Pov squeezed his eyes and said word by word: "He's a very young man."

"Tell me clearly, explain clearly, and talk about that person's situation in detail." I said excitedly.

The second brother brought a cup of tea and handed it to Popov, asking him to moisten his throat first.

"This guy is good at everything, but there is one thing that is bad, that's just a slow work! Popov, if you guys are so treacherous, I want you to look good!" Wolfgang looked at Popov with anger.

Popov took a sip of tea, took a breath, and murmured, "That year, the rain was very strong, and it fell intermittently from spring to summer, and there was also strong wind. The roses in our garden in the garden were well-known, third young man, you don't know, our roses are pure-bred Polish roses, with not only big buds, but also very beautiful. I have never seen any roses in that year look better than that year."

"You bastard, who told you to say Rose! Hurry up and talk about that person!" Wolfgang wanted to slap Popov to death.

Popov pouted and said, "Boss, this Rose has a big relationship with that person, listen down!"

"Popov, don't worry about old Wolfgang, and continue." I smiled.

Popov smacked his lips: "I had nothing to do that day, but it was not just that day. I didn't get a job in that month, so I lay next to the garden and looked at the roses. As I looked, a young man walked up to me and asked me why the flowers bloomed so well."

"Is that person?" The second brother's eyes lit up.

In fact, he just doesn't ask, everyone knows that it must be the mastermind behind the scenes, the guy we are looking for.

"Yes." Popov nodded, and then said in a daze: "That man is about the same age as the third young master. He is about 1.9 meters tall, wearing a plaid suit, and he has a beard and a cigarette holder in his mouth. He felt a little strange at first glance. I told him that the flower is called Polish Rose. Of course, the rain is blooming well, so he nodded straight, and then he asked me if I was a designer. When I said yes, he asked me to design clothes for him."

"It's the clothes with the number 59371?" I asked.

Popov nodded vigorously: "That person is very different from the guests I received before. The other guests asked me to design beautiful clothes for myself to wear when attending the banquet. But he told me that the clothes he made were for myself to wear."

"Wear it for yourself?! This person is so strange! Isn't the clothes just for others to see!" Holgina said in surprise.

Popov glanced at Holkina and smiled, "Yes, I told him that way, but he just told me that this set of clothes was for myself, and he told me not to make this set of clothes like other people."

"What kind of clothes would that be?" the second brother asked in a low voice.

Popov said with his head proudly, "That dress is also the most casual clothes I designed. The whole set is black, as wide as a priest's robe. On the robe, there are huge bright red Polish roses embroidered with silver thread. The stems and leaves of the roses are embroidered with silver thread. All the ornaments on the clothes are also engraved with the shape of a big rose. The whole set of clothes is very mysterious. After the design, the person was very satisfied and gave me a lot of rewards."

"What's that person's name? Where's the person?" the second brother asked anxiously.

Popov smiled and said, "That guy acts strangely. He never comes to our shop during the day, usually in the middle of the night. When I was designing the buttons, I asked him what letters he wanted to carve on the buttons. He laughed. He said he only needed to carve two letters, one S and the other Y. He said his name was Sardinia Eastman."

"Sardinia Ilman? This name is a bit familiar. Why can't I remember it for a moment? Second brother, do you know this person?" I turned around and asked Second brother.

The second brother smiled and said, "You should know this person."

I grinned, "I just sound familiar. But I can't remember it."

The second brother smiled and said, "Do you know George Eastman?"

"George Eastman?! Isn't he the boss of Kodak?!" I said in surprise. At the same time, I finally remembered who Sardinia Eastman was.

The second brother shrugged: "This Sardinian Eastman is his second son, and he is currently in charge of the company's main business."

"Kodak Company?!" Everyone in the room was stunned.

The famous Kodak company is not only in Los Angeles, but also in the United States.

The company was founded in 1880, and it started its business slowly and invented film in 1883. After that, the company was officially named Eastman Kodak.|; in 1892.

Afterwards, George Eastman, who was very business-minded, quickly expanded his business. Not only in the United States, he also established his own factories in countries and regions such as Britain, France, Germany, and Kodak has since become the leader of the industry. By 1926, Kodak's reputation had already spread all over the world. Not only in the film and camera industries, George Eastman also extended his tentacles to automobiles, real estate, oil, industry and other aspects, and was closely connected with Wall Street financial chaebols, and Kodak formed a huge capital empire.

George Eastman has two sons. The eldest son is weak and sick, and generally does not manage the company's business very much. The younger son, Sardin Eastman, entered Cambridge University at the age of 16 to study economics. After graduation, he followed his father to manage the company. As George Eastman grew older, Sardin Eastman also gradually began to take over the company's main business and played an increasingly important role in Kodak.

But how could he meant someone to kill me? You know, I have never dealt with this guy at all, and DreamWorks and Kodak have never dealt with. Even because of the cooperation between Color Technology Company and us, Kodak may feel unhappy, but it won't kill me.

I frowned and couldn't figure it out.

"Popov, can you be sure that it is this person? Remember that right?" I asked in a deep voice.

Popov patted his chest hard: "San Shao, don't worry, I will never remember it wrong. I have a deep impression of that person. His name is very similar to my brother's name, so

Remember wrong.”

Looking at Popov's face of faith, I nodded.

"San Young Master, how could you get involved with the people of Kodak? Their company is a wealthy person. I heard that it is not only the same as the chaebols on Wall Street, but also has a good relationship with the government. And, more importantly, they also have an affair with the underworld. I heard that Tony Acardo and this Sardinia Eastman were very involved." Wolfgang always had a worried expression from the beginning of hearing the name Sardinia Eastman.

"They are dating?! Old Wolfgang, how did you know?" the second brother grabbed Wolfgang's hand and said hard.

Wolfgang shook his head: "I didn't know that last month the people from the Akado family came to the store to make trouble and beat all my customers, but one of them didn't move. Afterwards, I was very curious and asked why the mafia didn't hit him. He smiled and told me that he was the deputy manager of Kodak, and said that their general manager had a very good relationship with the boss of the Akado family, so these minions naturally didn't dare to do anything to him."

"San'er, it's complicated, this time it's complicated!" The second brother looked at me and his brows frowned.

I sighed, turned around and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already past three o'clock.

"Old Wolfgang, it's getting late, and it's time for us to go back." I stood up and said to Wolfgang.

"Two young masters, it's so late, so you stay with me for one night and leave tomorrow morning!" Seeing that my second brother and I were leaving, Carlo quickly stood up and stopped us.

"Mr. Carlo, when the boss and Mr. Boggy came here, there were still many people in the company waiting for them to go back. The situation is very chaotic now, and they are not at ease in the company spending the night outside, so..." Holgina nodded to Carlo with a smile.

"Carlo, just let the two young masters go. Their safety is important. Besides, the bastards from the Akado family may come to cause trouble at any time during this period. I am not at ease when they live in the store." Wolfgang patted Carlo on the shoulder and sighed.

The second brother laughed: "Old Wolfgang, don't worry about the Akado family. As soon as I go back, I will ask the Burbank Party to protect our store, and we are there. Make sure that those guys dare not touch every piece of grass and tree in the store. If they dare to act wildly, I will definitely use your Thomson submachine gun to knock that Tony Akado into a sieve!"

Wolfgang nodded, and then said to me and my second brother: "Two young masters, then I'll send you out."

We followed Wolfgang downstairs and came out from the side door of the Warsaw clothing store.

The cold wind was blowing outside and it was drizzling. As soon as I came out of the warm room, I couldn't help but have a cold war.

"Two young masters, where are your car?" Wolfgang looked around and didn't notice the car, so he turned around and asked me.

"Mr. Pannovsky. Our car parked in the opposite block, just walk there." Holkina smiled and pointed to the street opposite.

Wolfgang nodded. Then he handed me the three boxes and whispered: "Two young masters, it's midnight now. There are people from the Akado family moving around in the evenings in the surrounding blocks. You have to be careful. I'll hand over these three things to you, and you have to keep them."

Looking at Wolfgang's tears, I nodded with a heavy emphasis: "Old Wolfgang. Don't worry, even if I lost my life, I will not lose these three things."

"That's good, that's good. The Corleone family finally has hope! You guys go, be careful." Wolfgang stood in front of the door and waved us.

After saying goodbye to Wolfgang, we left the Warsaw clothing store, the three of us put on our collars and walked into the drizzle.

"This ghost weather! I hate this kind of rain the most. If you want it, you will feel very happy. It's so irritable and uninspiring that it makes you feel uncomfortable!" The second brother looked up at the sky and cursed, took off the windbreaker outside and threw it to me.

"I'm not cold, why don't you throw the clothes for me?" I was hit by the metal ring on his windbreaker and started yelling at my second brother.

"You guy! Who will throw the clothes to you? Use clothes to spread the three treasures. If these things are soaked in rain, you will not be afraid of being broken!" My second brother gave me a blank look, then came over and wrapped the three boxes tightly with his windbreaker.

"Oh, in this world, some things come too suddenly. San'er, you said that when we were young, we couldn't think of ourselves as descendants of the Polish royal family! You don't know that last week, Northrop and I attended a cocktail party. The people attending the party were all celebrities, either rich people or nobles. It's okay for the rich people. Many of them are nouveau riche, and they don't care. They are very happy while drinking and smoking, but those nobles are different. They wear tuxedo and are polite, and they want to hang their chins into the sky. Northrop saw an old man who went to chat with others, but they didn't even pay attention to him. Later, when Northrop found out, it was a British viscount and a nobleman. As a result, Northrop and I were hit hard, and others said, "Now, this is the case."

Even if you are rich in society, you will be shorter in front of those hereditary nobles. If you are happy, you will pay attention to us. If you are unhappy, you will not look at you at all. At that time, I thought, it would be good to be a noble when you can also become a noble. Unexpectedly, we are still descendants of the Polish royal family. Even if we are not emperors now, the titles of the Lokotke and Corleon family are also there, but the titles of the Duke are the nobles! Finally, they are a nobleman! San'er, you are more knowledgeable than me. This duke is higher than that viscount! "As soon as the second brother mentioned the history of our family, his tail immediately rose to the sky. When Holgina next to him heard the word "viscount", he was shocked and his expression was a little lost. Then he saw that his second brother quickly returned to his original expression and giggled.

Holgina's lost expression was fleeting, but it made me see it right away.

"Holkina, why are you laughing at?" the second brother wondered.

Holgina shook her head: "Mr. Baoji, I admire you so much! You actually compare the Duke with that viscount. Can this be compared?"

The second brother opened his eyes wide and said, "Is it that our duke is not as high as that viscount yet?!"

I laughed, too.

Holgina finally stopped laughing, then reached out her hand to list the titles one by one to her second brother: "Mr. Baoji, in Europe,

There are strict divisions, and I don’t know anything else, but our titles are divided into five levels. The first and highest ones are the dukes! Those who own this title are often rulers of the same place and have the power to determine the life and death of others! Didn’t Panowsky say that your ancestor Vadivasf I was originally the Duke of Kurvia, and he was the king of a local principality. Go down, there are marquises, and these people are often border guards, appointed by the state, and are generally from the local big family. Then there are the earls, these people are the chief executives of the local people. In ancient times, just like the governor of California today

These three titles are high nobles, with great power of rule and vast territory. Further down, there is the viscount. Those who possess this title were originally servants and subordinates of high nobles, who served the higher nobles and ran errands. Further down, the lowest title was the baron. Most of this title was related to the army. In our hometown, the knight leader in the army was generally obtained from the king. Mr. Boggy, you are descendants of the Corleon family, and you have the orthodox first-class duke. You actually hold such a noble title and that viscount. Is this a ridiculous thing?"

The second brother was stunned by Holgina's words. After hearing Holgina's words, he laughed: "Yes, yes, that's ridiculous. I will meet that viscount who is not viscount. I have to let that guy make a fool of himself in public. I am a bitch. I am so approachable and we are all together with everyone. His big-than-than-than-the-ground viscount actually makes a breeze!"

The second brother was so happy that he was dancing with joy, touching his chin and laughing.

I know best about his temper, and his vanity is much greater than mine.

I was not as proud as him, and I did not have such a big reaction to this title. I looked at Holkina and felt a little doubt in my heart.

What I wonder is that there are not many people who know this title in modern society, so why does Holgina speak so well?

"Holkina. Why do you know the title so clearly?" I asked at Holkina meaningfully.

Holgina's eyes showed a hint of panic, and then she pretended to be calm and said to me: "Boss, even ordinary people know about the title in our hometown. You don't know about it. The concept of appointment is much stronger than that of your United States."

I smiled and said, "That was in the past. Now the people in your hometown will not know much about the title than my second brother. Even if they are clear, they cannot be as uttered as you said. Holgina, when you heard my second brother talk about the viscount, his expression changed. My second brother didn't notice it. I can see it clearly. Hurry up, how did you know so clearly!"

Since Holgina talked to me, she has never talked about her life experience, nor about her previous life. She didn't tell me or ask her, but tonight, from the various situations in front of me, I am sure that her life experience is absolutely extraordinary.

She passed by. What kind of person is she?!

Holkina was silent when I asked, lowered her head and walked down as she looked at the road beneath her feet in a daze.

The second brother and I looked at each other and waited patiently for her to speak.

After walking for a while, Holkina suddenly sighed heavily, then turned around and said to me, "Boss, do you really want to know my life experience?"

My eyebrows raised: "Of course I want to know!"

My second brother hugged my shoulder and quickly spoke to me: "It's not just him, I've been itchy for a long time, I'm just embarrassed to ask you out. My face is not as thick as your boss."

Holkina looked at me. Her eyes were soft at first, and then slowly became sad.

I know that her statement is about to begin.

"Now there is no Ukraine, only the Soviet Union. Do you know this?" Holkina whispered.

"I know, Ukraine is part of the Soviet Union now." My second brother and I nodded.
To be continued...