Ridiculed as Trash, Crowned at the Peak
I was born blessed by the god of fortune. No matter where I work, I can close major deals while lying down asleep.
The underboss of the Castellano mafia family discovers this secret. He shows up at my door personally and invites me to join as a consigliere in name only.
He offers me a six-figure annual salary and chauffeur service. He even installs a special ten-foot-wide massage bed in my office just for sleeping.
After I join the Castellano family, arms deals finalize one after another. Several stalled collaborations come back to life.
The Castellano family's reputation climbs steadily. Until the boss' girlfriend shows up to inspect for the first time.
She grabs a pair of scissors and, in front of everyone, shreds my mattress to pieces.
"Useless! We don't pay you all this money to sleep!
"Starting tomorrow, you're working as a bar hostess. And you'll be paid like one too."
I rub my sleepy eyes and stare at her in confusion.
Last night, to help the Castellano family finalize that casino operation rights contract, I didn't sleep a wink.
I barely fall asleep, so how am I useless?
The soldato beside her breaks into a sweat. "Signora, she's…"
"Shut up!" she cuts him off arrogantly. "From now on, I'm the one in charge of the Castellano family!"
Fine. Since there's no place for me here, I'll find somewhere else to sleep.
I hear the rival family's boss is willing to give me an entire luxury estate.