The man beside Domilon had clenched his fists.

It seems that there is a possibility of taking action at any time.

Although Chen Zhao was not as tall as the other party, his eyes were in a condescending manner.

"Before you do it, it's best to figure out who my boss is. Even your senior executives dare not face my boss with your face like you, kid! Even if you throw your head at your doorstep, you won't even dare to put any of the senior executives in your house." West said.

West looked at Domilon again: "I have to say that you rejected us and chose the worst one."

Being able to compete with their supernatural association in Los Angeles is undoubtedly a psychic team.

Chen Zhao didn't take action because the other party was a little fish from the psychic team.

And I guess I will join soon, otherwise I would not have known Chen Zhao.

It didn't take long for Chen Zhao to visit the psychic team headquarters last time.

Less than a month.

This shows that the man in front of him has been joining the psychic team for no more than a month.

Of course Domilon could understand what West meant.

Originally, he thought his choice was pretty good.

At least the psychic team gave him a lot of research support.

In particular, he had certain satisfactions for the several requirements he made.

But what people fear the most is comparison.

The companions who had supported him before suddenly became dull.

It feels like being frightened by the other person.

This is true, because Thema suddenly remembered something.

When he joined the psychic team, the older generation gave him warnings.

In Los Angeles, the Psychic Team has a archenemy.

And the boss of this old enemy is an Asian.

A strong, terrifying, outrageous enemy.

Thema felt like he had won the jackpot.

No, it's not like it, it's really a jackpot.

The boy chose Rouen Faseyben without surprise.

He has also reached the age of being sensible.

The magic rings he made were not really spent on his girlfriend.

He is just subsidizing his family.

A very realistic problem.

Whoever can make money will follow him.

Whoever can make him a millionaire, he will follow whoever he wants.

It has nothing to do with good or evil, nor has it to do with messy things like loyalty and righteousness.

He and Rouen Faseyben didn't know each other at all.

He was just attracted by what Chen Zhao said.

Even if Sema and Domiron gave him 99% of the profit, if the actual price for sale was only a pitiful few hundred dollars, why didn't he get Rouen and Faseyben, perhaps he could only get 10% of the profit, but the low rate of return had higher returns.

It's like one selling luxury goods and the other selling daily necessities.

Can the profits of daily necessities be comparable to those of luxury goods?

...

"Boy, you haven't reported your own home yet."

In the car, Rouen Faxiben spoke.

"Since you have come to the door, have you not investigated my identity? At least my name should not be a secret."

"You are the disciple I like, and behind me is my boss and superiors. You should at least tell them your name instead of letting your teacher introduce it to you."

The boy sitting in the secondary seat looked back at Chen Zhao and West.

"Hello, two gentlemen, I am Tamiga."

"Hello, you can call me President, or Chen in the future."

"What organization are we? Just? Or evil?"

"In fact, we are considered semi-governmental departments." West said: "It doesn't matter whether it's good or evil. Just remember that we have the power to enforce the law in California."

"Then can I teach those bastards in the school a lesson without worrying about being taken away by the police?"

"No, you can't. In addition, even if you join the Supernatural Society, it's just a logistics and technical support. The battle has nothing to do with you."

“So how long does it take to learn to make money?”

"If it's just a basic salary, there's it now, but if you really want to make money, you need to study with Faxiburn for at least three years," West said.

"Is the basic salary? How many can it be?"

"It's probably higher than your father's income."

"Really? My father's income is not low." Tamiga said excitedly.

In fact, as a firefighter, his father is a high-risk occupation, so his income is not low.

Firefighters in Los Angeles earn more than $60,000 per year.

However, Tamega's mother was ill, so more than half of his family's income had to be used to cover his mother's treatment costs.

And his mother is pregnant again.

Four months later, he will welcome a sister.

But this also means that their family will have another mouth.

It also means that his father agreed that the family vacation plan at the end of the year may be ruined.

This is the consumption concept of the United States. Most families have no more than one thousand dollars in savings.

"But I'm still in school..." Tamega looked at his teacher in embarrassment: "Although I don't care much about school, I can't tell my parents that I'm going to learn magic, I'm going to take a break, right?"

"Don't worry, you will transfer to a school soon. The school has been arranged. At that time, you can just go to the headquarters to report it every day. As for your academic performance and attendance, you will report it to your parents regularly. In their eyes, you are still the good kid who goes to school on time every day."

"But... are you sure you won't get it wrong?"

"You should be in school now. Since you met here, it means that this is not the first time you skipped school."

"..." Tamiga touched his head awkwardly: "That... can I pay my salary? I want..."

"Yes, this is your bank card, and your future salary will be deposited directly into this card. However, once you accept this card, it means that our relationship is established. If you violate your promise, your bad deeds from childhood to adulthood will be presented to your parents, including you peeking at a girl's underwear and being caught on the spot. Later, the teacher asked you to find your parents and you spent money to hire a father." Rouen Faxiben said seriously.

Tamega's liver trembled and felt like she had fallen into a wolf's den.

"Is it still time for me to quit now?"

"Then your parents will receive this gift tonight."

Although Tamiga was only fourteen years old, he was quite precocious.

It is said that poor children are early, and Tamiga is this example.

"In addition, your mother's disease is not difficult to treat. Although modern medicine cannot solve it, magic can solve it." Rouen Faxiben said.

"Really? Is it OK?"

"Of course, it's not enough to wait until she gives birth. In addition, you can use this time to study the potion. Although I am not a specialty in potion, there are still many related books. Moreover, our president is also a top medical expert, so you can also ask him for advice."

"No, don't look for me, I don't have enough time."
Chapter completed!