Mr. Consultant

"Honey, I've decided to talk to Sean again. After all, this business is very important to us, and I can't let it be screwed up by those fuckers."

While putting a tie around his neck, Xavier bent down and whispered softly to the consultant's ear.The negotiations did not go smoothly, and there were many disagreements among the northern drug traffickers.Moreover, Xavier always feels that this matter has been leaked out, and some core secrets have been known by outsiders.

Both of them are passive and under various pressures.But neither Barone nor the northern drug dealers wanted to be more passive, so they had to wait and see instead of making all decisions.Sean did not give details of the transaction for a long time, and used some boring excuses to repeatedly delay the date of the meeting.

Xavier had considered this situation a long time ago.He does not believe that things will be smooth sailing, nor that things are impossible. He anticipates many problems that may arise in the future and understands the way to solve them.He's not one to rush things, and the price he paid on the shores of Lake Michigan made him cautious and sober.He is no longer like before, hoping to see victory in the next second of action, he is used to waiting, he understands timing.

But when necessary, such as when his opponent is hesitating needlessly, he must publicize his ideas and strive to promote his goals.He thought about the matter very clearly. Although the leak of the transaction situation was a bad thing in the end, it also pushed Sean and the others to a desperate situation.Maldini already knew their plans and would not have any good expectations for them.Now, before Sean, there are only two choices.He either gave up all his territory in Chicago, fled to other cities along the Michigan coast, and started working hard from scratch.He could either accept Barone's kindness and join forces with these Maldini's enemies to enjoy preferential treatment and benefits as before.

The situation is dangerous and magical.Because in fact, in Sean's position, there is a third option.He could kill Xavier and make a mockery of all the promises he had made in the past, and then show his loyalty to Maldini, or he could just go away and never see an inch of Chicago again.He is close to nothing, his power, his money, and all his vassals will leave him.At such times, he has reason to do anything, and perhaps God will forgive his actions.

Of course, Xavier himself, in fact, knows this all too well.Because in the final analysis, he is also such a character, and he will make such a decision.But being such a character, he is not afraid of the bad luck that may befall him, nor of the formidable foes.He is a desperado, a "Sicilian", and he doesn't need to consider too many risks, because he needs to bet his life everywhere in his life.

And Xavier believed that, for some reason that he couldn't explain clearly, he didn't think Sheen would harm him, and he didn't even think that the drug dealers would reject his proposal.Sean should be aware of his personality and the helpless similarity between them, so he would not provoke this young master.He should understand the revenge of the Sicilians. If he didn't understand, Xavier could immediately explain the meaning with his actions.They were savages bound by violence, and yet, rather ridiculously, kept their promises better than most civilized people.

The young master deduced that Sean was not dissatisfied with the business itself, but that he just wanted to obtain more benefits and was worried about being criticized by Maldini.But that's enough, there is still room for maneuver in this matter.Xavier intends to meet Sean, tell him Barone's wish, and tell him that there are actually not so many issues to consider.

Although Giuseppe warned him not to threaten others, after all, if the content of the threat cannot be fulfilled, others will despise his words.But Xavier knows very well that he has a decisive will and corresponding abilities.He has experienced war and knows what the so-called price is.He was also peaceful, but no one could try to fool him without suffering anything cruel.He also knows how to submit, but before he lowers his head, he will definitely be determined to take revenge.

He's a Mr. Mafia, not some good saint, not some low-brow villain.

In his sleep, Giuseppe heard the young master's voice.He's feeling overwhelmed by the rather stupid, rather obsessive thing that happened last night.But fortunately, Xavier is probably not tired of him yet, and he will still be tempted by a 36-year-old uncle in women's clothing.Giuseppe felt a little ridiculous about this, and secretly slandered the young master as an obscene and shameless pervert.The underwear was bought by him because of some unbearable things in the past, but even today, there are still some wonderful uses for it.

The young master seemed to have accepted his invitation, and responded to his expectations in a somewhat reckless manner.His sweet violence against him, endless kisses, even gave the consultant an illusion of being loved in the supreme joy.Even though it was just an illusion, it also made him cry in a trance and made him secretly frightened.

Thinking of this, Giuseppe couldn't help but laughed at himself.He thinks that men are really easy to understand creatures, at least in bed.As long as you give them a little sweetness, a little sweetness, it is enough to make them fascinated and unable to judge things calmly.

And Giuseppe himself is also the owner of this wonderful shortcoming. He indulges in some unrealistic fantasies, and tries his best to find an ideal projection from reality.He would like to believe that Xavier loved him, even though he knew full well that it was just a sad vision.But he is unwilling to give up this idea, and can deepen this hopeless hope with every hug, every specious flirtation.

He is talking about a love that does not need a reason and has no end, a love that belongs to him alone.

Giuseppe's heart became sad, but full of helpless tenderness.He pretended to be sleepy, and while the young master was whispering in his ear, he put his arm around his shoulder, and then touched Xavier's forehead with his lips.

"Little cute..."

While he said this as if sighing, he leaned into Xavier's arms,

"Be careful on the road, uncle will miss you."

Looking into his still clouded eyes, Xavier realized that the advisor was not awake.Although Giuseppe would often do something that seemed to be full of temptation, so far he has not ignored the work of both parties, let alone added a little love to the temptation.But even so, it still couldn't shake the young master's hopeless love.So he lightly hugged Giuseppe in his arms, then gently put him back on the bed, said goodbye to him quickly, and strode away from Giuseppe's side.

After he left, Giuseppe rubbed the bridge of his nose and slowly got up from the bed.His back was extremely sore, and even his arms hadn't recovered from the extreme numbness, but the work had already oppressed his nerves, causing him to quickly throw off the quilt and jump out of bed.The consultant picked up the gold-rimmed glasses that had been thrown aside last night from the low cabinet next to the bed, and then groped under the snow-white duvet to find his underwear.

Unfortunately, because of last night's absurd drama, all Giuseppe found under the quilt was the tiny piece of burgundy lace.He looked away in embarrassment, then sneakily stuffed the things into the drawer beside the bed.

It was a terrible accident, he said to himself, an accident one would like to forget.Thankfully, Xavier, who was more vulgar than he imagined, was able to accept the service of his 36-year-old uncle in women's clothing, and even showed a little excitement and spent a little bit of pestering.

Although this does not seem to be a thing to be happy about.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the ringing phone on the desk outside the door urges him to get into the mountain of work as soon as possible.So Giuseppe put on his glasses again, put on a cream-colored silk nightgown, and went out barefoot.His office was almost taken over by that little bastard, and the ashtray at the corner of the desk was full of cheap brands of cigarette butts he didn't like.He didn't understand what happened to Xavier, why he still liked to smoke something that smelled worse than chimneys.

But he could no longer think about these messy things, and the ringing of the phone next to him was about to pierce his eardrums in the next second.Giuseppe looked at his watch, and picked up the receiver angrily, trying to find out who came to disturb his rest early in the morning.

And on the other end of the phone, as expected, was the baby-faced young assistant.Luca apologized to Giuseppe tremblingly, saying that he shouldn't disturb the consultant, who had little sleep.Giuseppe forgave him quite neatly, because Luca has always been a smart person and would not contact him rashly because of some boring things.

Sure enough, the assistant reported to him with some trepidation:

"Consultant, Salvatore from Maldini said he wants to see you. He seems to know about Sean and wants to discuss some troublesome things with you."

Giuseppe was not surprised when he heard this, he knew that Maldini's men would move sooner or later.But he suddenly thought of a more important fact, why didn't Luca, the baby-faced youth assistant, go with Xavier to meet those hesitant guys?He suddenly became agitated, and immediately asked Luca:

"Why are you still here, the young master didn't take you there?"

"He said the situation was not good, and asked me to wait at the Brownstone Building. He took Cesare to the negotiation site, and I think the cornerman will definitely make arrangements."

Giuseppe was a little relieved because of this. He couldn't imagine that if Xavier went to negotiate with Sean alone at this moment, would he do the same thing as he did on the shore of Lake Michigan that night.He didn't want that young master to suffer any danger anymore, just as he didn't want to let himself suffer the kind of fear and sorrow that seemed to tear his heart.Thinking of this, he ordered the baby-faced young assistant,

"Half an hour later, let Salvatore come to see me. You go to contact the corner near the negotiation site and ask them to send more manpower. Don't make anything that makes me want to do it myself."

Luca was taken aback by his cold tone, and immediately agreed repeatedly, and found the family contact book from the drawer, and then asked about Xavier's trace one by one.

And Giuseppe, after hanging up the phone with the youth assistant, immediately went to the bathroom to wash up.He changed into his usual checked cotton suit, then leaned back at his desk and lit a Havana.The gray-blue smoke rose up, making his eyes deep and quiet.

Salvatore is a tall, thin, gray-haired old man.He wore a well-tailored dark brown suit, a pair of well-crafted lace-up shoes, and carried a bamboo cane inlaid with silver.He and Giuseppe greeted eagerly, and then sat on the sofa quite politely.

Salvatore, Maldini's adviser, had visited Giuseppe at the Brownstone when he was shot.At that time, he represented the members of the family and explained to the consultant Mr. Barone that the shooting had nothing to do with Maldini. Between two families, the last face.

Giuseppe granted his request, finding him an amiable and rather easy-going character.But now, this very talkative character has an inexplicably solemn expression.Salvatore explained to Giuseppe slowly in Italian:

"Sir, as you know, Sean and Maldini have always had a close cooperation. Unfortunately, he now wants to defect and give up the relationship with Maldini. We feel deeply about this. Sorry, but I don't want Barone's characters to get involved."

He paused, then said:

"Sheehan is going to leave us, that's his business. But Maldini and Barone had an agreement before, and I'm afraid that the people in the New York Committee will have some inexplicable misunderstandings. We don't want to be wronged, Isn't it sir?"

Giuseppe listened, leaned forward a little, and then retorted in fluent Italian:

"But I'm sorry, as far as I know, there is nothing in the agreement that states that we cannot accept the forces abandoned by Maldini."

"We didn't abandon them."

"But Sean said that you exploited his due interests. Listen, sir, you have to know that many things are not as we thought. You also know Sean's business model. If he goes to other places, defect For other forces, I believe you don't want to see a new powerful enemy around you. Besides, as you said, we have an agreement that Barone will not hurt Maldini."

Salvatore disapproved of his sophistry remarks, and asked a bit harshly:

"Do you mean that the young master is doing good things for us?"

"Exactly." Giuseppe nodded cheekily, pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said solemnly, "I think this is the best thing for us."

Salvatore became angry. He felt that Giuseppe was challenging his bottom line and stimulating his nerves.He stood up abruptly from the sofa, tapped the ground with his cane, and then said:

"Little whore, don't forget about Giovanni! We all have our own karma, and no one can escape his fate. You have to take care of yourself!"

Giuseppe stared at Salvatore's back, and said lightly:

"I'm not afraid of retribution."

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