No one knows a son as good as a father. Although Contini's thoughts have perfectly merged with Ziano and showed different characteristics, his expression, movements, tone and even eyes are still Ziano's. The old man can see the real mystery behind it at a glance.

He sighed: "Calais, I have to admit that the leader's successful entry into Rome has aroused the ambitions and even ambitions of many people. It is not surprising that you have this idea. On the other hand, it is abnormal that you do not have similar ideas. However, although your ability, the resources you have and the family behind you are far more than the leaders of the same age, we have to admit that the opportunities faced by leaders are almost unique. Many times, successful people may not be stronger than those of the losers. Perhaps the decision to succeed and fail is only one opportunity and a destiny, and now you do not have this possibility for the time being."

"Father, why can't I understand what you said?" Contini laughed. "I admit that I do have other ideas, but the thought you just said is really not the same as mine."

"you……"

Seeing that Old Ziano was about to persuade him again, Contini quickly waved his hand to stop him: "Father, let's think about the problem from a different standpoint. Do you think my motive is impure, so do you think the leader thinks my motive is simple? Will he worry about the things you are concerned about?"

"This..." Old Ziano hesitated for a moment, "should have such concerns."

"If so, why would the leader agree? He could have refused directly, and if he refused, I couldn't say anything."

After saying this, Old Ziano fell into deep thought: There is no reason to think of the problem Mussolini couldn't imagine, why did he use this as an excuse to deal with him in the future? But is he worthy of such a big fight?

"Can you listen to my analysis?" Seeing that Old Ziano was thinking about it again, Contini quickly pulled his thoughts back.

"Tell me."

"First, the leader didn't expect this at all. I don't think it's impossible, but the possibility is less than 5%. Second, he thought, but he thought it was just a young man who was messing around and he would automatically stop after a while. He didn't need to be a villain. I think this possibility is no more than 15%. Third, the leader thought it was, and he had his purpose. He thought that he could control me through this matter. I think this possibility could be at least 80%.

Old Ziano nodded: "This analysis is basically in line with my opinion."

"Then let me talk about why the leader thinks he can control me." Contini listed them one by one. "First, he felt that I was too young, and I couldn't manage hundreds of people at all. At that time, he would rely on the personnel he sent. In this way, I controlled it in name, but in fact, the leader secretly controlled it, and I had to pay for him. Second, he felt that I lacked military experience and had no idea what the military was going on. Perhaps with the attitude of watching the fun, I tried various new ideas - burned my money and contributed the country's tactical strategy, why didn't he do it? Third, even if I managed well and controlled it well in the end, he had achieved results. He believed that as long as a few people were sent to take over, all my early investment would become a wedding dress for others."

Old Ziano did not say anything, but used his eyes to express his recognition of these ideas.

"So I will let you let the leader see a different operating logic and development direction." Contini said, "Are you still going to check it yourself? If you really think I am out of place at that time, wouldn't it be better to order the suspension?"

Old Ziano sighed: "Okay, I barely gave me a reason, but I suggest the number of people..."

"The number of people cannot be reduced, not to mention that the nature will not change due to the increase or decrease of people." Contini hurriedly said, "I will come forward in the name of hiring bodyguards and guards of various industries. It will not remind people of this as a whole army. To be honest, although these brave men are generally over 30 years old, they are very experienced. They are all my seeds. I also expect to train them into airborne troops to practice my ideas in the theory of air supremacy."

"How much are you going to burn for this?"

"If you need it, use as much as you need. I can still afford to raise such a little bit of people... Besides, planes, pilots, and venues are all ready-made, and training parachuting doesn't cost much."

When Lao Ziano thought of his son's speculation that he made more than 10 million US dollars in profit, he nodded silently and finally said: "I warn you not to do anything randomly. The 240 people specified will never be allowed to exceed the amount. You must register and count the roster, training tasks, funding and equipment in detail and report it to me so that I can grasp your movements. If there is anything, you can give your face to mediate for you."

"Thank you, my father, but I really don't do anything random."

"Stop, I don't know your personality yet? I'm afraid that the world will not be in chaos, so I can't miss any of the requests I have made!"

"Okay!" It was Contini's turn to be defeated. Fortunately, he really had no bad intentions for the time being. He really only wanted to train a special forces of more than 200 people - the success rate could not be 100%. Setting more points to the upper limit will help maintain the scale after elimination. This can be suppressed well. The father and son finally reached an agreement in this field.

When he went home at night, Old Ziano, who was vaguely feeling uneasy, was unable to sleep. Finally, he told his wife all the news, hoping that the other party could come forward and persuade his son not to be too anxious to do things, and young people should not be impulsive, and to make steady progress step by step.

Who knew that his wife sneered: "What do I do? Wouldn't you just get some bodyguards and some firearms? Which big family doesn't have it? The bodyguard team of the Agnelli family even has tanks and armored vehicles. Why don't you tell me?"

This is really not unfair to the Agnelli family. Fiat has the ability to manufacture tanks and armored vehicles. Isn't it the most normal to get a few "test" vehicles, but Old Ziano was speechless.

Then the lady said: "It is a good thing for a son to have ambition. With our family background, our ability, and your father, who is not better than a leader? You see, he went to Germany for a month and earned more fractions than you earn in your lifetime. What's so unsatisfied with? Why can't he be the prime minister? It would be fine if you don't want to be the prime minister, but your son wants to be you and still stop him. I really don't know what you think of as a father..."

"Me?" Old Ziano, who was scolded by his wife, was speechless completely. "Where did I disagree with his progress? Am I worried about him?"

"That's why you have to help you with advice and ask your son to ask for advice. You should find a way to tell him what to do, instead of simply saying that you can't do it - this cannot do it, that cannot do it, the days are wasted day by day. When will I see Calais become the prime minister?"

Old Ziano screamed in grievance: I am so honest and honest, and I am not fighting with the world, all around me are ambitious people - on the one hand, I am trying my best to do my son, and on the other hand, I want to be the Prime Minister's wife but I cannot settle for it, and I think that being the Prime Minister's mother is also an excellent wife. I really think that the Prime Minister's position is a taxi, and whoever wants to be can take it?

After thinking about it, it seems that the average term of office of the Italian Prime Minister is very short, especially after World War I, whose average term of office has not exceeded one year. Maybe Calais really has the chance to be the prime minister.

Then the question arises. What should I call my son the minister when he becomes prime minister in the future?

Old Ziano, who can't figure it out, simply don't think about it, just take a look at it one step...
Chapter completed!