MTL - America’s Road To Wealth-Chapter 61 Chinese pasta
Chapter 61 Chinese Pasta
About three o'clock in the afternoon.
While Bloomberg and Abel, talking on the aft deck of the Ovitz.
New York, in the Manhattan District Attorney's Office.
Someone is talking too.
Prosecutors are a feature of the American judicial system, and these people can be simply understood as government lawyers + special police officers.
They are generally in the case, responsible for investigating, deciding whether to prosecute, calling witnesses, conducting plea bargains, and recommending sentences based on guilty verdicts.
U.S. Attorneys are divided into two categories: Federal Prosecutors and District Attorneys.
In addition, there is a special kind of prosecutor—independent prosecutor.
Prosecutors belong to the executive branch.
All prosecutors must be licensed to practice law.
Different types of prosecutors prosecute different types of crimes.
There is no affiliation between the three prosecutors, they are only responsible for different directions.
Like the Manhattan District Attorney’s Office, it’s the District Attorney.
District Attorneys prosecute the vast majority of criminal cases across the United States and, moreover, hold no one accountable.
So this group of people has a lot of power, and it is difficult to be influenced.
Even when the Grand Commander was in office, he couldn't influence and order this group of people.
Only federal prosecutors and independent prosecutors can be managed by the commander-in-chief.
The local prosecutors are generally elected through elections, just like the election of a general.
Like current Manhattan District Attorney Robert Morgenthau.
He has been in this position for 25 years.
There are two reasons,
One is that he did a good job at his job.
Another,
It was in the election of the local prosecutor, and no one had ever won him.
Then he can continue to serve until he is kicked out by others.
Either he doesn’t want to be, or until he dies.
Prosecutor's Office,
In the separate office of the Financial Crimes Squad.
The leader of the financial crimes prosecution team, prosecutor Mr. Cyrus, brought three takeaways into his office.
In the office,
Peggy Morgenthau, deputy head of the Financial Crimes Prosecution Team, and member Alex are quickly flipping through the documents.
"guys."
After pushing the door open, Cyrus raised the things in his hands, "It's time to eat something. We haven't eaten since morning."
Peggy and Alex looked up, and Peggy Morgenthau also looked at the wall clock on the wall.
Peggy: "Wow, it's three o'clock. No wonder I'm so hungry."
Alex also smiled and said, "Me too."
Cyrus shook his head, "Then what are you waiting for. I ordered Chinese pasta today, it tastes very good, and I have eaten it many times."
"Chinese spaghetti? Is there such a thing?" Peggy Morgenthau put down the document in her hand, and took the takeaway box that Cyrus handed her.
Alex did the same, and opened the box quickly.
Looking at the noodles in the box, Alex shook his head and said:
"There is no Chinese pasta. Pasta is pasta. This is the car noodles in Chinese food."
Cyrus was surprised, "Wow, Alex. Didn't think you knew this.
Oh, right. Last month, you just traveled to Daiwan. "
At this time, Peggy Morgenthau had already opened the takeaway box and started eating.
Hearing the conversation between the two, the young lady shook her head, "This is not Chezai noodles, this is Dandan noodles."
"What's the difference? It's all the same." Cyrus sat down and opened his own box, and began to eat too.
"Of course they are different." Peggy Morgenthau said: "One is from Shuchuan, and the other is from Daiwan."
“Like the difference between Texas and Los Angeles.”
"Okay." Cyrus shrugged and smiled as he ate, "So that's why I like to work overtime.
Look, isn't this a new piece of knowledge? "
The three prosecutors began to eat their late lunch.
A meal of "Chinese pasta" in Cyrus's mouth.
Among the three,
Peggy Morgenthau quickly finished the box of Chinese noodles at a speed that did not match her beauty and temperament.
After eating, she tidied up a bit.
After packing up, she looked at her boss Cyrus and her colleague Alex.
The two of them ate a bit slowly, because the eating utensils provided by the takeaway set meal were chopsticks.
Alex is okay, although he looks a bit clumsy.
But I do know how to use chopsticks.
Cyrus doesn't know how to use chopsticks at all, and uses chopsticks purely with a knife and fork.
This makes him eat the slowest.
Peggy Morgenthau is very skilled with chopsticks.
In addition, I was a little impatient, so I finished eating as soon as possible.
"Three days."
Peggy Morgenthau, who had filled her stomach, looked at her two colleagues.
She said: "We've been investigating Abel Smith, and his company. It's been three days."
"But for three days. We got nothing."
She took the stack of documents on the right hand side to the middle and held them in both hands.
"Cyrus, you said there must be something wrong with him."
"I also trust your judgment."
"But it's been three days. Our entire group hasn't found any problems with him so far."
Talking about work during meals is not exclusive to Chinese people.
It is more curly, and those who are more diligent like it.
Cyrus looks like he wants to finish his meal before discussing work, but young Alex doesn't think so.
Alex said: "Things are really tricky. No one thought that the guy under investigation would do these things."
His expression looked a little puzzled, more puzzled and disbelieving.
"Is this really a Wall Street guy?
Is he really running a financial company, not a charity company? "
"Yeah." Peggy Morgenthau said:
"Tax returns, transaction records, personal contacts, third-party informants, there is no evidence that this guy has violated the rules."
"Oh, these things," she said:
"Not even proof. Cyrus, you are the most experienced of us.
Now what do you think, what should we do next? "
By this time Alex had also finished eating the noodles, and Cyrus had half of it left.
Cyrus, who likes this flavor very much on weekdays, now feels that it is a bit bland.
Cyrus put down the chopsticks he was using like a knife and fork.
"You checked these things. I have checked for three months. The results are the same as yours."
Cyrus said, "But like Alex said.
It's too glamorous, isn't it?
Is there really such a person on Wall Street?
You don't believe it, I don't believe it, and neither does Robert. "
"So we are here now, investigating this guy together."
He looked at young Alex, then at Paige Morgenthau.
Deep in my heart, an emotion called "regret" emerged.
Miscalculated.
He originally wanted to seduce Peggy Morgenthau into investigating a matter he was unable or unwilling to investigate.
Peggy Morgenthau was not very interested.
But unexpectedly, their immediate boss, the Manhattan district attorney.
Suddenly stated that he wanted to investigate Abel Smith.
What made Cyrus even more helpless was that Peggy Morgenthau told Robert on the spot that Cyrus knew about Smith.
Cyrus, who wanted to stay out of the matter, became the person in charge of this matter.
Peggy Morgenthau acted as deputy.
Robert Morgenthau, even set a deadline for Cyrus.
Within half a month, the results must be released.
There are two results.
One is to find enough evidence, Manhattan prosecutors initiate a lawsuit.
One is that there is not enough evidence to find it, so let it go.
The former result is good for everyone.
The latter, no loss to Robert Morgenthau or Paige Morgenthau.
The only one who may lose is Cyrus.
It would lower his standing with the Manhattan District Attorney's Office.
It may even affect his future career as a prosecutor.
Thinking of this, Cyrus gritted his teeth a little regretfully.
"I think, in this situation."
"There is only one way." Cyrus looked at Peggy Morgenthau.
"Perhaps, we should apply for an investigation order."
(end of this chapter)
