Mr. Consultant

Although Giuseppe, the consultant, made a strong promise in front of Xavier, in fact, after staring at those unnutritious letters for three or five days, he still couldn't help it, and there was a certain feeling in his heart. Depressing doubts.

He thought, maybe those messy pieces of paper didn't contain any important information at all, and what those letters wanted to convey might just be a little boring greeting.If he hadn't been able to discover the origin of this weird greeting so far, the consultant would have thrown all these waste papers into the trash can and vowed never to pry into other people's secrets again.

But he still couldn't give up, and even gained some kind of wonderful motivation from frustration and failure.He had already promised that young master that he would definitely resolve these matters, and he could not do something halfway.Even if these letters were, indeed, just nonsense, he would have to draw some meaningful conclusions from them and understand some irrefutable truths.

Although the reality is cold and ruthless, although his efforts have not responded for a long time, but what Giuseppe promised to Xavier, he must fulfill his agreement.Because of this, the consultant tortured himself silently and helplessly in his heart, and even fell into a situation of self-doubt. He couldn't help wondering whether his intuition had finally made a mistake, or whether it was the long-term Experience made him foolish.He really wanted to find Dario or Gustavo to verify these questions.Unfortunately, the above two gentlemen do not know more about this matter than he does.

Of course Giuseppe understood this matter, but he was still a little cowardly and helpless.After all, in front of his lover, in front of that young master, he cut off all escape routes and cleared up all leeway.But he doesn't regret it, and he doesn't want to take back these words. He loves Xavier, and he can do anything for him.The consultant just complained about his incompetence, his slowness, and his inability to solve the problem cleanly.

He would not tell Xavier about this kind of thing, because no matter what, he still had the calmness of an elder in front of that young master.Even for the disparity, the 12-year age gap, he has to maintain his dignity and put on an expression that can be easily resolved.

The above entangled and stubborn mentality led to the low pressure and depression of the consultant for several days.During this time, some hapless employees received a bit of a knife-like criticism, while some offices were hit by a financial storm.

And Luka, the baby-faced youth assistant, even got a little bit of a problem because of this.As the first striker facing Giuseppe, the consultant's gloomy eyes finally ignited all his pressure, so that he had to live in a nearby hospital because of a stomach ulcer attack.

In short, there is a depressing and tense air in the whole brownstone building.

But Xavier has not discovered this problem for a long time.He was weak-willed, and offered to take over everything on the second day that the consultant was working day and night.He couldn't bear to watch Giuseppe worry, let alone watch him grab the top of his head.He ached for those poor hairs, and worried about Giuseppe's future.

However, the consultant was stubborn and rejected his offer.Giuseppe badly orders him to rest and to settle the bookkeeping.Xavier had followed his lead at first, not wanting his mood to turn sour for these frivolous reasons.But soon, the young master discovered that Giuseppe could not be expected to lie on the bed and sleep by himself, let alone eat something spontaneously.

Therefore, Xavier finally decided to use the power of the head of his family. For the first time, he called the consultant by his full name and asked him to stop this life-threatening behavior immediately.Giuseppe didn't react to what he said all at once, his pale and haggard face was lifted up, and it took a long time to spit out a meaningless and vicious counterattack from his dry and cracked lips.

Of course Xavier wouldn't argue with him about this kind of frivolous question, he just picked Giuseppe up from the chair before he could pull out his cock.The consultant felt unreasonable about this, he tried to break Xavier's palm, and then broke free from his arms.But this kind of thing that Giuseppe can't do normally, let alone what happened at this moment, his extremely weak situation.

So the consultant had no choice but to sadly let Xavier throw him on the bed like a sandbag, and then be stared at by the young master for a long time with an expression that was about to eat people.Xavier's hands were cupped over his ears, imprisoning his movements, preventing him from looking away or paying attention.And those honey brown eyes, and the entangled emotions in those honey brown eyes, made him inexplicably embarrassed and made him inexplicably palpitate.

Giuseppe had no choice but to obey the young master's decision. He could no longer resist any proposal from Xavier.After all, that damned love will always wipe out all the dissatisfaction and suspicion in his heart when he wants to fight.Even if he mentions [-]% determination, it can't compare with the one-thousandth ability of this kind of love.

Therefore, he had no choice but to discuss with the young master, read those boring letters in turn, and solve these mindless things as soon as possible while maintaining the operation of Barone.As daunting as the task is, neither of them has the vision to outsmart the other.The identity of the intermediary is still unclear, and it is best for them not to reveal the direction and purpose of the investigation.

At the same time, the consultant also agreed with Xavier to guarantee six hours of sleep and the order of three meals a day.Giuseppe instinctively felt that this was a stupid thing to do.Christ, he started working day and night when the young master could not speak Italian.He doesn't need this kind of inexplicable pity, nor this kind of unproductive tenderness.But when he realized the good intentions in pity and tenderness that he spurned, this kind of helpless good intentions from Xavier, he could no longer raise any strength to argue.

Ah, terrible love, which pampered him and made him fearless.

But it is a pity that the result of this thoughtless agreement is not the only one.By mid-August, news finally came from Dario.The humorous little old man got in touch with Giuseppe by phone.He told the consultant that he already understood Maldini's situation, and invited him to a villa on the shore of Lake Michigan.

Giuseppe was completely stimulated by this phone call. He solved the approval of dozens of reports at once like a machine on the assembly line, and then freed up the weekend to pull in the The young master came to Dario's residence.

The little, jovial old man greeted them and entertained them warmly in their rooms.He produced some goat cheese, some cigars, and some chilled brandy.He kept silent, watching Giuseppe packing the coat and leather shoes for the young master, and suddenly understood something inexplicable.He said to the consultant:

"Giuseppe, my boy, did Xavier bully you all the time to make you look like this?"

After hearing this, Xavier wanted to defend a few words, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by the consultant.While smoking a cigarette viciously, Giuseppe pushed the young master's back so that he would not stand in front of him, let alone stand in place like a telegraph pole.Giuseppe was categorical and serious, explaining the reason to Dario, he said:

"He didn't bully me, old man, and he didn't get me in some way. He just had some terrible love for me. And very unfortunately, if you must know, I'm not afraid of any frights. I can tell you that I love him more than I love myself."

"Christ……"

Daario froze for a moment, then kept crossing himself on his chest.It took him a long time before he recovered from the indescribable surprise and realized some inconsistencies.He couldn't understand why the consultant, who was as trustworthy as he was, would do such a contradictory thing.Therefore, Dario didn't care about the young master's face, and asked bluntly:

"Giuseppe, you were here once and told me you'd take care of these things. Is that what you mean by 'handling'?"

"Daario, I've lived for 36 years, and I've been working for Barone for almost a fifth of a century. Occasionally, I will be self-willed once in a while, and let those bullshit principles and rules go to hell with me."

"But Giuseppe, my boy..."

Xavier listened to the back-and-forth, fruitless debate between the consultant and another retired consultant.He vowed that he never wanted to be literally caught between these two equally eloquent characters, let alone be used as the main argument for their quarrel.

Therefore, the young master had no choice but to resign himself to his fate, and took the lead in pulling Giuseppe into his arms, and while telling him to calm down, he humbly explained the rather tortuous reasons to Dario.In short, with his efforts, the old man seemed to finally understand the inevitability and irrepressibility of this kind of emotion.

Dario sighed helplessly, and then explained to Giuseppe that he did not intend to blame him. He was just worried about the situation of the consultant, and worried that he would suffer some cruel and painful criticism.Moreover, Antonio entrusted Giuseppe to the old man, and he was obliged to take care of the hysterical Mr. Workaholic.Even though Giuseppe is already an adult, he still thinks from the bottom of his heart that he should have nothing and should experience the bloody storms in the world.

Dario's expression softened to the point of sadness.He nodded, as if expressing some kind of silent acquiescence to the whole absurdity, from beginning to end.He motioned Giuseppe to go into the dining room, to the sunny window, and let him explain Maldini's news.

But at this moment, the door of the villa was knocked hard, and Dario came to the door impatiently, and then let in a figure that neither Giuseppe nor Xavier could believe.Gustavo, the cheerful second-in-command, obviously hasn't figured it all out yet.He stared dumbfounded at the young master and Giuseppe in his arms, and then suddenly let out a rather ridiculous cry.

Giuseppe pretended to cough a few times, then pushed Xavier away, and went into the restaurant as if nothing happened.However, before he could take a few steps, he heard Gustavo asking unabashedly from behind:

"So, did they end up in that relationship?"

The consultant was tempted to go back and explain the subtle reasons.But he felt that this was somewhat deliberate, and also somewhat suspected of getting darker and darker, so he had no choice but to slow down as much as possible, hoping to hear something definite.He thought that Xavier would definitely handle it well, and he didn't have to be guilty of doing so.Unfortunately, it appears to be Dario Lombardi who answered the question.

The funny little old man said to Gustavo in a very exaggerated tone:

"Yes, as you can see, they finally became this inexplicable relationship."

When Gustavo heard this, his cheeks blushed inexplicably.He walked over to shake hands with Xavier, and said "Congratulations" from the bottom of his heart.Because of these four words, Giuseppe almost slipped and fell into Dario's living room.

But in any case, this small episode cannot prevent the atmosphere from moving in a serious direction.Dario's meaning is very clear, he must have something important to announce, and then summoned all the cores of Barone.Giuseppe realized this, and took the initiative to retreat from the front seat. He sat obliquely behind Xavier, and expressed his humility and respect without reservation.

Daario shared some brandy with them, and looked at the elite of Chicago's thugs.He opened his mouth slowly, and mentioned the news he had inquired from New York to these vigorous gentlemen.He adjusted his chair slightly, and explained this complicated matter about Maldini's fate as comprehensively and focused as possible. He said:

"I have learned something very important from the friends of Don Gilardino and Don Maldini. You should listen quietly and wait for me to finish speaking before publishing your suggestions."

He paused and was affirmed by everyone present, so he added:

"Piero, or rather Don Maldini, does not intend to hand over the family business to his son Lorenzo Maldini. Lorenzo's strengths are as obvious as his weaknesses are fatal. .He took violence too seriously, and instead lost the patience to communicate with big shots.

So Del Piero tried to get in touch with New York, merge their operations, and put Lorenzo in charge of the Chicago area.

I think he's doing the right thing, even the smart one, because the second in command is going to screw everything up sooner or later.But he himself didn't think so, and he didn't know how stupid he was to point his gun at the MP.For this, he controlled Don Gilardino, betrayed his father, and seized all the power in his hands.

This incident happened at the end of last year. Don Gilardino originally planned to sign an agreement with the New York Committee after he leveled Chicago.So Lorenzo can only stop him, preferring to give up the victory in the total war.He could not allow himself to work for others, nor could he accept the family business as someone else's property.

The above is all the information I know. "

Daario took a sip of the brandy, and seeing the excited and cruel expressions in the eyes of the villains, he suddenly realized something helpless, aware of the nature of the world they lived in.

"Well, I can't expect you to help poor Maldini, but for Christ's sake, and for Don Gilardino's sake, you'd better spare his life."

"We won't." Xavier said, raising his glass.He clinked glasses with Gustavo and Giuseppe, and then preached mercilessly in Italian:

"For our unstoppable cause, for our ultimate victory."

But things ended there, until these gentlemen decided to unify Chicago, but the real ending has not yet ushered in.Giuseppe drove the pure white Cadillac and decided to take the young master back to the brownstone building.After all, there are still a lot of things, a pile of letters, waiting for them to deal with.

Xavier complained that he couldn't understand those inexplicable sentences.Giuseppe taunted him as always, making jokes that he could only say obscene things in Italian.The young master had suffered a great injustice and wanted to make some excuses, but Giuseppe suddenly stepped on the brakes and realized something quite simple.

Xavier spoke only the Sicilian dialect and could not understand the spelling and pronunciation of the northern regions.

Yes, North, Giuseppe had studied in Bologna, so he understood those words.And Albert, who had done business in the north in his early years, should also be familiar with these terms.But other than that, Barone is dominated by Sicilian immigrants, with few people who know the language well...

Paul Greco,

Giuseppe wanted to have a good talk with him.

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Volume Seven: The New Age