Mr. Consultant

Although Xavier and the consultant had discussed meeting Don Gilardino at the Waldorf Astoria, when he actually sat in the reception room, he still wanted to reconfirm everything with Giuseppe. matter.Last night, they sorted out the news about Maldini that they knew so far, sorted out the main points, and figured out the details.

Lorenzo Maldini, the impulsive second-in-command, probably heard about the family merger in Total War.He couldn't understand his father's unreasonable decision, let alone the submissive words of those cadres.He finds it ridiculous, and finds it hard to believe that these causes watered with blood, these fortresses built with life can be so easily turned into someone else's property with just a few lines of treaty.

Despite his father, Don Maldini, and his numerous explanations, the family merged only at the most superficial level.Chicago's industries remained unchanged, and he still enjoyed most of the benefits of them.They just added a higher leader, an extra powerful backer, and a little more effective ability.

However, Lorenzo did not believe so. He thought that his father was foolish and was bewitched by New York to make such an inexplicable proposal.For this reason, he discussed with Don Maldini for a long time, and even used a lot of helpless persuasion and threats, but they couldn't make the old man change his mind.Don Maldini seemed to recognize Lorenzo's character, and was quite resolute and stubborn, rejecting all feelings that could interfere with him.

But in the world, is there any father who is willing to admit the failure of his own child and the lack of progress of his child?

From the bottom of his heart, Don Maldini didn't want to see such a scene, and didn't want to accept such a thing.However, the responsibility of the family rests on his shoulders. He is not only the father of Lorenzo, he is also the leader of Maldini, and he is also related to the fate of everyone.Even though handing over the family to someone else is like tearing his lungs apart, he doesn't want to see these businesses being destroyed by Lorenzo, and he doesn't want to see his son die because of some kind of hopeless His stupidity cost him his life.He, an old man with few days left, is doing his best to protect his family, whether it is in the sense of the mafia or in the sense of blood.

But unfortunately, Lorenzo did not know this idea, nor did he know the pain and sacrifice behind it.He just didn't understand what he did wrong to deserve this ridiculous accident and unfair treatment.Without this farce, he would have inherited Maldini's career and the position of leader, and he thought he would not be inferior to his father.He also made many plans, many ambitions, and many vigorous expectations.He couldn't accept that his hopes were shattered by the old man's few words, even though the old man acted quite helplessly, even with a pleading tone for this reason.

At such times, the impulsive and brutal emotions in Lorenzo's nature took over again.After several days and nights of consideration, he believed that this matter could not be left alone, and he could not sit still and wait for death.Although he also knew that this kind of thinking was ridiculous, but he had no choice, and there was no retreat that could be called redemption.So he took his penis, ran to the old man's bedroom, and ordered him to leave the villa and go to the prison that had already been prepared.

To his surprise, Don Maldini did not make any resistance, he just looked at Lorenzo's emotionless eyes with a sad and desperate face.This old man seemed to have been sucked out of all the vitality in his body by a demon in an instant, and because of this, he revealed a kind of lifeless aging and silence like ashes.

Don Maldini turned his head numbly, and then obeyed Lorenzo's orders as if he had accepted his inescapable fate.Slowly, he packed his things and put his wife's portrait in his pocket.This old man who dominated half of the world in Chicago would never have imagined that his legend would come to an end in such a way.He didn't resent, nor did he have the slightest regret.It was he himself who raised his son to be like this, so he should accept all retribution.Don Maldini just mourns, for himself, for Lorenzo, for the employees who will lose his family, for his friends and enemies in hell.

His tears rolled down from the cloudy eyes, from the wrinkled eye sockets, rolled down the old cheeks, and dripped on the cold marble.There is no temperature, no echo.Lorenzo didn't understand the meaning behind this tear. All he could understand in his mind was terror and fear, but there was no such feeling between human beings that makes people weak and makes people strong.

In short, in any case, Lorenzo's stupid behavior provided Barone with an opportunity to take advantage of.The consultant learned these stories from Dario, and made the decision to unify Chicago.He and the young master explained all the details of the meeting and the words that must be conveyed in the Waldorf Astoria Hotel.Giuseppe intends to let Xavier speak and let the young master negotiate with Don Gilardino about the situation in Chicago.After all, even if he had any friendship with that old man, he couldn't assume the position of the head of the family and damage their respect.

Although the young master understood these rather complicated reasons, he was still worried about doing something ridiculous in front of Don Gilardino.At most, he had spoken a few high-sounding words with those big shots in Chicago, but most of them were meaningless and just polite to each other.He has never explained his thoughts and expressed his vision to such a respected gentleman.Xavier was a little anxious because of this, so he almost suffered from insomnia.

Giuseppe had no choice but to explain the logic contained in the words to him one by one.He asked Xavier to bring up the agreement in the Federal Hotel at the beginning, after all, it was directly related to Don Gilardino, so that there would be no abrupt feeling, and the topic would not become too blunt.Then, Xavier should tell the old man about Chicago in detail, and tell him what happened when he met Sean in the past.Xavier must let Don Gilardino realize that Maldini under the control of Lorenzo has become the main source of instability. Barone has no intention of causing disputes, but he will definitely not sit idly by.Afterwards, he had to explain why his opponent chose to tear up the treaty at this moment, explain exactly what kind of betrayal Lorenzo had made to his father, and what kind of morality he had violated.And, he wants to declare again that his enemy is Lorenzo, not Maldini as a whole.

The young master was so dizzy by his series of explanations that he even had to take a pen and paper from the drawer, and then made all the suggestions that the consultant said into concise words. notes.And this terrible education continued until early this morning, until Giuseppe was too tired to keep his eyes open.Xavier had no choice but to comfort him, telling him to relax, and while hugging the sleeping consultant, he tried his best to recite those headache words.

All of the above led to the thick dark circles on the young master's face, and his drowsy expression at this moment.He was sitting side by side with Giuseppe in the reception room, wearing the most advanced linen suit, and was a little restless by the cold air from the air conditioner.

Xavier asked the consultant for the fifth cigarette, and rather willfully, asked him to light it for himself before delivering it to his mouth.Although Giuseppe felt stupid about it from the bottom of his heart, he had to save some pathetic decency for Barone because of the fact that he was in New York.He took out a cigarette and a lighter from his suit pocket, and was about to light one, when he saw the young master, stealthily, taking out a crumpled note from his coat pocket.The corner of Giuseppe's mouth twitched, wanting him to stop this meaningless behavior immediately.But he couldn't speak, Xavier's anxiety seemed to have infected him, causing his finger holding the lighter to tremble for some unknown reason.

Damn, he's nervous ass!

Giuseppe was full of surprise, staring at the unlit cigarette in his hand, and suddenly gave up this kind of nonsense.Instead, like the young master, he straightened his back and sat on the spot silently.There was only the irritating roar of the air conditioner in the room, but there was no other sound.

After an unknown amount of time, a secretary in a black suit invited the two of them to the office.Giuseppe quickly stood up from the chair, even ignoring the numbness and weakness caused by sitting for a long time.He followed the young master and walked into Don Gilardino's office with him.

This spacious office located on the top floor of the building does not have too many gorgeous decorations. There are only a set of walnut wooden desks and chairs, and a few black leather sofas, which are placed beside the green plants in the corner. They look like a few little ghosts who shrink their heads.

Don Gilardino was wearing a gray-blue, somewhat worn linen suit, and he still looked fat and amiable.He walked over, shook hands with that young master warmly, and let them sit down on the leather sofa.The old man looked at Xavier's appearance carefully, and then asked Giuseppe, full of doubts, whether he and the young master had met somewhere.

Giuseppe put on that gentle mask again, looking calm and dignified, like some kind of accomplished elite.He pushed the brilliant gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then explained to the old man with a gentle smile that when he was at the Federal Hotel, this young master had attended their meeting in disguise.

Don Gilardino laughed heartily, patted Xavier on the back, and distributed the cigars he had hidden in the drawer to them.Giuseppe didn't answer, but just lowered his head to strike a match, and very respectfully, helped Xavier light a cigarette.At the same time, he heard the old man asking in a low and hoarse voice:

"I heard that you have something to report about the situation in Chicago?"

Through the cigar smoke, it was difficult for Xavier to distinguish the expression of the old man, but he had no way out, and he had to complete the tasks entrusted by his family.So the young master cleared his throat, and followed Giuseppe's instructions to explain to Don Gilardino what happened in Chicago.He asked the old man for the necessary permission, for a cause for war.

Don Gilardino listened quietly to his words, the expression on his face suddenly became a little complicated, and it was difficult to see the original intention hidden in it.He was biting a cigarette, and his breath was filled with snow-white air. There was no wave or emotion in those old, drooping eyes.He seemed to have turned into a statue, into a silent pressure that locked one's lungs like an iron chain and controlled one's breathing.He stared into the young master's eyes, and with a gaze that could see through people's thoughts, he penetrated Xavier's psychology.He found a little bit of danger in it, but he had to admit the benefits in this danger.

He began to think for a long time, and what Barone said was probably true, but Don Gilardino, as a representative of the New York Committee, really couldn't personally participate in this kind of thing.But now, that young master is willing to work for him, and only hopes that he will provide some permission on the table. This is undoubtedly a good deal, and it is undoubtedly extremely risky.But Don Gilardino still has some concerns about this. After all, he has his own dignity, and he doesn't want to be a prop for the two young people.But in the end, to these gentlemen, to them the apex, dignity is nothing but the semblance of power, the garment of a whore.

Thinking of this, Don Gilardino felt a little depressed, but also a little inexplicably expectant and excited.He realized that the personality of the young man in front of him was actually so wonderful. Under the strong, decisive and fearless appearance, there were still many frightening and crazy thoughts hidden.But he didn't hate the idea any more than he hated people's ambition and arrogance.He knew that all great undertakings stem from impulse, from the determination to achieve the end by whatever means.So, after being silent for a long time, he said to the young master:

"Young man, do what you want and get what you want."

Xavier listened, and felt a relief in his heart that seemed to be redemptive.But he still clenched his fists, very restrained, and thanked the old man, praising his virtues.This unhealthy restraint lasted until after he parted ways with Don Gilardino, after he walked into the elevator of the office building, Xavier stayed in place for two seconds, and then suddenly hugged him tightly. A consultant, and had a passionate kiss with him.

Giuseppe patted the young master's back hard, trying to save himself from the extreme lack of oxygen.He admitted that this was something to be happy about, but he did not support such an inexplicable act on Don Gilardino's territory.

Of course, back in Chicago.

Fortunately, Xavier did not completely lose his mind, he loosened his tie and let go of his body just before the consultant went mad.Giuseppe wiped his lips viciously, and then heard the young master lower his head and say softly:

"Honey, there is something I should have told you long ago, but I never had the chance. After all, if you say this kind of thing too seriously, it will be embarrassing, and if you say it too lightly, you are sure to be taken as a joke"

Giuseppe glanced at him, and retorted somewhat harshly:

"Xavier, uncle's cutie, do you propose marriage?"

The poor young master, choked by his impartiality, took a long time to react to his original topic, he said:

"My dear, whether as an individual or on behalf of the family, I would like to thank you for your help and for your devotion to Barone."

He paused, and continued solemnly:

"As for the proposal, I have no opinion."

"What stupid things are you talking about in broad daylight?"

"I'm not saying something stupid... We can go buy the ring now if you want."

When Giuseppe heard this, blushing, he retorted loudly:

"Damn it, why are you buying something that can't be reimbursed!"

The author has something to say:

Oh my god, my Giuseppe is so cute...(Being beaten by gangs