Meiman plane trader

Chapter 58 Testbed?
"Thank you, Mr. Brook!" After arriving home, Francesca got out of the car and thanked the driver.

"You're welcome, they're all doing things for the boss!" Brook waved his hand, and then drove away.

"It seems that your boss may be more powerful than I imagined." Looking at the car driving away, Vito said to his sister.

"Why do you say that?" Francesca was puzzled.

"If I'm not mistaken, the driver should have been a soldier before, and he was the type who had been on the battlefield." Vito explained.

"Really? I'm not very clear about it, but it's okay. Mr. Kahn is not only an anti-French XX hero who has appeared in newspapers, but also a material supplier for the military. It is not surprising that there are several veterans around him." Right?" Francesca thought for a while.

Seeing her innocent appearance, Vito shook his head and didn't say much. Others may not be able to see it, but he, who has experienced the battlefields of the European War, knows very well that the style and temperament of Brooke is not like a loose American soldier, but more Like the German soldiers I saw when I was captured.

"Why is our new home here? Isn't this the territory of the Irish?" After pulling his attention back and looking at the surrounding neighborhoods, Vito couldn't help asking, this new home is in the West End, and the environment is better than before. I don't know much about Little Italy where I live, but in Vito's view, this is a big problem.

In the past ten years, the residential areas of these new Italian immigrants can be said to be clearly separated from other local ethnic groups. Except for those rich people, no Italian will go to live in places where other ethnic groups are predominant. The area is uncomfortable.

For example, if an Italian lives in the Italian area, and sometimes encounters some troublesome things, he can spend some money to find the Italian gangsters in his living area to solve them, but if you live in the Irish area, who do you ask to help you?

Vito was also a gangster on the street before he was arrested and served as a soldier, so he knew the way inside.

"Vito, don't say such things. Now in Chicago, there is no Italian Mafia anymore. Now it's the Irish who have the final say, but don't worry too much. Mr. Kahn has a very high status in Chicago. The gang members all know that I am helping Mr. Kahn, and they dare not trouble us." Francesca immediately persuaded him.

"...Okay, by the way, sister, have you seen Joe after I joined the army? He took all the goods for the last ticket. Did he give you the money?" Vito didn't say anything more, but changed the subject and asked.

The Joe he was talking about was actually none other than the Joe Barbaro who first stole the car, got into huge debts with Josie, and was later hired by Tony Wendis to follow Margot.

But now this poor guy, after being killed by Josie, traded it to Daenerys with a trader, and asked Long Ma to help him deal with it.

As for whether it is used to plant flowers or feed dragons, that is not what Josie cares about.

Before Vito joined the army, he was with the other party.

It was also one night when the two went to steal a store, Joe ran away, Vito was arrested, and then he was sent to the army because he could speak Italian.

"No, I haven't seen him since you were arrested, let alone any money. If it wasn't for Ms. Margot's kindness, we couldn't even get the money to bury my father. After coming back this time, Find something serious to do, and stop fooling around with those guys!" Francesca said to her brother earnestly.

"...My good sister, you think too much, the battle is not over yet!" Vito said helplessly, he didn't know that Francesca begged Josie.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you. I have already asked Mr. Kahn to find a way to save you from going back to fight. He has already agreed. You have to go to see him with me tomorrow and thank him." Only then did Francesca tell Vito.

"What? Is this true? Can it work?" Vito's eyes widened when he heard this, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Of course, since Mr. Kahn agreed, it will definitely work." Francesca said with determination.

Vito opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

At night, lying on the bed in the new bedroom, feeling the soft and comfortable mattress, Vito could not fall asleep for a long time.

He has not enjoyed this kind of peace and tranquility for more than a year.

If it is really possible to do what my sister said, I don't have to go back to the battlefield, that would be great.

It's just that he couldn't help but think of someone's invitation... Forget it, they don't know where the call is now, and they probably forgot about him long ago.

After a good night's sleep, Vito, led by his sister, came to Josie's villa early the next morning.

"Vito Scaletta?" In the study, Josie looked at the tall and handsome Italian young man in front of him and asked. I have to say that the elder sister is beautiful, and the younger brother is not bad in appearance. God knows their bartender. How did my mother give birth to this pair of beautiful siblings.

"Yes, sir, I'm Vito!" Vito responded a little awkwardly. It was obvious that Josie looked younger than him, but the non-aggressive feeling on the other side made him feel like It was in the face of those high-ranking officers.

"Here's your discharge certificate!" Josie nodded, and pushed a document at hand over, "It's an official document from the Veterans Administration, so don't worry about any sequelae."

"Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Kahn." Hearing Josie's words, Vito's eyes lit up, and he once again understood what kind of energy Mr. Kahn had in his sister's mouth.

Because ordinary people, in this tense period of war, the only possibility to retire is to find a way to falsify medical records.

But he had never heard of someone like Josie who directly took out the official discharge document from the Military Administration.

"Small things, Francesca works very hard. I'm not a stingy employer, so I won't refuse some small requests." Josie waved his hand and asked, "I heard that when you were in Europe, Captain Rogers saved you?"

"Yes, sir, it was Captain Rogers who saved Captain Bucky and me. If it wasn't for him, I might have died on the Hydra test bed." Vito also boasted at the right time. The first time I walked into this study, I saw a photo of Josie and the US team hanging on the wall, and it was the US team without a mask.

This made him instinctively think that this Mr. Kahn knew Captain America, and the relationship should be pretty good.

It's just that Josie didn't care about his flattery at all.

He cares about another thing.

"You mean, you and Bucky are on the test bench together?" Josie, who didn't take Mrs. Vito seriously, asked Vito's eyes very seriously.

(End of this chapter)