Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 493 Pepper's Moving Gift
After half an hour.

"I hope to be able to transfer ownership as soon as possible."

"of course."

"Thank you."

"Go slowly, Mr. Lewis."

After the silver-white light streaked across the road, the smiling Evelyn Harper instantly put away the smile on her face and looked at the bearer check in her hand and clicked her tongue.

inside the car.

Lailis on the co-pilot blinked and said, "Is that all right?"

"What do you want?"

"I mean, that's 3000 million."

"so?"

"...how much money do you have?"

Mark laughed and touched his daughter's little head, and said under Laili's frowning expression: "Don't worry, I still have your dowry and wedding money."

Lily was speechless for a moment.

Ever since Mark taught him three or six thousand ways to identify scumbags without hesitating to defile himself, Lailis can find a man who is a scumbag and then give that person a scumbag identification.

Still married?
How?
Laili sometimes even suspects that this method must have been created by Mark to fool her.

But Mark hit back at that statement with a powerful explanation.

after all!

The [-] identification methods can be found in more than [-] places on Mark...

So Lailisi felt deeply.

In my life...

Hopeless.

Mark looked at his daughter's expression and secretly delighted in his heart, but on the surface he was calm.

Although I don't know if the daughter of the universe next door who was fused with his own blood is his.

But so far Mark has been such a girl.

And she is also the eldest princess of the underworld.

Compare it with the great law of life and death that you have mastered before you were reincarnated.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Lailis is the number one princess in the world...

Even if you want to marry someone, at least marry a god.

A mere earth native?

Is it worthy of his increasingly lovely and beautiful daughter?

Soon.

Mark has driven the Corvette back home in Brooklyn.

Mark took out his wallet and pulled out his credit card.

He said to Laili who got out of the car: "Maybe you can drive the Bumblebee to go shopping. After all, Kate hasn't come back yet. Your room is up to you."

Lailisi took Mark's credit card and wrinkled her nose slightly: "I will max out your card."

"Haha, if you can max out, I'll give you whatever you want for your 21-year-old coming-of-age ceremony."

"Really?"

"of course."

"Then you wait."

Lailis rolled her small eyes and called out to Cerberus, who was guarding the house.

The latter sprinted into the garage like lightning with short legs and climbed onto the Hornet's co-pilot.

Mark looked at Lailis who drove out with a smile on his face.

Max out his card?
His card was a wedding gift from that stinky fart monkey.

Stark Merchant Bank credit card with unlimited limits.

in other words.

How much money Stark has, how much money Mark can swipe with this card.

Of course.

There is still a little bad.

After the credit card bill comes out, you still need to pay it back.

There is no deduction for how much you use, and you can't even make installment payments.

In the words of that stinky fart monkey.

Once Mark is in installment, this card will be frozen immediately...

After taking out the bourbon from the refrigerator and pouring myself a glass.

Mark walked into the backyard and lay on the deck chair, glanced at the Bath tortoise squatting in the shade, then looked up at the sky and entered the mode of thinking.

The price of the private estate on the North Shore is not too high.

Adding some miscellaneous things and the first-year purchase tax is about 3000 million.

Compared with some mansions in the imperial capital of the Eastern Kingdom?

It's just Chinese cabbage.

And in this manor, everything belongs to Mark, after the protective wall of the manor was established with municipal approval.

Mark has the right to kill any person or organization who enters without permission without worrying about any legal responsibility.

Put it in Dongguo, you try it?
Return yours?
Ha ha!

As for whether the Municipal Council will approve the application for building the wall?

That is no need to ask at all.

Others may not be approved by the municipality.

But Mark has another identity besides being a buyer.

New York State Bureau of the FBI.

To put it bluntly.

City Council……

wrong.

It should be that even the Capitol Mark knows someone...

It's just that the 500 million yuan of the manor's stock price, the annual tax required to pay is much more expensive than the one in Brooklyn or the one in the Star Building combined.

Fortunately, the top floor of the Xingchen Building has already been taken by someone.

It shouldn't be a big problem to sell a 800 million one.

But even if there is a problem of cash flow.

Mark wasn't worried at all.

Real estate in Dongguk is promising.

For the IRS, which owns global tax enforcement powers.

Don't talk about Dongguo currency.

They accepted it even in Vietnamese Dong.

They don't care what currency they receive.

What they care about is whether you paid your taxes, whether you paid them enough, whether you...

a.

News of the changing ownership of the North Shore estate on Long Island spread among a certain small group.

But when they used energy to investigate one after another.

When the investigation reached the level of the owner, everything got stuck, and no matter how much I continued to inquire, it was as if nothing had disappeared.

So that small group turned from boiling to calm like the Dead Sea.

This is New York after all.

Hidden dragon and crouching tiger.

this day.

Mark looked at someone who got off the Pontiac sports car with a blank expression and said directly: "Are you free? As the head of Stark Industries, you go around all day?"

Tony took off his sunglasses, rolled his eyes and replied, "You think I'm willing? I wouldn't have come if I wasn't your good friend."

"You're not my best friend, Tony." Mark's mouth twitched.

Tony seemed to turn a deaf ear and said: "As your good friend, if I don't come to help you hold the moving party, who will come?"

"You're not... Forget it, where are the ingredients, you don't expect me to buy them, do you?"

"The chef will be here soon."

"..."

Pepper, who got off the co-pilot, looked at the two people who were fighting each other and smiled, handed a wrapped gift to Mark and said, "Can you two have a good talk? This is my gift."

"Thank you." Mark took the gift, shook it, avoided the subject, blinked and said, "What is this?"

"Guess?" Pepper said with a smile.

Mark glanced at the boxy shape of the gift, thought for a while and said, "A treasured bourbon wine?"

Pepper shook his head and said directly: "Hasn't the scene where you and Tony got drunk last time taught you some lessons?"

Mark shook his head.

Immediately tore open the packaging of the gift.

On the local side, gifts are usually opened face to face.

As for the reason?

Mark is not archaeological.

After tearing off the wrapping paper.

The corners of Mark's mouth began to twitch again involuntarily.

The girl standing next to her came over to see the true appearance of the gift and couldn't help but want to laugh...

(End of this chapter)