Manhattan Reborn 1978

Chapter 486

a new day.

new York.

An apartment building on 55th Street in Manhattan.

In the apartment rented by Ava Fangtian.

Yuri Orlov, looking at the "Sleeping Beauty" Ava Fangtian next to him through the dim morning light shining through the window, felt that he was still in a dream and could not fully wake up ~

He lifted up the thin quilt covering the two of them with his hands and checked carefully. .I took a deep breath and couldn't help but laugh~

Everything about last night was true!

. . .

Just when he seemed like a happy fool, immersed in the reality and beauty of the moment, "Sleeping Beauty" Ava Fangtian slowly opened her eyes and showed a charming and sweet smile.

"Morning!"

"morning!"

"What are you thinking about?" Ava turned over, rested her head on her right arm, and asked with a half-squinted smile.

"Uh... I just felt like I must be dreaming~"

"So, I'm trying to remember last night when we..."

"Hehe~"

"You don't have to go to work today, right?"

"..It's not~"

"I applied for a new job with David and I'm needed..."

"Oh~"

"Then...how long do we have?"

Yuri Orlov, looking at the charming Ava, felt a hot fire in his chest that instantly burned away all his sanity~

"Hi~ half an hour!"

"Haha~"

. . .

After half an hour.

Yuri walked out of the bathroom, wiped his wet short hair, walked to the bed, and kissed Ava twice hard on her red lips.

"I'll come find you after get off work?"

"Well~ I'll wait for you at home!" Ava put her arms around Yuri's neck and offered her own kiss~

. . .

ten minutes later.

Yuri, let's go.

Ava Fangtian stood innocently in front of the dressing mirror, looking at every inch of skin on her body carefully and conscientiously, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh~

Last night, the party she attended at David's house severely shattered the last bit of luck in her heart~

Ava Fangtian, who is able to stand out in the modeling world with so many beauties in New York, achieve fame, fame and worth, is by no means just a brainless beautiful doll~

She has seen too many so-called rich people and so-called upper-class people~

But there are very few young people like David, Giles, Bloomer, and Leslie who can still remain sober enough when facing a group of young and beautiful women~

Moreover, Ava could see from their eyes that there was no trace of greed or nostalgia in the way they looked at her~

this. .Very abnormal?

Yes!

Ava Fangtian has never lost confidence in her beauty and charm~

So. .What's the problem?

Ava, you know the answer!

She was lucky enough to meet the kind of "best person" that her friends and sisters said in legend!

The "top quality" mentioned here does not just describe their sober attitudes towards women~

It is also reflected in the fact that even after their family and origin have given them a huge social status, they can still maintain a rational and sober attitude towards life.

They can be polite and make themselves an impeccable noble gentleman~

They can also take off all their disguises, roll up their sleeves, drink heavily, eat large pieces of meat, talk and laugh loudly, and curse their friends without any burden~

These gave Ava Fangtian a strange and contradictory feeling that she had never encountered before, and also allowed her to re-understand the world. .Fantasy and variety of excitement~

. . .

In front of the dressing mirror.

Ava looked down at the pile of gifts she had received last night, a smile forming on her lips.

She doesn't know if Yuri, that silly boy, can understand the reason why he has become more proactive~

I hope he can be smarter, even smarter!

----

District of Columbia.

Apartment building at 2416 Virginia Avenue, Washington.

Janet Patrick, who returned home a few days ago and completed all the formalities with her husband, took out almost all her savings and bought a two-bedroom, two-living room apartment here.

in the bedroom.

After washing up, Mag Ludwig, who felt refreshed all over, kissed Janet's forehead gently, leaving a sweet smile on her lips, turned over and fell asleep again~

This will be their love nest and new home in Washington from now on!

. . .

Twenty minutes later.

In a restaurant near Georgetown.

Mag Ludwig put down the tableware in his hand, wiped the corners of his mouth, nodded politely to Mr. Hester who had just sat down opposite him, and said.

"Would you like some breakfast too?"

"No~ I've already eaten."

"Ok!"

"Shall we start now?"

"Ok!"

Opposite Mag, Mr. Hurst, who had gray hair and wrinkled eyes, unbuttoned his coat, let out a sigh of relief, and looked at Mag calmly, waiting for his opening remarks.

The energetic Mag Ludwig smiled directly without any delay.

"Thank you so much for coming from California!"

"I know your time is valuable~"

"Let's keep the story short."

"Miss Patty Hester, she is your daughter~ She is also my boss's fiancée, Miss Lilith's best friend!"

"Miss Lilith informed my boss in detail about what happened to her~"

"And my boss also happens to be very interested in the two magazines you have, "Vogue" and "Bazaar". He wants to buy either of them as a stepping stone to enter the fashion industry in the future."

"That's why we have today's meeting, Mr. Hester~!"

"Now, if you have any questions, please ask directly~"

Old Hester frowned, slowly crossed his legs, and asked in a low voice.

"Lilith, when... got engaged?"

"Next month, in New York!"

"Oh~"

"The pardon order you mentioned...what's going on?"

"Hehe~"

"Mr. Hester, as far as I know, you have been actively working on the presidential pardon for Miss Patty, right?"

"We just want to help you so that Miss Patty can go home and spend a wonderful Thanksgiving with you and your family."

"Thanksgiving Day?!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Next Thursday, before November 11rd."

Old Hester nodded slightly with a calm expression, but his heart was filled with waves~

His eyes turned back and forth on Mag's face and body several times before speaking slowly.

"I know you, Mag Ludwig."

"Know something about your boss, David Coleman."

"Even...he will be engaged to Lilith~"

"I don't trust him either, let alone you!"

Mager smiled calmly, nodded and said, "I can understand, Mr. Hester."

“But please also believe in me and my boss’s sincerity!”

"Let's do it~"

"First quote a price for the magazine, and I'll pass it on to the boss~"

"If he agrees, this check for the purchase will be sent to you together with Miss Patty Hearst's presidential pardon."

"Do you think this is okay?"

Old Hester's eyes flickered, and after thinking quickly, he nodded slightly.

"can!"

"100 million!"

"Ok!"

Mag Ludwig stood up confidently, smiled and extended his right hand to Old Hester.

"I look forward to meeting you and Miss Patty in New York!"

"..good!"

. . .

Restaurant door.

Mag Ludwig slowly put away the smile on his face as he watched the car that Old Hester was riding in go away.

This matter is still not safe enough!

Mag lowered his head and glanced at his watch, walked to his car, got into the driver's seat, and prepared to go to his next appointment.

. . .

Two 10 minutes later.

The American Meridian Memorial Hall, on the street in front of the entrance.

Mager got out of his car, crossed the street, and got into Texas Congressman Charlie Wilson's car.

Charlie Wilson glanced at his watch and smiled at Mag, half jokingly and half complaining.

"Hey~ Why do you want to come see me now?"

Mag shook his head with a smile, took out two pieces of paper from his pocket, opened them, and handed them to Charlie Wilson.

"I heard that CIA Director Turner is planning to lay off 3000 people this time?"

Charlie took the two papers, read them quickly, frowned and nodded.

"Yes~ We have reduced the amount of financial allocation approval for CIA~"

"He can only focus on reducing redundant expenses and focus on those idle staff who only know how to eat all day long but don't know how to do anything~"

"Haha ~ 3000 casualties?"

"Yes, yes~"

"In recent years, the domestic and international media have been exposing the CIA."

"They say their institutions are bloated, they say they subvert foreign governments, they say they only know how to destroy."

"Hahaha~"

After reading the "information" in his hand, Charlie frowned and asked in surprise: "Where did you get all this?"

"Haha~ Is it useful to you?"

"..certainly!"

Charlie Wilson, his eyes flashing, swallowed this "gift" after a moment's hesitation.

Mager smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "I need a list of Director Turner's layoffs!"

"What do you want that thing for?"

"I want to select the three most capable guys from among the three thousand CIA, and give them to my boss~"

"what?"

Charlie Wilson, this was the first time he heard that someone wanted to kill his boss player from CIA. .

He blinked in disbelief and asked, "Are you not crazy?"

"Hahaha~"

Mag laughed and shook his head: "Agents are human beings too. They also need to eat, right?"

"Since the country no longer wants them, how about I provide them with a familiar and comfortable job?"

"...Okay! Very good~"

Charlie tilted his head and thought for a while, then stopped worrying about the matter and nodded: "Just wait for my news~ I will give you the list as soon as possible."

"Ok!"

Mag watched Charlie start the car and prepare to leave, then opened the car door and said quickly.

"A friend of mine is interested in that house you have in your hometown town!"

"14 yuan! How about it?"

Charlie looked around warily, frowned and replied, "I never thought about selling it!"

"Hehe~"

"How many of your colleagues are still like you, who often have no money to go on dates just to pay alimony to your ex-wife?"

"..."

"Man, this is America!"

"The house is yours, and the money from selling it is also yours!"

"Whatever you want to do, you can do!"

“Money, it’s best to go to its friends, only then will you find companions and become happy~”

"You don't want to... From now on, you won't even have the money to buy a small gift for the female assistants in the office, right?"

Charlie Wilson, I’m speechless~

Mag simply opened the car door, stood outside the car, and smiled at him: "Before Thanksgiving, hurry up and go back to your hometown town~"

"I live on Wall Street in New York and have many friends~"

“You’re going to love this year’s Christmas gift, a brand new wallet!”

"Let's go, Charlie!"

"goodbye!"

. . .

Mag, let's go.

Charlie Wilson, a smile slowly appeared on his lips.

Sure enough ~ this guy!

"Haha~ New wallet?"

"fxxx!"

----

42nd Street, Wildfire Bar.

street.

At this moment, Yuri Orlov, who was supposed to rush to Stanley to work overtime, got out of the car and stood in front of the bar. He looked up at the brightly lit rooms upstairs. The various feelings in his heart were extremely complicated~

After everything happened, Yuri was surprised to find out~

The gentle Ava Fangtian had a fundamental change in her attitude towards him after attending the party here last night~

Are all men dull fools?

Obviously, Yuri, who loves Ava Fangtian to the core, is not included in this list!

. . .

Upstairs at Wildfire Bar.

David finished his breakfast, glanced at Susan next to him, and smiled at Cui Yingying at the same table.

"We won't come for lunch~"

"What about you? Come and have fun with us!"

"I...I still won't go~"

"I haven't found some medicinal materials I wanted to find for you..."

"Haha~ Then we'll look for it slowly in a few days!"

"Susan, I'll wait for you downstairs!"

"Ok!"

. . .

David wandered out of the house and walked downstairs. He looked around at the cars across the street, waved to two very familiar soldiers and said hello.

Yuri Orlov, who had been wandering in front of the bar, saw David coming out, strode up to him and smiled.

"Good morning~Boss!"

"Hey~ Yuri!"

"Haha~ You and Ava last night...? Huh?"

"Um...yes~"

"Hahaha~"

David patted Yuri on the shoulder with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Then what are you still doing here with me?"

"Is the money in your wallet... still enough?"

"enough!"

"I just...want to come over and take a look first, then thank you!"

"Haha~ If you thank me, don't say it again in the future~"

"Work hard!"

Yuri Orlov nodded gratefully and stopped talking: "Then I'm going to work overtime, boss!"

"Haha~ Go ahead!"

"Remember to date Ava more often these days, don't let her think you are a stingy person!"

"it is good!"

. . .

Yuri, let's go.

David turned to look at Menge, the steel-toothed dog standing at the door of the bar, and asked with a smile.

"Anyone here?"

"You need to go in and see for yourself~"

"Hahaha~"

----

Manhattan.

In a bar on 33th Street.

The second brother Lavis, who has not been with David these days, is sitting with director Martin Scorsese, waiting for guests to meet.

After a long time.

Outside the door of the bar, a middle-aged man walked in.

Behind him, there was someone who surprised even Ravis. .little girl.

Her name is Iris!

She is Lavis, the 14-year-old chick who was rescued from the devil's cave~

It was precisely to save her that Lavis went on a killing spree. He was eventually arrested, found not guilty, and released in court~

(Iris is the little girl played by Jodie Foster in the movie "Taxi Driver".)

. . .

Iris's father, with alert and suspicious eyes, sat down and looked at Martin Scorsese's ID first.

Then, he returned the ID to Martin, then turned to Lavis and smiled: "Long time no see!"

"Hmm~"

"How are you doing lately? Are you still driving a taxi?" Iris, who has beautiful blond hair, asked curiously, blinking her big eyes.

"No more~I have a new job."

"Oh~ Then you..."

Iris' father took his daughter's arm and smiled at Lavis.

"We have already discussed your decision to make a movie~"

"As long as you hide Iris's name, appearance and age in the plot, I have no objection~"

"Okay, no problem!" Martin Scorsese said with a smile.

Lavis also nodded, twitching the corners of his mouth, and smiled at Iris and his daughter: "Thank you!"

"Haha~ The ones who should say thank you are us!"

"So...that's it?"

"Do you have anything else to do?"

"On the way here, we were late because the road was very slippery after the snow. When we went back, we wanted to get on the road as early as possible."

"Ok!"

Martin Scorsese stood up with a smile, took Iris's father's right hand, and said with a smile.

"Do not worry!"

"After the filming of the film is completed and before it is released, there will be a viewing party~"

"At that time, if you are willing to come over, you can give us some valuable opinions on this film!"

"Okay, let's get in touch~"

"ok~bye!"

"Bye, Lavis!"

"Goodbye... Iris!"

. . .

The little blond girl that Ravis will never forget is gone.

When the two met again, they only exchanged two words~

But they can all see their own satisfaction in each other's eyes~

Fortunately~

Iris is doing well today, and so is Lavis~

. . .

After taking care of this last key link, Martin Scorsese was finally able to relax and sit across from Lavis again, smiling.

"We will officially start the production after Thanksgiving!"

"What about you? Why don't you stay with our crew~"

"It would be most appropriate for you to take care of the taxi company where you used to work~"

Lavis glared at Martin speechlessly, shook his head and said, "No!"

"Tsk~"

"You know, my budget is limited~"

"If I could..."

"No!"

Lavis picked up the cup, tilted his neck, drank the wine inside, stood up, and shrugged.

"Now I just want to have a good sleep for a few days and then spend my time with my girlfriend without any care~"

"My cup, please!"

"Let's go~"

"Hey~ you..."

. . .

Lavis, gone.

Martin took a sip of his drink, dumbfounded, and could only reconsider where to find it. .

----

42nd Street, Wildfire Bar.

When the party ended last night, David suddenly came up with a "New York one-day tour group" for Tilda Swinton~

So, on the street at this moment~

Today's tour guide, Zina, is directing several people who participated in the "tour group" to get on the bus.

After a few minutes.

This small convoy of four cars slowly drove out of 42nd Street and sped towards Queens~