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

Looking at the money in his hand, Mike smiled.

Lo and behold, it's open.

This is the first order of opening a store and cannot be free.

Mike put the money into the cashier and looked outside the store.

There were gradually more and more people on the street, because it was almost lunch time.

Mike whispered: "I hope there won't be too many people, just a few people."

Then, it was almost past dinner time, and Mike's store didn't sell any egg fried rice.

His shop had just opened. Although the warm decoration attracted some people, the only food they had was egg fried rice, and Mike didn't greet the customers when they came in...

This kind of casual business can retain talented people.

Mike was also happy and relaxed, although he was still a little disappointed.

Although he didn't like many people, he also didn't want to have none at all. This seemed too miserable.

"How come there's no one there? A stray cat or something is fine."

Mike muttered.

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver-gray sports car stopped on the side of the road. A man wearing sunglasses and a coquettish beard got out of the car. While arranging his clothes, he walked towards Mike's store.

When the passers-by around saw the man, they unconsciously stopped and followed him.

Iron Man, Tony Stark.

The Stark Expo pushed him to the forefront again.

People were curious about why he came here, but more than 20 people were already following him just a few meters away.

Tony pushed open the store door and walked in. Those people stood outside the store, muttering quietly and making bold guesses.

Why is the owner of this store a super criminal and Iron Man is here to arrest him?

Why is the owner of this store a genius scientist, and Iron Man is here to invite him out?

As the number of people increases, the guesses become more and more exciting.

But actually, Tony is here...

"Hey, Uncle Mike, bring me some egg fried rice."

"Are you so free?"

Mike looked at more and more people outside, his eyes twitching.

Tony laughed and said, "No matter how busy I am, I still have to thank you. Thank you for what happened that day."

"Didn't you already thank me?"

Mike whispered and looked outside the door, feeling something bad.

"I still want to say thank you in person."

Tony smiled, looked at the decoration of the store, and said, "It looks pretty good."

"My mom said you opened a restaurant, so let's stop by and check it out."

As he said that, he winked at Mike: "She said your business must be bad and asked me to help you, but she guessed it."

Remembering how there was no one there just now, Tony smiled, pointed at the people outside, and said, "Look, how many guests have you brought?"

"Maria asked you to do live advertising?"

The corner of Mike's mouth twitched. After seeing that the door was already crowded with people, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind that left him speechless.

"What else did she say for you to help carry?"

Tony gave a thumbs up and said: "Awesome, if you really have something to say, let me bring it to you."

"Say!"

Mike's body trembled slightly.

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

Mike: "..."

This is so shameless. Peggy Carter must have had this genius-like idea.

Mike took a deep breath and sneered: "Innocent, there are so many guests, it's too late for me to be happy, just a piece of egg fried rice, please wait."

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

Tony was not polite, picked up the spoon and started eating.

The taste is still as good as ever.

Tony praised in his mind.

"Have you finished eating? Hurry up and leave. I'm tired of looking at you."

Mike said coldly.

Tony wiped his mouth and said, "Let's go together?"

"Don't go!"

Mike said forcefully that he would not bow to evil forces.

Tony looked outside and joked: "Hey, I saw some reporters. What should I say when they ask?"

"I'll just say that the food here is my favorite. If you come here from time to time, the business in your store will be so good. Uncle Mike, you will also like it very much, right?"

Mike: "..."

He was just passing the time out of boredom, not trying to keep his feet off the ground.

"You should have been killed that night." Mike said coldly, and said helplessly: "Why do you have to force me?"

"Because it's either you or me." Tony spread his hands and said, "I'm very busy, so I can only let you go."

As he said that, he smiled at Mike and said, "As long as you beat them hard, they will be angry for a few days and then stop playing cards with you."

In this way, it's like losing money instead of money.

Seeing Mike's unhappy look, Tony coughed lightly, stood up, and said, "How about you give it a try?"

Mike glanced outside the store...

Good guy, just while Tony was eating, a large group of people gathered outside, and they even kept coming.

There are not five hundred, but there are also three hundred.

If this guy Tony goes out to promote things and his store does this every day, wouldn't his tired soul fly out every day?

What he wants is a leisurely shop opening career, the kind where he can cook a few meals every day to satisfy the appetites of the lucky ones who come to his shop. The rest of the time, he will watch people coming and going outside and bask in the sun with a book. days.

It is not a life where you start working as soon as you arrive at the store every day, and work until dark, and the store is still surrounded, as if you owe a huge debt.

Maria and the others must have calculated this accurately.

"Ahem, there are more people outside." Tony said leisurely, looking like he was in need of twitching, and said, "It should be very busy."

Mike held his forehead, walked to the door, and hung up the out of business sign.

Seeing this, Tony smiled and said, "I'm going back first."

"roll roll roll!"

Mike waved his hands impatiently with a dark face.

Watching Tony leave the store, like a flower... Bah, it was like a pile of cow dung that attracted the flies outside. Mike hurriedly left the store, locked the store, and rushed home.

Number of guests today: 3.

Today's turnover: 30.

Mike made a calculation silently in his mind, returned home angrily, and sat down at the mahjong table under Steve's sad and resentful eyes.

Half an hour later, Mike watched himself win money...

Hey, playing mahjong or something like that is quite fun!

In the evening, when Clark and Gwen came back, they sighed as they watched the heated battle.

Yes, his dad struggled again and failed.

There was a knock on the door, and the man who had just changed his clothes opened the door, looked at Tony at the door, and said, "Why are you here?"

Tony pointed to the house Maria bought on the right side of Mike's house and said, "My house is right next to your house."

He poked his head inside, listened to the splashing sound, and said in surprise: "Is it still beating?"