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When the alarm clock rang at half past six, Wang Dalong climbed out of bed.

Get dressed, wash up, make breakfast, and open the store door.

It was already 7:20 in the morning.

Outside the bar, people were coming and going, all white-collar workers rushing to go to work.

"It's a busy Monday again." Standing in front of the store, Wang Dalong stretched himself comfortably.

As the owner of this "salted fish bar", except for weekends where he can sleep until noon, he has to get up early the rest of the time.

"welcome."

Seeing guests coming, Wang Dalong put on his signature smile: "Today's breakfast includes preserved egg and lean meat porridge, tea eggs, and fried dough sticks."

"Two fried dough sticks, two tea eggs, and two bowls of porridge." A young man with blond hair in a suit and leather shoes ordered a few things familiarly. It was obvious that he was a regular visitor here.

"Oh, Henry, your appetite is better now than before."

When Wang Dalong walked to the bar, he kept joking: "In the past, you could only eat a bowl of porridge and a fried dough stick at most. Why do you eat so much now? Do you exercise too much at night?"

"Long, you're talking nonsense again. If you can keep your mouth in check, I think your bar's business will be better."

Henry shrugged and rubbed the corners of his sore eyes: "You are right, it is indeed excessive exercise at night, but it is not the kind you said, but mental exercise."

"Working overtime again"

Wang Dalong came to the table with a plate and put down the dishes one by one: "I told you earlier, this company is not suitable for you, especially his boss, who is just a playboy and not in his right mind. Well, if you ask me, if you change jobs as soon as possible, Osborne Industries is a good company, and they also have a military industry department."

"You think I don't want to?" Henry stuffed a fried dough stick into his mouth and complained: "But the contract I signed was for fifty years and I have only worked for less than three years now."

"I wish you can live another forty-seven years." Wang Dalong returned to the bar, stirred the porridge in the thermos pot, and gloated: "But now you have a car and a house, so it's not a big deal if you lose a few years, right? Anyway, you have a car and a house." Enjoy everything you should enjoy.”

"Fu" Henry raised his middle finger towards Wang Dalong with contempt.

"Jingle Bell"

The phone on the bar rang.

"Hey, Salted Fish Bar, what do you need?"

On the other end of the phone, a gentle female voice said: "What do you have for breakfast today?"

Wang Dalong was about to speak when the call was suddenly hung up.

"Damn, what the hell?"

He put down the phone depressedly and was about to continue frying fried dough sticks, but the moment his eyes glanced at the monitor, he felt bad.

"Tony, I'm going to fuck you."

On the monitor, the one facing the bar door was replaced by a whiteboard with numbers and Chinese written on it.

"Double dough sticks x20, tea eggs x20, unknown porridge x20."

However, he scolded anyway. In line with the principle that the customer is God, Wang Dalong quickly took out the takeout box, which he had bought in exchange for the supermarket's big sale.

"Henry, help me take a look at the store. I'll be back soon." Carrying the takeout boxes on their backs, Wang Dalong and Henry said hello and were about to go out.

"Wai, Long, I have to go to work at 7:45," Henry said vaguely, his mouth full of fried dough sticks.

"I'm delivering food to your boss. If you have any problems, I'll help you solve them."

Wang Dalong didn't even look back, he put all his strength under his feet and headed straight for Stark Tower.

"Profiteer" Henry scolded with a smile. Every time a big deal came to his door, this guy would drag customers to help him look after the store. He didn't know how to hire an employee or anything.

On the sidewalk, Wang Dalong trotted all the way. Although it was already midsummer and the weather was extremely hot, there was not a drop of sweat on his face.

"come on! Come on"

Looking at the Stark Tower just around the corner, Wang Dalong encouraged himself.

For nearly a kilometer, Wang Dalong was stunned to have to run.

Then why not buy a car?

In Wang Dalong’s words, doesn’t a car cost money?

In addition, cars cost gas and electric cars cost electricity. Don’t they all cost money?

Since you have to spend money, you might as well use your own legs, which costs no money and can run faster.

"Good morning, Mr. Wang."

When he walked into Stark Tower, he was greeted by a familiar security guard at the door.

"Morning, have you had breakfast?"

Wang Dalong replied familiarly.

"Nope"

After saying that, five strong security guards surrounded Wang Dalong. Their scorching eyes were like those of a prisoner who had been in prison for decades and suddenly saw a woman who had taken off her clothes.

"Okay, remember to transfer the money to me when the time comes."

Wang Dalong smiled bitterly, unloaded the takeout box, and took out five set meals from it.

"Eat it while it's hot. The fried dough sticks won't be crispy when they're cold."

He always forgets that the phrase "have you eaten yet" is a polite comment in China, but in the United States, others take it seriously. Fortunately, he always prepares more than a dozen set meals for emergencies.

Putting the takeout box on his back again, Wang Da walked into the elevator

"Dandy, hurry up and take me up."

Pressing the communication button, a face that was very familiar in both past and present lives appeared on the electronic screen.

"I use the pupil lock myself. I just entered it for you yesterday."

On the other side of the screen, Tony was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, and there seemed to be sparkling liquid flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"When did you get my iris data?"

Wang Dalong put his eyes close to the scanner and protested.

"Is this difficult?"

Tony changed his legs and crossed his legs, with a proud look on his face: "For a genius like me, what can happen to me?"

After the scan was completed, the elevator leading directly to Tony's office began to operate. Wang Dalong noticed that there seemed to be more glistening liquid at the corners of Tony's mouth.

"Ding"

The elevator door opened slowly.

"Hello sir, the takeaway you ordered has been delivered. If you are satisfied, please give it a five-star rating."

After putting down the takeout box and taking out the set meal, Wang Dalong's face immediately changed.

"Your grandson asked you to hack my system, let you hack my system, and stole my irises."

Wang Dalong greeted Tony in the face with a set of bastard punches.

"Dragon stop" Tony stretched out his index finger with a sarcastic look on his face: "You forgot, I haven't paid yet. Hahahaha"

Hearing this, Wang Dalong's expression changed instantly: "Brother, brother, you are my real brother. I was joking with you just now. Don't mind it. You see, I have worked so hard to deliver so much food. There is no credit but hard work." Ah. Since you have a lot, please pay for this meal."

Tony lay half-lying on the sofa like an uncle, took out his cell phone and clicked a few times.

"Ding."

Wang Dalong took out his mobile phone: "Alipay prompts that your friend Tony Stark successfully transferred $500 to you. Please check it."

"Hehehehe. You dare to threaten me with money."

A fierce smile appeared on Wang Dalong's face, and his fists were already clenched