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The soldier didn't speak, just lowered his head and sailed the boat, but Russell still saw the tricks.

Isn't it funny that one of the soldiers had the rank of major on his neckline.

Chapter 17 Who Doesn't Love Money?Exclusive [-]% profit

Whether it was a temptation or any other reason, Russell was not prepared to argue.

Maybe Major Pochi likes to play hide-and-seek like this?Wouldn't it leave a bad impression if you rashly disturbed his elegance.

The speed of the kayak was not slow, and they came under the warship in just a few minutes.

Russell climbed the ladder and boarded the splint of the warship.

He glanced roughly at the soldiers standing on the plywood, but then an officer with the rank of captain came over and said, "Hi, Major Boqi invites you to the restaurant for dinner."

Russell shook his head: "No, I'll just wait here."

Olijato also climbed up, and seeing Russell standing beside him, he also leaned against the railing.

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, the captain had no choice but to wait here.

Not long after, the two soldiers on the ladder also climbed up.

One of the soldiers was obviously taken aback when he saw that the two of them didn't enter the restaurant.

I also guessed some reasons in my heart.

He took off his helmet generously, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you are indeed very courageous, I like your character. I am Boqi, the person in charge of the two destroyers."

Russell turned to look at him, smiled and said, "Hi, Mr. Major, my name is Russell Corleone, nice to meet you."

"I'm very happy. There are not many young people with courage like you. Oh? Your surname is Corleone, but I heard that you once served in the North African battlefield and won two medals... An Italian hero with the surname Corleone is interesting."

"There are some flukes, and my superiors appreciate me."

Pochi shook hands with him seriously, and said: "This is not a fluke, especially on the battlefield, luck is also a part of strength. It is precisely because you are an Italian hero that I will personally pick you up. You deserve it."

"Thank you for your attention, Mr. Major."

Boqi smiled and said, "You're welcome. Alright, let's go to the restaurant to eat and chat. The sea breeze on the deck is so humid that my eyes are almost dry."

This is a typical Italian joke, but it's a pity that Russell didn't find the g-spot.

The restaurant of the warship is under the cabin, and cutlery and wine glasses are already set on the dining table.

Pochi said a few words to the captain and adjutant just now, and it didn't take long for two plates of steak and ham to be served.

"Let's start our dinner."

Russell said: "Before dinner begins, I think Mr. Major should have a hors d'oeuvres."

Boqi was so smart that he didn't choose to speak. Russell glanced at Oliato, and he put the cash box on the dining table and opened it, revealing the real money for Boqi to see.

But he just glanced and looked ahead.

There is not much excitement in the eyes, as if it is commonplace.

Russell didn't believe that this Mr. Major didn't like money and didn't like to touch it.

Who in the world doesn't like money?Can you find someone who doesn't love money other than a big boss who pretends to be a comparison?

No!

Russell saw through Mr. Major's disguise at a glance, the more he pretended not to care, the more he cared!

"These are desserts for the Royal Navy, please accept them, Mr. Major."

Boqi didn't look sideways, and nodded: "I will, so what's the dinner?"

"Since it's a full meal, we will come here once a week and bring so much every week. Are you satisfied, Mr. Major?"

Boqi said with a straight face: "How much do we take? What do we need to pay?"

"You account for [-]%, the Germans account for [-]%, and we earn [-]% by running around hard. Mr. Major doesn't need to pay anything, just make sure that we are unimpeded on this route."

You don't need to pay anything, you can get [-]% of the profit, and there is nothing you can't be satisfied with.

Bo Qi had a smile on his face when he heard the words, "Very well, let's have dinner."

"Ok."

Pochi ate a mouthful of steak, filled his wine glass and handed it to Russell, saying, "You know, I'm actually from Sicily, too."

"Oh? I didn't expect the major to be from the same town as me."

Pochi nodded and said, "Yes, my family was very poor before, thanks to the help of Eddie on the street, and Eddie followed the mafia Bernano family."

Because of this, Boqi developed a good impression of Russell when he didn't have a certain face.

Not only did he not embarrass Russell, but Pochi accepted as much as he offered.

If it was replaced by another lieutenant commander, it is very likely that Russell's head will be cut off and sent to Mussolini in exchange for meritorious promotion!

Seeing that Ollieto had something to say, Russell said to Pochi, "My deputy is Ollieto, and he wants to say a few words."

"No problem, please speak."

Oliatu said: "Eddie is my leader. He is the executor of the Bernano Legion. I am very glad that you still remember him. I am sincerely happy for Eddie. Someone will remember his dedication."

Bo Qi was startled when he heard the words, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Olijato. To express my respect and nostalgia, this glass of wine is to Eddie."

"To Eddie."

Olijatu drank the wine and stood aside.

Stop interrupting Russell and Pochi's conversation.

"Mr. Major, since you are from Sicily, you should like high-end Sicilian cigarettes."

"Oh? Are there local cigarettes in Sicily?"

"Yes, they are produced in my cigarette factory, and they are completely legal. The cigarettes are well received by the Sicilians, and the taste is very good."

Seeing Russell waving his hand, Oliato took out an open pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

"I'm sorry, it's just a coincidence. I didn't expect that Mr. Major is also a Sicilian. He came in a hurry and was not prepared."

Pochi said, "It's okay, I'll taste it first."

Lit one, and Pochi babbled.

"Oh! It has the fragrance of mint, not spicy, not sour...very good! I like it very much."

Russell said, "Then bring you some more next time."

"Thank you so much."

The two chatted happily, talking about the local customs and customs from the beautiful scenery of Sicily.

Time flies, and Russell has been on board for two hours.

Before leaving, Pochi asked the adjutant to deliver a note.

"This is my radio contact channel and code book. If there is anything to do, please contact me in time. As long as it is a problem within the route, I will help you solve it as soon as possible."

"Okay, friendship lasts."

"Friendship lasts, Corleone!"

After the two left.

Pochi walked back to the restaurant, closed the door tightly, and held the gold in his palm.

He bowed his head and took a deep breath.

"Oh...this tempting aroma..."

Mr. Major was intoxicated.

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Two fishing boats loaded with shredded tobacco set sail for the return journey.

The harvest this time is not small, not only opened up the channels of the German army, but also contacted the navy.

The future career will develop better.

Although Russell stated on the surface that he would give [-]% to the German army and [-]% to the navy, he only had [-]% left.

But in fact, he only paid [-]% of the profit, [-]% of which was exclusive to him!

Russell is a businessman, so it's normal to make false accounts.

The full load of food was transported to Tunisia, and after excluding the bribes to the navy, Russell made a net profit of 110 million, including 40 lire and 70 gold of the same value.

I have to say that this kind of business comes in too fast.

Russell knew in his heart that he would have to stop the transformation after working for at most two years, otherwise, after the war, Italy will establish a new country, and it will definitely crack down on private shipping, especially along the Mediterranean coast.

Chapter 18 Small town news, Marina should be in a hurry

Currently, there isn't much movement on Russell's property pages.

The red blood bar representing 'return' is only a third brighter, and it's still early for the return.

The blue blood bars are all on, but Russell doesn't have any skills he wants right now.

And because the real family situation is tight, he has to get more money, even if the exchange of the world of the heavens is 100:1 in reality, he will accept it.

It's better than no money at all.

The ship dropped its anchor when it entered the range of the town's wharf.

Russell went ashore in a small boat first, and Olivia followed and unloaded.

The shredded tobacco will be delivered directly to the cigarette factory, so Niveno has already sent people to wait at the pier, and three transport trucks are parked on the shore, and they are loaded into the carriages almost seamlessly.

"boss."

Russell lit a cigarette and asked, "How is it?"

"Our products are selling very well. These days, Sicilian brand cigarettes have been sold all over the island! The daily profit can reach 20."

"Yes, is there anything going on in the town?"

Niveno was taken aback, "Boss, I haven't paid attention to the town, I'm going to inquire now..."

"No, just keep an eye on it, don't cause a fire, I'm going back."

"Okay, boss, Philisto has been waiting in the tavern for several days, and he said that you asked him to wait here to drive you back."

"Correct."

Niveno ran to the tavern to inform Philisto.

In fact, at Niveno's current level, there is no need to go to inform him in person, it's perfectly fine to let the younger brother go.

But he didn't do this, because he wanted to show it in front of Russell, and he also meant to please.

Russell didn't say anything about Nivino's little thoughts, which was perfectly normal.

After half a minute.

Philisto walked out of the tavern and looked at Russell excitedly.

"godfather!"

Russell nodded and patted him on the shoulder, "I've been waiting for a long time, let's talk in the car."

"Yes!"

Philisto opened the rear door and Russell got in.

After he drove away, Nivino came out of the tavern with a puzzled expression, and came to the car just in time to see Olijatu standing on the boat.

"Olivia."

"What's the matter, Niveno?"

"Philisto drove the boss back, how can he drive the boss?"

Oliatu glanced at him, "What's wrong with him working for the godfather and acting as a driver?"

Niveno understood.