Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

Lunch time~

Manhattan, at the intersection of 49th Street and Third Avenue, Smith & Wollensky Steakhouse.

David sat in this restaurant that was designated for lunch by the stock market god Buffett twenty years later, with Sam Rogers, Mu Brandes, Bernard Madoff and his little secretary Maggie, and they were very happy to taste the chef's carefully prepared food. Dishes made.

What a coincidence~

Mag Ludwig actually chose this restaurant today to invite an old friend who works at CBS TV station to have lunch.

Therefore, when David, who entered the restaurant earlier, saw Mag and his old friend walking in with the waiter, he was surprised and took the initiative to say hello and asked the waiter to give them a bottle of the best in the store. of red wine.

After David turned to leave, Mag invited his old friend to sit down.

The old friend stared at David as he returned to the dining table in the distance. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he turned to Mag and asked.

"Did you invite me here for lunch on purpose...?"

"On purpose?" Mag asked the waiter for a menu, curling his lips and smiling.

"Why would I deliberately ask you to come here to meet my boss?"

"He has no interest in being on TV!"

"Uh...?" The old friend stared at him in confusion for a few seconds, shook his head and sighed.

"You guys always like to make some things look like a coincidence... It's hard not to make me think too much!"

"Haha~" Mag shrugged, showing an "I'm wronged" expression to his old friend, and smiled.

"I have only heard about the soldiers who participated in the Vietnam War. After returning, many of them went to PTSD..."

"What do you think this is? PTSD?"

"fxxxyou!" My old friend silently raised his middle finger to Mag, opened the menu and prepared to "slaughter" him.

. . .

the other side.

After David returned to his seat, he picked up the tableware and asked several people.

"Sorry~ Where were we talking about just now?"

Sam put a piece of cut prime sirloin steak into his mouth and said with a smile: "Just now you mentioned that if the Federal Reserve can completely get rid of the constraints of the government, it can regain the full trust of investors and financial markets as a neutral central bank. .”

"Oh~ yes, yes!" David nodded to Sam and continued with a smile.

"The Federal Open Market Committee (FOMC) consists of twelve members, including the Chairman of the Federal Reserve Bank of America."

"Among them, the six executive members (Board of Governors) and the President of the Federal Reserve Bank of America are all nominated by the President of the United States and take office directly after passing the vote of the Senate."

"Among the remaining five members, the chairman of the New York Fed occupies one seat all year round, and the remaining four seats are held by the presidents of the other 11 local Feds on a rotating basis."

David put a small piece of steak dipped in sauce into his mouth and shrugged.

"So in the past two decades or so, the Fed's monetary policy has been influenced by various policies introduced by successive governments..."

"This actually deviates from the biggest original intention of the establishment of the Federal Reserve Bank of America, which is the independence of the central bank!"

"It's such a long history that we won't go into detail."

"A series of economic policies introduced since President Nixon took office..."

"Nixon shock?" Sam suddenly joked very relaxedly.

"Haha~" Several people laughed.

David also shook his head and smiled amidst the laughter of several people.

"Nixon shock, this is just a word often spoken by islanders..."

"But what really caused a severe impact on the island country's economy..."

"It was President Nixon who announced the abandonment of the gold standard system, stopped converting the rice dollar into gold, and levied a 10% import surcharge. This caused the inflation rate in the island country, the largest exporter to the United States, to rise rapidly, and hyperinflation broke out in 73-74."

"After the rice dollar was decoupled from gold, the rice dollar depreciated sharply, but the island countries did not want the yen to appreciate."

"In order to avoid the deflationary pressure caused by the appreciation of the yen, the island government began to implement expansionary fiscal and monetary policies."

"Until December 71, 12, after an agreement was reached and officially signed at the Smithsonian Institution in Washington, the exchange rate of the rice dollar for gold was reduced by 18%. The exchange ratios of other countries' currencies and the rice dollar were also adjusted accordingly. Yuancai has entered a period of appreciation again..."

While enjoying the delicious food, David told several people some history that they knew or "didn't know".

However, among the people at the dinner table, although the little secretary Maggie listened carefully to the boss's "eloquent talk" with her ears, her eyes and mouth were never idle. .

While she quietly observed the expressions and movements of Sam and the others, she also used some of her energy to sneak a few glances at Mag and her old friend. .

This state was suddenly "broken" until she heard David "calling" her name, and she blinked and looked at her boss.

David looked at his secretary Maggie with some amusement, put down the tableware, shrugged at Sam and the other three, and said with a smile.

"What did she go through while I was away?"

"Hahaha~" Sam and the three of them looked at Maggie who was "unsure" and laughed.

Mu Brandes, a "veteran" who has been on Wall Street for decades, joked.

"Maybe she has a new boyfriend recently?"

"Yeah~ I remembered." David immediately remembered that before leaving New York, he left Maggie a check so that she could go on a date with more money, and asked with a smile.

"Maggie, how are you getting along with your new boyfriend?"

"He..." Maggie's face instantly turned red and she lowered her head and replied calmly.

"He hasn't contacted me for five days..."

"Ah..." David glanced at the three people who put down the tableware, picked up the wine glass, and comforted Maggie.

"He didn't contact you, maybe because he was busy at work or just encountered difficulties..."

"If you really like him, you can try to find him!"

"..." Maggie lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, remaining silent and not responding.

Sam felt his feet under the table being kicked by Mu Brandes, and continued with a smile.

"I know Maggie's boyfriend..."

"Know?" David asked curiously as Sam attracted his attention.

"He also works on Wall Street?"

"Correct!"

"He...is from Salomon Company." Sam replied with a hint of meaning in his voice.

David immediately understood the unfinished meaning of his words, turned to look at Maggie, and smiled.

"You also know him..."

"I know!" Maggie suddenly raised her head and said before David could ask.

"He approached me deliberately and wanted to find out something about you from me..."

"It's not important." David didn't let Maggie finish speaking, and interrupted her with a wave of his hand.

"What I'm about to do...isn't anything that needs to be kept secret."

"On the contrary~"

"If someone uses various methods or means to inquire about my information or the company's investment plan from you again, you can tell him frankly."

"Uh...??" Maggie tilted her head in confusion.

Bernard Madoff, who had been keeping himself "transparent" just now, smiled with his eyes shining brighter.

"Even if they know the boss's plan, they can't completely believe you..."

"Because only suspicious and greedy people would use such despicable and despicable methods!"

"..." Maggie felt that she was offended at first, and then felt that what Madoff said seemed to make sense.

David picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth and fingers, waved to the waiter, and asked Sam.

"Is there anything similar to this in the company?"

Sam spread his hands helplessly: "This kind of thing happens to all companies on Wall Street."

"Yes!" Mu Brandes echoed from the side.

"Haha~" David smiled helplessly, took out his wallet and said.

"In the future, if you find that company employees encounter similar things, you don't need to tell me, just ignore it."

"Deliberately being secretive will only make them more confused and their behavior even crazier."

"Just let us tell them what he wants to know."

"...ok!" Sam hesitated for a few seconds and nodded.

Bernard Madoff wiped it with a napkin, thought about it secretly for a moment, and then asked with a smile.

"Then we want to invest in the futures market, if anyone asks me..."

"Same~"

With a smile on his lips, David handed the credit card to the waiter who came over and said.

"The futures market is an open gambling table."

"Some people always like to secretly spread rumors or gossip to confuse their opponents and win bets."

"But I don't like doing this!"

“I prefer to make people feel that words and deeds are one!”

“Because only in this way can more people know about our investment style and behavior, and lay a solid foundation for more and larger plans in the future.”

"..." Madoff nodded in understanding. He immediately overturned all the original plans in his mind and drafted several new ones.

Sam tilted his head and observed him for a few seconds, looked at David, and asked with his eyes.

David smiled silently and waved his hand.

"In the far east, there is a strategy called Yangmou, which has been passed down to this day."

"The origin of it is for conspiracy."

"It refers to taking advantage of the situation and changing one's own resource allocation to improve efficiency and achieve overall better results or realize higher hopes based on existing conditions without affecting others or relying on others."

"But~"

When David said this, he deliberately paused for a few seconds, caught Bernard Madoff's eyes, and then smiled.

"Its characteristic is that it starts and runs with the trend, making it almost invisible. It is much smarter than a conspiracy, and at the same time it is more difficult to implement."

"It is a type of strategy in itself, and it must also follow the objective laws of achieving goals according to the plan."

"So, as long as we make our plan more perfect in advance, it cannot be underestimated by anyone!"

"..." Sam silently repeated this somewhat convoluted "new term" several times in his mind, and a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.

Bernard Madoff frowned and repeated David's last words several times in his mind. .

Mu Brandes looked at the strong confidence on David's face, and suddenly remembered that when he attended a social reception a few days ago, he heard some sarcastic and ridiculing questions.

David Coleman, who used to be just a bartender in a bar, now actually works as an observer at the New York Fed and has begun to "point his fingers" in the economics community and monetary policy? !

At that time, Mu Brandes did not confront that person forcefully and argue for his boss.

Because he knew in his heart that there were many people on Wall Street who had similar thoughts!

Wall Street has always been a hierarchical vanity fair.

David Coleman went from being a bartender to becoming the most "dazzling star" on Wall Street in just over half a year. .

Many people don't know where this "lucky boy" came from. .

It's even less clear how he did it. .

However, none of those who knew David’s background very well stood up to “clear his name” publicly. .

That's it. .

Emm. .

. . .

ten minutes later.

The street in front of the steakhouse.

David looked at the three Sams walking towards their respective cars, turned around and wanted to get in the car, preparing to go to the train station to pick up his mentor, Professor Bartley.

"David~"

Just when he opened the car door, a very familiar female voice sounded from behind.

David heard the sound and asked slightly surprised when he saw Zina and Marysu B. Trin walking towards him.

"What are you...?"

"We were just shopping and passed by here when we saw you." Zina glanced at David with a smile and explained.

Mary Sue, who had just arrived in New York for a few days, smiled and nodded to David.

David opened his mouth, blinked, and saw a hint of "fiery desire" in Zina's eyes, shrugged, spread his hands, and smiled.

"I happen to be going to the train station to pick up my mentor. Can I take you back with me on the way?"

"Okay~"

"How long will it take until Professor Bartlet's train arrives at the station?"

"An hour."

"That's better!" Zina let go of Mary Sue, walked to David and held his arm, whispering.

"One hour is enough to do a lot of things."

"How about you go to my shop and rest for a while?"

"At most...half an hour!" David felt a little scratched by Zina's obvious hint and smiled at Mary Sue.

"Okay~" Zina endured the "little joy" in her heart, immediately opened the car door, pushed David in, and asked Mary Sue with a smile.

"I'll wait for you in the store in a while?"

"Uh... Okay." Mary Sue was someone who had been here before, and of course she understood the "browsing" between David and David. She said it didn't matter and watched the two of them leave in a car.

But what she didn't expect was that there were two cars following David this time.

Mike Bai, the driver of the car behind, parked the car in front of her and asked with a smile.

"Hey~ they're gone, do you need a ride?"

"Are you...?" Mary Sue had never seen Mike Bai, so she asked a little warily.

Mike Bai, with a wicked smile on his face, pointed to the car ahead and said, "David is my boss, I'm not a bad person."

"I know your father, Old Cui En, very well, and he even mentioned you to me!"

"Oh..." Mary Sue stood there and thought for a while, walked towards the car with a smile, opened the door and got in, and said.

"Then please send me to Brooklyn to have a look."

"Brooklyn?"

"What are you doing there?" Mike Bai asked curiously.

Mary Sue asked with a very matter-of-fact expression: "Have you seen the movie "Saturday Night Fever"?"

"Uh... I think I've seen it before, I forgot."

"Does it have anything to do with your going to Brooklyn?"

"Haha~ What do you think?"

"The plot of the movie "Saturday Night Fever" is a story that takes place in a nightclub in Brooklyn."

"I'm not familiar with movies." Mike Bai put the gear on, tilted his head to look at Mary Sue, and shrugged.

"But I know all the nightclubs and dance halls in Brooklyn."

"No matter which one you want to go to, I can do it..."

"Really?" Mary Sue waved her arms excitedly.

"Then do you know about 2001 Wandering Nightclub?"

"..." Mike Bai was speechless.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times, and he searched his mind several times, but he couldn't remember where this damn nightclub was.

But when he saw Mary Sue's "eager" look, he quickly came up with an idea and laughed.

"Sit tight!"

"Let's go now!"

"Haha~ok!"

"go! go! go!"