Mr. Consultant

Xavier followed Giuseppe out of the lobby on the second floor. The light in the long and narrow corridor was dim, and the back of the consultant was slender and swaying.The marble floor is still as clean as a mirror, reflecting the pattern of carved leather shoes and wooden picture frames on the wall, and it is also shining because of the gold leaf decoration on the ceiling.

And that little young master actually didn't want to follow others like a stalker, but unfortunately, they happened to be on the same road, and even more unfortunate, they happened to want to go back to the room at the same time.Of course, Xavier can also choose to overtake Giuseppe or simply stay where he is, but the consultant's stride is too large, and no matter which option he chooses, he will inevitably be suspected of trying to cover up.

So he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate, and continued to follow behind Giuseppe, trying to imagine himself as a bodyguard or assistant, after all, the silent air between them was hard to breathe.But fortunately, although Xavier has nothing to say, he can still let his eyes linger on Giuseppe.

The consultant was still wearing the checked wool suit. The sleeves of the suit were looser, but the waist was very slim, wrapping the sharp shoulders and the thin and tight waist.His short platinum-blond hair was neatly fixed on his scalp with hairspray, only revealing a section of his neck with soft lines and clear bones.The white French shirt under the neck is made of pure cotton, not very thick, at least when you take off the coat, you can vaguely see the faint ivory-like skin color.And at that time, the enamel cufflinks on his wrist would draw layers of smooth creases under the snow-white folded sleeves.

Xavier thought about it, and suddenly realized that he had envied the consultant's appearance in a suit since he was a child.There was a personable grace about him that Xavier, who was born in the slums, could never learn.At that time, Giuseppe was still very young, and he always liked to wear a light-colored linen suit and a Panama hat with a black border, and he walked vigorously.His figure is thin and tall, like a sharp long sword used by a knight, trying his best to interpret "chic and handsome" all the time.

But Xavier forgot that, after all, Giuseppe's background was no better than his.The consultant's mother was a prostitute in the Rue Bertoni, and he himself had no choice but to sell his body.At the age when Xavier was being punched and kicked for petty theft, Giuseppe was starving to death at the beck and call of those sinister pimps.

Neither of them was better than the other, but there was a certain malevolence in Giuseppe's bones.This kind of disposition made him rise up in the quagmire of life, and finally stepped on the broad road under the sun by stepping on the body of the benefactor.Even when Don Barone saw him, the first moment he saw him, he could feel the forbearing and dangerous temperament that existed in him, which belonged only to the shady business.

Xavier doesn't have this kind of temperament. Although he is very irritable and arrogant, he is also very easy to understand.Unlike Giuseppe, he doesn't rebel against life so much, and in his life is more of a sad drift.But now something is different, he is like a leaf floating on the river, encountering a section of obstructing crossbar.And that piece of crossbar is the boat of his destiny, which can take him to some places that he never dared to yearn for.

He has now climbed on that boat, but his goal is not so clear, and so far he does not know the roads leading to the end.However, it doesn't matter anymore, because he still has the omnipotent consultant.

At this moment, his advisor, Giuseppe, turned back from the stairs, looked into his eyes with some displeasure, and said to him:

"Xavier, are you a stalker?"

"I'm just traveling with you." Xavier had expected his question a long time ago, so he put on an expression of "I don't want to do that either", and added "My room was also arranged by you" to get rid of it completely The relationship between himself and the stalker.

After hearing what he said, Giuseppe stared at his expression a little playfully, then tilted his head, and asked, "Then, why don't you take the elevator and insist on walking this damn staircase with me?"

Xavier was stunned. He couldn't say that it was because he was fascinated by his back, so he accidentally missed the elevator entrance at the corner, and had to follow behind him, trying to get back to his room by taking the stairs .

"I want to exercise, can't I?" Xavier knew that was a terrible excuse, but Christ, he really couldn't think of another reason.What's more, he didn't want his silence to arouse Giuseppe's other suspicions, and thus discover the fact that he was staring at his back all the way.

But fortunately, the consultant didn't have any more conversations with him, but just turned his head and went straight back to his room.But just in front of the office door, Giuseppe felt a sudden restlessness, because he remembered the oath he swore to Christ, Maria, Jehovah, and all imaginable religious figures this morning—— He would never sleep with Xavier again.However, Giuseppe is not very sure whether the young master still remembers this old enmity, and whether he will recall this terrible thing because of his "kind reminder".

This is really a serious problem.

In terms of purely sensual pleasure, Giuseppe is not unwilling to have sex with Xavier. After all, for a former male prostitute who is now a mafia consultant, a man with a tight tongue who can satisfy him is really pitifully rare.And actually, for reasons Giuseppe doesn't really want to mention, Xavier's skills aren't bad either.

But unfortunately, that young master is his future Tang, and Giuseppe is the target of the former leader Tuogu, he has an obligation to take care of him, not mess with him.And even more unfortunate, the relationship between Giuseppe and Xavier was a terrible disaster.To this day, whenever he thinks about that no-brainer deal, he feels a heartfelt burnout.He wished he could find a time machine to get in, and then let Maldini's thugs shoot through his brain with a machine gun, so that he would be completely awake.

"Life is not a science fiction novel, but it is far stranger than science fiction novels."

Giuseppe complained in his heart, but still put on a gentle and gentle face, said good night to Xavier, and then prepared to close the door quickly calmly.But at the moment when the light and shadow in the crack of the door gradually narrowed, Xavier suddenly stretched out his legs, blocking the movement of the solid wooden door.

Giuseppe became nervous, afraid that the young master would rush in desperately and pin him on the bed like before.He finally wanted to get rid of the relationship with Xavier, and Xavier finally wanted to take over Barone's affairs, Giuseppe did not want the two to fall short.He'd like to pull out his dick now, if he could, and tell that little bastard to go back to his room.However, that is bound to make the relationship between him and Xavier worse, and it is very likely to cause some irreparable damage.

So Giuseppe could only quickly and carefully calculate everything in his mind, as if he was dealing with a bomb that might explode at any time.He was eager to come up with some practical solution to solve the predicament in front of him.

And just as he was hesitating, Xavier had already walked into his room, pressed the switch on the wall, and leaned against the edge of the sofa with his arms folded in the light that made Giuseppe invisible.His face was gloomy, even somewhat inexplicably serious.He hasn't said a word so far, but Giuseppe always feels that he has something to say.

"Xavier, what's wrong?"

Giuseppe took the lead in breaking this silence, and he found that he was a little afraid of the young master's silence, which made him feel incomprehensibly unpredictable.Giuseppe knew that he had miscalculated, Xavier was not standing here for those unnutritive reasons, he must have something important to say, and these words must be related to himself.Otherwise, that young master wouldn't have stared closely at the center of his brow with a look like watching a prey.

"Uh..." Xavier paused for a moment, as if he was considering his words. After a while, he said to Giuseppe with sincere eyes: "Giuseppe, I want to hear your suggestion about the speech at today's meeting."

After hearing his words, the consultant almost couldn't hold back the smile on his face while he was being pardoned.He didn't know that Xavier turned out to be such a cute creature, who would put on a look of eating people for one of his own evaluations, and even let this adrenaline rush of tension be conveyed to others.Giuseppe was even a little relieved to think of this, because the little bastard finally realized what a precious and reliable thing the opinion of the elders was.Then he replied almost cheerfully:

"You acted well, no problem at all for a rookie. Some arrangements were in place, almost everything was in your mind, and the final speech was also very good, but I think that should be Don's words .The only thing to note is that you might be able to be a little nicer—but that's okay, you don't know them well anyway, so there's no need to be overly friendly."

Xavier nodded. Unexpectedly, Giuseppe had such a high opinion of him. This kind of evaluation even made his face feel hot, and made him touch his cheek in a hopeless manner, and then asked the consultant Mr. Say goodbye with a good voice.Giuseppe's kind words had gone to his head, allowing him to forget for a moment what had happened this morning, the bad accident with Maldini.

Giuseppe watched Xavier disappear in front of the door, and even closed the door obediently for him, suddenly felt an overwhelming guilt.If he knew that the young master was so easy to deceive, he would never have said the above words in such a nasty and bright way.Although, thankfully, nothing out of the ordinary happened to Xavier, the consultant had always been stingy with compliments, and his compliments were more or less coaxing.

Giuseppe felt a little guilty because of this, and felt that he seemed to be at a moral disadvantage.This kind of guilt softened his heart, and even made him not feel too angry when he saw the hickey and tooth marks on his neck in front of the mirror.However, the guilt only lasted as long as Giuseppe lay in bed and recalled something about the ledger.

The ledgers, those that were given to Xavier before, the ledgers of the various bookkeeping offices, have not yet been returned to him.

Giuseppe suddenly had a headache. He felt that Xavier was simply the devil sent by Satan to play tricks on him.He had already planned to enjoy the year-end holiday happily and forget about all the messy things this year.Go fuck the peace talks, go fuck the work, fuck Maldini, none of these had anything to do with him for the time being.

Giuseppe was even ready to unplug the damn phone line tomorrow after checking the bookkeeping offices, and then lie in bed with peace of mind, or go to the lounge to play pool for a while.If he's lucky, he might even find time before Christmas to meet Dario and see that funny and cute little old man.

However, all of the above were completely ruined because of a small negligence of Xavier.

But after Giuseppe thought about it, he felt that it was not a big deal. It was just some ledgers, ledgers that had no wings or legs at all.With his ability, he can read it in two days at most, and maybe Xavier has already sorted it out for him.So even if he does it tomorrow morning, or even at noon tomorrow, there is still time, and there will be no mistakes.

Giuseppe convinced himself like this, and tried his best to put this annoying question behind him.He knew it was going to be difficult, but he'd been through worse, so he figured he could live with the distraught emotions and the feeling of being sick all over.

then,

two hours later,

The irritable consultant still appeared in front of Xavier's door, and knocked on Xavier's door with an attitude as if it was an anti-social gangster living inside.

Xavier was sleepy at this time, baffled by the series of hammer-like knocks on the door.He threw back the covers and turned the doorknob, praying that Giuseppe had no other reason than to want to.After all, it's not very pleasant to be interrupted in your sleep.

Yes, it's not very pleasant to be interrupted sleep.

Therefore, Giuseppe would use a face that wanted to kill, and said to Xavier indisputably:

"Damn it, can you return the ledger to me?"

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