roccoschili Chapter 376 Report
Chapter 376 Report
new York.
Between Manhattan and Queens, in the East River, there is Roosevelt Island.
From 59th Street in Manhattan, drive from west to east, and after crossing the Queensboro Bridge (also known as the 59th Street Bridge) over the East River, you can pass through Roosevelt Island and enter Queens.
Brotney Mejia and Herris Schultz, who temporarily lived in Queens, found a parking space at the intersection of Third Avenue and 59th Street in Manhattan and parked their car.
The two women got out of the car and walked towards a restaurant not far away with a sign saying "Argentinian Flavor".
After a few minutes.
in the restaurant.
New York FBI director Harold Stone handed the two women the menu with surprise and joy~
And like the soul of the Oscar winner, he quickly ran through all the classic scenes that might happen when we date again that he had thought about in recent days and summed up in his mind several times. .
On the other side of the dining table, the two girls Mecia and Schulz saw Mr. Stone's serious performance in the play, and they responded with smiles in cooperation.
The three of them, in this restaurant where no one knew them, played out the classic romance drama of an unexpected encounter with each other.
However, wait until the dishes are all served.
Mecia, who was a little tired of the performance, was the first to raise his wine glass, breaking the tacit understanding that had been maintained between the three of them, and whispered directly.
"The president is gone, it's time for you to finish your work, right?"
Mr. Stone raised his glass with a smile, nodded slightly, then shook his head and replied: "I'm going to Cornell University after lunch to attend a meeting~"
"So, I'm sorry! The next time we meet, it may be a week later~"
Mecia took a sip of her drink, glanced at Schultz beside her, and said, "She will be your new girlfriend!"
"As I recall, Cornell University is in central New York state, near the small town of Ithaca, right?"
"Yes!"
"Yeah... In a few days, we will receive your invitation to drive to the shores of Uga Lake in the Finger Lakes area of Ithaca for two days~"
"At that time, after we meet, we can spend more time getting to know each other and getting along~"
Mr. Stone's smile widened when he heard Mecia's plan. .
"no problem!"
"The seminar we are going to attend is said to be held for a week..."
Messia waved his hand lightly, interrupted Mr. Stone, and continued: "When you arrive tonight, between eight o'clock and a quarter past eight, dial xxx... this number."
"Think about and compile your lines in advance, and we'll agree on a time and place on the phone~"
"Um...ok!"
Mr. Harold Stone feels that his greatest advantage is that he is very obedient. .
Especially in front of his future girlfriend and wife, Herris Schulz. .
what?
Rake the ears. . ! ?
nonono～
That doesn't exist!
----
Manhattan.
Wall Street, Stanley [-]th Floor.
David led Sam and others, and after finishing lunch, they returned to the company.
in the office.
Sam and Finance Erwin report the company's financial situation to David.
"David, you used the 500 million dollars in mortgage loans on the property in your name."
"Among them, 100 million dollars was allocated to the Da security company, and 130 million dollars was transferred to the three research centers managed by Miss Lilith. They have been transferred to the other party's account."
"The $100 million you want to buy some street storefronts is still in your private account."
"So, after excluding your expenses and credit card bills during this period, and the $100 million left for the company's daily expenses."
"You still have 1596482 meters in your private account."
David took a pen and wrote down the number. He frowned and considered it for a while, then said to Erwin.
"Allocate $20 to Zina's agency."
"During this period, all the expenses of the brokerage company should have been paid by herself."
"it is good!"
"So...after excluding the 20 yuan and the 100 million yuan left for the company's daily expenses, I still have 396482 knives left in my account?"
"Yes!"
David looked at the numbers on the paper in front of him and felt the pressure on his body suddenly increase. .
David didn't realize how lavishly he spent his money. . ?
Spend money. .Like running water~
One hundred thousand dollars, just gone?
He has less than $40 left for himself in pocket money for the next year.
He also needs to use the money to pay for Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year and other holidays, as well as the surprise for Lilith: the engagement ceremony. .
Emm. .
David circled the number on the paper with a pen, marked the key points, and motioned to Erwin to continue.
Erwin looked through the information in his hand and continued: "I checked some street storefronts in Manhattan, the average house prices and rental prices~"
“From the time of the oil crisis in 74 to this year, the median price of real estate in Manhattan has increased by 113%~”
"Rents have also risen with the rise in housing prices, rising by more than 120%~"
"Also, I went to Wildfire Bar to learn about it during this period. Its income is very good!"
"If you want to take out a loan to buy three or four street-facing storefronts, the operating income of the Wildfire Bar can completely cover the monthly repayment, and there is still a little leftover."
"So, the monthly rent of these storefronts can become your personal fixed net income!"
"However, I suggest you not to use your own name to purchase these street-front properties~"
“We could form a small property management company.”
“Managing these real estate properties in the name of a company not only allows you to use more tax avoidance methods, but also leaves you with more room for maneuver.”
"For example... use these properties to obtain second or multiple mortgages from banks or loan companies to raise working capital."
"Or, use these real estate properties to invest in a real estate development project or real estate development company, etc."
After listening to Erwin's obviously suggestive temptation and suggestion, David smiled, shook his head and said.
"Did you hear some news about the Sidrich family and Stanley discussing cooperation in developing real estate projects?"
"Thank you, man~"
"Don't worry! I don't want to get involved..."
Sam and Erwin both breathed a sigh of relief after hearing David Wan's definite answer.
David certainly understood what they were both worried about. .
Friendly reminder from Princeton University President Guy Luther~
He had slowly made up his mind that he would not touch the real estate development business if he could.
Regardless of any era or any country.
Among the businessmen who can engage in real estate development business, none of them can save fuel!
Let alone playing real estate in New York, the most developed, chaotic, and most complex city in the world.
The Sidrich family, a local gangster in New York, can afford it, Seamus Norton of the Cleveland Consortium can afford it, and the famous Wall Street investment bank Morgan Stanley can afford it. .
David, this little shrimp can’t afford to play!
. . .
This matter is over.
The atmosphere in the office is much more relaxed.
With a smile on his face, David gestured to Erwin to continue.
"ok~"
"Today, after we purchased the heating oil futures contract."
"Mr. Bernard Madoff's $2600 million investment still has $600 million left."
"The 3000 million dollars he raised today~I will let this money enter the bank account designated by Mr. Pine through the account of our subsidiary~"
Sam, who was sitting next to him, intervened and said, "I have arranged for Bob Rockefeller to send all investment-related contracts to Madoff."
"Okay~" David tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, and responded with a smile.
Erwin continued to ask: "Do you have any plans for this 600 million dollars?"
"Well...Sam, how is our recruitment plan going?"
"Have you estimated the company's monthly expenses after recruiting people?"
"The staff has been temporarily recruited~"
"After preliminary division of departments, the total number of people in the company, including me, is 37."
After Sam finished speaking, he turned to look at Finance Erwin.
Erwin continued: "According to the current scale of the company, personnel, daily office expenses, etc., add up to more than 50 dollars a year."
"This does not include rent, taxes, and insurance."
David picked up a pen, wrote the numbers on the paper, thought about it for a few minutes, and said.
"Of the 600 million dollars, 50 dollars will be used as a reserve fund for the company's daily expenses."
"The remaining 550 million dollars..."
"Sam, it's yours!"
"In one month, it will be Thanksgiving; in two months, it will be Christmas and New Year."
"The year-end bonus for everyone in the company depends on how much you can earn from the stock and bond markets with the $550 million!"
Sam's eyes lit up and he assured simply: "No problem!"
"I'm getting ready to buy my wife a new Chevrolet sedan before Christmas!"
"Hahaha~"
All three laughed.
David pointed at Sam and said proudly: "If you can really do it~"
“I paid for the Chevrolet you gave your wife!”
"Haha~ It's a deal!"
After laughing.
David held a pen in his hand, tapped the table, and said to Erwin: "I was going to transfer 100 million dollars from my personal account to the company, and put it into Gaydon Milken's new company."
"Sam, this new company needs to be separated from our company - it should not have any business relationship!"
"Understand~"
Sam and Erwin both nodded and responded.
"So...that's it for today?"
"Do you have anything else to do?"
"Yes! There is one more thing~"
Erwin packed up the documents he brought and said, "When I went to Miss Lilith's office, I heard her contacting IBM and Apple."
"Apple's second-generation computers cost more than $2000 each..."
"So, the money we transferred to Miss Lilith probably won't last long~"
"Yeah...I know!" David wrote down the matter with a pen and turned to look at Sam.
"What about you?"
Sam stood up and said with a smile: "I...made a very interesting new discovery!"
"Your new secretary, Maggie Bianchi, seems to have... the special ability of photographic memory!"
"Oh? Maggie...?"
"Haha~ You can ask her yourself~"
"...Okay! I will talk to her~"
Sam and Erwin left.
David leaned back in his chair, frowned slightly, and reorganized the information he had just learned.
Toss ~
Start a business. .make money!
It’s really not easy to fuck!
----
Manhattan.
Plaza Hotel.
Director Francis Coppola and screenwriter Mario Puzo of the movie "The Godfather" both had bloodshot eyes and looked at the script in their hands with somewhat serious expressions.
A week!
The time has come. .
Today is the day when the two of them beat their chests in front of old Malkin and said they would submit the manuscript. .
Can. .This script is only about 90% complete~
Among them, there are still many details such as characters and lines, and Coppola and Mario are not very satisfied. .
However, it is impossible for them to open their mouths to defend themselves under Alto's surveillance gaze. .
During this week, the two of them spent far more time bickering, arguing, eating, drinking, and watching TV than writing scripts. .
this. .Who can blame it?
. . .
In the room, at the small bar.
Alto Sidric drank a drink leisurely, and from time to time glanced at Coppola and the two who were engrossed in reading the script, with a disdainful smile on his lips.
After a few minutes.
Alto put down his cup, adjusted his suit with his hands, walked to the sofa and said to the two of them: "I don't like wasting time!"
"You have 10 minutes to prepare~"
"I'm in the car, waiting for you!"
After saying that, Alto didn't care what they thought or what they wanted to explain, and strode out of the room.
After the room door is closed.
Mario grabbed his hair with both hands, stared at Coppola, and said with a struggling expression: "What should I do?"
Coppola slowly put down the script in his hand, took the part in Mario's hand, put them in order, shrugged and smiled bitterly.
"I hope old Malkin will be in a good mood today~"
"shxx!"
"We ****...shouldn't talk about a week!"
"Haha~ When you were eating French fries and drinking Coke, I didn't see any sense of urgency in you!"
"Stop with his nonsense~"
"We have less than 10 minutes..."
"..All right!"
. . .
After half an hour.
The Queen.
Old Malkin wore a pair of glasses and sat seriously on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, reading the script of "The Godfather" in his hand.
After a long time.
He took off his glasses, looked at the tense Mario Puzo with a smile, pointed to the last few pages of the script, and said.
"The last paragraph, the conversation between Mike Corleone and his father, Vito Corleone, is very exciting~"
"Vito opened up everything to his son and told some of his own feelings~"
"Senator Mike Corleone, Governor Mike Corleone..."
"Vito once imagined that his youngest son Mike could really get rid of the shackles of the family and become a big man standing in front of the public and standing in the sun."
"But, there is not much time left for Vito..."
"Mike's reassurance: We're going to make it, Dad... didn't bring any comfort or relief to Vito!"
"Because both father and son know~"
"In the Corleone family, only Mike can take over the authority of the family godfather now!"
"So, after Vito kissed his son, he immediately reminded Mike that Barzini was a traitor!"
At this point, Malkin Sr. stopped, looked at Coppola and the two, his voice became much deeper, and continued.
"But what Vito doesn't know is that in Mike's heart, he already has a complete plan for the most violent revenge from the Corleone family that is about to unfold."
"The second-generation godfather of the Corleone family is far more ruthless than his father, Vito."
"Your script is stuck here..."
"I haven't given this movie a perfect ending yet!"
"So, what's your ending idea?"
"Will Carlo, the son-in-law of the Corleone family, Mike's brother-in-law, and Connie's husband, be killed by Mike?"
"Who will Mike attack?"
"What about Vito? What will be his ending? Have you ever thought about it?"
Malkin Sr., a veteran reader of "The Godfather" novels, asked these questions, which are also the key points that Mario and Coppola have been struggling with and arguing about the ending of the movie.
After the two looked at each other, they breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Mario Puzo, as the author of the novel "The Godfather", first expressed some of his thoughts.
"We are prepared to let Vito pass away before Mike's revenge plan after Mike's conversation with Vito."
"Because, as Mike takes over the family..."
Mario and Coppola both expressed their thoughts.
Old Malkin listened very carefully, and took out the "Godfather" novel he collected at home, and kept looking for Mario's basis for adapting the script for the movie version. .
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Manhattan.
161 Sixth Street, New York University.
New York University (NYU) is a private university founded in 1831 by Albert Gallatin, then Secretary of the Treasury.
In 1831, in the government led by Thomas Jefferson, the third president of the United States, Albert Gallatin, who served as Secretary of the Treasury, and a group of New Yorkers who loved education further realized the importance of New Yorkers in view of the establishment of the University of London in 1828. It should also have its own university, so New York University was founded. .
New York University, when it was founded, had only 150 students and [-] professors. .
In 1835, the main building of the school was officially opened in Washington East Square, and the Law School was officially established.
It is worth mentioning that New York University School of Law (School of Law) is small and has a small number of students, but its tax law and international law majors are among the top in the United States!
In addition, New York University School of Law is also very strong in subjects involving financial law and business law.
Once upon a time, there was a legend: The U.S. Federal Tax Service (IRS) hated tax lawyers who graduated from New York Law School the most. .
Because these lawyers have a great record of fighting the IRS in tax court!
cough~
Let's get back to it~
In 1841, New York University School of Medicine was officially established.
In 1854, New York University Polytechnic School of Engineering was established and is the second oldest engineering college in the United States.
In 1865, the College of Dentistry was established, making it the third oldest dental school in the United States and the largest private dental center in the United States.
In 1886, the Graduate School of Arts and Science was established.
In 1896, the school officially changed its name to New York University.
In 1900, Leonard N. Stern School of Business was established.
The New York University School of Business is the most famous school in New York and a top school with outstanding academic achievements in the fields of economics, business and management.
(Does this name sound familiar to anyone?)
In 1922, the Institute of Fine Arts was established.
In 1929, the Great Depression began in the United States. The next year, Chancellor Chase established the College of Vocational Studies so that the school could still provide learning opportunities for more students during the Great Depression.
In 1934, the School of Professional Studies (School of Professional Studies) was formally established, providing applied subjects such as real estate, marketing, human resources, and public relations.
In 1937, New York University's Long Island branch became independent as Hofstra University.
In 1938, the Wagner School of Public Administration (Robert F. Wagner Graduate School of Public Service) was established. Most of the school's funds were donated by Robert, the three-term mayor of New York City, so it was named.
In 1960, the Silver School of Social Work was established, focusing on professional training in social work.
In 1965, Tisch School of the Arts was established, with departments such as film, television, dance, design, and music.
In 1972, the Gallatin School of Individualized Study was established.
In 1973, in order to prevent the school from falling into financial crisis, New York University sold the Bronx campus to the City University of New York; sold the School of Engineering to the Polytechnic University, and gradually restored the campus near Washington Square.
At this point, New York University, which has been established for more than 100 years, has no choice but to sell its colleges and campuses in order to cope with the financial crisis. .
This can only show that under the financial crisis, life is difficult for everyone~
. . .
New York University Tisch School of the Arts.
This is where Martin Scorsese teaches and works.
It is located next to Greenwich Village in Manhattan.
This morning, not long after he walked into his office, Martin Scorsese received a call from an old friend, Roland Perkins of CAA.
After the two chatted on the phone for a while, Roland proposed to meet and chat in the afternoon.
Martin thought for a while and decided to meet at a steakhouse on Thompson Street, two streets away from the college.
. . .
in the afternoon.
In a steakhouse.
After Martin Scorsese quietly listened to the narration of his old friend Roland Perkins, he couldn't help shouting in his heart: It's done!
He waved to the waiter excitedly, ordered the most expensive bottle of wine here, and smiled at Roland.
"Thank you for bringing me this good news!"
"That's right~"
"The distributor of 'Taxi Driver' is Paramount Pictures. Where is the producer? Did David say which company it is?"
Roland Perkins shrugged and spread his hands: "Well... you have to ask him~"
"He's your boss, right?"
Martin slapped his forehead, nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, I was so happy that I forgot about this..."
"So... where is the producer? Paramount CEO Barris Dickler, did you say who to send?"
"..No~"
Roland knocked the table helplessly with his hand and complained: "This is not why I came to you!"
"Where are the actors?"
"Who are you going to find?"
"I have brought here a list of all the cast members of CAA~"
"Don't you take a look first?"
The smile on Martin's face froze for a moment, and then he smiled and said: "Okay! Give me the list later, and I will study it carefully when I go back!"
Roland was obviously very dissatisfied with this answer: "Don't wait for you to go back, I will help you choose now~"
With that said, Roland took out several large folders and patted them in front of Martin. .
"I know you have limited funds for this movie~"
"So, as long as you can guarantee, you will be responsible for all their food, drink, accommodation and other expenses during the filming~"
"In this folder, there are all good actors who can star for free~"
"Whoever you fancy, I will be responsible for arranging it for you clearly!"
Martin looked at the large folder in front of him, and his excited smile gradually turned bitter.
"Uh...man~"
"As for actors, I have already found a good person..."
"There are only a few supporting characters left who have no lines, you see..."
"what?"
"Have you just written your script?"
"The film crew hasn't even been set up yet, but the actors have already been chosen?"
"Uh...yeah~"
"They are all my friends and students~"
"It took a lot of effort to convince them to come and be in the film for free."
"If I choose to go back on my word now, you may not be able to see me tomorrow..."
"..."
Roland stared at Martin, making his face turn red, before sighing faintly.
"Okay~"
"You go to David first and report on the establishment of the group, so that the funding issue can be settled as early as possible~"
"Those... supporting roles, I'll help you choose as many good actors as possible who are willing to take part."
Martin blushed and suppressed his laughter and asked, "Then...are they also free?"
Roland felt so angry that he snorted: "You have to take care of your food and shelter!"
"Here he is, but he's in New York!"
"You're going to be filming for several months... Do you want the actors to spend their own money to come and play with you?"
"ok~okok!"
"Don't worry! I will definitely arrange them!"
"Hahaha~ Let's try the most expensive one here..."
Martin asked the waiter to open the most expensive wine in the steakhouse and poured a glass for his old friend Roland.
"Come, I wish our cooperation success!"
"..Success~"
The two wine glasses collided, and the sound was clear and sweet.
There was a huge gap between the two people's moods at the moment. .
However, Roland can understand the difficulties of his old friend Martin.
A movie, from the very beginning of preparation, to distribution and release, becomes a success, a box office hit, and wins awards. .
This whole process may take several months or several years.
Roland guessed that even from the very beginning, Martin had never expected to receive the full planned investment~
Because, in the current American film industry, it is extremely lucky to be able to find investment, establish a crew, and start filming smoothly. .
Thinking of this, Roland took the initiative to raise his glass and sent his blessing to his old friend Martin.
"I'm in Los Angeles, waiting for your invitation to the celebration cocktail party!"
"Cheers~!"
"Hahaha~Thank you!"
"cheers!"