The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Chapter 253: Why did you force me?

Half an hour later, Steve left with Peggy Carter, who had a wry smile on her face.

Looking at the money in his hand, Mike smiled.

Look, open up.

This is the first order to open the store, not free.

Mike put the money in the cash register and looked out of the store.

The street was getting crowded, as it was almost noon.

Mike whispered, I hope there arent too many, just a few people.

Then, it was almost past lunchtime, and Mikes store hadnt sold a single egg fried rice.

His store has just opened, although the warm decoration has attracted some people to come in, but eat only egg fried rice, and the guests came in, Mike also do not greet them

This kind of casual business can leave talents to blame.

Mike is also happy to relax, although still a little lost.

Although he does not like the crowd, but also do not want to have no one, which also seems too miserable.

How can there be no one, just a stray cat or whatever.

Mike muttered.

The words just fell, a silver gray sports car stopped at the curb, a man with sunglasses and a sassy beard got out of the car, while finishing his clothes, while walking to Mikes store.

And the passers-by around saw the man, unconsciously stopped in his tracks and followed the other side.

Iron Man, Tony Stark.

The Stark Expo has pushed him to the forefront again.

People curious about the reason he came here, just a short distance of a few meters, surprisingly, there have been more than twenty people followed him.

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Tony pushed open the door of the store and walked in, those people stood outside the store, whispering and muttering, daring to speculate.

What the owner of this store is a super criminal, Iron Man is here to arrest him.

What the owner of this store is a genius scientist, Iron Man is to ask him to come out of the mountain.

As more and more people, the speculation is getting more and more exciting.

But in reality, Tony came here

Hey, Uncle Mike, give me an egg fried rice.

You are so idle?

Mike looked at the growing number of people outside and jumped out of the corner of his eye.

Tony laughed and said, It will be even busier, I had to come and thank you for the other day.

Didnt you already thank me?

Mike whispered, his eyes looking out the door, feeling a little bad.

Still wanted to say thanks in person.

Tony smiled, surveyed the stores decor and said, It looks pretty good.

My mom said you opened a restaurant and stopped by to check it out.

After saying that, he squeezing his eyes at Mike: She said your business must be bad and asked me to come and help you out, I didnt think shed guess.

Thinking of the appearance that there was no one just now, Tony smiled, pointed at the people outside, and said, Look, how many guests did you bring to you?

Maria sent you to do a live ad?

The corners of Mikes mouth twitched, after looking at the door has been filled with people, a sudden thought in his heart that left him speechless.

What else did she have to say for you to help bring?

Tony gave a thumbs up and said, Awesome, there really are words for me to bring to you.

Say!

Mikes body trembled slightly.

She said that if there are too many people and you are too tired to drive, come and play mahjong with them, they are three short of one.

Mike:

This is too shameless, this ghost-like idea, there must be a part of Peggy Carter.

Mike took a deep breath and sneered, More customers, I cant be happy enough, a serving of fried rice with egg, right, wait.

A few minutes later, Mike brought a serving of egg fried rice to Tony.

Tony was not polite, picked up the spoon and buried his head to eat.

The taste is as good as ever.

Tony praised in his heart.

Finished eating? Hurry up and go, looking at you is annoying.

Mike said coldly.

Tony wiped his mouth and said, Go together?

No!

Mike said forcefully, he is not going to bow to the evil forces.

Tony looked outside and flirted, Eww, I see some reporters, when they ask, what should I say?

Ill just say that the food here is my favourite, and then come by every now and then, your store will be doing great business, and youll love it, Uncle Mike, right?

Mike:

He was bored to pass the time, not trying to keep his feet busy.

That night, you should have been killed. Mike said coldly, and said helplessly: Why do you have to force me.

Because it was either you or me. Tony spread his hands and said, Im busy, so Ill have to let you go.

Saying that, he smiled at Mike and said, If you win them hard enough, they will be angry for a few days and then stop playing poker with you.

This looked as if it was not money that was lost.

Seeing Mikes face upset, Tony coughed lightly, stood up, and said, How about you try?

Mike looked outside the store

Good guy, its just Tonys effort to eat. The people outside gathered in a drowsy crowd, and they even kept coming.

No five hundred, but also three hundred.

If this guy Tony went outside again to advertise and promote his store every day, wouldnt he be tired of his soul flying out every day?

What he wants is a leisurely shop career, that is, to cook a few meals a day to satisfy the appetite of the lucky ones who come to his shop. The rest of the time he watches the people outside and soaks up the sun by himself.

Its not that I start busy every day when I arrive at the store, and stay busy until dark, the store is still surrounded, living like a debt.

Maria and the girls must have calculated so well.

Ahem, there are more people outside. Tony said leisurely, a look of indebtedness and said: Should be busy as hell oh.

Mike held his forehead, walked to the door and hung up the closed sign.

Seeing this, Tony showed a smile and said, Ill go back first.

Get out of here!

Mike black face impatiently waving his hands.

Watching Tony leave the store, like a flower poo, a pile of cow dung like attracting away the flies outside, Mike hurriedly left the store, locking it up and rushing towards home.

Todays reception number: 3.

Todays turnover: 30.

Mike silently calculated a fortune in his heart, returned home angrily, and sat at the mahjong table in Steves sad and resentful eyes.

Half an hour later, Mike looked at the money he won

Hey, playing mahjong or something, its still fun!

In the evening, when Clark and Gwen returned, looking at the battle of the hot several people, sighed.

Come on, his dad failed in his struggle again.

Knock on the door, just changed clothes to open the door, looking at the door Tony, said: How did you come?

Tony pointed to the house that Maria bought to the right of Mikes house and said, My house is right next to yours.

Peeked his head inside, listened to the clattering sound, and said in surprise, Still fighting?