JOJO: Winning Shediablo at the start

Let's talk about husband and wife, this may expose his true boss status.

"We are the kind...the kind...you know." In the end, Diablo could only pretend to be stupid.

And Sazhuo didn't disappoint him, he suddenly realized, and then asked in a gossiping whisper: "You are Miss Jacqueline's underground boyfriend, right?"

clam?

Is this treating me as a male favorite?

Although it was embarrassing, Diablo nodded bravely, "Yes, please help keep it secret."

"No problem, no problem." Sazhuo seemed to be very excited about this matter, covering his mouth and nodding in agreement.

"In this case, let's talk about cooperation!" Diablo finally had a chance to bring the topic to this!

"Oh, good." Sazhuo put down his hand covering his mouth, "I want to develop again in Naples, because of the reputation I have accumulated before, this development should be much easier."

"What I want is that the [Enthusiasm] organization can help me gain a foothold here normally, without being affected by other external factors. I will pay you handsomely."

What Sazhuo said was very thoughtful and rigorous, but this was not what Diablo wanted.

"No, no, no, that's not what I mean by cooperation." Diablo raised a hand, "What I want is cooperation to develop the entertainment industry in Naples together. For me personally, in the name of [Passion], we The two cooperate."

"What?" Sa Zhuo obviously didn't expect that a cadre in an organization would have such an idea.

"Although I don't know the structure of gangsters very well, isn't it a bit overstepping like this? Will Miss Jacqueline agree?" Saying that, Sa Zhuo's eyes were full of suspicion.

In order to avoid doubt, Diablo hurriedly explained, "Ah, that, you don't understand, our boss is very good at listening to good suggestions from his subordinates."

"Really?" Sazhuo's eyes were still very suspicious.

"I'm a sweetheart, and the boss trusts me more." In desperation, Diablo could only say this.

"Ah, let me tell you earlier, isn't this reasonable?" Sazhuo finally felt relieved, "Then what is the specific cooperation?"

"Let me become a shareholder of your company, I can provide you with protection, and I am very popular locally..."

The words have come to this point, and Diablo will not say anything further. Smart people don't need to speak clearly to understand.

Sazhuo nodded thoughtfully, but still hesitated, "I don't doubt your power, but I'm still a little worried..."

Looking at her expression, Diablo could understand what it meant, "Don't worry, my job is very good, our boss will not easily replace me!"

"That's good... no, I don't doubt that."

They agreed to sign a contract to become a shareholder in a few days, and then left the restaurant together.

When Diablo returned home, he was scrutinized by Mira before he entered the door, "Well, there is nothing wrong with him."

"You're still checking me out," Diablo said, ignoring her, and sat down next to Jacqueline, snuggling in Jacqueline's arms like a sweet wife.

"I have been regarded as your underground lover! Sister Lin!"

Seeing this, Jacqueline held him in her arms very domineeringly, "Then take it easy and don't reveal your secrets."

And Sazhuo also returned to the residence he bought in Naples.

"Sister, why don't we go directly to assassinate Diablo? We have to transfer our property over here."

A girl with short bright red hair didn't understand.

"Gina, some things don't just go up without a brain." Sazhuo's gaze changed from the agility just now to deep, "Once we miss, we may be lost forever."

"Just take your time, we don't need to sacrifice our lives for Frank!"

===Chapter 179 Business dealings===

Within a few days, Diablo took people to Sadro's company.

The company is called [Musen], and its location is in the northern area of ​​Naples.

They have already managed the local officials and small gangs in advance, so it is relatively smooth to settle here.

"This is..." Sazhuo glanced at the person brought by Diablo. His eyes were very special, with red pupils and black sclera.

"My subordinates." Diablo did not introduce carefully. .

"Does your organization still recruit child labor? Even children." Sazhuo looked at Risut. Although he was tall, his face was very young, and he didn't look very old.

"Hey, this is no longer a child," Diablo patted him on the shoulder, "Now, this is an adult!"

Then, they signed a contract.

"My safety will be in your hands from now on, don't sell me out." Sazhuo joked.

"Look at what you said, how is it possible?" Diablo also echoed.

How could it be possible to sell you?I don't have a suitable price, can I sell it?

No, after all, you are my dear partner, a money-making friend!

Gotta pay more!

After a few words on the scene, the two officially became a cooperative relationship. After shaking hands and saying goodbye, Diablo left Sajo's office with Risut.

"How is it? Do you see something wrong with her?" Diablo suddenly asked Risut while walking on the street.

In fact, after yesterday, he still couldn't be completely at ease. Although the Crimson King almost sacrificed his hue in exchange for the conclusion that "Sazhuo is not a stand-in messenger", Diablo still felt that it would be better to be cautious.

"She should really not be a stand-in messenger. All her reactions are very real, not like a show." In this regard, Risut did not see any flaws.

"Let's leave it like this for now, we're going to start making good money."

"Eh? Shouldn't we investigate the matter of those two organizations?" This made Risut unable to understand.

Some time ago, I was hunted down by people from two organizations, but I forgot about it and started to make money.

"Risut, don't you understand?" Diablo glanced at him, "It takes a lot of money to maintain the operation of an organization."

"We rely on ourselves to find clues, which is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack. The best way is to use the power of the organization. Therefore, money must be earned!"

"Oh!" The simple Risut didn't know the tricks, he only knew that he was paid to work, it was as simple as that.

It is also because of this that Proxieter often reprimands, "You have such little minds all day long, you don't know when you will be sold by the boss."

To this, he did not refute, "Sell it, and then I will ask the boss to give you half of the money."

After they left, several people came into Sazhuo's office.

"Sister, shall we act?" Gina was eager to try, they were really sure to kill Diablo directly.

But Sazhuo still rejected them, "Frank has gone crazy during this time, we can no longer rely on [disciple] to act!"

Hearing his words, everyone was shocked, "Sister, you don't want to betray the organization, do you?"

They never thought this day would come.

"It's not betrayal!" Sazhuo said coldly, "We are not his vassals, nor are we his subordinates. This organization was also established by me!"

"I love it more than anyone!"

Saying that, Sazhuo's gaze turned from the coldness just now to disappointment, "However, Frank has completely mastered those two guys, and the three of them are trying to turn [disciple] into a tool to realize their ambitions!"

"Then why are we here to assassinate Diablo?" A man with a tattoo of [τ?ποτα] on his neck asked.

This is indeed a very good question.

Facing everyone's doubts, Sazhuo smiled miserably, and didn't make any answer, just let them all go back.

When he was alone, Sazhuo slumped down on the desk, "Why? Of course I am for [disciple], for you."

"Only in this way, [Gaia] will let us go..."

Their collaboration was simple, Diablo asked the organization to give Sadra her company protection, and they collaborated to open the Italian fashion market.

"Brother-in-law, I think that fashion company is not bad, and the clothes inside are quite beautiful." Mira flipped through the latest fashion magazines.

There are a lot of fashion designs in it from [Musen].

And Diablo took a look. He was not interested in fashion. Clothes, isn't it just to cover the body and keep warm?

As for the internationally popular fashion... Sorry, he is a common man who only likes money, so he can't understand it.

Although he doesn't understand fashion, he knows how to turn fashion into money!

"Invite rich businessmen from Naples to the ball?" This decision made Mr. Bellicoro a little confused.

Although those wealthy businessmen are rich, they don't know how to buy these things!And Mu Sen is not a men's fashion company!

"Of course, remember to let the famous people send invitations, so that they have no choice but to come!" Diablo looked at the latest organization report without looking up.

"Okay." Although he was puzzled, Diablo's order was absolute to Belikolo!

After he left, Mira, who was sitting in the office reading a magazine, became a little curious, "Brother-in-law, why are you looking for those old guys? I don't think they will buy these clothes."

"Fool, I didn't want them to buy it. How much are a few clothes worth?" Diablo put down the report and leaned back on the chair.

"It's true that the rich in Naples don't buy it, but we don't need them to spend money on clothes."

"As a well-known fashion company in the world, Musen naturally does not lack fame. What it lacks is an opportunity, an opportunity to dare others to come forward."

After listening to Diablo's words, Mira nodded thoughtfully, then shook her head, "I don't understand."

This sentence almost made Diablo fall to the ground, he supported the chair, and looked at Mira apologetically, "Sorry, please forgive my ignorance, I just had unrealistic illusions about your IQ! "

"How could I be so stupid? Hmph~" Mira put down the magazine, turned around and made a face at Diablo, and ran out.

……

"Your Majesty, we have retreated again! This time, it may take a long time." Lukexi announced the matter with a blank expression.

Everyone was about to leave, but Lukexi suddenly left three of them alone!

"Riya, Oslan, and Duomo, the three of you are going to Italy this time, and your majesty has assigned you a task alone!"

===Chapter 180 All parties move in clouds===

The dance was successfully held.

Diablo accompanied Jacqueline to the event.

Of course, in the eyes of these wealthy businessmen, the glamorous Jacqueline is the undisputed leader of the [Passion] organization.

"Look, that woman is the boss of the [Enthusiasm] organization who has gained fame in the past two years."

"It does appear that there are two brushes, and it is said that their organizations are now spread all over Italy."

"real or fake?"

They got together in twos and threes, pointing at Jacqueline.

And Jacqueline finally saw Saduo.

"Are you Miss Jacqueline? Nice to meet you." Sazhuo shook hands with Jacqueline gracefully.

However, before she could react, Sazhuo embraced Jacqueline with a warm hug, "She really is a beauty."

"You..." Jacqueline was also frightened by this hug.

Does this count as being thinned out?

Seeing that Sazhuo wanted to move further, Diablo coughed embarrassingly at the side, which made her stop.

"Yo, my little boyfriend is jealous!" Sazhuo laughed, but also took the opportunity to let go of Jacqueline.

"How was the ball going?" Diablo held a glass of champagne as he watched the wealthy and famous ladies coming and going.

"It's not bad. I didn't expect your appeal to be quite strong. Originally, I thought about stabilizing for a while before holding a dance party." Sa Zhuo was also very satisfied with the effect.

And, after the catwalks of the models on stage, it's time to customize the costumes!

This situation is already a full-level start for a foreign company that has just settled down!

At the ball, people kept coming to Sazhuo to invite him to dance, but she politely refused them all.

The equally glamorous Jacqueline was also the focus of the audience, but no one dared to strike up a conversation.

Did you think Diablo was there?

No, he's a fart.

"Look at the man next to her, duck!"

"Pure male favorite, maybe he will be replaced tomorrow!"

"He's a pretty boy, he doesn't look like a character at first glance, his hair is moldy!"

"Apart from being taller, handsomer, and stronger, what else does he have? Is he worthy of being compared with the beer bellies of our brothers?"