The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 48 Luo Family Rule 6: If you want to take, you must give first!

Chapter 48 Luo Family Rule Six: If you want to take, you must give first!
"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"..."

"Ding! 』

『Obtain extraordinary points: "10"』

"Current Extraordinary Points: 301"

"hiss!"

"This speed..."

"I really didn't see the wrong person."

The next morning, Locke walked out of the bedroom holding his waist, and listened to the sound of extraordinary points being credited to his account in his mind one after another, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

moment.

My waist and legs no longer hurt.

Before he let Quinn go last night, he had an impromptu idea and formed a team with Quinn.

To be precise, it is to threaten Quinn to form a team.

Dicken could be killed by a blade.

But it could also be Quinn who killed him.

If Quinn doesn't find a way to cause chaos among the vampires in New York City, the Sentinelese will issue an announcement stating that they were able to kill Deacon thanks to the intelligence provided by Quinn.

Of course Locke knew that once Quinn ran away, he would definitely not be obedient.

But so what?

He didn't expect Quinn to obey.

After all, a well-behaved chess piece would not have any ambition to awaken the Blood God.

and so……

Luo's Rule Six: If you want to get something, you must first give it!
In any case, for now, the benefits of letting Quinn go are far greater than killing Quinn last night.

Look, just one night has passed and I have already gained dozens of extraordinary points.

This deal is very cost-effective.

As for the fact that after letting Quinn go, he will not only try to kill Blade, but will even try to kill him?

Ah.

Rockefeller's Rule 4: Believe in the wisdom of future generations.

Future troubles will be Locke’s business in the future and have nothing to do with Locke now.

Locke thought to himself as he finished his first glass of bourbon in the morning, then came back to his senses and looked towards the bedroom.

Esme walked out with a rosy and shiny face and a hint of seductiveness wearing a white long T-shirt, white jeans and knee-high boots.

She tilted her head, looked at Locke at the bar, adjusted her earrings, and said with a smile, "I'm ready, let's go."

Locke threw the wine glass in his hand into the sink, nodded, and walked towards the door of the apartment.

Esme followed closely behind.

"Which one should we go to first?"

“The one near the Brooklyn Bridge?”

"also."

Originally, Esme thought that Locke was just talking about buying a house yesterday.

Unexpectedly, Locke urged us to set off before dawn.

But it seems like it would be a good thing to have a house of our own.

so good.

She never thought that she would get married one day.

Esme thought to herself as she took Locke's arm and walked out of the apartment behind them.

At noon.

The happy look on Esme's face disappeared.

I have to say that reading materials and conducting on-site inspections are two completely different things.

The two walked out of the third house they looked at, too lazy to look at the surrounding scenery, and got into the car directly.

"Let's look at Manhattan."

"Ah."

Locke started the car again, speechless.

In fact, the three houses he found in Brooklyn yesterday were indeed of good value for money, and their basic conditions were exactly the same as what he had discovered during his field investigation.

But that damn agent probably didn't tell us the neighborhoods where these three houses are located.

An entirely African American community.

Good guy.

He and Esme, two white people, went to settle in the African-American community. Putting aside other reasons, for Esme's sake, he was unwilling to do so.

No wonder these three houses are sold at such a low price.

really.

Expensive things are not necessarily good products, but cheap things are definitely not as expensive as good ones.

Locke shook his head, looked at his wife in the passenger seat, thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll transfer the money to the joint account first."

Esme turned her head to look at Locke. "Is everything ok?"

"Ok?"

"That one million."

Esme asked curiously, "Didn't you say that the one million was extra money?"

Locke smiled and said, "Just pay your taxes normally. The tax bureau won't care where your money comes from."

Esme nodded.

"Please transfer in after the tenth of next month."

"why?"

"I have already prepared the family tax return for this quarter. If you transfer it in, I will have to revise it. Moreover, I will probably have to pay additional taxes."

"Makes sense."

Locke suddenly realized and nodded.

Filing taxes at the federal level is a hassle.

In a word.

If you know how to file your taxes, you can save your family a lot of money.

Because the federation is not like the East Country where you have to pay taxes as long as you have income. The federation recognizes your tax avoidance operations.

Of course, it has to be legal.

and so……

How to legally avoid taxes is a skill that families in the federal government who cannot afford or are unwilling to hire an accounting firm must learn.

Locke understood that a virtuous wife can bring prosperity to three generations.

His wife Esme is a good wife.

Because last quarter was the first time in his history that he received a refund from the tax bureau.

The money is not much, but it is the first time.

Even his mother Claire in this life never mentioned tax refunds during the various operations during the tax filing period.

Locke's mind flashed with the image of his mother wearing glasses and looking at the bill. He smiled knowingly and looked at his wife Esme: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Esme hummed and glanced at the scenery outside the car window: "Where are we going now? Home?"

Locke smiled and said, "Where do you want to go, Fifth Avenue for shopping?"

Esme shook her head. "It's boring. If I want to go shopping I might as well go to Paris."

As a flight attendant for United Airlines, Esme has the benefit of being able to take any flight for free every year.

Of course, as a family member, Locke also enjoys this benefit.

But only twice a year.

Locke never used it once.

Don't ask why.

It’s unsafe to ask!

"How about going to the Sentinel Secret Service?"

"To the police station?"

Locke came back to his senses and looked at Esme with some curiosity.

Esme shrugged and said, "But let's go home first. I brought some presents for Debbie, Jack, and Brown. I haven't seen them in a while."

Have a look.

What is a good wife.

This is.

Speaking of which, isn’t his mother in this life like this? During every festival, his mother would have prepared various small gifts for his father’s subordinates.

Locke blinked.

"Honey."

"Ok?"

"I feel like the best thing I've ever done is marrying you."

"Then don't lose me."

"Haha."

Locke laughed.

Lost?

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

How could he lose such a beautiful and elegant wife who has the demeanor of a mature lady and is even a virtuous and helpful wife?

nonexistent.