Gavino (Mafia System)
Attitude Change

Why George and Robert did not tell the truth, to the two people who discussed their cooperation. If Giordano and Mirele, as the owner of the warabala business is dead.

In fact, George says that, Giordano and Mirele have retired and live far outside the city. To be calmer in the retirement they live.

Actually it was not the will of their own, but at the request of Gavino. As the sole heir of all his family's ventures and fortunes.

Although the truth was, all of it was indeed Gavino's own. Thanks to the mafia system that also gives power and power. Because of the influence of wealth and wealth, it is very large for one's life in the eyes of society in general.

To keep his parents' death a secret, Gavino asked his two confidants, George and Robert, to say so. If anyone had asked them about the true owner of the warabala.

So, the deaths of Giordano and Mirele, remain unknown to anyone. And only certain people, who were present at the time of the eating that day.

The agreement on cooperation is over. But George is only giving time to test this cooperation over the next three months.

If in that time period can be seen progress and profits obtained, they agreed to continue the cooperation.

But if there is no progress, the cooperation will be stopped

As such, neither side needed to wait for a long time. Just to find out whether their cooperation can be continued or enough during the trial period.

"alright. Thanks for the time."

"Together."

"I'll excuse you."

"Please."

The two guests decided to go home first. George and Robert were in his place.

"Do we need to report this to Gavino?" asked Robert, who was indeed George's assistant.

"no need. All business matters, they've been handed over to us. He doesn't have to bother to work. The important thing is that profits remain. And for the report, just prepare. Because at any time possible, if there are problems will be used as a benchmark to be able to make a decision."

Robert just nodded. Because he also knows that George is certainly more experienced in anything. Compared to himself.

"Did Herry and the others work well?"

George asked about his friends Robert, who now works overseeing several warabala businesses. It has been opened in several places.

"Yes of course. They're all my best people, who used to be my schoolmates."

"Are you married?"

The question asked by George this time, had nothing to do with their work. But George was just trying to get to know his new friend better.

"How are you?"

Robert asked George, then drank the rest of the drink in his glass.

"No need to bother asking about my personal life."

The answer given by George, looked cold. Grievous and impressed there was anger that he could not let out.

"Hum, so do I."

Hearing the words spoken by Robert, made George smile cynically. As if laughing at his own situation. It was not much different from Robert.

Once it was enough, the two of them left the restaurant. The two of them returned to the city center, where there was a Giordano kiosk, which also became his current business office.

*****

The Gavino campus.

Everything looks as usual. There is nothing to do with yesterday's events.

Gavino walked towards the direction of the building, which was his class. Because there are between rows of buildings neatly lined up in the campus area.

Each building has its own name. So that there will be no more reason, if there are students who are wrong to enter. Because it was wrong to go to another building.

"That's Gavino!"

"Ah yes. That's a brave new student."

"Was she okay last night?"

"Looks like. There doesn't seem to be anything less than him."

"Simply handsome is he too."

"I don't know. But, the cars driven include expensive cars."

"But why did he get off the track of achievement?"

The talk of some people, new or old students about Gavino was heard. But it doesn't make Gavino awkward or stop his steps.

He continued to move decisively towards the direction of his building.

Gavino did enter through the path of achievement. But he did not accept the scholarship offer. He paid his tuition fees independently. Because I feel if, now the situation is much different. Not the same as before.

But for looks and style, Gavino is not too much different. He remains simple. It does not show that he is a rich man.

"Hi Bro!"

One of his friends, who had been waiting for him last night when he was called by the senate chairman, asked him TOS. With clasped hands. Things that happen to young people.

"Hi" said Gavino with a faint smile.

"Hows it? Ready for first class?" ask his friend.

They are in the same class.

Gavino replied with a nod of his head. Then he walked with his friend to the classroom.

Inside, there were already some students sitting around talking. Looks like we're doing an introduction.

"Isn't that what it was yesterday?"

"Yes. He's brave!"

"There has to be something like that. Let senior not do anything."

"Yes really."

The students started talking about Gavino.

But Gavino only nodded faintly, then looked for a seat that was still empty for him to sit on.

*****

In the afternoon, the class Gavino had attended for the umpteenth time had just finished.

He also prepared to go home.

"Hi! Emhhh. Can I meet you?"

A beautiful student approached and asked Gavino, who was just about to leave her seat.

"Me?" gavino asked, pointing at himself.

The student nodded quickly, confirming the question Gavino had asked him.

"Of course, who else?"

Gavino only smiled faintly, hearing the answer given by the beautiful girl who invited him to get acquainted.

"I'm Gress. I'm an American. So there's not a lot of friends here."

Gavino welcomes Gress, who introduces herself as an American immigrant.

"Gavino's."

With certainty, Gavino also mentioned his own name.

"What a good name. In keeping with the character of his brave man."

Gress was quick to pass judgment on Gavino. Her new friend she just met.

But because yesterday she also saw with her own eyes, with all the events at the end of the campus introduction, Gress was finally interested in getting to know Gavino directly and more closely.

"You're a native Italian citizen?"

"Yes. I am an Italian citizen myself. From the small town of Monte Isola. Not from Rome."

Introduce it finally happened, as it should, for those who just knew.