chapter 18 People coming from the war zone

At the dinner table, Norris and Clarence were toasting and drinking to each other. Norris had not been this happy in a long time, rarely seeing the descendants of an old friend. And Clarence was not a stickler for formality, always drinking his cup in one gulp. "Ah, time flies so fast, more than a decade has passed in a blink." "Back then, you and your brother were two different personalities. You were more introverted, while your brother liked to socialize, being an extrovert." Norris sighed. "By the way, how is Chad doing?" Clarence was slightly startled, with a bitter smile on his lips. Seeing the solemn expression on Clarence's face, Norris's expression changed. "Clarence, did something happen to your brother?" Clarence didn't intend to hide it from Norris and briefly mentioned the misfortune that had befallen the Van family. After hearing this, Norris was stunned for a long time, unable to recover. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Clarence, this is fate, don't be too sad." With that, Norris tilted his head back and drank another cup of wine. "What are your plans for coming back this time?" Clarence said indifferently, "I plan to stay in Zensea for a while, with no other plans for now." After all, it had been about a decade since Clarence and Norris had seen each other, and the matter of revenge was still something he couldn't tell him yet. Just as Clarence was about to ask Norris about some past matters concerning his foster father, Norris began to show concern for Clarence. "Clarence, have you retired now, do you have any job?" Clarence half truthfully replied, "I don't have a job at the moment." Upon hearing this, Harris opportunistically said, "Having been in the army for so many years, you're out of touch with society now. Even college graduates find it hard to get a good job nowadays, let alone a soldier like you, finding a good job would be very difficult." Norris frowned and scolded in dissatisfaction, "What are you talking about, Clarence will definitely achieve something in the future, he will surely make a name for himself!" Clarence knew that Norris said this just to give him a way out, so as not to make it too embarrassing. However, Clarence didn't say much and took these matters very lightly. But Harris wasn't ready to let Clarence off and continued saying, "Dad, I'm also worried for Clarence." At this moment, Alma came from the kitchen and said, "Honey, since you own a company, why not introduce a job for Clarence to start with? His family has gone through such a big ordeal, it's really not easy for him." As a child, Alma had played with Clarence, and with the Van family facing such a big ordeal, Alma couldn't bear it and wanted to help if possible. Harris then showed a somewhat embarrassed look and said, "Honey, it's not that I don't want to help, but in my company, even the receptionist needs a bachelor's degree, and the security guards are hired from security companies, all professionally trained talents." "For someone like Clarence without a degree..." "What's wrong with someone like Clarence, make yourself clear!" Norris slammed the table, from dining to now, Harris had been sarcastic, thinking he couldn't see? Harris gave a forced smile, glanced at Clarence, and said, "Alright then, my company is short of a security guard. If Clarence doesn't mind, he could take the job as a security guard. Others get paid 2500 a month, I'll give you 3000, how about that, fair enough?" This statement sounded magnanimous, but the mockery was unmistakable. Hearing this, Norris's face completely cooled down. Knowing that Clarence was the son of his old friend and had been a young master since childhood, yet they still asked him to become a security guard? Harris could see that his father-in-law was angry, but he didn't make a sound, instead, he sneakily glanced at Clarence. He had thought that Clarence would be angry, but to his surprise, he found that Clarence was completely indifferent, as if there was no change in his expression at all. This gave him the feeling of punching into cotton. Tsk tsk, it seems this guy really can't find a job, even being a security guard is considered a great honor, otherwise, why wouldn't he say anything? Norris, seeing the situation was a bit awkward, coughed twice and said, "Let's not worry about Clarence's job, leave this matter to me." "Ah, Dad, I meant well, you see, you misunderstood me again." Harris said with feigned sincerity. Clarence looked at these people bantering back and forth, feeling somewhat helpless. The Dragonhead of the North being introduced to become a security guard, and being passed around like that, was indeed quite funny. Maxine, standing by, had a clearly lower threshold for humor than Clarence, as she was already covering her lips, barely holding back her laughter. If it weren't for Clarence's strict military discipline, she probably would have been rolling on the floor laughing by now. Back to the main topic. Clarence seriously said, "Uncle Norris, I came here to ask you something." Norris was slightly startled, quickly responding, "Clarence, feel free to ask anything, I'll tell you everything I know." Clarence nodded, just about to ask something, when a knock on the door was heard. Harris immediately became overjoyed, "Honey, go open the door, we have guests." Alma went to the door and opened it, and then everyone saw a middle-aged man appear at the doorway. He was in full military attire, with a stiff posture, his stubble hard like steel needles, his face determined and solemn. At this moment, everyone's gaze fell on his shoulders. He was carrying four stars! This was none other than the southern battle zone big shot, Trystan, mentioned by Harris. Harris hurriedly stood up to greet him, warmly introducing, "Dad, this is the southern battle zone instructor, Mr. Trystan, whom I've mentioned to you before." Hearing this, Norris also stood up. Although he usually preferred to delve into academia, for such a person, ordinary citizens could only look up to him. Therefore, Norris also stood up and actively greeted him. Trystan said with a smile, "Mr. Thomas, it's an honor to meet you. I've heard a lot about you and have wanted to visit for a long time, but the duties in the southern battle zone kept me busy. I hope you don't mind my late visit." In the presence of such a figure, Norris did not dare to act arrogantly and lowered his posture, repeatedly saying, "Mr. Keith, you're too polite, please don't stand, have a seat." Saying this, he led Trystan to the living room. Upon arriving in the living room, Trystan then noticed Clarence. At the doorway, he had already seen that everyone stood up to greet him, except for Clarence and the woman behind him, who did not move at all. Trystan couldn't help but snort coldly. Indeed, a military ruffian, lacking even basic manners, he wondered which region's training produced such a disgrace to the military. Trystan was an instructor in the southern battle zone, with tens of thousands under his training, and he had a significant say in the defense affairs of the entire Gangnam area. In other words, his visit to Gangnam, not to mention Harris, even the top figure in Gangnam greeting him would not be too much. Yet, upon arriving at the Thomas household, an unknown youth dared to show him such disrespect. It was somewhat unacceptable. Moreover, he had already shown his rank insignia, since this person had served in the military, he should not be so disrespectful to a superior!