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Long Beach, Corleone Estate.

Two people slowly walked out of a luxury car. One was tall and muscular, with a body as strong as a bull. His eyes were cold and stern, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was uglier than crying. The moment he saw it, people were shocked.

Such a man, who even the godfather had to intimidate with majestic means, the Eastern God of Death who killed countless gangs by himself, slowly opened the shiny car door and walked out of a young man.

Some old servants of the Corleone family knew who the young man was. He was William Corleone, the godfather's youngest son, who had just returned from Sicily.

Some people were curious, and while cleaning the fallen leaves and white flowers under the olive and orange trees in the garden, they couldn't help but look at the young man. His face was as handsome as ever, but his expression was a little colder, and his figure was slender.

The clothing is meticulous and elegant, even the cuffs are ironed properly. The experienced maid must know that this is the handiwork of a woman with rich life experience.

He must be loved and cared for by women. This unique charm and temperament of a mature man cannot be hidden, but everyone knows where the terrifying coldness in him comes from.

The servant looked secretly and saw a group of people standing at the door of Corleone Villa. They were all William's immediate family members, including military advisor Tom Hagen. He was the first to walk quickly towards William.

"Feel sorry!"

Chen Jun looked at Hagen with his eyes slightly lowered, patted his shoulder, and said quietly: "You know this is not what I want."

"I...."

"Don't feel guilty. He is just that kind of person. He will be fired one day. I understand that the family is busy with affairs."

"Thank you." Hagen said silently: "The old man is waiting for you in the office above."

"Take it slow first, I want to see Sonny."

Hagen didn't stop him, "Come with me later."

Chen Jun nodded, and then hugged and met relatives in the family, such as his sister Connie and his second brother Fred.

"I heard you brought back a woman?" Fred winked and patted his chest.

"She is a widow. How can our family let her in? You can just play with her as your mistress." Connie raised the corners of her mouth and spoke in a frivolous tone.

Chen Jun just smiled and said nothing. He was then taken to another building in the manor by Hagen and saw Sonny lying on the hospital bed.

Hagen said: "His condition is not optimistic. Although the doctor said that he will gradually recover after a long period of recovery, he still has no signs of waking up. He can only make conscious feedback to external sounds."

"Um."

He responded silently, as was customary, and sat beside Sonny's bed, tidying up his quilt or adjusting the position of his respirator. After a long time, the room suddenly became quiet, "Forgiveness is God's business, and my mission is

Send them to see God, I promise!”

The small voice fell like thunder, and Hagen trembled for a moment, but immediately calmed down, "Let's go, the old man must be waiting in a hurry."

It was still the old mahogany office with some mottled historical traces. Chen Jun pushed the door open and walked in. Godfather Vito Corleone was sitting on the sofa chair. The thick desk with documents in front and the chair next to it were empty.

"Have you met the family and Sonny?"

"We've all visited."

"Don't be anxious about revenge, even if it is something you must carry out firmly. Never hate your enemy, it will affect your judgment."

The godfather touched his head, his gray face looked a little tired: "Try not to threaten, because the best threat is not to take action. Once action is taken but has no effect, people will no longer be afraid of threats."

"I know all this." Chen Jun said quietly.

"I know you understand that you and Sonny are different. He can't listen to this..." The godfather breathed out softly, "Please don't blame me for being nagging. You can understand that this is an old man's nagging. I always

I like to tell you these truths."

"Your teachings are very useful to me. They helped me a lot in Sicily."

"I heard that my former friend Croce Carlo chose to betray my friendship. Can you tell me the details?"

Chen Jun nodded lightly and recounted the details one by one.

"Life is beautiful, it's a shame."

"I believe in friendship, and I am willing to show my friendship to others first. I firmly believe that friendship can build a solid line of defense. Croce is the one who believes in this idea of ​​mine, but people's fate is fickle, and the Sicilian old man

I have to worry about my descendants."

"William."

"I hope you can learn a lesson from it. Friendship is necessary. No one can face everything alone. But never impose friendship on people who don't need friendship and think you are insignificant, especially when you face those higher-ups in the future.

when."

The Godfather talked about many of his ethical ideas at once, and the names of powerful people who revealed their truths one by one were staggering.

Like a staid little old man, he picked up the witch's brass flask next to him from time to time and poured a glass of amber wine. He didn't drink more, just to moisten his throat.

In the dark and dim room, with only a faint light shining through the curtains, Chen Jun listened quietly, and the infusion of ideas had already begun.

"Are you ready?" The godfather pointed to the empty seat in front of him, "Sit on it and try it?"

"Isn't this... too early?"

"Is it still early?" The godfather opened his mouth and laughed, "Then how long do you want to wait? I don't want to wait for you to succeed me when I see Satan."

"Go up, I want to take a look. Didn't you sit on it before? I didn't see it at that time. You should look more handsome now than when I was young."

At the godfather's insistence, Chen Jun sat on the seat next to the desk. It felt like it was a little hard, but a little softer would be more comfortable.

"When you were over there in Sicily, did you ever think about the future of the Corleone family?" Godfather asked: "Now that you have taken this position, everyone's fate is in your hands. I hope you can take advantage of it.

"

"I will fulfill your wish."

"No, I don't have any wishes. I just hope that the Corleone family can walk in the light and that you become a big man who overlooks all living beings. Of course, I hope that you can be happy and that your family can be happy. This is more important than any so-called goal."

"Let me first tell you my plan for you."

"During this period, I will hand over to you all the friendships I have gained throughout my life. Those friendships in justice, politics, and finance are far greater and more important than the power of the five major families. This property is also the largest among the Corleone family.

The most important, the most precious, and the most coveted and feared."

Chen Jun was solemn. Just as the godfather said, those things are indeed crucial to the Corleone family.

"What about you, what are your plans?"

The godfather asked slightly curiously. He knew that his youngest son had a keen sense of business and could analyze everything rationally and analyze the overall situation with his own unique thinking.

Chen Jun said quietly: "To be honest, my plan is no different from what I told you in the hospital before. It is a commonplace, but I have added some corresponding ideas during this trip to Sicily."

"Currently, the first thing we are focusing on is the legalization of family industries. We need to break away from the circle of the five major families in New York. We must cut off from them while ensuring our strength, carry out industrial transformation, sell off those black industries, and invest in emerging industries with potential."

"We cannot give up on many aspects such as guilds, law, politics, etc., and we must further expand this influence."

"We want to immigrate to the Corleone family, develop physical infrastructure in parallel with emerging industries, actively integrate into society, and create a good public image... The detailed plan is..."

The magnetic and clear voice gradually filled the whole room. The godfather listened silently, nodding in approval from time to time.