Meiman's eldest son of God

Chapter 485 The sour smell of love

Chapter 485 The sour smell of love
Chapter 484 The Sour Smell of Love

Yrel's mother tugged at Yrel's ears, Mark couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

Seeing my boyfriend laughing beside me, I couldn't hold back my face alone, and shouted to my mother: "Mom, don't do this, save me some face!"

"You don't save face for us two old people anymore, why should I save face for you? I'll hand over both of us when I come up! You damn girl, see if I don't teach you a good lesson today." Although the mouth He said he was going to teach his daughter a lesson, but his hands were already loosened.

Yriel let his ears resentfully say: "Look, you are turning red, do you see it? My ears are going to be stretched out. If there is no man I want, then it's your fault."

"It's okay, you will become an ugly monster, I want it." Mark said at this time.

These words are not just for Yrel, but also for the two old men.

"Don't talk nice things there, kid. Take my daughter upstairs. I want to talk to this kid myself." The uncle said to his aunt.

The aunt dragged Yirui up the stairs, but Yirui didn't resist.

She was even ready to tell the two of Mark's real identity after all this was over, to see how surprised her parents were.

In the living room, Mark sat opposite Yrel's father, and the atmosphere was once very awkward.

"Introduce yourself!" Yrel's father took the initiative to say.

"Mark Komnenos, an orphan, has opened a bodyguard company. His main job is to protect the safety of some important people. He has recently connected with the government and is now working with the government to maintain law and order." How much money, how many people are under his command, and who is currently negotiating cooperation with this kind of thing.

If Mark really said that, it is estimated that the uncle in front of him will definitely regard Mark as crazy and kick him out of the house.

"Oh, have you already cooperated with the government? The development is not bad! But no matter how busy you are at work, you can't forget your family!" In fact, Yrel's father is deliberately avoiding the issue of his family.

The main reason lies in Marx's status as an orphan. It is too sad to mention such a thing.However, for the sake of her daughter's future happiness, she would not hesitate to be the bad guy herself.

"What I don't teach you is that I was too sad about my work during this time, so I neglected my loved ones. I'm really sorry." Mark's apology was also very sincere.

The fault of this matter is indeed Mark's body, and it's no big deal to bow his head like his future uncle.

Mark's sincere apology is indeed very satisfying.Yriel's father slowly picked up the coffee on the table and asked, "How much is your current monthly income?"

After speaking, Il's father brought the coffee to his mouth, ready to take a sip of the freshly brewed coffee.

But the coffee my daughter made for me, this is the first time my daughter has made coffee for me since she was a child.You must cherish this opportunity, don't let it go to waste!
Mark thought for a moment.Mark was worried that if he directly stated his real income now, he might stimulate the heart of the second elder. After thinking for a while, he said: "My current monthly income is about 2000 million."

Yrel's father couldn't help but choked on what Mark said, and began to cough violently.

2000 million!
Even the executives of technology companies only earn 30 to [-] a year.People's annual income is not more than one month, a hundred times the difference!

Not to mention Yriel's father, an ordinary middle school teacher, whose monthly income is more than 5000.

"Is your security company making so much money now?" Yrel's father picked up the napkin, wiped himself, and asked with his mouth wet with coffee.

"The main reason is that the government's cooperation provides a lot of benefits, and we are still very dependent on the help given to us by the government." Mark was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

Mark, a money-scattering boy, paid close to [-] million in political donations.It made the lords in Congress so angry that their teeth itch, and now they finally have money from scratch, so that the Marines under him can change their outfits.

First of all, eliminate all those Garlands who are pressing the bottom of the bed?What?It's the 21st century, and there are still people using Garland!Yes, the Marine Corps is still using the Garand.

Some National Guards are much more comfortable mixing than Marines.

Facts once again prove that a penny beats a hero.

"Very good, very good!" Yrel's father didn't know how to continue.

Young and rich, with a car and a house, handsome and an orphan, and very devoted to work, where can such a wealthy son-in-law go fishing?
After thinking for a long time, I finally figured out where to give the other party a blow.

"It's a good thing for young people to make money, and it's a good thing to make money anyway, but don't forget about self-cultivation." As a teacher, Yriel's father is still somewhat authoritative in this regard.

Just when he was full of confidence and was about to take another sip of coffee, Mark said: "Well, we just invested in the establishment of a school not long ago, which is very good. Cultural accomplishment must be cultivated well. A very scary thing."

It's a plant.

And this word can be perfect now.

The current uncle is really looking forward to his wife coming down from upstairs to help him relieve the embarrassment in front of him.

But this is obviously impossible, so he had no choice but to use a man's way to solve the problem.

"Young man, you are very good to go, let's go drink." After talking, the two came to the restaurant.

As the saying goes, telling the truth after drinking, the wine was originally prepared for his daughter.But he didn't expect that his daughter was completely unsuitable, so he could only give it to the kid in front of him.

Mark actually didn't want to drink. He would rather drink than drink. Alcohol is a bad thing.

It is easy to have accidents after drinking, so Mark seldom drinks.

Even if you just drank a little beer, you must maintain a rational mood, and you must not cause anything to happen because of drinking.

But facing his uncle's invitation, Mark couldn't refuse.

Bottles of beer were opened. There was nothing wrong with Mark. At most, he felt his bladder was a little swollen, but the uncle on the other side could no longer support him.

After going to the toilet five or six times in a row, I probably just vomited out the wine in my stomach, and wanted to fight a protracted war with Mark through attrition tactics.

Mark went to the toilet because there was too much water in his stomach, and he was still as energetic as a normal person when he came back.

There is no way to do this. Mark's body has been transformed, and he has long been different from ordinary humans.

No matter how much alcohol there is, it can't affect Mark's nerves.

In the end, my uncle fell down on the table with a plop, and fell asleep soundly.In desperation, Mark had no choice but to go upstairs and inform his aunt and Yrel to carry his uncle to the room.

Looking at the drunk and unconscious uncle, the aunt could only temporarily let Yrel and Mark go.

……

The next day, Mark walked in with today's newspaper. He was sweating a lot. He had just run around in the morning.

Those who ran with Mark in the morning felt that Mark was going crazy. He ran around the block twice at that speed. Did he really think he was a machine?
But looking at Mark's appearance that there was no problem at all, the others could only slander Mark as a monster in their hearts.

Thinking of how I used to get up and run with Steve in the morning, I felt a little childish at that time.It's not such a bad day though, that's all.

When my uncle woke up in the morning, he started talking to his aunt about Mark.

The aunt heard that her future son-in-law is so good, and now when she looks at Mark, her eyes are shining.

In order to reassure the two old people, Yrel took the two old people to Mark's company after breakfast. When the two old people saw Mark's company, they were instantly dumbfounded.

It turns out that this son-in-law is not only excellent, but also a genius.

Mark was just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before. What kind of monthly income is 2000 million?What is simply cooperating with the government?What security company?
This is complete nonsense!
However, the two old people were not angry because of this, but instead praised their daughter for her good vision and strong ability.When Mark hadn't made a fortune, he was able to discover that Mark was a potential stock. Finding such a wealthy son-in-law was simply amazing.

Mark was a little embarrassed standing by.After all, this is boasting of yourself!
After the two elderly people had determined the situation, they bought two plane tickets when they went to work and left New York City.After all, I haven't been back for such a long time, and the house is probably about to fall into dust.

Mark and Yrel sent the two elderly people to the airport and watched them leave New York.Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief.

The way the two breathed a sigh of relief at the same time was very funny. They looked at each other and laughed.

Passers-by around looked at this smirking couple and felt silly.

"Did your parents accept me?" Mark asked Yrel on the way back.

"Guess!" Yrel turned his head away, looking at the constantly flickering scenery outside the window and said.

"I guess I should have accepted me." Mark said confidently.

Yrel turned her head to look at Mark's confident look, and scolded with a smile: "Why are you so shameless?"

"Why am I shameless? I'm called self-confidence, okay? Where can I find an excellent man like me? You still don't cherish it!"

"Hmph! Scumbag!" Yrel scolded with a smile

"You dare to call me a scumbag, let's see how I teach you tonight?"

Oh, the damn sour smell...

(End of this chapter)

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