Manhattan Reborn 1978

On the Pacific Ocean, Hawaii.

Honolulu (Honolulu) International Airport.

In the night~

A passenger plane from Chicago landed smoothly on the runway.

Florida gang boss Meyer Lansky, wearing a floral shirt and big shorts that can be seen everywhere on the street, leaned on a pillar next to the passenger exit and smiled at old Malkin Sidrich.

"This old guy's nose is so sharp!"

"Haha~" Old Malkin nodded sympathetically, took off his sunglasses and smiled.

"There are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames~"

"He's a silent bulldog!"

"That's right!" Meyer smiled and looked at the passengers coming out, recalling that there were similar scenes like this when the oil crisis broke out a few years ago, and sighed.

"Last time you asked us to buy more real estate and stocks, and the amount doubled or tripled within a few years~"

"This time it must want to come to you again..."

"Ok!"

Old Malkin hung his sunglasses in his breast pocket, clasped his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "When Irving sold him the shares in Las Vegas, he thought I was joking."

"But when he learned that I started buying properties in Manhattan in large quantities again, he couldn't sit still~"

"Hahaha~" Meyer laughed and nodded gently, staring at a beautiful woman with cool clothes and a voluptuous figure in the distance, and whispered.

"That kid David sent someone a specially sent videotape. What do you think?"

Old Malkin glanced sideways at his old friend, raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Are you asking questions knowingly?"

"no, no, no~"

"I've asked my lawyer and trust company administrator to go to New York."

"They will find David's company and sign an entrustment agreement or purchase an investment product."

"Don't worry, everything will be done in accordance with their rules. It is a purely commercial behavior!"

"Haha~" Old Malkin asked, feeling even more interesting when he heard his deliberate arrogance.

"Aren't you afraid that he will lose all the money?"

"You're not afraid, so what am I afraid of?" Meyer took out a cigarette from his pocket and tilted his head to look at Old Malkin.

"More than a billion!"

"You actually voted for him like this?"

"You haven't told me anything yet...?"

"Didn't I say it?"

"Nothing! Of course not!"

Meyer lit the cigarette, blew out a cloud of smoke, narrowed his eyes and said, "What you hated most before was gambling."

"But now you have become the most gambling person among us..."

"Man, are you really not afraid of losing?"

"Afraid~" Old Malkin had already seen a familiar figure walking in the distance, turned his head slightly and said with a smile.

"I'm afraid of losing because I don't have confidence in myself."

"But when I saw David who was confident in himself, I was strangely not afraid anymore..."

"Uh...?" Meyer was speechless.

He recalled the confident look of David's talk in the video tape, and felt strange in his heart. He nodded, looked at his old friend Joseph Aipa, who was walking towards him, and whispered.

"I bet you that he came here this time because of that boy David!"

"Hahaha~" Old Malkin smiled and did not answer, and opened his arms to greet his old friend.

. . .

After about an hour.

396 Corudilla Avenue.

Old Malkin led his old friend Joseph Aippa, who came from Chicago, to "restaurant" his luxurious vacation villa, and then led him and Meyer Lansky, and the three of them climbed the path from the backyard of the villa to the back mountain. A gentle slope.

Old Malkin stood in the center of an open space on the top of the slope, pointing to the distant beach downtown under the bright moonlight, and smiled at the two of them.

"Look~"

"I plan to clear an open space here, build a simple pavilion, and put up a small table and a few chairs. I can sit here at night and look at the beautiful scenery in the distance, have a drink, and enjoy the quietness of being together~"

"Hahaha~"

"You old guy, you know how to enjoy it~" Meyer walked to a small tree with his hands on his hips, looked up at the bright crescent moon, and sighed.

"The night view here always reminds me of Sicily..."

Chicago gang leader Joseph Aippa, who was short, thin and with a three-quarter-parted head, walked up to the two of them with a smile on his face, breathing in the fresh earthy air in the mountains and forests, and whispered with great emotion. road.

"This is truly a great place to vacation."

"How did you find it here?"

Old Malkin tilted his head and looked at his old friend Joseph and said with a smile: "My son-in-law bought it for me."

"Son-in-law? David?"

"Hmm~"

"He and Polly..." Joseph Aipa said with a slightly surprised expression. He immediately closed his mouth and changed the topic.

"I came here this time to talk to you about him."

"His two men are in Chicago..."

"Um.."

"This matter has passed~"

Old Malkin patiently listened to the explanation given by his old friend, turned his head and glanced at the forest path going up the mountain behind him, and smiled.

"...Okay!" Joseph Aipa followed his gaze towards the path and nodded slightly.

on the trail.

Ludy and old Malkin's eldest daughter Manqi, as well as David's housekeeper Acklade, who stayed on the island specially, used several flashlights and placed everything they were carrying or holding in the middle of the open space.

Butler Acklade put down the folding chair and night light in his hands, spread an oversized thin blanket in his arms on the ground, and placed several mosquito repellent spice bags he brought with him on the thin blanket. of the four corners. .

Ludy quickly set up two small tables, laid out tablecloths, and placed several bottles of good wine, several cups, and several bottles of drinks. .

Manqi smiled and gestured to her two uncles, and took out the bacon, grilled fish, Italian sausage, cheese pudding, fruit salad and other delicacies made by Serena's mother from the basket on her arm. .

Meyer Lansky raised his eyebrows with a strange expression, approached Old Malkin, and joked.

"Is this what you said...enjoyment?"

"That's right~" Old Malkin smiled and patted his old friend Joseph Aippa, who was in a daze, walked to his daughter's side to help set up the food, and smiled at the housekeeper Ackleide.

"Send Manqi back, thank you!"

"Okay, sir!" Butler Aclade nodded to Old Malkin in a very gentlemanly manner, turned on the flashlight and walked to the path not far away, waiting.

After Manqi put the tableware in her hands, she winked at Uncle Meyer with a sweet smile, and said a few greetings to Uncle Aipa, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, then turned around and followed Aclade.

Joseph Aippa, watching his old friend Meyer unceremoniously asking for a bottle of wine from Ludy, sat down and poured half a glass for himself. While eating and drinking, he gave a thumbs up to praise Sena's cooking. Yi, raised his hand and scratched his head, speechless~

Old Malkin also sat down, poured drinks for everyone, picked up a glass and smiled at Joseph.

"Come on~ What are you doing standing still?"

"..coming!"

Ludy placed the turned on portable night light in the middle of the small table, watched the three old men eating and drinking in a relaxed manner, while teasing the old Malkin about the impromptu moonlight picnic, and quietly turned away with a smile.

Meyer put down the wine glass in his hand, caught a glimpse of Ludy walking away from the corner of his eye, and thought for a while before asking Old Malkin.

"You are so comfortable letting two young people stay in New York to handle business?"

"That's right...!?" Joseph Aipa, who had just met "Wooden Man" Rosenlot and Alto two days ago, looked at his old friend in surprise.

Old Malkin wiped his fingers with a napkin, picked up a piece of Italian sausage made by his wife, and asked with a smile.

"Have you ever read the novel "The Godfather" written by Mario Puzo?"

"Uh... I haven't seen it." Meyer was stunned for a second and shook his head.

Joseph adjusted his sitting position, took a bite of smoked fish, nodded and said, "I've seen it~"

"Frank Sinatra, the skinny monkey, was made fun of for a long time because of this "The Godfather" novel..."

"Hahaha~"

Old Malkin laughed and nodded when he heard this name that he felt disgusted with.

"Do you still have contact with him?"

"No more~"

Joseph shook his head simply: "I haven't seen him in the past ten years."

"ten years?"

"Is it because of rfk?" (Robert Francis Kennedy)

When Joseph heard the name, he squinted at Meyer, who was deliberately teasing him, and sneered.

"The last person who mentioned rfk to me, I knocked out four of his teeth!"

"Wow ~ four!?" Meyer covered his mouth with his hand, turned to look at old Malkin, and said with a funny wry smile.

"Hey! This is your territory!"

"Haha~" Old Malkin laughed twice without responding, and continued to eat and drink on his own.

He didn't want to make his old friend dissatisfied by casually mentioning the "desperate" brothers jfk and rfk in front of his old friend Aipa. .

Why did the Kennedy family move from Boston in the east to settle in California in the west?

Why did jfk's widow Jacqueline "hurriedly" marry the Greek shipping king?

Why would rfk's widow not let her 11 children mention the accidental assassination of their father and uncle in front of anyone? . ?

Did Joseph have any involvement in this? . ?

Old Malkin doesn’t know and doesn’t want to know!

But he knows his old friend’s character and behavior very well~

So he took the initiative to bring up a "well-intentioned" topic and said: "Meyer established a trust fund and wanted to ask David to help manage the investment."

"Are you interested?"

"Oh?" Joseph glanced at his old friend Meyer Lansky in surprise, then nodded and smiled after thinking about it.

"Okay!"

"How about I invest 100 million?"

"Haha~" Meyer laughed dryly, looked at him with slight contempt, shook his head and said nothing.

Old Malkin shrugged indifferently and said: "You decide how much to invest. I have no objection."

"What's the suggestion?"

"I flew over here just to hear your advice!" Joseph didn't mean to "let go" him and continued to ask.

Old Malkin wiped his fingers with a napkin, looked at his old friend Joseph, and said.

"My suggestion has been stated just now."

"Um..." Joseph was silent for a moment, raised his eyebrows, turned to Meyer and asked.

"How much money are you planning to invest in your trust fund?"

"All~!"

"Total, how much is it?"

"About 3000 million."

"..." Joseph picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then looked at old Malkin who was relaxing and enjoying the beautiful night view, and asked.

"How much did you put in?"

"All~"

"..fxxx!"

"I'm not kidding you!"

"Hahaha~" Meyer couldn't help laughing.

Old Malkin also laughed and shook his head at Joseph: "I can't tell you the specific number."

"In short, it is all the funds our family can call upon at the moment..."

"Hiss!" Joseph took a slow breath after hearing this answer, picked up the wine bottle and poured himself another half a glass, and suddenly smiled with great interest.

"You all voted in...right?"

"I want to bet with you too!"

"How about it?"

Old Malkin sat in his chair with his legs crossed, looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and smiled.

“With any investment, there are risks!”

"As long as you are mentally prepared for investment failure, I have no problem with it."

"it is good!"

Joseph simply "decided" directly: "I will send someone to New York tomorrow!"

"Oh~" Meyer looked at Joseph deliberately exaggeratedly and added.

"My trust fund wants to find David to help invest, but I don't have any unwarranted intentions..."

"Purely business behavior, do you understand?"

"..." Joseph glanced sideways at Meyer, then nodded to Malkin and said.

"A few years ago, I also set up a trust fund company and stock investment company in Chicago."

"Money is no problem."

"I am also willing to bear the risks that may be encountered in investing."

"Just in terms of investment income..."

"You can talk among yourselves, I have no objection." Old Malkin replied, still looking at the crescent moon.

"OK!" Joseph tapped his fingers on his knees and nodded.

----

Southeast Texas, Houston.

West of downtown, 86 Piney Point Village, Memorial District, Piney Point Village.

David and his parents followed the real estate agent and took a closer look at the property for sale.

This house was built in the 50s after World War II. It has a flat floor + basement with a mixed brick and wood structure. The total usable area is about 600 square meters. It also has a full yard + backyard lawn of about 1500 square meters. The price is 29 meters. Yuan.

David stood on the lawn in the backyard, watching his parents walk into the utility room of about 40 square meters, and asked the real estate agent.

"Does the Houston city government have any preferential policies for buying a house with full payment or a loan?"

"Well... not yet~" the manager explained with a smile.

"But I suggest that if you can buy it in full cash, you should try to buy it in full."

"Because bank interest rates have recently increased, the loan approval limit and interest rates have also increased accordingly~"

"Oh..." David asked, looking at the flat and spacious backyard, pointing to the three big trees in the yard in the distance.

"Then we want to cut down these trees, or plant more trees or flowers, is that okay?"

The agent smiled and shrugged: "As long as you buy this place, you can do whatever you want with everything on this land, including cutting down trees, planting trees, etc."

"However, if you really want to cut down these trees, I suggest you better notify the community and surrounding neighbors before proceeding."

"Although they can't stop you from cutting down trees on your land, they can take you to court for all kinds of weird reasons."

David felt very funny and asked: "What about?"

"For example..." It was obviously not the first time that the agent encountered this kind of problem. He pointed to the distance on the left and said with a smile.

"In a house I sold a few years ago, the owner planted a cherry tree in his front yard, but felt bad about it and wanted to cut it down."

"But his neighbor sued him for... affecting the community landscape~"

"Then the judge in charge of the ruling told the homeowner that if he insisted on cutting down the cherry tree, he must first obtain the approval of the neighbors in the community before cutting down."

"Otherwise, he will have to bear some fines to compensate the neighbors who pass by his house every day."

"Um...is there such a thing?" David asked, somewhat dumbfounded.

"Yeah~" the manager smiled helplessly.

"It turns out that nothing similar happened here."

"It's just that most of the people living in this community now are not native Texans, but have immigrated from other states like you."

"So, they're right..."

"Understood!" David looked at Sierra's mother coming out of the utility room, nodded and whispered.

"You should make an appointment with the landlord here and the landlord at No. 89."

"I bought these two buildings."

"Okay!" The agent nodded in surprise and turned back to the house to make a phone call.

Sera's mother couldn't help but complain softly when she heard her son make such a straightforward decision.

"Should we think about it again and look at it some more?"

"No, just listen to me."

David put his arm around Sierra's mother's shoulders and smiled: "The school district here is good, and Loisa and Salonia can easily complete their studies."

"The community environment and medical conditions here are also very suitable for dad to treat his illness and maintain his health."

"...Okay!" Sierra's mother patted her son's shoulder with her hand, looked at her husband David Sr., who was staggering away, and nodded.