

"Every moment we spend together is an enviable and happy time!"

Polly rolled her eyes cutely, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and pinch his ears to "teach" him a lesson.

But with the gazes of everyone standing behind David, Polly could only mutter in a low voice: "You can always tell a lot of great truths..."

"Hahaha~"

David shook his head happily and said, "Reading makes me happy!"

"..."

Polly raised her hand and hit him on the chest, then moved to the children, knelt down, hugged them, and kissed them.

Little Bernice, who is five years old this year, is very sensible.

She pulled her brother, little Lindsay, into her mother's arms, kissed her, and whispered, "Is he our new daddy?"

"..Um!"

"do you like him?"

Little Bernice looked at David with flashing eyes, pursed her lips, and shrugged like adults.

"Were you beaten again last night?"

"As long as he doesn't hit you every night, I'm fine with it."

"Hahaha~" Polly laughed out loud at her daughter's "childish words."

Old David and his wife and others resisted the urge to laugh and turned around and went back.

David, somewhat dumbfounded, walked up behind Polly, put his arm around her waist, and joked in a low voice with a playful smile.

"The area where I hit you last night...does it still hurt now?"

"Go~!"

"Hahaha~"