Mr. Consultant

After another half a month, in mid-April, the personal doctor of the Barone family finally agreed to Giuseppe's participation in those mountainous daily tasks.And that young master, from the bottom of his heart, hoped that Giuseppe would retire completely, but in fact, he still needed the assistance of the consultant, just as he still needed the consultant to serve him in bed.So he had no choice but to put on an expression of amnesty, and then called all the corners in the southern region, planning to hold a resumption meeting for Giuseppe, so as to summarize the work of the past two months.

And Cesare, the cornerman of the old city, seemed to have finally acquiesced in the relationship between Xavier and Giuseppe.It wasn't that he had forgotten Giuseppe, it was just that the consultant was somewhat too ideal for him, and he would be more comfortable smoking and laughing loudly with Xavier.

Besides, when he saw the young master go out to buy coffee in the middle of the night because of a complaint, he still felt a kind of strange gratitude.In the final analysis, whether it is Giuseppe or Xavier, they all represent the interests of the Brownstone Building. No matter who they work for, in the final analysis, there is not much difference

Unfortunately, however, the consultant had no such tolerant thoughts.He sat beside the octagonal bay window on the second floor of the brownstone building, and the gloomy sky light projected into the eyes of every subordinate from behind him.Giuseppe pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he couldn't figure out what kind of conspiracy and tricks the little bastard used to make these corner heads who had spent a lot of time coordinating obey his orders.

The young master looked at the subtle expression on Giuseppe's face, and realized that these people might have misunderstood something very important.He is very aware of his weight and what he has paid for, and the kind words of the hornets are ultimately derived from their respect for Giuseppe.But they seemed to have performed too much, which made the consultant a little worried about being eliminated.

Xavier thought of this, cleared his throat, and politely asked Giuseppe to speak.He lit a cigar for the consultant, then put his hands on his knees, and sat upright on the sofa.The others seemed to be influenced by him, and they also shut their mouths one after another, waiting solemnly for the consultant's high opinion and conclusion.

Giuseppe bit his cigarette, and the gray-blue smoke rose in front of his eyes.He asked about the major events that happened in the area under his jurisdiction in the past two months, and asked about the operating conditions of each bookkeeping point.He asked Xavier to recount the various decisions made before, analyze the pros and cons of these decisions, and make some minor adjustments.Then, he sent out the work plan for the first half of the year and asked Luca, the baby-faced youth assistant, to record it in detail.

After doing this, he was silent for a while, and explained his experience of being injured with the corner heads.Although Giuseppe didn't want to bring up his past, he knew that there was no need for any unnecessary denials at this time, so as not to make himself look even worse.He said:

"I'm sure you know, sir, that I've done some rather indecent work. Twenty years ago I betrayed Maldini, killed their second in command, and fled to Italy. Good Don Barro Nei gave me the opportunity to have everything I have today, but I am still sinful, and I still cannot escape the ugly deeds I committed. This is my punishment. I have no complaints, and I do not want you to take revenge for this. But I I still want to apologize to you, and regret that my personal grievances have affected the interests of all of us. At the same time, I would also like to thank you for your support for the young master. If he has offended you, that is also my problem, and it is definitely not his intention. "

His confession won the nods of approval from those corner heads, and even the praise and comfort from the bottom of their hearts.The young master met and added some views on the incident, affirming the help of Gustavo and others on the jury issue.Although these corner people may not want to hear about the "big garden", but he thinks it is necessary for him to do so.Xavier's goal is not to be subservient to the brownstone, not to be the master of the South.He wants to lead the entire Barone, and even the entire Chicago, he must show such determination from the very beginning, or unstoppable ambition.

Giuseppe has no objection to this, he knows the young master's personality and is willing to support his decision.It is no exaggeration to say that even if what Xavier wants is the whole world, he will do his best and fight for it until his death.This is a kind of dead-hearted loyalty, but it is more similar to love.

But after the meeting ended, the consultant stopped Xavier in a low voice, and handed him a scribbled note, asking him to take him to an apartment in the east.Xavier was accustomed to his domineering attitude, and during the consultant's recuperation time, he almost arranged all his daily life.Although Xavier was prepared for Giuseppe's hysteria, those inexplicable demands still gave him a headache.

He couldn't figure out why the suits that were taken off and were going to be worn tomorrow had to be folded, let alone why the sandwiches were cut into that weird size.However, he was deeply in love with Giuseppe, which forced him to follow these instructions resignedly but with all his heart, and was tempted to add "My Majesty the Queen" to the end of each answer.

Fortunately, after thinking about it, the young master didn't say this malicious word in the end.Otherwise, the consultant would definitely jump up from the bed regardless of his injuries, and then pull out the dick hidden under the pillow and fight him desperately.After all, Giuseppe is still too difficult to understand and too hysterical.As long as his character was more gentle and his temper more mellow, he wouldn't be in the situation he is today.But Xavier just likes his seemingly gentle and domineering tone, and prefers that he complains about messy things in Italian.

Therefore, it is still his Xavier's vision.

Thinking of this, the young master felt a little inexplicably frustrated.He raised his head and saw Giuseppe's inquiring expression, so he put the note in his pocket with a smile, and then kindly invited the consultant to go out with him.

The cigar in Giuseppe's mouth was not exhausted yet, he looked at the expression on the young master's face through the smoke, and suddenly felt that Xavier seemed to be a little more mature than before.From his body wrapped in a well-tailored suit, there actually projected a calm and menacing aura that Giuseppe had never seen before.But the turbulent emotions in those honey brown eyes seem to have been precipitated by time, appearing so transparent, so deep and calm.

Xavier was a little worried about Giuseppe's condition, always worried that he was trying to be brave, or pretending not to care about the pain.Therefore, he drove the car very slowly, so slow that it provoked a lot of honking.Xavier wanted to jump out of the car and reason with them, telling them that his lover was recovering from a serious illness and couldn't stand the excitement of this kind of noise.But he thought about it again, caught a glimpse of the calm expression on the consultant's face from the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt that it would be worthwhile not to say anything.

And what was written on the note was an old luxury apartment.Giuseppe opened the car door and got out of the car. The hem of the windbreaker drew a graceful arc in the movement.With his pockets in his pockets, he stood under the street lamp and lit a high-end cigarette, but he didn't seem to have any intention of knocking on the door.It was not until a long time later, when Xavier got out of the car, that he directed the young master with his eyes to ring the bell on the cream-colored wooden door.

Xavier felt that the consultant's hypocrisy had reached the limit, but instead of being angry, he walked to the door of the apartment quite resignedly.He patted the aging wooden door, and then heard the lock turn a few times, revealing a somewhat nervous old woman's face through the crack of the door.She opened a pair of cloudy eyes full of doubts, and asked Xavier's intentions in a low voice.The young master couldn't find an excuse, so he could only look at the corner where Giuseppe was.But the consultant, before he turned his head, quickly walked behind the young master.

Giuseppe's arm went over Xavier's head, then grabbed the door panel and pulled open the wooden door.And except for himself, no one knows the reason for this behavior, let alone understand his fierce temperament like a sharp knife.But when the old lady saw him, when she saw the consultant, she suddenly showed a certain expression as if she had lost her soul.

"Ma'am, do you remember me?"

Giuseppe raised his brows, a pair of gray-green eyes flashed with a little dark and unclear emotion.He pushed Xavier on the back, ignoring the woman's shock, and strode into the room like the master here.He sat at the dining table, on the old wrought-iron chair, which made some harsh noises after years of use.But he didn't care, not even the slightest wavering of his brows.

Xavier didn't understand what happened, but his intuition told him that the more incomprehensible the situation was, the more he had to keep silent, pretending to know everything well.He stands next to Giuseppe, under a bright floral lamp, and folds his hands naturally behind his back.He felt that the consultant should have some inexplicable grievances with this woman, otherwise he wouldn't have used his face to trick the cream-colored door into opening.But he still has no clue about this kind of grievance, and he can't even understand the reason for the terrible silence between them at this moment.

"Sir, my awe-inspiring sir, if you must settle the past hatred with me, then well... I accept this punishment and beg for your forgiveness."

The woman, in a faded sweater, made the sign of the sign of the cross with her withered palm.She trembled with fear and could hardly speak.He didn't understand why this consultant had reappeared in her life today.She thought that the nightmare in the foyer of the brownstone, the folly of overreaching, had melted away with Giuseppe's kindness.She thought that she would never see this gentleman again in this life, and she would never hear his whispered words like a devil again.

Yes, the old woman, unknown to Xavier, was Dario's widow, the woman who had blackmailed Giuseppe at the brownstone.

Giuseppe calmly looked at her small body that seemed to be prostrate on the ground, then extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and said in a kindly tone like a savior:

"Madam, I don't intend to discuss those stupid past. It's just that I need your help with some things now. I believe that you will not refuse my proposal out of our friendship."

After he finished speaking, he motioned to Xavier to move a chair for her, and asked her to sit in front of him.Giuseppe originally didn't want to break the rules of the Mafia, and he didn't want to involve the family members of the members, but the previous events in the Brownstone Building proved that this woman must know some information about the family.She is therefore not an outsider, nor is she protected from ignorance.

Giuseppe thought of this, looking into the woman's terrified eyes.He wanted to know some details of Albert's life, and tried to deduce from them the identity of the middleman.He wanted to make sure that this woman wouldn't lie and use some boring means to consume his little patience.Because of this, Giuseppe stared at her for a long time, letting the fear and depression fill her blood, and then slowly, as if persuading her, he said:

"Lina, I know your name, it's good to ask. But I want to know some more detailed things, such as your husband, Albert, does he have any friends in the family? Is there any kind, shared with him? Secret friend?"

"Sir, sir, I can swear to Christ, I don't know a thing about his work! Please God, please let me go, don't ask me anything about him! I've had enough of him, don't want to let He continues to haunt my fate in hell."

"Madam, you need to calm down. If you can, please hand over Albert's previous letters and receipts. If you really don't know about this, I promise that I will not interfere with any of your decisions."

After hearing this, the woman stood up abruptly from her chair, and walked towards the room next to the entrance with a quick movement that didn't match her age.She was eager to get rid of everything with Albert and draw a clear line, so she actively moved out a box of dusty vouchers and documents from the room.

Giuseppe sat on a chair, gave Xavier half of the box, and flipped through the contents of the other half.Wearing those gold-rimmed glasses, he read so fast that even the movements of his hands were dazzling.After a while, he put the thick stack of receipts on the dining table back into the box, and then stood up from the seat.He walked over to Xavier's side, watched the young master's progress over his shoulder, and let out a sneer from his nose.

Xavier felt that he was simply sick. At the age of 36, he still had to fight for some inexplicable things like a child.But even though he was thinking this way, it was still quite easy for him to be angered by Giuseppe's ridicule.However, this young master no longer expresses his dissatisfaction on his face as before. He will only turn his body sideways, then wrap his arms around Giuseppe's shoulders, and whisper affectionately to him:

"Honey, is there something wrong with this ticket?"

Giuseppe shuddered at his low, magnetic voice, and immediately backed away from his arms.He looked at the woman with disbelief on her face, thought for a while, and finally explained to her in a somewhat self-conscious way:

"He's always like this. He has no other intentions."

The author has something to say:

My goldfish brain, I actually forgot to mention that the consultant’s second car is finished, and wb private message can get it~