In mid-December, Manhattan is in full Christmas spirit, with a tall Christmas tree hanging from the exit of the airport terminal with colorful light strips on it, which looks especially beautiful in the early hours of the morning.

Hall yawned and got into the St. Regis pick-up car to downtown Manhattan: "What's tomorrow's itinerary?" ”

"We came to New York for two main tasks, the first is to establish a long-term relationship with any investment bank on Wall Street.

Second, we investigated the U.S. stock market and laid out the investment direction of the AEC securities investment department in 1988. Tomorrow morning, we will go to the headquarters of Goldman Sachs to discuss cooperation intentions, and in the afternoon we will participate in the market meeting organized by Goldman Sachs. Brandon reported.

Monte was right, the AEC now lacks a stable partner with access to U.S. investment, which is the most important job in New York.

In fact, there are many branches of international investment banks and Wall Street investment banks in London, but they are always separated from the US financial market.

It's like the Jews just like to play with the Jews, or the old-school Wall Street bankers are so distinct from the California nouveau riche conglomerates, it's a more suspenseful, 'feeling' thing.

Hall's personal preference is biased towards Wall Street, after all, he has been here for many years in his last life, although it is not very good: "What is the theme of Goldman Sachs' market conference?" ”

"Share some of their more important internal operations this year, as well as the interpretation of the government's macro fiscal strategy next year." Brandon replied.

Hall smiled: "Goldman Sachs really dares to share their operations? If this is done, prosecutors in New York will block the exit of the Goldman Sachs headquarters building, and they will arrest people when they see them, and there may be insufficient evidence to prosecute, but there will definitely be criminals who have missed each other. ”

"Yes, Goldman Sachs has always been like this, as long as the money is in place, you dare to play any illegal operation." Brandon chimed in.

As the two were talking, the roar of motorcycles could be heard from behind the convoy.

Hall looked back out the window, where several motorcycles surrounded a Mitsubishi Pajero, with a Nigo standing in the back seat supporting his companion's shoulder with one hand and waving his helmet with the other.

"That's Luca, let's call the police, call the embassy for help?" Brandon quickly asked.

Luca didn't make a hotel car with them, and rented an inconspicuous broken car to follow behind, but he didn't expect to be targeted by the bikers.

The hotel driver glanced in the rearview mirror: "Don't be nervous, our hotel may have security cooperation with them, uh, and can negotiate." ”

"No, just wait." Hall hesitated and replied.

Monte clenched the phone and said in disbelief: "This is Manhattan, and the security is so bad?!" I didn't know and thought it was in Chicago. ”

"You know, the economic situation has been bad lately...... These damn gangsters are out and about in the early hours of the morning, keeping an eye on tourists who rent cars from the airport, and they can grab a little bit of it, and most of the time they don't do bad behavior, which should be a lot better than Chicago......" explained the driver with an embarrassed smile.

Montton was speechless, how else could he compare like this?

Then England's football hooligans and street drunkards are really fucking gentlemen and civilized people......

Hall and Brandon watched the scene change quietly through the street lamp, and the car fell into an eerie silence.

"Hey, hillbilly, hurry up and open the door and get out of the car, don't mess with Fack and let me do it!"

"Damn, get out of the car, you know how much it costs to repair a piece of car glass, right? And you'll get an extra leg! ”

"Listen, we have the final say in all of New York, and even if the strip comes, you'll have to shoot me.44, you can't escape."

Nigo scolded as if he were rapping, banging on the car cover.

Luca's expression did not fluctuate and waited quietly for a minute, the mobile phone in the passenger seat did not ring, and the car in which the boss was sitting stopped on the side of the road in the view of the window.

"Fack, I've only been working for a week, why should I be embarrassed in front of my boss?" Lukka muttered to himself, pulled out his pistol, opened the safe, and lowered the window.

"Mommy Fake is really grinding, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up ......"

The leader Nigo skillfully raised his arms, and the sound of the helmet in his hand falling to the ground and rolling in several circles drowned out the shouts and curses of his companions.

"Hey, bro, don't get me wrong, we just wanted to borrow some money to spend...... Do you need a tour guide, we are professional. If you're coming to Manhattan for the first time...... "Leader Nigo led his companions to raise their hands neatly and slowly retreated in a half-circle.

Luca opened the door and got out of the car, and said politely, "Please be quiet, I have to call the boss and ask for instructions on how to deal with you." ”

A short man with squirrel-eyed eyes suddenly shouted "whoop" to attract attention, and the leader Nigo took the opportunity to pounce on Lukka in an attempt to snatch the phone.

Lukka dodged sideways, and the arm holding the gun swung with a small but quick swing, hitting the opponent's shoulder: "Do you have poop in your head?" Shouldn't you grab the gun first? ”

"Shet!"

Nigo looked around at his companions who had run away from him, and scolded angrily: "Okay, brother, don't point a gun at my head, do you know who I'm messing with?" Say it and you'll regret it. Now put down the gun and I can treat you as just ignorant ......"

"Heh, you're lucky, get out of here." Lukka gestured "Received" to the lowered window of the car in front of him.

Nigo shook his head and stood up: "OK." You're still an acquaintance, so I won't bother with you this time, and I won't be so lucky next time I meet me. After speaking, he turned around and threw off his legs and ran wildly.

At this moment, three patrol police cars quickly approached.

Dozens of seconds later, Nigo was pinned to the ground and shouted loudly into the air: "Listen, quickly tell the boss that if I don't go back tomorrow, I will take someone to destroy the New York Police Department...... Fack, you'd better be polite to me, I can't breathe......"

Brandon got out of the car and negotiated with the police: "Two gentlemen, please relax, we are good people." He was my employer's bodyguard and had a legal gun license. ”

“…… Are you British? A middle-aged policeman with a white figure checked his documents, "Gentlemen, a gun license does not give legitimacy to point a gun at someone's head." ”

Lukka shrugged: "But there's the right to blow their heads out at any time, on the spot." ”

"If you had done that, we'd have been in a lot less trouble, these ...... The guy has a shot on his head. The middle-aged policeman looked at Nigo being dragged into the police car like a dead dog, and replied with a smile.

Brandon answered, "So are we in any trouble now?" ”

"Wait a minute." The middle-aged policeman stepped aside and exchanged a few words with his colleague, then returned to return his documents: "There is no trouble, but can I say hello to your employer?" ”

Brandon thought for a moment, "I'm sorry, I might have to ask for advice." ”

"Of course, this is my little personal request, please don't mind. I'm waiting here. "The middle-aged policeman is friendly.

Hall took the initiative to get out of the car and greeted the middle-aged policeman: "Hello, I'm here in Manhattan on a business trip." ”

"Hello sir, I'm Van Rien Jones, Superintendent of the Manhattan Division of the New York Police Department. I'm sorry for the bad feeling you caused your trip to Manhattan, I promise it's not all that happened in Manhattan, it's a wonderful city, and I wish you a great trip. The middle-aged policeman raised his hand and saluted.

Hall smiled: "Don't be so polite, I have a good impression of New York." ”

"It's a great honor to be recognized by you, and if you encounter trouble in the future, please feel free to call our police station." The middle-aged policeman said enthusiastically.

The two sides exchanged a few more polite words, and watched Hall and his party leave.

The middle-aged policeman sighed with a sincere smile on his face: "Look at it, this is what a big man should look like, being able to get off a luxury car and talk politely to the little policeman in person with an elegant aristocratic accent, this is the cultural heritage of Britain."

Look at the nouveau riche in our country, who have a little money in their pockets and want to hire a hundred lawyers and assistants, and don't bother to talk to the judge even if they sit in the dock. ”

The young colleague next to him scoffed: "I really don't understand why you middle-aged people have a mysterious worship of Britain, and so is my father, who specially ordered an alarm clock to watch live TV on the night of the British royal wedding." As long as news about the British royal family appeared in the newspapers, it was more important than reading the obituaries of his old friends. ”

"You don't understand, you'll find out when you have a chance to travel to England...... I can't describe how it feels, the air in England is sweeter than in New York. The middle-aged policeman looked unabashedly yearning.

The young colleague shook his head and pouted: "I don't understand, I only know that this Nigo we arrested, his gang boss used to be a peripheral member of the Genoves family." ”

"Heh, young man, the history of the five major gangster families is coming to an end." The middle-aged policeman whispered.

The young colleague asked: "What is the basis? ”

"Experience, from the experience of a sergeant who has been in the Manhattan Police Department for many years, I have seen so much filth, when I retire, I must move to England for retirement......"