Mr. Consultant

Unfortunately, for Xavier, the young master, in Giuseppe's eyes, the elusive daily life continues.He made an excuse to visit Sandra early in the morning, and strode out wearing a brown-black wool suit and leather shoes.And the consultant, sitting at the desk, watched the broad and straight figure turn around the corridor, and began to speculate for the hundred and first time in his heart.

After all, did that little bastard have a lover outside?

Giuseppe also felt that he was really boring, and after all, the private life of the young master had nothing to do with him in any way.Even if Xavier has a lover outside, even if he has a lot of lovers, it's just a problem with his wallet, what can he do with himself?

But unfortunately, Giuseppe was still a little uneasy about it. Whether it was this matter or Xavier's miraculous action, it disturbed his nerves like a buzzer.He couldn't help being a little hysterical and suspicious all day long, even stubbornly thinking about a topic that was not nutritious.

He wondered what kind of character the young master was looking for, and he was even more puzzled whether the character's aesthetics were normal or popular.Giuseppe knew the young master's personality very well, and he also knew his inexplicable problems.Therefore, the consultant had to feel a little worthless for an unknown lady or gentleman from the bottom of his heart.

However, in this extremely small sorrow, there is also a thick and colorful gloating.Giuseppe thought viciously, it would be great if someone could sleep with the young master instead of him.And it would be even more satisfying if someone could fall in love with that young master and marry him, and spare him such days of fear.

Thinking of this, Giuseppe enthusiastically assumed a life without Xavier, but the result only made him quite inexplicable.Of course, in this assumption, no one will cause him any bizarre troubles, and no one will persistently challenge his bottom line.However, what is the meaning of such a life, what hope is there in the days of being alone?

He couldn't figure it out, and was even a little worried about his sleep.How can he sleep well if no one hugs him?

Giuseppe sighed and had no choice but to accept his fate.He knew that he couldn't do without the young master, and even though Xavier was the source of his pressure, he still regarded this source of pressure as a necessity of life.This kind of thought made him feel a little anxious while spurning himself.

What if, if that young master really wanted to leave him?

Xavier probably still hated him, otherwise he wouldn't have continued the stupid act of sleeping with a middle-aged uncle.But Giuseppe still needed him, and for some inexplicable, rather masochistic reasons, he was hesitant to let him go.He didn't dare to tell Xavier this idea, for fear of causing some huge misunderstandings.It's really not because of that stupid, damn love that he can't leave Xavier's side.

He was just worried, worried.

Giuseppe thought a little bit of self-deception.He realizes that he is not omnipotent, let alone invincible, at least right now, he is secretly trembling about some dispensable things.Christ, although he has no intention of interfering with that young master's life, let Xavier stay by his side for a while longer!Even if it's not forever, even if it only lasts until the day when he can be alone, it doesn't matter.But he really didn't want to see that young master's lover or lover at this moment.

However, given Xavier's pathetic economic situation under the sway of Giuseppe, he probably couldn't afford anything high-end.So, fortunately, he could use an inappropriate sentence as an excuse to cover up those real, shady selfish considerations.When it comes to the economy, Giuseppe always feels that his wallet has been emptied too quickly recently.He couldn't figure out what he, who had always been thrifty, had bought so much that the hundred-dollar bills quickly disappeared as if they had been stolen.

But fortunately, the consultant finally attributed the matter to the bloody price, not Xavier's heinous crime.And just when he was silently mocking the depression of the world from the bottom of his heart, Luca, the baby-faced young assistant, appeared in front of his door with food in his hand.Luca seemed to be in a good mood, and his fawn-like eyes were more radiant than usual.Seeing Giuseppe's questioning expression, he quickly lifted the paper bag in his hand, and replied:

"Consultant, here is the breakfast for you."

When Giuseppe heard this, the expression on his face suddenly softened, appearing gentle and friendly.He looked at the things in Luka's hands, and suddenly remembered something like having breakfast.Although for this consultant, eating and sleeping, the two necessary activities of human beings, are some kind of luxuries that require luck to achieve.

But now, since the kind Luca had saved him his favorite bacon sandwich, he felt that he could enjoy this luxury with peace of mind.He thanked the baby-faced youth assistant in Italian and motioned him to hold the paper bag to him.Luca nodded, his bright smile made Giuseppe suspect that he had opened the curtains, so the consultant couldn't help asking him:

"I'm curious, what is it that makes you so happy?"

"Uh..." After hearing what he said, Luka touched his cheek a little shyly, and withdrew his smile as if he had seen heaven.He hesitated for a moment, then said to Giuseppe:

"Just now, while I was shopping for sandwiches, I ran into a woman, a beautiful woman, who seemed nice enough. She said she lived nearby, so I thought... Maybe I'll see her again someday."

Giuseppe froze for a moment, behind the pair of gold-rimmed glasses, the gray-green eyes were full of disbelief.He paused for a long time before he found a clue from his stuck brain.He lamented the assistant's cuteness and innocence from the bottom of his heart, and suddenly inspired that gossip nerve.

"So, you didn't even get her phone, but you laughed as if you had slept with her."

"Go..." Luca was shocked by his statement. Although he knew that the consultant's lower limit was unusual, he still refused to discuss some too personal issues with Giuseppe.Although, the consultant is well-known in the family as "methods".

"Gu, consultant...I can swear to Christ, I just have a crush on her, and I have no such dirty thoughts."

Giuseppe felt great pleasure in his faltering, so he hung his neck like a fox and laughed lowly.He took the paper bag from Luka and signaled that he could leave now, but he did not expect this innocent young assistant to explain to him in a serious manner:

"Oh, I forgot to mention, the young master asked me to buy it."

If Luka were smarter and observed more carefully.He could notice that after saying these words, the consultant's expression froze slightly, and the big hands holding the paper bag trembled slightly.But unfortunately, maybe Giuseppe's acting skills are too good, or maybe the assistant's eyesight is too bad, Luca didn't realize the above facts, but turned around with peace of mind and left the consultant with a rather chic look. back.

"Damn, what does he mean by that?"

Thinking of this, Giuseppe held the paper bag containing the sandwiches in his hand, and suddenly felt a little at a loss.He thought of the thoughtless bunch of flowers sent by Xavier on his birthday, just after the Chinese New Year.He couldn't understand why in this world, someone would give a 36-year-old middle-aged man a lot of bright red roses?Giuseppe had a headache, he didn't know whether these were the kindness of the young master, or some kind of ingenious sarcasm.

But in reality, Giuseppe would never understand, Xavier had no messy intentions.He just ran into Luca who was working overtime when he was looking for supper, and then simply thought of Giuseppe's breakfast from the sandwich in the assistant's hand, and casually ordered something in an irresponsible spirit.And Luca, a young man, was too honest and kind, so he deliberately ran two blocks away to buy Giuseppe's favorite food, which caused a series of inexplicable oolongs.

However, this hard-won breakfast was destined to miss the consultant.When Giuseppe was opening the paper bag, he heard the phone on the corner of the table, untimely, ring like a storm.He immediately put down everything in his hands, and then quickly picked up the phone in a serious tone.

On the other end of the phone is Paul, the timid cornerman in the "big garden".He was still trembling, as if Giuseppe would kill him in the next second, and said to the consultant:

"Consultant, I'm in front of the Brownstone building and I want to explain to you what happened years ago, the accounts. I called your assistant, but he didn't respond, so I have to interrupt your work. But Forgive me, sir, I meant no offense."

After hearing what he said, Giuseppe remembered that there was indeed such a thing.On Christmas Eve, he checked all the bookkeeping offices under Barone's name and found some unusual traces.However, it turned out that these unusual accounts were all about Albert's business.And considering the delicate relationship between the brownstone building and the "Great Garden", Giuseppe decided to ask Paul to investigate this matter, and waited patiently for his news.

But now, it was clear that Paul had grasped some of the facts, so he decided to report to the consultant.Giuseppe looked at the small body wrapped in a suit in front of the door, and felt that the horned man seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and he felt a little guilty about it.This guilty conscience softened his attitude, and there seemed to be warmth in those gray-green eyes.

However, Paul still deeply believed that the consultant was some kind of poisonous snake. He didn't believe in Giuseppe's friendliness, just as he didn't believe in Giuseppe's sincerity in asking him to sit down.So, the poor cornerman had no choice but to stand at the desk in fear and trepidation, and report to Giuseppe as if confessing.He was really about to be driven crazy by the look in the consultant's eyes, for fear that he would say something that shouldn't be said, or bring up something that shouldn't be mentioned.He didn't know much about Giuseppe, so he was quite uncertain about the consultant's temper.

Paul wanted to wash his hands and quit.After all, he is just a businessman, and there is no need to take such a big risk.Moreover, after he accepted Giuseppe's instructions, the old-school elements in the "Great Garden" had already developed ideas about him, suspecting that he was a spy sent by Giuseppe.He's having a hard time, but what can he do?He has already boarded this thief ship, walked this path, and became rich more easily than others, so he should also bear the disaster brought about by this benefit.

Just, why Giuseppe?

Paul would rather have eye contact with Gustavo, the murderous second in command, for hours than come to the Brownstone and say a few words to the consultant.But he can't help it. From the moment he is stared at by Giuseppe, he is destined to become a tragic character.His hands were crossed, holding each other tightly, as if this could bring him a little bit of courage, so that he could report to the consultant smoothly.

It took him a long time before he had the guts to explain to him under Giuseppe's scrutinizing gaze.He said that the property left by Albert has been checked and the ledgers have been rechecked.He pursed his lips nervously, handed a document in the briefcase to Giuseppe with both hands, then lowered his head again, and continued to explain to the consultant as if admitting his mistake.He found no sign of Albert making a large transaction in the casino. The money seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and there was no news of it from the account or from the house.

Giuseppe had already prepared for this. He had heard of Xavier's hypothesis a long time ago, the hypothesis about the existence of an intermediary.At this moment, Paul's remarks made him more convinced that this assumption is quite likely to be a fact that has been overlooked.Thinking of this, Giuseppe decided to test the loyalty of the horned man, after all he should know nothing about it,

"Paul, my friend, have you investigated the overseas account of that big fat man?"

This questioning tone made the poor Jiaotou tremble all over. He paused, and then said:

"My dear sir, I have investigated these matters. But I really, really can't find a trace of the stolen money. Please forgive me!"

Giuseppe nodded, signaling him to calm down, and then, when his opponent was extremely panicked, he brought up the topic he was really interested in: "Then please tell me, is Albert in the 'Great Garden' capable?" Partner, have you checked those people?"

"Oh Christ!"

After listening to his words, Paul couldn't help but took a few steps back.He murmured, crossing his chest with his hand, but his face was mixed with unconcealable surprise and insight.He swore to Giuseppe:

"Sir, your words remind me of Fernando, Fernando Manca."

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