Diary of the life of a working wizard

"Yes, with God's blessing, I hope that devil from hell can let me go." After walking back and forth in the room like a hot nest of ants for a while, Scola finally thought of a solution that might calm him down. Xia Yunjie's angry idea was that he made a sign of a cross on his chest, then picked up the phone and dialed his assistant, who was also the chief tailor of the company. As soon as the call was connected, he immediately roared into the phone: "Kleven, I No matter where you are now? What are you doing? Even if you are on a woman's belly right now, get up the fuck right now, put on your clothes, take your people, your tools, and get out of here right now Come to my villa in Rome.”

After saying that, Scola hung up the phone without caring whether his company's chief tailor understood him or not. After hanging up the phone, Scola immediately went up to the attic.

Although foreigners all have a concept of working hours, they go to work when they have to go to work and get off work when they have to get off work, but Scola is a master of fashion design. When inspiration comes, he does not care about time and place. So even in his own home, Scola also set up a dedicated work space, and the attic was his studio in the villa.

After entering the attic, Scola took the drawing and thought about it. After a while, he sketched out a lifelike portrait of Xia Yunjie. Not only the appearance and body proportions were almost exactly the same, but also the temperament, especially the look. The seemingly indifferent but always overpowering eyes are faintly reflected in the painting.

After finishing the painting, Scola bit the tip of his pen and walked back and forth around Xia Yunjie's portrait...

Blazer, Mario lives in the presidential suite.

Mario crossed his legs and gently shook a glass of red wine in his hand. This was the authentic 1982 Lafite, unlike in China where people often say it is Lafite, but in fact most of the time they don’t know what kind of wine it is.

Standing respectfully in front of Mario was a tall man with an extraordinary temperament.

If any hotel employee saw this man at this time, he would be surprised, because he is the hotel's general manager Alvaro. At this time, he not only stood respectfully in front of Mario, but his eyes also showed that he was speechless. Describe the horror.

"Alvaro, remember my words. You must treat Mr. Xia Yunjie like God. Even if he tells you to point a gun at your head, you should not hesitate. Of course, if Mr. Xia provides you with the service Even if you are a little bit dissatisfied, I will be happy to put a gun to your head personally. Of course, I don’t want to hear the explanation I gave you from other people’s mouths.” Mario slowly shook the red wine glass in his hand. , said.

"I understand, Mr. Mario, I believe Mr. Xia Yunjie will feel like he has become Caesar here," Alvaro replied respectfully.

"I hope you can do this." Mario nodded, then waved his hand for Alvaro to go out.

After Alvaro went out, Mario stood up with a wine glass and walked to the window, looking toward the southwest toward Sicily.

Palermo, the capital of Sicily, the birthplace of the Mafia, is also the seat of the Mafia's ll-person committee. In the near future, a meeting will be held there to re-elect the head of the Supreme Council, the pope or godfather and party leader of the entire mafia. Because the previous godfather suffered a stroke in bed some time ago, he is no longer able to exercise his powers as a godfather.

Mario has always had a dream to become a true pope of the mafia world like the mafia legend Don Vito. Therefore, Mario has been committed to the development of the family business since he was a child. When he was thirty years old, he became the youngest godfather in the Mafia family at that time. After becoming the godfather, Mario not only vigorously developed the family's business in Italy, but also vigorously developed the American business. Because the American Mafia was not only established because it was sown by the Italian Mafia, but also because the Italian Mafia is its patron and collaborator, and has an inseparable blood relationship with the Italian Mafia. The Italian Mafia can be said to be the "parental home", "rear area", "bone training ground" and "bone provider" of the American Mafia. In particular, there have been several top leaders of the Italian Mafia, the "Pope", who are also top leaders of the American Mafia, which has intensified the relationship between the two.

However, in the entire history of the Italian and American mafia, only a handful of people such as Don Vito, Don Vizzini, Luciano, Greco and Buschetta can truly be called the common heroes of the two countries' mafia. The supreme leader is the Pope.

Mario just wants to be such a pope, and to become the pope, the highest leader of the mafia family in Italy and even the United States, becoming the head of the ll committee is a necessary condition, and Mario has been waiting for this day for thirteen years.

Now he has finally waited for the opportunity for the former godfather to abdicate and the Ferro family business to reach unprecedented prosperity. But there are 10 people on the ll committee, and none of these 10 people are simple people. In addition to these 10 people, there are at least 10 people in Italy. There are more than a dozen mafia families with considerable strength. If Mario wants to ascend to this position, he must defeat all competitors, and must convince everyone and respect him.

But it's difficult

"Brother Jie, if I didn't have your help tonight, I wouldn't know..." On the open-air balcony, Yang Xiaomei held a wine glass and looked at Xia Yunjie with a pair of pretty eyes filled with gratitude.

"Haha, this is obvious. After all, you are still my dance teacher." Xia Yunjie interrupted with a smile.

"Brother Jie loves to tease people. You dance so well, why do you need a teacher?" Yang Xiaomei couldn't help but give Xia Yunjie a charming look when she heard this, but her mind couldn't help but think of the scene of dancing with Xia Yunjie that night. That night, except for Yang Xiaomei and Xia Yunjie dancing a few steps at the beginning, he was almost the one dancing with her later on.

"I really didn't know how to dance before, but believe it or not. By the way, I just heard you talking about your family's financial difficulties. What do you think? If you need money in a hurry, I can lend it to you." Xia Yunjie saw that Yang Xiaomei didn't believe it and it was hard to explain, so she changed the subject and asked.

"Thank you, you don't need it now. Because of your help, Brother Jie, I will soon become a top advertising star in the country, and my father's debt is no longer a problem." Yang Xiaomei said gratefully.

"That's good, you can call me if you need anything. I don't think you deleted my phone number, right?" Xia Yunjie nodded, took out the "fighter" waveguide in his mobile phone, shook it at Yang Xiaomei and said with a smile .

Although this mobile phone is a second-hand mobile phone, it is the first mobile phone Xia Yunjie bought after graduation, and Xia Yunjie has never replaced it. On the one hand, there is a nostalgia factor, and on the other hand, although the mobile phone is old-fashioned and has few functions, for Xia Yunjie, as long as he can make calls, it is OK.

Seeing Xia Yunjie take out the "antique" mobile phone, Yang Xiaomei couldn't help but think of what happened at the last party. She couldn't help but burst out laughing. She rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly: "Of course not, I have been waiting for you, a wage earner." I have a phone call, but you never called."

"Haha, why don't we meet directly now?" Xia Yunjie said with a smile.

Next, the two chatted about some things, most of which was done by Yang Xiaomei, which made Xia Yunjie know a lot of things in the entertainment industry.

"You're staying in this hotel too, right? It's getting late, you should go back to your room and get some beauty sleep." Yang Xiaomei's smile and every frown were full of femininity. In addition, she often winked at him, and Xia Yunjie gradually became a little unbearable. He raised his hand and looked at his watch and smiled.

Yang Xiaomei's eyes flashed with brilliance when she heard this, she smiled charmingly at Xia Yunjie and said, "Okay then, I'll listen to Brother Jie."

After speaking, Yang Xiaomei stood up, and then naturally reached out and took Xia Yunjie's arm.

Yang Xiaomei, who was a model, was very tall, and she was wearing high heels. She and Xia Yunjie were holding hands and they were shoulder to shoulder, almost the same height.

Most models are on the thin side, and Yang Xiaomei is also a little slender compared to other girls, but she has fat where she should be, and thin where she should, and her whole body looks very well-proportioned.

With Yang Xiaomei holding hands affectionately, Xia Yunjie couldn't feel her slenderness at all. On the contrary, her tall breasts were separated by the thin summer dress. As Yang Xiaomei stepped on her high heels and squeezed her arms rhythmically, she was full of elasticity. It was so sensual that Xia Yunjie was a little distracted.

As soon as he walked through the door of the open-air balcony, Xia Yunjie saw a tall and handsome foreigner coming towards him with a smile.

"Hello Mr. Xia, I am Alvaro, the general manager of the Blazer Hotel. I have prepared the best presidential suite in our hotel for you. It will be my greatest honor if you can move in." Alvar Luo said very politely.

Xia Yunjie knew that this was Mario's explanation. After all, he had already sold his face. Xia Yunjie didn't mind giving him a little more face. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Thank you for your kindness."

“Mr. , let’s talk when we have the opportunity to meet in the future.”

"Don't you invite me up for a cup of coffee?" Seeing Xia Yunjie saying goodbye to her, the disappointment in Yang Xiaomei's eyes flashed away, and then she looked at Xia Yunjie with charming eyes and asked in a sweet voice.

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