Sun God Marvel Chapter 282: Dilemma, the first court

"I came to you for a friend's entrustment." Zhou Yi smiled and said his intentions, and his answer naturally confused Mrs. Didiloa.

"Excuse me, gentleman. Did you make a mistake? I shouldn't know your friends."

The old woman is pretty sure that she doesn't know any friend of the man in front of him, because just like what he has revealed, such a rich person's friend will not be a simple character. And they are obviously not qualified to contact such people.

"You know him, madam, you definitely know him." Zhou Yi smiled and gave her a hint. "He is a superhero."

As soon as the words "superhero" came out, Mrs. Didiloa's face instantly turned pale. The reaction of his children was even more violent. The Mexican woman named Claudia quickly grabbed her daughter and pulled her behind her. And Francesco stretched out his hand directly behind his back and took out the pistol stuck in his waist.

Zhou Yi has been defined by them as a person who seeks revenge. So their reaction was even more intense. The family can no longer withstand any setbacks now. So at this time, for the existence and stability of this family, Francisco can do anything.

But he took out the gun, but he didn't have a chance to use it. Because before he pointed the gun to Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi had already reached out and held his gun barrel. The force produced by the retreat of the gun is not as strong as his hand, naturally, no matter how much Francisco pulls the trigger, it will not help.

"Sir, please be sober. If I am here to retaliate, wouldn't it be more convenient and safer for a team of bodyguards to rush in than myself?"

Zhou Yi's words failed to appease the impulsive Francisco's emotions, but it made Mrs. Didiloa figure it out. She pulled her son's arm, and then said to Zhou Yi.

"I'm sorry, gentleman. The situation in our family is a bit complicated now, so maybe my child's reaction is a bit too violent. Anyway, please don't take it to your heart."

"Of course. I was asked to talk about things, not to look for things. Can you ask me to sit in and have a cup of coffee?"

Zhou Yi's look is quite sincere, or that his smile is really charming. Under the attack of his smile. The women of Didiloa's family gradually let go of their guards. They don't believe that someone with such a bright smile will do anything bad, so they are also willing to fulfill the responsibility of a master.

"Of course, please come in and sit down, sir! It's just that the house is a bit simple, please don't care." The old woman first invited Zhou Yi to walk in from the hallway. Instead of continuing to stalemate with his son there. As for the other woman in the family, there is no need for her mother to say anything. She consciously went to the kitchen to get busy.

Francesco could not go against his mother’s wishes, so when he felt the strength in Zhou Yi’s hands relaxed, he honestly retracted the gun, and at the same time began to look at Zhou Yi with a vigilant look. Until he sat on the only sofa in his house.

Soon, a cup of coffee was placed in front of Zhou Yi. For the sake of politeness, Zhou Yi picked up and took a sip. But after this sip, he gave up his plan to continue drinking.

Because the taste is so weird, this low-quality coffee that has been kept for a long time is sour and crying in the mouth. It is simply a torture to the taste buds. However, as a guest, it is impossible to spray this sip of coffee in front of the host. So he could only squirm his mouthpiece with difficulty, swallowing the strange-smelling liquid into his stomach.

As soon as I swallowed it, my face was immediately ugly.

"Sorry, sir. There is only this kind of coffee at home. If it is too hard to swallow, we don't mind." Seeing the change in Zhou Yi's face, the old woman said embarrassedly. She knew what kind of stuff she had in her home, and she was too incapable of using it to entertain guests.

"I should say I'm sorry, but my taste is too capricious." He explained it with a wry smile. Zhou Yi touched the bridge of his nose and said. "I believe you know who I am here for, madam. He and I are friends, very good friends. So. He asked me to do something!"

"You are here to retaliate against us because we framed him, right?" Francesco, who had been standing on the side with a stinky face, stood up when he heard this. He stood in front of his mother and the others, and yelled at Zhou Yi in a low voice.

He has never thought that Zhou Yi will be a good thing. He has been in the gray area all year round. I never thought that any rich person would show kindness to their family. They are marginal figures in society that no one cares about, not to mention that they did such a wrong thing not long ago.

Just like he won't forgive someone for betraying them, so he naturally thinks that superheroes won't let them go easily. The Zhou Yi comer is not good, this is the truest thought in his heart.

Ignoring the Mexican man who has been aiming at him, Zhou Yi scanned their living environment. Then he said.

"The conditions of your living environment are not very good, are they?"

"Sir, we didn't make a mistake because of this." The old woman paled when she heard Zhou Yi's questioning. "We are not for money, really not!"

Looking at this old woman who was a little disturbed by a word of her own, and who had to be supported by her daughter to barely hold her ground. Zhou Yi showed a gentle smile.

"I believe that the power of money is great, but it is not yet great enough to buy the conscience of others. Therefore, I believe in you, madam."

Ignoring Francisco's glare, Zhou Yi then said in an apologetic tone.

"Excuse me, ma'am. Before coming, I did a survey of your family. So, I also understand your situation. Is it because of the mandatory deportation order from the Immigration Department?"

"I'm sorry, sir!" When Zhou Yi said the term that made their family almost plunged into hell, the old woman's face became pale again. But she still said with a strong spirit like praying. "I really have no other way. I can't let my child go back to that **** on earth. If you want to punish, just punish me alone. Even if I go to hell, let me be alone. These have nothing to do with my children, sir. They are all good children, and they have never done bad things."

"Mom, don't ask him. He can't do anything to us." Francisco went up and hugged his mother, and then said viciously to Zhou Yi. "Get out of here, right away. Otherwise I don't mind throwing your body out."

Mrs. Didiloa's self-blame and pain, her daughter Claudia's confusion and sorrow. There was also Francisco's unwillingness and anger, and the fear and incomprehension of the little girl who was secretly watching here. It is hard to believe that a mandatory deportation order will make a family so desperate. But it did happen before our eyes, and Zhou Yi could no longer believe it.

"I know, I know. Madam, it's not your fault. Neither he nor I mean to blame you." Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Zhou Yi tried to show a gentle smile . "He told me that if you make such a decision with unspeakable pain, he will not blame you. Because you are already enough to blame yourself. I am not here for revenge. Because We are not willing to do such a thing. I am here for other things. For example, to see where you need my help."

"We don't need you to be a good person here pretending to be a good person, let me go out. We don't want to see you!"

The grumpy Francisco doesn't think Zhou Yi is really here to help. He has seen too many scams, so for such rich people, he has never been afraid of using the greatest malice to conjecture them.

In his opinion, Zhou Yi is not a kind person who will help them. But with a bad idea, I want to push them to Evil Demon in **** faster.

"Francesco, you shut up!" The old woman stopped her son's irritability and wiped her tears. He asked Zhou Yi hesitantly. "Sir, what do you mean by help?"

Like her son, she doesn't quite believe that Zhou Yi will help them. But at this time, even if there is only a little hope, she will not give up. Whether it is right or wrong, she is willing to give it a try. Anyway, for her, she has already carried enough sins. So, I don’t care more.

"According to the current laws of the United States, the reason why you are forcibly deported is that you cannot afford U.S. taxes. It requires you to have a stable job, and only then can you be eligible to live in the United States for a long time. In other words, , If you have a stable long-term job, there is no need for natural forced repatriation or something.” After a little explanation, Zhou Yi opened its hands. "I think I can give you a job."

This sounds simple, but from the perspective of the Didiloa family, it is so incredible. For a job, no one in their family except Francesco has this kind of treatment.

This is not the kind of job that works for others~IndoMTL.com~ and then pays a salary. Those are temporary workers and are not protected by normal laws. A real job refers to an occupation where both parties have signed an agreement to specify a specific number of years, followed normal legal procedures, and are subject to various legal supervision.

Only this kind of formal work will provide this country with taxes, and only in this way will this country include you in its system.

It is obviously impossible for the Didiloa family, who are mostly only secondary school level, to find such a formal job in such a city. Not only because of their academic qualifications, but also because of their black identity. No one would want a person who doesn't know the details to work for himself, especially when there are thousands of such people.

Only those who are really tortured by this problem will understand how difficult this problem is. So, Zhou Yi said it was like a dream for them. So much so that the old woman almost asked in a tone that she had heard wrong.

"Sir, can you say it again?"

"Of course, madam. I said I can provide you with a job. A legal job that allows you not to be repatriated." (~^~)