The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Tang Tang was satisfied with Alberto's attitude.

You have to know that many times, those in positions of power who have been in power for a long time know that people’s bad nature will cause them to become lax, arrogant, stupid and unaware.

But the legendary godfather of the Mafia did not do that. Even when his legs required him to sit in a wheelchair for a long time, he still maintained a considerable level of exercise. And despite suffering from cancer, the undulating outlines of his muscles can still be seen in his fitted suits.

As an obviously young man and a junior, Tang Tang has some respect and admiration for his godfather and father in his heart.

In the strong fragrance of flowers, the atmosphere was serious and tense. The young Tang Tang and the old Alberto looked at each other. In the gentle July summer breeze, it seemed like a destined transfer of power.

She slowly approached, speaking fluent and graceful Italian, "I will not let down an admirable head of the family, nor will I have the heart to let down a loving father."

No one moved, and the old butler just looked at Tang Tang quietly.

Watching her gradually approaching, her soft white hands rested on the wheelchair behind the old godfather, seeming to be naturally different from the old man in black.

She exerted a little force, then pushed Alberto herself and walked into the brightly lit hall.

The expensive wheelchair still made a slight noise as it moved, its tires rubbing against the marble floor that looked like a gorgeous religious mural. Everyone stood solemnly outside the door, watching the old man and the young boy gradually walk away.

The old butler looked at his equally elderly master with his aged eyes and slowly closed the door for the two of them.

.......

The two did not discuss business.

Tang Tang could smell the aroma of rice, which was the familiar complex seasoning.

“Is it Chinese food?”

It is Chinese food, or Chinese food of different departments.

Alberto hired four or five famous Chinese chefs for Tang Tang. In the mafia's territory, no one would refuse to give him face.

Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, and even Northeastern cuisine cooked in small iron pots.

Tang Tang looked at the familiar dishes and sighed softly, "I feel your attention. Maybe it would be better for you if we finish talking about this first."

She was fearless, so she wasn't suffering, but Alberto might be waiting for an answer.

"Thank you, I am really anxious." Alberto subconsciously touched his thick gray beard, and looked at Tang Tang quietly with his violet eyes. "Please state your request, Miss Tang. I think since you are here, you must need something. Maybe it would be better if we are honest."

Tang Tang pondered and tried to summarize the language.

She couldn't just tell the Godfather, "I made up an identity as an Italian mafia gang member and now I'm trying to cover up my lie. Would you consider letting me become your nominal daughter and inherit your power in the future?"

Alberto must have thought she was crazy.

Moreover, she must be a pure Chinese. If she really inherits the power in full with her real name, she will definitely be on the national security list after returning to China.

So she needs more of a special status and some authority.

She crossed her hands and rested her chin on them, staring into the godfather's light purple eyes. She thought for a while and spoke slowly, "I can't tell you the reason. In fact, I am not short of wealth, but I just need a new identity."

"A relatively special status in the Italian Mafia, which, of course, requires certain privileges."

She couldn't help laughing as she said this. No one would guess her real purpose, because she really was just pretending, not trying to gain power and cause trouble.

This is somewhat funny. She is really a strong sister who goes to great lengths to show off.

Alberto gently turned the ring on his thumb, with a hint of solemnity in his voice, "I am the head of the Newkman family and the godfather of the Mafia. I need to be responsible for everyone behind me."

Tang Tang nodded in agreement, this was true.

If Alberto agreed to her immediately, she would start to suspect whether this great godfather had other ideas in mind.

"Of course, but you should also understand that as the owner of the reagent, if I use it to trade with the United States, those guys who are greedy for money will easily give me any honor I want."

But in fact, it is impossible for her to produce this reagent in large quantities at present...

cough.

She looked up at her godfather, "But I didn't."

Ultimately, she won't actually join the Mafia at the moment, but not officially joining the Mafia doesn't mean her position is not important.

"I will be responsible for all my activities, and provide at least 10 billion in personal activity funds to be responsible for my own subordinates."

"I just need to use this identity occasionally..."

Alberto couldn't help but hesitated in surprise and asked, "Wait, Miss Tang, how much did you say?"

Tang Tang showed a confident smile on his face, "10 billion."

Then she slowly uttered two more words, "US dollars."

“Ms. Tang, the Newkman family will be your best friends.”

Alberto agreed quite readily. Oh my God, that's 10 billion US dollars. Only a fool would refuse.

"But within the Newkman family, the only authority lies with me, and the next in line is my heir."

"Ms. Tang, we all know that no matter your status or nationality, you can never be my heir. Even if I ask you for something, I can't bet on the entire Newkman family."

"Of course, but you have to admit that no matter who you choose as your successor, you will never dare to attack the United States, nor will you be able to avenge Mr. Alberto Jr."

Alberto's pupils shrank tightly, staring at Tang Tang's face with a faint smile, and he repeated unconsciously with a very complicated tone, "Revenge?"

"revenge."

Tang Tang tilted his head, and spoke slowly but solemnly, "The United States has always been arrogant. Mr. Alberto knows that they have done many beastly things, such as forcibly shooting the president, provoking wars, and maliciously imposing sanctions."

However, due to various considerations, many games will not produce any results, so the United States is becoming more and more arrogant and unscrupulous.

But Tang Tang can do it, and only Tang Tang can do it.

The girl's clear and clean voice was like the gurgling of water, but it stirred up huge waves in Alberto's heart.

"Mr. Godfather, I don't need the Newkman family. I just need everyone's respect and enough power to be free."

“I have everything I want.”

“The Newkmans get everything.”

Like the devil's temptation, or God's salvation.

"Only one identity?"

“It only takes one identity, that’s all.”

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