Chapter 300 I Want Her to Live a Better Life

The afternoon sun was just right, and the sea breeze from the Atlantic Ocean was gentle.

On the long and casual beach, a shirtless man with only a pair of big underpants and all kinds of gaudy clothes lay lazily on a deck chair, watching through slightly narrowed eyes as he staggered on the beach, falling and rolling from time to time. Little bits of sand. On the chair next to her, a woman with long black hair tied up in a bun was holding a pacifier in her arms. She stared enviously at the other little one who was running with her, mumbling and struggling dishonestly, wanting to go over and play together.

The person lying down is of course Wang Yan, and the woman sitting with the child in her arms is of course Marlena. The one running on the beach is the eldest son Sili, and the one in Marlena's arms is the second son Simo. This has no meaning, it is purely to maintain formation with the eldest son, although it is not that particular here. Originally, Wang Yan wanted to call her Silla, but Marlena insisted on giving birth to a daughter for her to use, so that was it.

After Malena gave birth to her eldest son and rested for three months, she pestered Wang Yan to have a baby. On the one hand, she also wanted to have a daughter, and Wang Yan had said that she would have both children. On the other hand, according to what she said, the family fortune was so big that there were too few children, so a boy was born for the second time.

Marlena, who failed to give birth to a daughter, was not discouraged at all. After resting for more than two months, she pestered Wang Yan to have a baby again, and now she is pregnant again for three and a half months.

It is now mid-September of 1943, Italy has surrendered, and Solini, the old Mo, has also stepped down. Now Deguo and Little Japan are in a dilemma, and their fatigue is obvious. Even modern people who are not familiar with history should know that the war is coming to an end. Wang Yan only resold and resold arms and supplies. He did not participate in the war and had no influence on major events, so as expected, it would still be four to five years. After all, the biggest arms dealer is the United States. All he drinks is soup. The little things he sells will not affect much and have nothing to do with the overall situation.

The development in the past two years has been smooth. Casinos are being built, movies are being shot, research is being conducted, money is being made, and life is comfortable and secure, not bad.

Casinos are nothing more than providing services and giving a good experience; film and television production companies are full of professional talents, and as long as the money is enough, they will do a good job; in terms of research, several laboratories have been built, and not only in the United States, During the war in Europe, he opened companies to recruit talents at high prices; as for making money, not to mention his war fortune, other normal businesses did not lose money. Of course, taxes were impossible to pay. He hired a group of elite lawyers. In addition to daily work, In addition to fighting lawsuits, he also studies how to avoid taxes.

Because now is the time of war, and a group of gangsters are making a lot of money. Except for the occasional friction between the younger brothers at the bottom, the overall environment is quite good. The industries controlled by Leo are prospering.

His policy of elite troops is also being implemented and has not stopped until now. After two years, the number of his subordinates has grown to more than a hundred. Among them, there are some who came from the battlefield, some are rogue killers, and they are all blood-licking swordsmen. After being manipulated, they are taken under their command. He set up a security company and let these people join the company and enjoy various benefits. He even bought land in the suburbs and is building a gymnasium, which will be used exclusively for their training.

As for the Corleone family, thanks to Wang Yan's help, they have made a fortune in the past two years, making their strength even further ahead of other families. Old Corleone was wise. He knew that it would be difficult for the family to continue like that for long. In the past two years, I have developed contacts and resources, and with this energy, I am quietly starting to clean up the family's 'business', that is, those gray and black properties. Completely abandon and break away from the gangster team, move closer to the more glamorous upper class, and strive to make the family whitewash and become capitalists.

Therefore, in the past two years, we can see that the subordinates belonging to the Corleone family have begun to become a little restless. This is the result of the old Corleone gradually delegating power. He consciously retained some elites, and the remaining people were dispersed to his two leaders, and he was gradually transferring the gray and black products to them.

The main reason why their subordinates are restless is because the two leaders of the Corleone family who followed the old Corleone to conquer the country are too short-sighted and have old-school ideas and do not know how to restrain themselves. Of course, this is understandable. After all, they have a glorious past. They built a large territory in the financial center of the United States with their bare hands, and promoted their eldest brother, the old Corleone, to the supreme throne of the leader of the American gangsters. They are proud.

Of course old Corleone knew this, but although he talked about friendship and friends, he was just here to fool around. How could he really believe that? He was really indifferent and couldn't be any more indifferent. His purpose is only to strip black out of the Corleone family, and he doesn't care about the life or death of those people.

Just like his star godson, a popular singer named Fontan in the United States, it was the old Corleone who single-handedly promoted him. But the biggest pirate belongs to the Corleone family, regardless of the godfather or godson, because it can bring him benefits. Now his primary interest is to clear himself up. It would be merciful for him not to personally kill those people who were guilty of the past. It is best to peel them off slowly and let them fend for themselves.

Of course, the wisdom of old Corleone is not only his awareness of current affairs and foresight, but also his ability to see people. Ever since he had the Jianshen Pill, a powerful tool for high-level transactions, he was naturally more concerned about Wang Yan who had it firmly in his hands.

That Wang has been around for hundreds of years. He has been a gangster for less than half of his time, and the other half is just a gangster in disguise. The light of dragon and phoenix in that person cannot be concealed. Corleone Sr. felt that this young man, who was about the same age as his eldest son, was an extraordinary person.

He secretly observed Wang Yan's every move, including various registered companies around the world, various unknown legal persons, including building laboratories to recruit talents, including doing construction, doing international trade, and so on. He found that Wang Yan was as cautious as him, and found that everything had nothing to do with Wang Yan. Of course he understands this. He knows how difficult it is for foreign ethnic groups to gain a foothold in the United States. It would be even more difficult for Wang Yan with a different skin color and appearance, as he could imagine. But that's why he admired it, because Wang Yan's power expanded quickly, but others didn't see it, and they didn't even know that Wang Yan was behind the scenes.

Together with his military advisor Zhanke, he studied Wang Yan's actions when he had nothing to do, and finally came to the conclusion that Wang Yan never wanted to be a mafia and was always innocent. He didn't leave any footprints in Italy. It was his connections in the United States. As for the source of his money, he worked for a business consulting company and earned a decent salary. Of course he was familiar with that consulting company, and the medicines he bought were all gifts from cooperation with that company.

He began to analyze Wang Yan's layout and began to conduct in-depth investigations into the industries Wang Yan was involved in. Then, being wise, he began to follow the investment. After all, he is not short of money and can afford it. Wang Yan was involved in international trade, real estate, and farming, and he was there too. Wang Yanjian's laboratory was engaged in research. Although he didn't know what he was researching, he also asked people to do research and researched what was needed. Wang Yan found a lot of elite lawyers, registered companies all over the world, and tried to avoid taxes. He also followed... There is no shortage of money, just like...

Of course Wang Yan knew these things. After all, he couldn't completely trust anyone. He should pay attention when he should. If something goes wrong, he should stop the loss in time and destroy the Corleone family. He saw clearly the actions of the Corleone family. Of course, it cannot be said that the old Corleone copied this thing. After all, as a normal company develops, it will also diversify.

He still likes the old Corleone's vision and wisdom, and there is indeed no conflict of interest between them. And the elder Corleone also distrusted the American government, even though he had many political friends. Wang Yan doesn't like it either. He also has many friends with politicians, and even has a very tough relationship with the military. He always asks questions with a sword and a pill.

As his empire grew, he had to talk about the health-enhancing pills that played a major role. After more than two years of research, the production of strengthening pills has increased to a new level, reaching a stable level of 35 bottles per month, and the price has reached 60,000 bottles. After the unremitting efforts of old Corleone in the past two years, and the fact that he sent people to deliver it, even if the truly upper-class people have not eaten it, they have heard about it. Of course, he came into everyone's sight.

Although he was dismissive of the fact that he was an Oriental, he was salivating over the formula in his hands. When the top management sees something that the people at the bottom have mastered, their first reaction is definitely not to cooperate, but to own it, and to buy it through coercion and inducement.

But when the head of a big capital and a congressman died one after another, and more than 30 congressmen and capitalists spoke out, this small turmoil was perfectly eliminated, and of course the price increased to 60,000 a bottle, and it was still impossible to buy it. arrive.

Next, funds are collected, specifically for the improvement and research of strengthening pills, as well as research on cells, genes, lifespan, etc., that is, longevity.

As for the problem of exposing himself, of course it is not a problem for Wang Yan, only the benefits. After all, they are all protective umbrellas. As long as others can't crack the pill, he can always do this, but it's obvious that no one can do it. As long as he appropriately increases the output year by year, constantly raises the expectations of this group of people, and prevents someone from breaking the pot, and if I can't eat it, then no one can eat it, that's fine.

At this point, it is impossible for the Corleone family to produce thirty bottles a month. They cannot afford to offend so many people. Only Wang Yan, the owner, can bear the pressure. Of course, Wang Yan has always been a good friend. Every month he gives five bottles to the Corleone family for a price of 100,000, which is already the price of a favor. The current purchase price has reached 200,000 yuan. At this price, everyone has a tacit understanding not to drive up the price, and the price has been temporarily set.

Of course, it will definitely rise in the future. After all, America is not the only country with rich people. As the upper class spreads, rich people in the world will eventually know about it.

In the process, Wang Yan gained a protective umbrella and a large number of beautiful knives. It was a great thing that couldn't be better...

"Dad, let's go build a castle." Sili had had enough of rolling around and crawled onto his father's body. He made a face at his ignorant brother who was just a few months old and invited his father to play with him.

"Let's go." After hearing his son's words, Wang Yan sat up and said, "Go get your basin and a small shovel."

Xili yelled happily, then climbed down, ran back to the yard with two somersaults in excitement, asked his grandfather to help turn things over, dragged his guy back, stumbled to the beach and met the people waiting there. My father started playing.

Both of these children have typical mixed-race characteristics and are examples of the combination of Chinese and Western styles. According to Wang Yan's aesthetics, they are both handsome in both the East and the West. Of course, this is mainly due to Marlena, and more importantly, it may be the help of the system dad. After giving birth to so many children, Wang Yan also discovered the role of the system's living father, who would combine the advantages of both men and women and give them to the children. After all, the women Wang Yan has fallen in love with over the years have never been mean, and none of the children he has had has followed his ordinary looks. They are all handsome men and beautiful women.

As for the deeper level, does the child still count as his... He is the one who works and contributes. The living father just adjusted some genetic things. It's okay if he doesn't want to...

As for the education of children, I am from China, so my son should also know how to do it, regardless of whether he can use it or not. However, the good thing about children is that they are young and learn very quickly in a language environment. The language in their family is quite complicated. He speaks Chinese, while Marlena speaks Italian or a Sicilian dialect. And they live in the United States. If they want to speak English, the old man is still a Latin teacher, although he is not forced. Children learn, but after hearing several languages ​​spoken back and forth every day, they naturally understand them all. Overall, the kids are quite tired.

As for my future study and life, I definitely have to go to school. Knowing that their biological father is Chinese, it is certain that they will be discriminated against, but as their biological father, Wang Yan will teach them how to become a strong person. Although he didn't care very much, this time he could indeed see once again how the little boy who was infatuated with his parents' arms as a child became an adult who hadn't seen his parents for a long time...

"Dad, how about we make a big one this time." Xili looked at his father longingly.

"Xili, no matter how big our pile is, he will always be swept away by the waves. Our efforts will be in vain."

"Yes, Dad." Little Xili nodded his head seriously. He stared stubbornly, and even his words were stumbling, but he said loudly, "But we will do even bigger next time!"

Wang Yan laughed: "You're right, Xili, we want to do something bigger."

Children always don't know the heights of ambition when they don't understand. Fortunately, he has a good father. In the future, he will not know the heights of ambition and will be born strong.

The second child, Seamus, cried and watched his father and brother playing in the sand. He stretched out his hands to grab his mother's clothes, and made babbling gestures to get over.

"Okay, Seamus, let's go now. Let mom go, or mom will take you back to the room to play with." Malena, who was full of maternal glory, babbled and held the child in front of them, spinning her around. Watch them in circles to see how busy they are. The second child screamed and stretched out his hands to gesture, as if he was giving directions...

We couldn't see the sunset on the east coast, so the four of us played outside with our babies in their bellies until the afterglow faded. Then they packed up and returned to the villa to cook dinner. The family ate lively.

Now my father-in-law is used to it, and he doesn't get into trouble with Wang Yan anymore. In view of this, Wang Yan also tried to treat his ears. The hearing impairment caused by the auditory nerve and a small hardware problem can be regarded as a difficult and complicated disease. I took acupuncture and medicine, and it took me a year to recover.

The family had dinner and went about their daily routine. Wang Yan was sitting on the sofa reading a book, his father-in-law was watching the fish he raised in the big fish tank, Xili was squealing and jumping around lively, the second child was lying on the stroller watching his brother running around intently, and Marlena was While looking at the child, prepare clothes. Medical technology is not as developed as it was later, and it is impossible to tell whether she is having a boy or a girl, so Marlena still has to make clothes and prepare herself.

Wang Yan is a master of Chinese medicine. Of course, he couldn't tell whether it was a boy or a girl, but with his years of experience and his super-high perception ability, he could conclude that Malena was pregnant with twins this time. All that's left is matching, and the probability of getting a girl is still very high.

To be honest, Wang Yan still doesn't like having so many children. If there are multiple women, he won't say anything. But now that Marlena is the only one who has been pregnant for three consecutive years, he is a little unhappy. But if Malena wants to have a baby, he won't object to it. It doesn't matter if the family is big, it's fun.

In the warmth of the family, the phone rang from the study room upstairs. Wang Yan put down the book and went upstairs to answer the phone. Naturally, he is the same as Vito Corleone. This phone number is in someone else's name and at another address to prevent tracking and monitoring. The phone in the living room belongs to them and cannot be used twice a year. kind of.

Looking at his son who was following behind, Wang Yan smiled slightly and then answered one of the phones that kept ringing: "Hello?"

"Well, what did he say?"

"Okay, you did a good job. Give him a sum of money and let him live in a different place. That's it."

Then Wang Yan picked up his eldest son who was fumbling around and teased him downstairs to continue playing. As for Marlena on the side, there was no movement at all. She only looked at the second child next to her from time to time, and then looked at the three men on the side, revealing a gentle smile.

Wang Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and let his eldest son continue to mess around while he continued to read.

The call just now was about Sicily. Now that Italy has surrendered, it stands to reason that Italy's defeated and captured soldiers should also be released. So Marina's ex-husband, Lieutenant Antono Scodia, returns to his hometown.

Sicily was almost completely bombarded by the Allied forces. There were ruins everywhere, and innocent people were tearfully cleaning up their new homes and bidding farewell to their dead relatives. But at the same time, they felt relaxed. Because you don’t have to worry all day long. Although you are not rich, you are safe.

A shabby car parked in the bombed Syracuse. Carrying a shabby package and wearing a tattered coat, with an empty sleeve swaying in the Mediterranean breeze, Antono stood among the ruins. , looked around, trying to subjectively bring the town in his memory into the present. Thinking about the damage caused by the war and feeling the sleeves fluttering in the wind, he sighed, stuffed the empty sleeve into his pocket with his other good hand, and walked towards home.

He wanted to see his beautiful wife Malena as soon as possible, which was the biggest motivation for him to persevere in the past few years. But at the same time, he was also very ashamed in his heart, because he failed to make meritorious service on the battlefield, failed to make money, and ended up losing an arm. He had described the good days to Marlena countless times, but now it was obvious that he had broken his promise and failed completely.

He just walked through the moment with complicated emotions, and he pretended not to hear people's whispers along the way. Because he is used to it. After all, he married the most beautiful pearl in the town. It is not normal for men to be jealous and women to make sarcastic remarks. Marrying Marlena is the greatest pride of his life.

After three years, the half-grown boy Renaldo, who was in love with Marina and could not let go of her, was riding his bicycle quickly among the ruins with a cigarette in his mouth. He looked at Antono walking towards him and was stunned for a moment. It seems that I have seen it somewhere. He quickly stopped and looked back at the figure, trying to remember.

"Isn't this Marina's husband, Antono Scodia? Isn't he dead?"

"Marlena has gone to the United States with Don Correa. What do you think he will do when he finds out?"

"Are you crazy? Stop talking nonsense and pack your things quickly!"

It was the woman packing things on the side who reminded Renaldo, and he once again couldn't help but think of the beautiful woman who made him dream back at midnight countless times. He immediately rode slowly and followed behind...

Antono walked all the way through the town, walking on the dirt road by the sea, heading towards home. He kept thinking about what it would be like to meet his wife again. Did she miss him as much as he missed her? Will she be disappointed? Will she cry? How should he be comforted? Just such random thoughts.

Renaldo, who had been following behind for a long time, wanted to remind him, but he didn't dare. In recent years, the power of the Correa family has grown stronger in Sicily. They are so prestigious and evil that no one dares to lie.

Renaldo endured the tangle in his heart and watched helplessly as Antono walked to the door of the house where there were refugees on both sides. Only the clean house in front of it belonged to Marlena and Antono. He watched helplessly as he knocked on the door. After knocking on the door, he watched a strong and powerful man walk out of it. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was politely invited into the house.

The little boss poured Antono a glass of wine: "Mr. Scodia, I have to tell you the truth, but I hope you can stay calm."

Antono suppressed the idea of ​​​​exploding and nodded: "You say."

"More than two years ago, the news of your death came..." After the little boss told the truth from beginning to end, he said: "Now, she has gone to the United States, and she is living a good life. She should not be affected by your news. Her good mood, don't you think, Mr. Scodia?"

Antono was silent for a long time. He could tell the truth from lies. The mafia members in front of him would definitely not lie to him because there was no need. Just think about it and take a sip of wine once in a while.

The little boss didn't bother him, and even patiently poured him wine.

After drinking more than half of the bottle, Antono asked: "How is her life now? You know, I don't want to hear that she is fine."

"I don't know the specifics. I just heard from the brothers who came back that they live in a villa on the beach in Nuoyue, which is a wealthy area. She gave birth to two children, both boys. I don't know about the others. . You know, I could have gone too. Damn it, why didn’t I sign up?” The little boss grumbled angrily and patted him on the shoulder: “I think you’d better not be petty, really. , I won’t lie to you, her life is really good. And you are like this, if you don’t say whether you can make her happy or not, you can’t bear the consequences of irritating us. "

Antono waved the little boss's hand away with his sound arm and stared at him with red eyes: "Listen, I won't look for trouble or disturb Marlena, but that's not because of your threat. You are a bunch of eggless people. You are a coward and a shameless worm who bullies your own people. I am not afraid of you. I just want Marlena to live a better life. I am a person who should be dead and I should not disturb her good life."

After that, he got up and left with his broken luggage.

The little boss shook his head boredly: "Hey, Mr. Scodia, you can't leave now." As he spoke, the three younger brothers on one side silently gathered around him.

Antono threw his luggage on the ground, bent down and lunged, raising his sound arms: "Want to kill me? Come on! Let's see who is stronger, I will fight with you." After that, he was about to go up and do it.

The little boss waved his hands helplessly, and the three younger brothers immediately stepped forward and directly pushed the rampaging Antono to the ground.

Crouching down and looking at the struggling Antono, the little boss said slowly: "Don't worry, Mr. Scodia, we don't mean any harm. But we have no right to decide your matter, so we need to contact the United States. Only then can we decide your final destination, understand? But you can rest assured that although we are the mafia, we will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. You have made it clear that you will not disturb Ms. Marlena's peaceful life. I miss you. Nothing will happen, so I need you to wait here patiently for a while."

After saying that, regardless of Antono's reaction, he directly asked his three younger brothers to tie him up, and then urgently contacted the United States...

Wang Yan thought about what his subordinates said, and it was pretty good. Now that I am here, after experiencing the life here, it can be said that I will rarely have the opportunity to return to Syracuse in the future. Maybe she will go back only when she gets old, or one day Malena suddenly wants to go back and see the house on the seaside where they met and had a beautiful past.

Since Antono is sensible, there is no need to kill him, just prevent him from appearing in Syracuse. Wouldn't it be nice to give him some money to kill and find a small place to marry and have children?

As time passed, this matter gradually disappeared. Even if people gossip, they only talk about it when they are bored at home, and absolutely no one dares to talk loudly outside.

The Correa family is the real emperor of Syracuse and even the entire east coast of Sicily, and everyone from top to bottom belongs to them. And, openly or covertly, he manipulates other families. He is the Big Mac on the surface, and the uncrowned king of Sicily secretly.

Looking at Marlena who was seriously making clothes for her unborn child, Wang Yan smiled faintly, stood up and picked up the second child who was curious about the world but unable to move. The whole room was full of people who were tossing with the eldest son, and the villa was full of people. Laughter...

Thank you (money ability) brother for your continued support.

I would like to express my daily gratitude to the good brothers who vote monthly for their support.

Thank you to all the brothers who recommended me for your support,

Thanks to the big brothers who read silently for their support.