roccoschili Chapter 502 Talent!
Chapter 502 Talent!
noon.
new York.
Manhattan.
42nd Street, above Wildfire Bar.
David sorted through several documents sent by Otis Parker, picked out the one related to Carew, walked into the study, and locked it in the safe.
Afterwards, I put on my clothes for going out and prepared to go to Brother Biao’s place to solve the lunch problem~
The world is big, the food is the biggest!
. . .
Downstairs, on the street.
White Mike, Black Mike and One-Eyed Andres all held cigarettes in their hands, waiting for David who would definitely come down to solve the meal problem. .
"Hey~ hahaha!"
"I won~get the money!"
When White Mike saw David, dressed casually, walking out of the unit door, he laughed and stretched out his hands to Black Mike and One-Eyed Andres.
Black Mike had an embarrassed face, took out a small change from his pocket and gave it to White Mike, complaining.
"David, aren't you hungry? Why are you down so late?"
"Hahaha~ I'm willing to admit defeat!"
"Where did you get such nonsense~"
David heard the conversation between the two, raised his middle finger to them with a disdainful expression, turned to one-eyed Andres and asked.
"Who went shopping with my mother and the others?"
"Giovanni and our two guys~"
"Oh~"
David took out a few Franklins and some change from his trouser pocket, gave them to One-Eyed Andres, and sighed.
"Take it~"
"They...are all warriors!"
"If I don't give you some rewards, I feel guilty~"
"..Hahaha~"
All three of them laughed out loud at David's heartfelt "exclamation"~
. . .
42th Street.
Wildfire Restaurant.
When David and others opened the door and walked in, they were all a little nervous. .Confused ~
Are there so many people?
The first floor is full?
in the restaurant.
A busy and clever waiter saw the "acquaintance boss" David and others walking in, and immediately trotted over and said with a smile.
"Today...the customers suddenly made the store full~"
"However, Brother Biao knew that you might come over to dine, so he specially reserved a private room upstairs for you!"
"Please come with me~"
David shrugged, smiled and waved his hand: "Is it the upstairs private room we went to on the opening day?"
"Yes, yes~"
"Then go and do your work. Let Brother Biao prepare some dishes for me, and we can go up there ourselves."
"Okay, okay~"
"I'll tell him right now!"
. . .
On the second floor, in the private room.
Not long after the four of them sat down, Brother Biao came in cheerfully carrying two plates of freshly baked specialty stir-fries, and smiled at David. .
"Boss~"
"My junior sister said hello to me in the morning and said you would come over at noon~"
"These are the dishes she arranged for me to prepare for you, and there will be a few more later..."
"Well~ thank you!"
"Haha~ Do you want some drinks?"
"No!"
"I was drunk last night and I haven't recovered from it today~ You should just serve us the staple food rice!"
"Hahaha~" Several people laughed.
"Okay, I'll go and keep an eye on them. The dishes and staple food will be here soon~"
. . .
After half an hour.
The four "cookers" rubbed their bellies, holding toothpicks in their mouths, and walked out of the Yehuo Restaurant with satisfaction.
on the way back.
David turned to Black Mike and said, "Brother Biao confiscated our meal money just now..."
"I'll go back and write a check. You can think of finding a time to send it to him alone~"
"I don't have any shares in his restaurant~"
"It's not like eating for free..."
"Hahaha~ok!"
Mike Bai snorted twice indifferently, grinned and said: "Humph~"
"In addition to the daily operating expenses of his store, he does not need to pay any additional expenses..."
"Isn't this all your meal money?"
"Additional charges?"
"Hehe~"
Mike Bai looked at the "rookie" David, pointed to a small shop on the street, and smiled.
"If you don't believe it, you can go in and ask the owner of that store~"
"How much extra expenses do they have every month~"
David slowed down, looked at the store, quickly reacted, and frowned slightly.
"Auxiliary police? Gang? Or police?"
"Humph~!"
"It turns out, there are all~"
"Now, you only need to pay a security fee to the auxiliary police on a regular basis~"
"Oh.."
"Do you think this money is worth it?"
"Tch~ I'm not the owner of my own store. Are you asking the wrong person?"
"Forehead..."
David glanced at the one-eyed Andres who was laughing silently, shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the shop on the street.
. . .
ten minutes later.
The store owner sent the four people out with a smile on his face and waved to them.
"You are welcome to come here at any time~"
"Ok~Thank you!"
"Hahaha~"
After David waved goodbye to the store owner, he turned to stare at Mike Bai and asked with a half-smile.
"Who sets the rules and amount of money collected here?"
"You!" Mike Bai's eyes widened and he replied confidently.
"fxxx!"
"I do not know how!?"
"Hehe~"
"The Bonini Agreement + concession area + street auxiliary police you proposed, plus the street cleanup plan proposed by Lynch when he was mayor..."
"These all need money!"
"But what about the money? Where does it come from?"
"..."
"Of course it is the businessmen like them who provide the money to make your plans come true~"
"..."
David stopped in front of the Wildfire Bar, leaned on the car, tilted his head and glanced at the Allston Auxiliary Police Office not far away, and fell silent.
White Mike took out the cigarettes from his pocket, distributed them to Black Mike and One-Eyed Andres, and chuckled.
"You've been working in the bar for a long time~"
"It turns out that when Malkin was managing the bar, that damn guy Tom... didn't he come to Erica regularly to collect money?"
"And the patrol officers of the police station also need a share of the bar's money so that they can appear here as quickly as possible when someone calls the police."
David waved his hand, indicating that he knew these details, and asked, "What now?"
"Now?"
"Ha~"
"Take the store just now for example~"
Mike Bai pointed not far away with his left hand holding a cigarette: "Over there is the auxiliary police office that Auston is in charge of."
"This is the apartment where One-Eyed Andres and his friends are temporarily staying."
"A little further away is the Wildfire Restaurant we just visited."
"Ever since you became the owner of the Wildfire Bar building~"
"Rudi and Malkin asked someone to seal all the dark alleys and passages next to this building with 6-meter-high iron fences."
"If someone wanted to get close to the Wildfire Bar, or enter your home upstairs..."
"You can only pass by the auxiliary police office on the street, or pass under the eyes of Andres and the others~"
Mike Bai didn't look at David's slightly surprised expression, turned to look at the door of the unit he just walked down from, and said.
"These are nothing!"
"A few days ago, you said that you would strengthen the daily vigilance in the area~"
"After Polly and Ludy discussed it, they wanted to find someone to change the door of the unit and design it so that you can only enter the corridor and reach your home from the Wildfire Bar~"
"In this way, no matter who wants to enter the building, they must pass in front of the steel-toothed dog Mengo, little Zach, Old Red, Heywood and others..."
David scratched his head with his hand and whispered with a strange expression: "It doesn't have to be like this, right?"
"I'm not a villain who has done all kinds of evil..."
"Do we need to set up such complicated levels for those great heroes who punish rape and eliminate evil?"
"..Hahaha~"
. . .
When several people laughed again, an [-]% new black Buick slowly stopped not far away.
David and the other four couldn't help but look at the two people who got out of the car.
"Hi~ Xena!"
Zina, whose name was called, smiled in surprise: "What are you doing here? Wait for me?"
David walked towards her, opened his arms and said with a smile: "I'm a little cold, I need a hug~"
Zina glanced at the middle-aged man who got out of the car, opened her arms and hugged David, and whispered in his ear.
"This is an old friend of mine whom I haven't seen for many years~"
"He...was a very famous professional liar!"
"Oh~?"
David hugged Zina hard and let go of her. After confirming from her eyes that she was not joking, he nodded slightly and said.
"ok~I understand!"
"What do you understand?"
"You want to leave me... and run away with him!?"
"Hahahaha~"
Zina tapped David's forehead twice with her fingers, and her hair was so shiny that mosquitoes would slip when they stood on it. .The middle-aged man waved.
"Demara, this is my friend and boss, David Coleman."
"Hello, Mr. Coleman!"
"My name is Ferdinand Walter Demara."
David hugged Zina with his left hand, held his hand with his right hand, and said with a smile: "Since you are Zina's friend... you can call me David!"
"Okay, David!"
"Well~ do you want to come into my bar and have a drink?" David seemed to have extended an invitation to Demara, but Zina heard it and felt as if he was asking himself.
Zina didn't wait for Demara to answer, and immediately smiled and said: "He has some very good ideas that you may be interested in."
"Oh~? Really, Mr. Demara?"
"Yes, David!"
"You can also call me Ferdinand."
"ok~"
"Then let's have a drink first and then talk~"
David turned to look at the two Mikes and the one-eyed Andres, hugged Zina, and walked into the Wildfire Bar with Demara.
. . .
Two 10 minutes later.
At a table in the corner of the bar, David rolled his eyes, turned to look at Zina next to him, and asked, somewhat dumbfounded.
"I remember... there was an old movie "The Great Liar", and the prototype character was him??"
"Haha~ That's right!"
"Forehead.."
David was speechless for a few seconds, looked at Ferdinand W. Demara, one of the most famous liars in the country, who was sitting opposite him, and asked suspiciously.
"You went through all the trouble to find Xina, whom you haven't seen for many years, just to see me?"
"Where did you know me? Looking for me...why?"
Demara, who was slightly chubby, showed a very calm smile and said.
"I was in a casino in Atlantic City a few days ago and overheard someone mentioning MBS and your name while drunk."
"So, I thought of my old friend Zina and wanted her to help meet you once to discuss cooperation!"
"Cooperation?!"
"Are you going to lie to people?"
Zina, who was sitting next to David, couldn't help rolling her eyes at his "direct" question. She turned her head to look at the steel-toothed dog Menge who was cleaning his gun not far away, and scratched a few times with her fingers. Down the palm of David's hand.
What about Demara?
Having changed countless identities, met countless people, and experienced too many things, he was not offended by David's "straight talk".
Instead, she smiled more sincerely and said, "Zina told me that you never lie~"
"As for me... I just want to discuss win-win cooperation and business with you."
"Not having any other ideas!"
"Oh.."
David played with Zina's fingers in his hand, glanced at Bai Mike and others at the bar, thought for a while, and said.
"We can discuss cooperation and business!"
"But given your past... I'm sorry~"
"I will not truly trust you and cooperate with you!"
Demara smiled brighter and nodded: "It's okay~!"
"Whether you choose to cooperate with me or not, I will tell you all my ideas and plans!"
"Then you can think about it carefully for a while before making a decision."
"..ok~ This is the opportunity Zina gives you!"
"You have to thank her!"
"Haha~ I can!"
. . .
Nearly half an hour later.
David frowned, stared at the slightly tired Demara, and asked.
"What's wrong with you?"
"...diabetes and heart disease."
"The fatal kind?"
"Correct!"
"How much will it cost to treat the disease?"
Demara smiled wryly and spread her hands: "I have been to New York Presbyterian Hospital and asked several times, but no one can give me an accurate number."
"Probably...it will cost at least fifty thousand dollars!"
"fifty thousand?"
David's curiosity drove him to ask: "You... can't even get fifty thousand knives?"
"..."
Zina couldn't help but look up at the ceiling, and there were thousands of words to complain about in her heart, but she didn't know which one to say. .
David himself couldn't help but laugh and nodded: "I understand!"
"You leave one... I can find your contact information at any time."
"I'll give you an answer within a week!"
"OK, thanks!"
Demara took out the small note she had prepared from her pocket and placed it on the table.
He nodded gratefully to Zina, stood up, picked up his coat, and strode out of the bar.
. . .
Demara, let's go.
David glanced at the note on the table and asked Xina.
"How credible do you think...his words are?"
Zina shrugged lazily and said with a helpless smile: "These are your men's business, I don't want to make any comments."
"But you introduced him!?"
"Hehe~"
"I told you, he is a liar..."
"He himself also briefly talked about some of his experiences in cheating..."
"Forehead.."
Zina raised her hand and touched her cheek gently: "I should have taken a nap today...I'm tired~"
"As for whether you should believe him or not..."
"Perhaps, you can go find Otis Parker or others to do some research~"
"Um.."
David thought it made sense and nodded, stood up and pulled Zina up and said.
"In this world, everyone makes mistakes~"
"Some people can make amends after doing something wrong."
"Some people will never turn around~"
"The reputation of a liar was not imposed on Demara by others... but was earned by himself!"
"Let's put this aside for now~"
"I'll take you back to rest."
Zina gently scratched David's nose with her hand and pretended to sigh with relief.
"You've grown up a bit~"
"Hehe~"
"Are there any rewards?"
"Yes~ How about taking a rest with me?"
"Tch~ You think so beautifully!"
"That's not a reward, but you're taking advantage of me..."
"Hahaha~"
. . .
After David sent Zina back to the apartment upstairs, he went downstairs and walked into the bar. He got into the bar and stood next to the bartending table. He made himself a non-alcoholic cocktail and slowly tasted it. .
This Demara. .
The cooperation plan he proposed is very liar-like~
As he said, he served in World War II disguised as a surgeon, nurse, child welfare worker, dentist, psychiatrist, prison guard, bridge engineer, etc. .
Did he sneak into the university and served as a tutor for college students, teaching students biology, psychology, development and Latin. .
He also worked as an actor and filmed a horror movie in which he played a psychiatrist. .
Emm. .
David didn't even know anyone was alive. .Can you still be as "wonderful, fulfilling, and divisive" as Demara~
What is even more speechless is. .
So far, this guy has still not been brought to justice and is living outside the law!
He also came to visit me, hoping to earn some money to treat himself. .
This is so #￥%#￥%&……
David shook the wine glass in his hand a few times, thinking back to the last words of Demara's self-report just now.
"Although I am a guy who likes to lie to people, I have never stolen money that belongs to anyone!"
"I like to enjoy the decency, praise, and fame that different identities bring, and people are envious and jealous of me, but they only say praises and compliments when they face me~"
"Those fleeting achievements and honors made me addicted to them and couldn't extricate myself!"
"I allowed myself to realize what many people are dreaming of...the American dream~"
"But I'm tired now!"
"When I was young, I was like an old traveler. I was never sad, never missed my hometown, and never did inner moral introspection."
"Now I am just a homeless man who is suffering from diseases and can't find a place to live..."
----
Manhattan.
Power Plant Recording Studio.
Madonna L. Signigney, who was not helping or working in the bar today, put away the "work" she had written a little, and was going to return to the apartment above the Wildfire Bar to rest first before going to work in the bar in the evening.
at the door.
Teacher Tony, who had a happy night last night, walked in with Luther Vandross, who was helping in the recording studio, and smiled when he saw Madonna carrying a small bag and preparing to leave.
"Are you going back?"
"Yes~"
"There are some pizzas I bought here, you should eat some too."
"I'm leaving!"
Luther nodded at Madonna’s friendly smile: “See you tomorrow!”
"Goodbye~"
Teacher Tony watched Madonna open the door and was about to walk out when she suddenly blinked a few times and asked.
"Aren't you on good terms with David yet?"
"...What?" Madonna didn't hear something clearly and turned back to look at Teacher Tony in confusion and asked.
"What did you say?"
"I said... If you ask that guy David to come up with a song suitable for you to sing, wouldn't you be able to debut and release a new single?"
Madonna was stunned for a few seconds, tightened the collar of her coat with her hands, and said with a helpless smile.
"not that simple!"
"you.."
Teacher Tony hesitated and turned to look at Luther Vandross.
Luther shrugged knowingly and strode into the studio inside.
Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, Madonna simply turned back, closed the door, and waited curiously.
Teacher Tony rubbed his eyes a few times with his hands, sat down, yawned and said.
"You are very beautiful and have studied dance systematically. When David saw you for the first time, he took the initiative to sign you up and arranged for Zina to find a teacher for you to teach you singing skills."
"Have you never thought about what you want from him?"
Madonna frowned and whispered: "Yes?"
"Will he give it?"
"I already owe him a lot..."
"What should I give him back?"
"Body? Or maybe it will be after becoming famous in the future... Income!?"
Teacher Tony looked at such a "mature" Madonna and was speechless for a few seconds before laughing.
"Are you going to continue to hang out like this if he doesn't take the initiative to speak?"
"..."
"Hehe~"
"I saw how hard you worked and worked hard after you came to our place..."
"That's why I'll tell you more... these gossips~"
"Madonna, many people who love music have to seize opportunities and fight hard to get a chance of becoming famous~"
"Have you seen many people like this here?"
"There is no shortage of talented people in any era!"
"For example...Luther~"
"His musical talent and creative ability will almost blow you away..."
"But he has never had the opportunity to show people his works and abilities!"
Teacher Tony picked up a slice of pizza, took a big bite, looked at Madonna who lowered her head and remained silent, and continued.
"Go take the initiative and give it a try."
"If you haven't tried it, who can know the result?"
Madonna raised her head slightly with a complex expression, looked at Teacher Tony who was casually spread out on the sofa, bent down and bowed.
"Thank you!"
"You're welcome!"
"I'm still thinking... when you become famous, you will take care of our recording studio business!"
"..must!"
"Hahaha~"
"Go back~"
"Even if he rejects you once, don't bear any psychological burden!"
"You can try a few more times~ You will definitely succeed!"
"it is good!"
Madonna's eyes were shining brightly, and a "confident" smile appeared on her lips.