Mr. Consultant

Fortunately, Giuseppe, the hysterical consultant, couldn't find a reason to refute Germano's words.He had no choice but to be a little depressed, and begged the famous Chicago killer to end this uncomfortable topic as soon as possible.So Germano, as always, brought up something even more uncomfortable.He described to Giuseppe the circumstances of Paul's death, and how he had thrown the poor hornet into Lake Michigan.

Giuseppe didn't have any interest in this, but he couldn't interrupt Germano's eloquent description, after all, he didn't want to be asked about his relationship with that young master.Therefore, he had no choice but to put on a serious look and listen to how Paul was killed, how his corpse was dismembered, what color his internal organs were, and where his blood spattered.And these unnutritious, useless information made the consultant lose his appetite for a whole week.

Xavier felt a little sympathetic to him, and wanted to tell him that there was actually no need to avoid these things about love.In the final analysis, the tricks and selfishness they have created between them have already caused a lot of trouble, and everyone knows it, and it is short of being published in the local newspapers in Chicago.Although the consultant complained about this for a long time and made many inexplicable threats, he couldn't stop the rumors from spreading, just as he couldn't stop the young master from being happy with the rumors from the bottom of his heart.

If it weren't for Giuseppe's eyeballs all over Chicago, Xavier would even like to publish a special report on the relationship between the leader of Barone and the consultant at his own expense, and in this way completely cut off the retreat of the consultant and his long-term relationship with him. Existence of resistance.He thought that Giuseppe should become his own, thoroughly, his own.Even though this topic is often perfunctory by the consultant with ingenious sophistry, Xavier still expects this and will not give up his purpose.

Hey, anyway, this is all the consultant's own fault.If he hadn't raised Xavier to be so stubborn, or Xavier to be so unscrupulous, he wouldn't have been in this strange and inexplicable situation.

In the end, Giuseppe had to accept this inexplicable situation. He admitted his relationship with Xavier without hesitation, and even kissed the young master in front of others and flirted with him on his shoulder.Those members of the old school went through the process from being shocked to turning a blind eye to this, and finally got used to this situation without any complaints.They thought that this was all about the young master and the consultant, and had no relevant interests with them.But no matter whether they support it or not, they will offend a gentleman who is not easy to provoke, and cause a little heart-pounding fear.

Therefore, at this time, Xavier's identity played a wonderful appeal for the first time.These old guys carefully calculated in their hearts that the young master was the leader of the family, and according to the mafia's commandments, Giuseppe could not resist his orders no matter what.That's enough, and it allows them to immediately recognize the reality and make some pretty sensible responses to it.As for that Mr. Consultant, although he is scary and has some substantial power, in the final analysis, it is Xavier's "wife", and he should obey the young master's decision.

In this way, these old guys seemed to be manipulated by the baton, and fell to Xavier's position with a high degree of tacit understanding.The consultant couldn't get rid of the pressure of the crowd, so he had no choice but to continue his acting skills that were shortlisted for the Academy Award in dissatisfaction.He wanted to know when that young master would get tired of such a sweet and disgusting thing.But it is a pity that Xavier seems to have regarded it as the highest pleasure in life.

Damn, it's worthless!

Giuseppe judged viciously in his heart, but pretended to be extremely gentle, and whispered some meaningless and tasteless whispers to the young master.He couldn't understand what there was to be happy about in such a thing, what was worth the little young master's terrible smirk and never tired of it.However, in his heart, in his heart full of work, he really wanted to try his best to please that young master, even though he himself didn't understand the meaning of this behavior.

Thankfully, Xavier finally discovered his mistake and stupidity after half a month.Damn it, why did he show the only and lovely place of that consultant to others, and let others know such inexplicable things?He felt a little regretful, and wished that all the old people would lose their memory, but he dared not tell Giuseppe about this complicated feeling.After all, the consultant, long ago, showed a look of foolishness in his gray-green eyes.

But in fact, if you insist on explaining, Giuseppe and Xavier are considering two completely unrelated issues.But their thinking has always been parallel, and the only miraculous intersection was exhausted in the previous, earth-shattering confession.But they can always return to the same path inexplicably, as if there is some kind of agreement.It's like this silly and ridiculous farce in the brownstone building, which finally ends with the silence between the two people.

Of course, it's limited to stopping in front of others.

Other than that, the affairs of the Barone family are running in an orderly manner.All the materials needed for the war are gradually arriving, and they are being quietly transported to hidden warehouses everywhere.Under the leadership of Gustavo, the army conducted another large-scale expansion and exercise.Fernando played his role quite effectively and met Xavier's expectations. Guided by war heroes and those legendary stories, young people became more willing to play for Barone.

By mid-September, Erwin, the up-and-coming Yankee congressman, brought Giuseppe news.He was grateful for what the consultant had done for him in the past, and hoped to express his sincerest kindness with a grand banquet.

Giuseppe wholeheartedly welcomed this repayment, since in some respects he too had come to charge interest.He agreed to Erwin's trembling proposal, and due to security concerns, he set the location in the lobby of the Barone Hotel.

The crystal chandeliers were brilliantly lit up again, black tuxedos mixed with bright flowers.The hallucinatory halos in those wine glasses, those soft whispers like sighs, seem to be carved into time, with a certain unchanging characteristic.The forest of high society remains the same, and the river of power and money remains the same, but the color of each leaf is different, and the flow of each drop of river water is different.

Xavier was wearing an expensive gown of thick satin, and he thought back to the time in this hall.Holding the wine glass, he looked at the noisy and unfamiliar crowd in front of him, thinking about where he should go in the future.His original dream began with Don Gilardino, but the idol in his eyes, the immortal star he pursued, has always been only Giuseppe's every move.Even though he knew that he would never be able to become the Mr. Advisor, he was tender about it.

Even though he did many stupid things and brought many losses, he finally found his own appearance in the blood and pain.If he hadn't chosen to embark on this thorny road, if he hadn't chosen to give up his life of doing nothing, he might have had nothing, and he might have died under Maldini's gun, with few generalizations engraved on the tombstone.

Life and destiny are unreasonable, cruel and cruel things.

But there are always people who can get the true meaning of life, the goal and trajectory of a lifetime in that cruelty.Although this arrogant goal, this illusory trajectory, is only a remnant of impulse, it only needs a few tenths of a second to consider.But the so-called gears of the world, the karma of karma, have all changed the law under some inexplicable impulse.

Since many years ago, since Xavier was dragged into the world of the Mafia by Don Barone, there is only one helpless explanation for his wishes and actions.He wants to control his life, follow his own will, hope to get rid of those entangled concepts, and maintain everything without any scruples.He resisted the arrangements of the outside world, and even pretended to be ignorant of other people's kindness.He was numb and happy, but he could never escape the restless emotions hanging over his head.He is always unwilling, and always feels that the current life is not a fact that he should be able to accept.

Giuseppe's wounds allowed him to grasp the essence of this idea.His cowardice does nothing but make life more chaotic and unmanageable.What he needs is strength, not endless shirking of responsibility.After all, the strong never fight against characters, their enemy is only the unsolvable fate itself.

The young master, therefore, at a certain point, out of love for Giuseppe, or anger at some kind of lingering life, made some impulsive promises.At that time, he didn't understand the consequences of such an agreement, nor did he understand what this agreement could bring.This cannot be said to be a fluke, but behind the luck, he has paid countless pains after all.

And these wounds that can only be healed by the consultant enable Xavier to stand here glamorously, and gain the sincere respect of those big figures with a body born in a slum.He looked at everything under the crystal lamp, and suddenly revealed a certain steady and unfathomable expression, just like Don Barrone.His face is still young, but the story of vicissitudes contained in those eyes seems to have experienced countless wind and rain.

Just when he was caught in that deep, almost unrememberable past, Giuseppe, the advisor, brought Erwin to him.Wearing a well-crafted black suit, the Yankee congressman, who was no longer poor, expressed his most sincere greetings to the young master in a calm and humble manner.He was no longer the shivering young man in the brownstone foyer with ill-fitting leather shoes.

He has gained a lot of things and has a lot of power, not to mention that he doesn't have to beg for help in such a low voice.But the more he possessed, the more cautious he became, the less he dared to disobey that consultant, and the less he dared to disobey Xavier's orders.This is not only his gratitude, but also his guarantee to maintain friendship.

"Sir," said Erwin, "thank you for coming, and for all you have done for me."

Xavier smiled softly, and handed the wine glass in his hand to the consultant. While shaking hands with Erwin tightly, he said:

"I'm just a good-for-nothing sign. You should thank Giuseppe for organizing these relationships. And after all, I'm supposed to do something for you while drinking your champagne and eating your caviar."

"Speaking of which . . . sir, I cannot refrain from making a presumptuous invitation."

Erwin said, let his movie star, beautiful wife, thank Xavier.Daisy wore a long, off-the-shoulder gown studded with sequins and tassels, and her long golden hair was pulled back and adorned with large white pearls.She was still afraid of that young master, and still afraid of these beasts in suits, but she no longer needed to rely on rent to dress up, nor did she need to rely on meaningless confrontation to live.

She knows how to hide her thoughts, and how to put on a soft and sweet look.Although she still doesn't understand the reason why Erwin continues to entangle with these villains, and she still doesn't understand what these seemingly kind gentlemen want to get, but she understands the importance of life now, and she can't abandon this hard-won abundant.

So Daisy could hold out her diamond-ringed hand and smile at Xavier, her own demon.With a good voice, she told the young master how much she hoped that the leader of Barone could become the godfather of her child.This is the result of his discussion with Erwin. Even if they have lived a life that was unimaginable before, they still need to make sure that this life is not a short-lived fireworks mirage.

Xavier was a little surprised by this. After all, for him, the term "Godfather" should appear on the old Don Barone, not on the head of a young man in his 20s.He winked at Giuseppe, hoping to get some definite information from the consultant.But the consultant just shook the glass and put on a certain theater look.

The young master knew this was the ending, so he had no choice but to think about the whole matter.Although he felt that it was somewhat premature, he could not refuse others' kindness no matter what.So, he said to the young couple in front of him:

"Well, if you don't mind, please allow me to attend your child's baptism."

A satisfied smile appeared on Erwin's face. He was elated and hoped to announce this to the guests present.But just before he asked the waiter to bring champagne, an old man covered in blood rushed into the hall with screams.

The crowd stirred, and the pampered gentlemen and ladies had never seen such cruelty.Erwin was a little confused, and wanted to ask the consultant if this was a problem with Barone's gang.But Giuseppe didn't wait for him to speak, his face was already livid, and he walked quickly to the old man.He looked down at the terrified and sad figure on the ground, and suddenly said:

"Salvatore, this is not the place for you. You'd better get out of the house immediately. Otherwise, I'll call the guards to pick you up and throw you on the street like garbage."

"No, no, I beg you!"

Salvatore, Maldini's adviser, struggled desperately, praying to Giuseppe with a hoarse voice.He trembled all over, and blood-stained tears poured out of his cloudy eyes, and he said:

"That bastard, Lorenzo Maldini, he's going to kill me! Sir, I take back all the offensive words I said before, and I just beg you to ignore the past and protect my life!"

The author has something to say:

I accidentally muttered a bit yesterday, going out is not suitable for a fat house like me, I am really tired orz thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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