Chapter 275 Christmas Eve of the Year (please subscribe!!)

About an hour and a half later, Hawke returned to the car after filling the trunk with gifts that he wanted to pretend to be Santa Claus to Lorna at night.

Hawk rubbed his eyebrows.

"Plushes, make money!"

【bite!】

[Current hard-earned money collection progress: "8666/1E"]

[The current hard-earned money is still missing: 1334W!]

【God, can you make five million in one hour? I was shocked.】

Hawke pulled the corner of his mouth, ignored the plug-in, stepped on the accelerator, and left the old bar.

Actually, Hawke didn't want it.

but……

Katerina gave too much, and Hawke really couldn't refuse. After all, this money was considered his labor income.

Half an hour later.

Hawke appeared in Brooklyn Harbor.

get off.

Just when I lit a cigarette, a plain Chevrolet red sedan drove over from not far away.

Not long.

A middle-aged man with sunglasses and looking ordinary, walked out of the car and walked straight towards Hawke.

After the man came over, Hawke opened the back seat, took out the gift that was also packaged inside, and handed it to the man.

Hawke didn't know what the man's name was, and the other party didn't say it.

But Hawke likes to call him a messenger!

It is the kind of messenger who delivers letters, but this messenger is different from other messengers. Other messengers need an accurate place to deliver the goods.

But the messenger found by Hawke had a special ability.

As long as you hand over the item to him, tell him the name of the consignee, and his age is about where he is, he can hand over the item to the consignee.

and……

If you increase the money, you can even ensure the timeliness.

However, this ensures the price of visual effects is relatively expensive. Let's put it this way, the standard visual effects of the information difference is within seven days. If you want to advance, then it starts at a price of 1,000 US dollars per hour.

Very exaggerated.

But who can make the trustees have this strength? Even if the recipient is in the highest-level prison in the federal level, the other party can do whatever he wants to give.

Hawke had been making an explanation with the messenger for several years.

The messenger took the gift handed over by Hawk, put it in his ear and shook it, looking at Hawk: "Necklace?"

Hawke nodded.

"right."

"Fake?"

"Pooh!"

Hawke was so angry that he handed out a cigarette to the messenger: "Do I want the kind of people who buy fakes?"

"It's hard to say."

The messenger took the cigarette from Hawke's hand, shook his head, and looked at Hawke: "You are the first person to use my channel just to send a big spotted dog doll, and this has been almost three years.

, it hasn't been coaxed yet."

Hawke said expressionlessly: "You are a messenger, not an intelligence broker. Please respect your profession."

The messenger shrugged: "Okay, it's still the one named Skye?"

Hawke nodded.

"right."

"Do you want to insure the price?"

"……What?"

"Price guarantee."

The messenger explained: "Although I can ensure that the goods are not lost, unexpected situations still occur. So this year I thought about it and launched a high-value item quotation campaign. Items worth ten thousand dollars only cost a thousand dollars.

If the knife is lost, I will pay the full amount."

Hawke looked at the messenger in surprise: "Where did you learn it?"

The messenger said: "In the summer, I went to Dongguo and thought this function was quite good. Do you need to keep the price?"

Hawke was shocked.

Then.

Shake your head.

"No protection."

"Don't look for me if you lose it."

"You try."

Hawke smiled directly and looked at the messenger: "If I lose my stuff, I will throw you into the Hudson River."

The messenger looked at Hawk with a bright smile, shook his head, turned around, and walked towards his vehicle: "Forget it, an old customer, I'll give you a discount, and I will definitely deliver it to you tomorrow for Christmas."

After saying that.

The messenger got into the car, then lit the fire, took Hawke's things, and ran towards the delivery location agreed by the next customer.

Tomorrow is Christmas. The more this time, not only is the open business easier for the messengers, but their professional messengers have a larger business volume.

Hawke looked at the messenger who was leaving, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, went back into the car, and after starting the car, this time, he drove towards home.

By the time Hawke got home, it was already around six o'clock in the afternoon.

The house was dressed up by Lorna again.

Even various household appliances were put on Christmas hats that suited her by Lorna.

When Hawke walked into the living room, he saw Lorna who had learned Jane's unique skills next door. She stepped on a chair that only fell to the ground, and dressed up the curtains with Christmas decorations.

.

As Lorna swung, the chair that supported Lorna's body, which had only one foot, also shook, as if it was about to overturn in the next second.

Hawke's eyebrows pounded and he walked forward: "Be careful."

Lorna looked down at Hawk who was back and said, "It just so happened that your steak is in the barbecue in the backyard. It's almost done. Don't worry, I've practiced it many times, and it's metal."

Hawke listened to this sentence and looked at Lorna, silent.

Lorna's hair turned green with a faint greenish look as if she was going to show Hawk why she said this.

Hawke raised his eyebrows and walked straight toward the backyard: "Be careful."

Lorna smiled giggled: "I understand."

Walking to Hawk in the backyard, I turned on the barbecue, looked at the authentic Texas steak that was smoked and tasted so pure, and took a deep breath of the beef smell that came to my face.

One word.

fragrant.

Wait for a while.

Hawke found a plate and put the smoked and grilled steak. After he returned to the room, Lorna, who was still playing acrobatics, had already drifted to the restaurant.

Lorna, wearing gloves, brought the cooked vegetable soup to the dining table and untied her gloves: "This time I found Jane and asked for her secret soup ingredients."

Hawke put the steak on the table, took the soup that Lorna called, sniffed, pulled open the chair, and sat down: "Good, ask what's it made?"

Lorna shrugged: "No, Jane said it's a secret!"

Hawke said oh.

That should be done by Jian’s employees.

Hawke drank the vegetable soup in his hand and thought to himself.

Lorna held her chin and looked at Hawk who was drinking the soup, blinking: "How is it, is it delicious?"

Hawke glanced at Lorna and said no.

“Good.”
To be continued...