[Comprehensive] Refined dollar bills

"When did you find yourself so amazing?" Peter asked tirelessly. "My God, you have the potential to become the wealthiest person in America!"

Marnie thought about it, and then said, "To tell you the truth, I think I'm the wealthiest person in America."

To be honest, she always felt that her life was legendary and wonderful, comparable to the craziest science fiction movie.

That was 18 years ago, when she was just born. At that time, she had no parents, and poor Marnie was just an abandoned baby. On a winter day, she was thrown into the only local orphanage.

"Why is there only one orphanage in the area?" Peter interjected. "How small must this place be? Are you kidding me? This sounds like the beginning of a fairy tale."

Marnie rolled her eyes: "Then do you still want to listen to the story—ah no, have you heard about my life experience?"

"Of course I want to hear it," Peter sealed his mouth honestly, "tell me."

"No, I'll talk about it later—" Marnie looked at the car not far away, "Our bus is coming, and there are too many people on board, so it's not suitable for such exciting things."

Peter looked innocent: "Where is the excitement?"

"You are listening to the past of a beckoning cat." Marnie gave him a deep look, "Do you think the thorn is exciting?"

So Peter obediently kept his mouth shut.

Marnie thought to herself, as expected, she should treat Peter in the same way as a child, hey, boys just mature later.

The two took the bus and rushed to their destination.The policeman they saw just now got a plastic bag full of Benjamin Franklin, and happily went back to work. Although he said that he would write a thank you letter to Peter and Marnie, who knows when it will take .

What's more, the most important thing at the moment is not the letter of thanks, but the project paper of the two of them.

Peter and Marnie applied for a research project on "how to deal with stray cats on the street" at the same time last semester, and they happened to be assigned to a group, so they spent a whole summer researching... er, stray cats.

This neighborhood was their last research sample, and after this day, they would no longer have to feel Peter Parker's talk - Marnie felt a burst of gratitude.

Perhaps it was because of this kind of luck that she chose to make up an interesting story to give back to Peter Parker, which fulfilled his beautiful dream of meeting the lucky cat.

Well, it's a story based on reality, and at least it's true that she's a foundling.

When the bus arrived, the two got out of the bus in a crowd. Peter Parker blinked his bright eyes and looked at Marnie: "Go ahead, you were put at the gate of the orphanage, and then what?"

Marnie gave him a funny look and cleared her throat: "Then, an aunt from the orphanage came out and saw the poor little baby at the door, yes it was me. She sighed and didn't They plan to take me to the orphanage, because the orphanage has been out of cash for a long time."

Peter Parker had an "I saw the end" expression: "Did you bring them money and wealth?"

"It can also be said that way," Marnie thought for a while, and then said, "But to be more precise, I brought them the big benefactors—the Wayne family."

"Wait," Peter frowned, "The Wayne family?"

Marnie nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's the Wayne family."

"Oh my god!" Peter looked admiring, "You are actually from Gotham! That Gotham with the highest crime rate?"

Marnie said modestly again: "Heroes don't ask the source, you have to listen to me to continue. Cough, at that time, Auntie found me and planned to keep me outside, but she found that I was holding a stack of dollar bills in my arms. Yes, genuine one hundred dollar bills, and it’s still a stack, which can be said to be a relief for them.”

"The dean's grandfather's eyes are sick and he needs money for surgery. The money is undoubtedly a life-saving straw," Marnie continued. "At that time, the auntie hugged me and turned to the dean and said—'Dean, look , there’s money, here’s money! Dollar bills!’, and guess what the Dean said?”

Seeing Marnie's mysterious face, Peter followed her and said, "I don't know."

"The dean said." Marnie imitated the vicissitudes of life with emotion on her face, "'Marnie Dole? My God, the world is going downhill, people's hearts are not old, what kind of parents are these, they named their children, And put her in an orphanage'."

This is probably a bad joke.

Peter was silent for a while, and asked, "Don't tell me that's where your name came from."

"Your senses are really sharp, Peter," said Marnie solemnly. "Yes, that's where my name comes from."

Do you dare to go any further?

Of course, Marnie's story is not over after all—

"Later, I moved into the orphanage, and on the second day, the Wayne family sent people to repair the orphanage," Marnie said, "especially the small room I lived in. It's like being in a basement soaked in rain."

"It sounds miserable," Peter sympathized casually, and then continued to ask, "What happened after that?"

Marnie said: "After that... I grew up happily in the orphanage. At this point in the story, we should say goodbye to the children—"

"No! You can't!" protested Peter. "You've got to tell me how you got to New York! Don't you, little orange cat?"

Squatting next to Peter Parker, the little orange cat, which was obviously a stray cat, gently rubbed against his trouser legs, and then gave a cooperative "meow".

"Because I was adopted later," Marnie simply made up an ending, squatting down and touching the little orange cat's head, "I was adopted by New Yorkers, and after they returned to New York from Gotham, I came to New York together, and my adoptive parents were successful in the process of doing business, and it didn’t take long for them to become rich.”

"Then you are a rich girl?"

Peter also squatted down. At this time, a group of cute stray cats had gathered around the two of them, squatting or sitting, and they seemed to be listening to stories.

Marnie nodded: "That's not quite accurate, because my adoptive parents passed away two years ago."

"What?!" Peter asked in surprise, "Then you are now a down-and-out Cinderella?"

"Of course not." Marnie showed her wallet without hesitation, and a large stack of dollar bills blinded him fiercely. Marnie smiled, "My fortune is so good, how could I become so miserable? I’ll tell you the truth, I’m now the adopted daughter of the richest man in New York.”

She stood up and looked towards the corner of the street: "Here, the driver who picked me up is here."

Peter also stood up and looked towards the corner of the street. Sure enough, a black car was slowly approaching and finally came in front of them. Peter saw the license plate number——

stark5.

Marnie Doller is Mr. Stark's adopted daughter? ? ?