"I came to you for the advice of a friend." Zhou Yi smiled and said his purpose, and his answer naturally confused Mrs. Didiroya.

"Please forgive me, sir. Have you made something wrong? I shouldn't know your friends."

The old woman is sure that she doesn't know any friend of the man in front of her, because just like he showed it, such a rich friend would not be a simple person no matter how he thinks. And the most low-level figures in society obviously do not have the qualifications to come into contact with such people.

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

As soon as the four words of superhero were expressed, Mrs. Didiroya's face immediately turned pale. The reaction of his children was even more intense. The Mexican woman named Claudia quickly grabbed her daughter and pulled her behind her. Francisco even reached her back and took out the pistol inserted between her waist.

Zhou Yi has been defined by them as a person seeking revenge. So their reaction is even more intense. The family can no longer withstand any twists and turns. So at this time, for the existence and stability of this family, Francesco can do anything.

However, he took out the gun, but there was no chance of using it. Because before he pointed the gun at Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi had already reached out and held down his gun barrel. The power generated by the gun retardation was not as strong as his hand. Naturally, no matter how Francisco pulled the trigger, it would be useless.

"Sir, please be more awake. If I am here to take revenge, isn't it more convenient and safe to let a team of bodyguards rush in than to come in by myself?"

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

"I'm sorry, this gentleman. The situation in our family is a bit complicated now, so my child's reaction may be a bit too intense. No matter what, please don't take it to your heart."

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

Zhou Yi's expression was quite sincere, or he was indeed very charming in his smile. Under his smile attack, the women of Didi Loya's family gradually let go of their guard. They did not believe that people with such a bright smile would do anything bad, so they were willing to fulfill their responsibilities as a master.

"Of course, please come in and sit down. The house is a bit simple, so please don't care." The old woman took the lead in inviteing Zhou Yi to come in from the entrance hall instead of continuing to be in a stalemate with her son there. As for the other woman in the house, she didn't need her mother to say anything. She went to the kitchen to work hard.

Francisco could not go against his mother's wishes, so when he felt the strength in Zhou Yi's hands relax, he honestly withdrew the gun and 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 it up and tasted it. But after this sip, he gave up his plan to continue drinking.

Because the taste is so strange, this kind of inferior coffee that has been kept for a long time is sour and crying when you drink it. It is simply a torture of taste buds. However, as a guest, it is impossible to spray out this sip of coffee in front of the owner. So he could only wriggle his mouthpiece with difficulty and swallow the strange-tasting liquid into his stomach.

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

"Sorry, sir. There is only this kind of coffee at home. If it is too difficult to swallow, we don't mind." Seeing the change in Zhou Yi's face, the old woman said embarrassingly. She knew what kind of things were in her home and was really too unpredictable to entertain guests.

"It should be because I said sorry, it's because my taste is too willful." Zhou Yi explained with a wry smile. He touched his nose and said. "I believe you know who I came for, Madam. He and I are friends, very good friends. So, he asked me to do something."

"You are here to take revenge on us because of our false accusations against him, right?" Francisco, who had been stinky and stood on the side, immediately stood up when he heard this. He blocked his mother and the others and shouted at Zhou Yi.

He never thought that Zhou Yi would be a good thing. He has been living in the gray area all year round. He never thought that any rich people would be kind to their family. They are marginal figures in society who have never been cared about, not to mention that they did such a wrong thing not long ago.

Just like he would not forgive anyone for betraying them, he naturally also believed that superheroes would not let them go easily. Zhou Yi came from bad people, which was the truest thought in his heart.

Ignoring this Mexican man who had been targeting him, Zhou Yi glanced at the environment they lived in and said.

"Your living environment is not very good, right?"

"Sir, we didn't make mistakes because of this." Hearing Zhou Yi's question, the old woman turned pale. "We're not for money, really not."

Zhou Yi smiled gently when he looked at the old woman who was a little restless by his words and had to be supported by his daughter.

"I believe that the power of money is great, but not great enough to buy other people's conscience. So, I believe in you, madam."

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

"Please forgive me, madam. Before coming, I conducted an investigation into your family. So, I also understood your situation. It was because of the forced repatriation order of the Immigration Bureau, right?"

"I'm sorry, sir." When Zhou Yi said the noun that made their whole family almost fall into hell, the old woman's face turned pale again. But she still kept her spirits as if she was praying. "I really have no other way. I can't let my children go back to that hell on earth. If you want to punish, just punish me alone. Even if you go to hell, let me 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 beg him. He can't do anything to us." Francisco went up and hugged his mother, then said to Zhou Yi viciously. "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, as well as Francisco's unwillingness and anger, and the fear and confusion of the little girl hiding aside and staring here secretly. It is hard to believe that a forced repatriation order will make a family so desperate. But it did happen before my eyes, and Zhou Yi could no longer believe it.

"I know, I know. Madam, it's not your fault. Neither he nor me have any intention of blaming 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 indescribable pain, he would not blame you. Because you are already self-blame enough. I come not for revenge. Because we are unwilling to do such a thing. I come for other things. For example, see what you need my help."

"We don't need you to be a good person here and go out for me. We don't want to see you."

The irritable Francisco did not think that Zhou Yi was really here to help. He had seen too many dirty things, so he never feared the rich people with the greatest malice to guess them.

In his opinion, Zhou Yi was not a kind-hearted person who would help them. Instead, he had a bad idea and wanted to push them into hell faster.

"Francisco, shut up." The old woman stopped her son's irritability. She wiped her tears and asked Zhou Yi hesitantly. "Sir, what you said is the help."

Like her son, she didn't really believe that Zhou Yi would help them. But at this time, even if there was only a little hope, she would not give up. Whether it was right or wrong, she was willing to try it. Anyway, for her, she had already carried a serious enough sin. So, she didn't care about taking more.

"According to the current laws of the United States, the reason why you are forced to repatriate is that you cannot afford the taxes in the United States. It requires you to have a stable job, so that you can have the qualification 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 forced repatriation in nature." After a brief explanation, Zhou Yi spread his hands. "I think I can give you a job."

This sounds simple, but it seems so incredible to the Didiroya family. No one in their family except Francisco is treated like this.

This is not the kind of job that works for others and then pays a salary. It is a temporary worker and is not maintained by normal laws. Real jobs refer to the kind of profession in which the two parties sign an agreement and contract stipulates a specific period, and go through normal legal procedures, and are subject to various legal monitoring.

Only such formal work will provide taxes to the country, and only in this way will the country incorporate you into its system.

It is obviously impossible for the Didi Loya family, who are mostly at high school, to find such a formal job in such a city. It is not only because of their education, but also because of their black identity. No one would be willing to work for themselves by an unknown person, especially when there are thousands of such people.

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

"Sir, can you say it again?"

"Of course, madam. I said I could provide you with a job. A legal job that will prevent you from being repatriated." To be continued.
Chapter completed!