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The time for negotiations was announced in two weeks.

During this period of time, Chen Jun has been in intensive planning. No one knows what his complete plan is, not even the old godfather Vito Corleone.

Hagen knew one thing. He knew that the members of the five major families would not end well. What they had provoked was not just a Corleone family, but a powerful interest group united around the Corleone family.

Who knows what William Corleone spent 40% of his shares on?

A company that has just started production has a sales of hundreds of millions and is a new gold-eating giant. Everyone will be concerned about the shares of such a company. William shared it very wisely. If they accept it, it means they choose friendship and owe a favor.

This is a method often used by old godfathers to solve other people's troubles and accept favors.

Mike had been staying with the Corleone family during this time, and he could vaguely guess part of his plan because William asked him to make several calls to Washington.

He didn't know the specific details, but after the phone call, he checked the names. They were all members of Congress or justices, and they were very influential figures in the United States.

There is no doubt that he has accepted all the connections of the old man Vito Corleone, and even the circle is expanding.

Mike, who has been in Washington for more than half a year, knows one thing: "The relationship between the top political and legal circles is comparable to ten organizations. All the current gangs, backward reward and punishment mechanisms, deliberation mechanisms, and profit methods are simply terrible, and they will eventually be eliminated."

Sweep it into the dustbin of history."

In the office, Chen Jun is sitting.

Inside the room, the curtains were opened. Compared with the darkness in the past, these days seemed particularly clear. Sunlight shone in in patches, hitting the sofa chairs and giving off a warm atmosphere.

Fred was sitting opposite him, with an inexplicable smile on his lips:

"William, to be honest, the decision to move the Corleone family to the west is simply stupid." He held the thick wine glass and drank the wine in one sip, "You don't know that there are many people down there who are giving me

They are very dissatisfied with you for reacting to this problem."

"so what?"

Chen Jun smiled, put his feet comfortably on his left knee, and looked at Fred, who had been a little energetic recently, with a smile: "They are dissatisfied with me as the leader and want to drive me out?"

"That's not what I mean. You have to understand them. After all, you have a big responsibility for the current situation?"

"Are you blaming or lecturing me?"

Chen Jun stopped smiling and looked expressionlessly: "When will the Corleone family turn their guns on others and help outsiders teach their brothers a lesson?"

Fred was stunned, opened his eyes wide, and did not answer. He then said: "You may have misunderstood what I meant. I mean we may need to consider appropriate methods, such as trying to satisfy the needs of the five major families such as Bazzini."

condition....."

Chen Jun raised his hand to stop what he was saying, and said with a smile: "Go down, it's time for negotiation soon, you take responsibility."

Fred was a little sulky: "Your attitude is wrong, what do you mean?"

"Am I the one who betrayed the Corleone family? If it weren't for your actions, would the Corleone family be in the current situation? The old man used his remaining majesty to take over all the faults for you. That's how you respect his legacy.

Of?"

"Many people think that you turned the tide and saved the Corleone family, but I think there was a lot of luck in that. Sonny and Hagen's contribution was no less than yours. You finally left the Corleone family in self-exile.

, Escape to Sicily is just like a performance to please the old man.”

"Have you always thought so?"

Chen Jun was not angry and put his feet down on his knees.

Fred never answered again and turned around to leave: "I will try to minimize the losses of the Corleone family in this negotiation. Just watch carefully this time and let me save you."

The door closed with a bang.

Chen Jun gently swung the whiskey in the amber cup, and the sunlight passed through the cup and reflected a dazzling golden color.

He just chuckled, drank the wine in the glass, and then walked out of the office.

Now that everything was about to be settled, he was in a good mood and relaxed as never before.

Marlena held Chen Jun's arm and walked slowly in the garden of Corleone Manor. The sky was clear, and the natural insects and birds sang and called from time to time.

"What's wrong?"

He could clearly feel Malena's depression.

"Nothing?" Marlena shook her head, "You will go to negotiate with those people tomorrow. Is it dangerous?"

"It's not dangerous, I'm sure of it." Chen Jun held her hand tightly and said calmly: "Don't worry about me, no one can do anything to me."

Marina's worry still did not subside, and she frowned and asked softly: "Can you not go?"

"I have to go this time. It may be the last time, and I won't do it again in the future."

"Is it really the last time?"

"Yes, how could I lie to you?"

Chen Jun said with a smile, and the two walked hand in hand in the winding garden, enjoying the rare quiet and private warm time.

**

Several cars slowly drove out from the Corleone Manor and drove smoothly on the Long Beach Boulevard.

Chen Jun's car was protected by many cars to avoid accidental collisions. Besides him, sitting in the car was Fred with a faint smile on his face.

Within two weeks, the friction and dispute between the two gradually expanded, and they had nothing to say to each other anymore.

In the car, Chen Jun looked out the window. On the bustling streets of New York City, people were walking with smiles on their faces. On the big billboard on the tall building in front of him was the poster of the latest movie "Vertigo".

Johnny Fontane's tough face and Vivien Leigh's beautiful face complemented each other, attracting many movie-loving people to enter the theater lively.

According to the report from Johnny, the movie "Vertigo" was a huge success. During this period, it accumulated a box office of 15 million, and because it won an Oscar, the movie became very popular.

Regarding these, Chen Jun has no trouble at all.

He looked around again and saw the large pharmacies that he passed by from time to time. The promotional posters outside were also a series of new drugs from Koch Pharmaceuticals, and the drug bulletin board was followed by a series of professional recognition and evaluations in professional journals, such as "

"The Lancet", "Physiological Reviews", "Nature", etc. Although ordinary people don't know what it means, they just buy it.

For the promotion of the pharmacy, Heigen has to formulate a certain profit-sharing plan so that Koch Pharmaceuticals can be placed in the most conspicuous position for patients. At the same time, pharmacy staff will also receive corresponding commissions for promotion, and this is only a part of marketing. In other channels, TV advertisements,

Radio placements and newspaper promotions are all over the place.

The car moved slowly, and Chen Jun's heart gradually calmed down.

Having arrived at Tessio's Brooklyn Cathedral, Chen Jun and Fred got off the bus, and Tessio had already greeted them there.

"The people from the five major families will come later."

Tessio looked at his watch and welcomed Chen Jun into the church. He looked over and saw the majesty and grandeur of the Gothic church, with mottled historical traces filling the walls. The chanting of biblical poems could be faintly heard from the surroundings, as if this place had been completely transformed.

A church becomes sacred.

"It's very safe in here and I did a lot of defense."

Seeing Chen Jun stop, Tessio misunderstood and said.

"I feel relieved."

They walked into the church. There were no believers inside, but there was only a classic cross sculpture.

Chen Jun sat quietly in the third row and didn't ask anything.

The priest nodded slightly and remained still, looking at the statue.

Time passes by second by second...

Fred and Tessio, who were holding their breath and keeping quiet in the church, frowned. Why haven't the heads of the five major families arrived yet?

Suppressing the uneasiness in their hearts, the two of them still sat there, but after a whole morning, they still didn't wait for the arrival of the family.

Have they all broken the contract?

Tessio waved his subordinates over and told him to inquire about the news, but before he could whisper a few words, four subordinates in black clothes with blood spots on their faces, all with pale faces, ran in in a panic: "Mr. Tessio, we just learned the news.

, the car the head of the Tartaglia family was sitting in exploded as soon as he went out."

"What?"

Tessio stood up suddenly, looking surprised.

"The head of the Bazzini family was shot on the way here." Another subordinate took a breath and said.

"The head of the Curio family was taken away for questioning by police officers before he even left the family door. No news has been released yet."

"The head of the Straci family arrived in Brooklyn, encountered a large truck, and was hit and killed." The other two subordinates continued.

Buzz~

Buzz~

The sounds filling his mind seemed to have been torn apart by thunderous thunders that had torn apart all the mental barriers.

Among the five major families in New York, with the exception of the Corleone family, all the heads of the three major families are now dead, and the death of one person is unknown.

Fred's hands and feet were cold, his whole body was covered in goosebumps, and he almost fainted.

"No!"

His voice was hoarse to the point of being low, as if he was choking on a blood clot, and his body was shaking violently. He turned to look at his brother William Corleone, who was looking calmly in front of him without any reaction. Now that he thinks about it, how ridiculous his previous behavior was.

Tessio's face was as white as a sheet of paper, extremely pale, with no human color. He stared at the young man in black uniform sitting quietly in the front row with wide eyes. He suddenly understood everything...

Such terrifying strength has been undisclosed until now. It is like a dark iceberg that is slowly revealing its bottomless size.

His heart seemed to be shattered by the black iceberg in an instant, his cheeks were twitching, and his fists were clenched until the nails dug into his flesh. Anger and unwillingness caused his face to be filled with blood rapidly. Tessio suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist,

Showing agility befitting his age, he aimed the black abyss-like muzzle at the immobile young man in front of him.

The trigger clicked, the hammer clicked in milliseconds, and the bullet shot out with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

The unique sound of metal smoke and gunfire pierced the silence and tranquility of the church.

Tessio only felt that his whole body was cold, the world was spinning, and his body slowly fell...