Mr. Consultant

The office on the third floor of the brownstone was silent except for sunlight dancing through the shutters.Those shining light and shadows are projected on the solid wood tabletop, in the glass lampshade, and also in the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the consultant's nose.

After Salvatore left aggrieved, Giuseppe ordered the baby-faced young assistant to move Maldini-related business information to his office as soon as possible.He needs to know their finances, their internal forces, even the tiniest business.

Luca was a little baffled by this. He always thought that this consultant knew Maldini's information just like he knew himself.But in fact, as far as Giuseppe is concerned, they still know too little, too little, for this rather delicate situation.

Giuseppe instinctively believed that there must have been some huge changes within the Maldini family.He hadn't heard from that leader, Piero Maldini, for a long time. It seemed that the Italian old man known for his iron blood had completely disappeared since the middle of the all-out war.

He wanted to know what happened, but his opponent blocked all the news, so that he could not know the slightest, specific information.He also asked Dario, and other friends in Chicago, but they couldn't understand the reason for this weird incident.

Therefore, the consultant can only turn to these non-speaking materials, trying to find some valuable clues from them.He quickly flipped through all the documents. Although it was not obvious, he still found some important information.

After that, the consultant sat at his desk, facing the dense data in front of him, and began to think about a rather complicated problem.The Havana cigar in his hand has not been extinguished, and the mist is hazy around his fingertips.The pure white ash falling from the cigar landed on the open folder without any extra sound.

He was thinking, thinking about Salvatore's intentions, thinking about Sheen.Salvatore made it very clear that Maldini did not agree with the deal between Barone and the northern drug dealers, and did not allow them to do such a similar poaching.Moreover, that gentleman also mentioned Don Gilardino and the power of the New York Committee, hoping to let Giuseppe understand that if he does not withdraw his resolution immediately, this matter will inevitably spread to New York. In the ears of those big men.

Giuseppe certainly understood what Salvatore meant, fully understood, and even somewhat anticipated Maldini's reaction.But in the final analysis, their thoughts have nothing to do with him.He is just a gentle villain, not a sympathetic philanthropist, let alone take into account the feelings of his opponents.All he had to consider was the weapons in their hands, not the various threats and infamy they clamored for.It is very clear that some people gain benefits and others lose them. However, when people lose something, they always deliberately forget it.

Giuseppe does not accept this kind of forgetting from the bottom of his heart. He still remembers the situation of those thugs chasing and killing him, the roar of those machine guns, and those soldiers who died.He vowed to let out this bad breath, not caring about the time, but only caring about the retribution thousands of times and hundreds of times.

No matter what Don Gilardino said, no matter what the New York Committee did, Barone and Maldini were eternal enemies.Even if they have now signed a peace agreement with each other, this agreement was meant to be torn up, and it was an opportunity for the next war.

But at this moment, Giuseppe still couldn't fully reveal his terrifying intentions.Because he still has some things to verify, and some pros and cons to weigh.He wanted to find out whether the relationship between Maldini and the New York Committee was as unbreakable as they advertised.Of course, the deal with Sean was full of benefits, and it didn't violate any regulations in the peace treaty, but there was never a shortage of things that turned black and white in this world.And what Giuseppe wants to figure out is whether this matter is worth the immoral actions of those big shots.

He thinks the answer is no.Because in the final analysis, all of this is a contradiction within Chicago and has little to do with New York.Sean has refused to go on with Maldini, so no matter who he wants to join, it is his freedom, and he is not subject to anyone's retention.Even if New York intervenes in this dispute and gets involved in this disagreement, it will not gain the slightest benefit from it.Sean will not join them, and they themselves have their own businesses in New York.What's more, Don Gilardino is aware of Giuseppe's means, agrees with his personality, and will not sit idly by.Even if the old man doesn't express an opinion, his silence is itself a pressure, a pressure that can make other characters hesitate.

On the other hand, Giuseppe is more concerned about Sean's sincerity.He was worried that the leader would go back on his word, set a trap for them, and deceived their feelings.After all, Giuseppe has not discussed this business with Sean in detail so far, and the young master is handling all the matters, which makes Giuseppe always have certain doubts in his heart.

Of course, he didn't want to doubt his lover, doubt Xavier's decision, but in view of the terrible accidents in the past, he felt that he had to take this risk into account.But after Giuseppe carefully recalled the young master's few words about this matter, he spontaneously believed that the probability of this risk was actually very small.

The most important reason is that Sean is still hesitating to make a deal with them. He seems to have scruples about Maldini, and he doesn't fully believe in the agreement given by Barone.If he had intended to deceive, he should not have committed such a confusing act.Then again, Sean has nowhere to go, and Salvatore's visit to Giuseppe is very telling. They no longer hope to continue the cooperation between each other, but hope that Barone will not accept interests that belong to them.Will Sheehan leave Chicago, the land he has worked so hard for decades?The answer is undoubtedly no, and if he did, others would look down on his character.

Thinking of this, Giuseppe realized that all risks had been liquidated.He has made his choice and will carry it through to the end.And at this moment, the young master opened the door, walked up to him, and said to Giuseppe with a rather unbeatable expression:

"Honey, do you miss me?"

"Little cutie, don't ask such silly questions, of course uncle misses you."

Giuseppe laughed, retorting maliciously.He saw the little young master raised his eyebrows slightly after listening, and then leaned over in front of him.Xavier's hand crossed the desk, pinched the consultant's chin, and then looked at him speechlessly with a pair of honey brown eyes.

He heard from Luka that after he left, the consultant hurriedly sent someone to protect his safety and investigate his whereabouts.Therefore, Xavier felt a burst of inexplicable pride from the bottom of his heart, and even felt a little bit out of bounds.He thought that Giuseppe should still care about him, and he didn't regard him as some hopeless burden, let alone completely deny his words and deeds.

Xavier was delighted by this, and his head began to repeat the vulgar, unnutritious "Giuseppe, I love you" endlessly.But he still couldn't say this sentence, as if it was a fatal spell, he could only gently kiss the corner of Giuseppe's mouth, and then combed the hair on the back of the consultant's head with his hands, as if forever The entanglement of lips and teeth is tireless.It took him a long time before he let go of the out of breath workaholic, and then smiled and said to him:

"I am back."

Giuseppe felt baffled, and the rationality in his mind gained the upper hand for a short time, making him want to put the ashtray on the young master's head so that he could fully wake up.But just before he uttered those retorting words, the surging love suddenly gave him a loud slap, which made him relive the deep kiss that actually had no meaning.

It made Giuseppe sadly aware that he might have no reason to be angry at all, not at all.Xavier's closeness, Xavier's warmth, isn't this what he hopes for?Why did he kill this kindness with his own hands?

When he thought of this, the expression on his face softened again, even with some kind of soft emotion.He lowered his eyes helplessly, sighed deeply again, and said as if accepting his fate:

"Okay, it's good that you come back."

After he finished speaking, he put the cigar in his hand on the ashtray, then pulled out the folders covered in ash on the table, and tidied them up carefully.The long metal chain on his temples swayed with his light movements, flashing a faint light and shadow.

"What did Maldini do to you again, it's worth your time to investigate the news?" Xavier asked, seeing the contents of the folder in Giuseppe's hand, worried that something he didn't know had happened.Although the two of them had already signed an agreement, the young master didn't believe that Maldini would stop there. Just like Barone, they themselves were still trying to get more benefits.

Giuseppe replied without raising his head:

"Salvatore, Maldini's adviser came to me before and asked me not to interfere in the affairs of the north..."

After hearing this, Xavier was a little inexplicably worried, and immediately asked Giuseppe for his response.He was worried that until now, the consultant had put forward some kind of objection, or simply ended the matter unreasonably.He and Sean have discussed it for a long time, and spent a lot of time and patience. He doesn't want these things to be wasted, and he doesn't want to lose his reputation.

Thankfully, Giuseppe didn't put him at a considerable disadvantage, as Xavier thought.The consultant just picked up the cigar from the ashtray and said in Italian in a nasty voice:

"Fucking bullshit! Who does Sean want to do business with? That's Sean's business. What does it have to do with Maldini? Don't they expect their opponents to take care of them like a dear mother and be considerate of their situation? Forgive them for their evil deeds?"

He paused, then sneered bitterly,

"So I told Salvatore to go back to his hometown immediately and come talk to me when he has some kind of proposal that is not so naive, that doesn't make people laugh."

His bad attitude made the young master wonder if the breakfast in the Brownstone building was really terrible today.After all, in Xavier's eyes, this Mr. Consultant should be some kind of high-sounding example, a model of gentle scum, he seems to be born with a sanctimonious appearance, and has nothing to do with those foul language and derogation.

But now, the consultant is unceremoniously criticizing Maldini's stupidity, and seems to remember the mortal old enmity and the situation where he was cornered because of the pursuit.Thinking of this, Xavier suddenly realized what happened.Salvatore, Maldini's adviser, should have thoroughly annoyed the hysterical gentleman, not only because of the proposal about Sheen, but perhaps for other, more personal reasons.

"Giuseppe, my dear, don't be angry with such nonsense..." he said as he lit a cigarette and brought a solid wooden chair from the corner of the room.Xavier sat in a chair, intending to discuss the results of today's meeting with Giuseppe.He said:

"Sheen seems to have heard some strange news and wants to take back the previous agreement. Although he didn't say it clearly, I think that's what he meant."

Hearing about the business, the consultant immediately stopped his ambiguous complaints. He put the cigar in his hand, leaned forward, and said to the young master:

"To be honest, just now, I considered Maldini's ability and Sean's situation, and I think this business is worth fighting for. In the short term, it will be difficult for us to find a more cost-effective deal than this. If we don't take Get it down, Barone, and the cause of Chicago will be years behind. Xavier, you're a smart man, you understand it."

"Wait... wait, you want to unify Chicago?" Xavier was taken aback by Giuseppe's words. He would never have imagined that such madness was hidden in the calm and wise mind of this consultant. thought.He felt that something must have been wrong. Although he had not thought about revenge against those Maldini guys, he always thought that it would be some years later, not in the foreseeable future, let alone at this moment.

But it is a pity that the consultant does not seem to understand his above ideas.Giuseppe pushed his pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and then said to Xavier solemnly:

"It's not I who want to unify Chicago, it's you."

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