32. Greed is a sin, don't be nervous about Marlena
Seeing that he was almost suffocated, Russell smiled in his heart and added.
"Oh, here is 20% of the taxes of the Hagen Councillor, and he helped me to open up the sales in Sicily, and that's why."
Harms relieved slightly, fixed his body, heard that there was still eighty percent of the profit, his eyes showed greed, he wanted to hide, so he squinted and said.
"If I help you sell your cigarettes to the Apennine Peninsula and the interior, how much will you give me?"
Russell looked at his rat eyes and wanted to laugh, but held back.
If Harms had the strength to sell cigarettes to the peninsula and inland, then he would not be a regional legislator, but one of the top 20 speakers in Italy!
So it's certain that Harms is bragging, and that's a trick of so many petty parliamentarians.
But when it comes to the art of painting cakes, Russell is much more skilled than him.
"Seventy percent! I will keep only one percent, seventy percent for you, and two percent for the Hagen Councillor. β
Harms smiled: "Very good, then from today onwards, you will send me 150,000 yuan a week, I want gold, and I am not used to using paper money." β
When Russell heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.
Are you not used to using paper money?
Have you ever seen a gold worth 150,000?
When Harms saw that he was suddenly laughing and leaning back and forth, he stared at him strangely, thinking that he had been stimulated by something.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Councillor Harms, if you work in the circus, you're going to be the number one."
Harms frowned when he heard this, and tapped his fingers on the table: "Are you humiliating me?" β
Russell shook his head indifferently: "No, this is not a humiliation, but a compliment." You are too suitable to play the role of the monkey king in the circus, only you can lead the group of monkeys, at the end of each show in the circus, get 70% of the profit of the performance. β
Harms was stunned, then his body sprang up, slapped the table with one hand, and said angrily: "Russell Corleone! β
"You're just humiliating me, don't you want to die? Originally, I wanted to have a good talk with you, but you have such an attitude, it is extremely arrogant! β
"You think I'll be friends with you by sending someone to send me money? Wish for the moon! What am I am? Can a parliamentarian be friends with someone from a mafia family? β
"Let me tell you clearly, Russell Corleone, I will ask for seventy percent of the profits of the cigarette factory, and one percent less, you will wait to be caught and shot!"
"Also, your dance partner is very beautiful today, I love it! You're going to send her to my bedside, or you're going to die!" β
"Hehe, do you think I let you disclose your last name with kindness to support you? You are outrageously wrong, the power is in our hands, your surname is Corleone, then you are a member of the mafia family, you can't run away if you want to! β
"And you, as a small person in the Reservoir Dog family, actually want to have a relationship with me, it's a big joke."
Russell watched him go crazy from the side, and at first he didn't feel anything, after all, it was all clichΓ©s.
But when it came to Marlena, he was a little unhappy.
Harms's reaction was so fierce that he couldn't hold back his words.
Russell knew what to do.
To be honest, Russell just made a straight just now, and Harms actually directly hit a series of bombs, but he didn't know that Russell was still holding four two and Wang fried in his hand.
He raised his head and stared at Harms calmly, and said, "The right you are talking about is not just to threaten me with your surname, right?" β
Harms smiled confidently, "That's right, just threaten with your last name, what can you do?" β
"You've been mentioning my last name and forgetting what Corleone does, right?"
"What do you mean?"
Russell clapped his hands with a smile and said, "Felisto, come in." β
Then the door opened.
Outside, Felisto stood in the doorway, with a fainting young man behind him.
Marlena, on the other hand, hid behind the wall.
They had been here for a while, but without Russell's explanation, Felisto did not dare to rush in.
Therefore, the disgusting words shouted by Harms just now were all heard by Marlena.
However, Marlena did not react, and seemed immune to the vicious words, which the residents used to say before Russell came to town.
Harms was shocked when he saw the fainting young man.
"Harvey?"
"Russell Corleone, how did my son end up here... What do you want to do? I'm a councillor, you..."
Russell frowned and said, "He's too noisy, tell him to shut up." β
"Okay, Godfather."
Felistto and his men entered the room, Russell went out and grabbed Marlena's hand, turned his head and said, "Let their father and son recognize each other in the old place, and I will send Marlena home." β
"Yes, Godfather."
Harms' pupils suddenly dilated when he heard the 'godfather' tremble.
He never thought that Russell's status had risen to the godfather!
What is Godfather?
This can't be called casually, but to work hard from scratch to help others not be bullied, and if you have a follower, you will be called the godfather.
"The Godfather... Don't..."
Harms shouted, but Felisto held his gun to his chin.
"The godfather said to shut you up, do you hear that? I'm not as merciful as my godfather, you're a councilor? I haven't killed before, do I need to use you to practice my hands? β
"No, no..."
Frightened, Harms frantically shook his head to glance at his eldest son, Harvey, who had fainted.
There are three people in the house, who knows how many people there are?
He didn't dare to run, and if he did, with the usual tricks of the mafia, he would definitely chase him to the ends of the earth.
"Speak again, teach him a lesson."
"Yes!"
The two behind him threw Harvey to the ground, walked over with fists, and punched Harms violently.
Outside.
Russell took Marlena's tender hand and opened the car door and let her sit in.
Then he went to the driver's seat and started the car.
"Were you scared just now?"
"No, Mr. Corleone, I'm not a fragile woman."
Marlena turned her head to look at the side of his face, rubbed her sweaty hands, and said, "I, I'm just a little surprised, I didn't expect you..."
"Didn't expect me to go back to my old job?"
Marlena looked up and blinked her sparkling eyes and said, "Yes." β
"Are you disgusted then?"
Marlena shook her head in a panic, for fear that he would misunderstand, and said hurriedly: "No, no, no, Mr. Corleone, I am not disgusted. This is your family business and the one you have chosen, and I understand it very well and respect it very much. β
"Actually, when you told me your last name, and the attitude of Sivena and Oriyatu towards you, I already guessed it."
"Mr. Corleone, I really don't dislike it, please don't get me wrong."
Russell smiled and turned his head, "Don't be nervous, Marlena. So do you support me? β
"Of course! I... Of course I support that, as a woman, it is right for me to support men in their careers. β
Marlena's voice grew quieter and quieter, and in the end, she was obviously out of character.
Russell put his hand on her lap and turned it over with his palms facing up.
"Hold my hand."
Marlena obediently put her hand up, her fingers interlocked.
It was Russell who also drove the car to the door of Marlena's house, and he stopped the car and turned off the engine.
He turned his head to look at her pretty face, and Marlena looked at him with dripping eyes.