Clow Card Magician in Marvel

The sight in front of him gradually became clear.

"Boss, how much is this?"

Inside the dessert shop, the customer outside the cashier was looking at Su Heng, who had just woken up, with some impatience.

"Sorry." Out of instinct, Su Heng calculated the price of the scattered desserts in front of him at a glance.

"Fifty-two dollars, just give fifty dollars."

Su Heng nodded to the customer.

"Please help me pack it." The customer took out the money and said to Su Heng.

"Wait a moment."

Su Heng skillfully picked up the paper bag on the right and put the desserts in it one by one.

When Su Heng handed the paper bag containing the dessert shop to the customer, before he could take a breath, the customers who were queuing up behind him put the desserts on the tray in front of Su Heng again.

"Count the bill, boss."

Su Heng, who was busy collecting money, packing, and making change, finally got relieved after the sunset fell into the dessert shop.

He looked at the last customer who had walked out of the dessert shop and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally, there's no one left." In the customer area, Gwen stuffed all the garbage into the trash can and placed the towel used to wipe the table on the railing.

"Manager, I can't do it anymore!" Gwen complained to Su Heng: "I have to take a day off tomorrow and have a good rest at home."

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Su Heng looked at Gwen in front of him, and his expression was slightly stunned, but then his face returned to that soft state.

"Okay."

"Wow, it's rare." Gwen, who was originally just complaining, looked particularly surprised after hearing Su Heng's reply.

"Manager, are you sure you want to give me a day off tomorrow?" Gwen confirmed to Su Heng again with some disbelief.

"It's just a day off, you should rest well when you need to rest." Su Heng nodded indifferently.

But after getting Su Heng's answer, Gwen's expression gradually changed from suspicion to ecstasy.

She ran to the food outlet excitedly, squatted down and shouted to the person coming out of the bakery.

"Did you hear that, Sister Gan? The manager is going to give me a day off tomorrow!"

"What?!" There was a sound of ping-pong in the bakery, as if some metal tool was thrown to the ground.

As the door of the bakery was opened, a white figure rushed out from the white dust.

"Cough cough cough!" The figure coughed twice, patted the flour on his body, and protested loudly to Su Heng in front of him.

"I want a day off too!!!"

Su Heng looked at the figure in front of him, and the name of this person appeared in his mind.

Gan.

The chief dessert chef in Su Heng's dessert shop, all the desserts in the shop are made by her.

But for some reason, after Su Heng saw Gan for the first time, he always imagined her in his mind as a little elf with wings flickering and a magic wand in his hand.

Su Heng's expression froze again. He looked at Gan, who was protesting in front of him, and said some refusal words very skillfully.

"That won't work. You are the chief dessert chef of our store. If you take a leave, who will sell the desserts tomorrow?"

"You are so annoying!" Gan slammed the table indignantly: "You can make desserts yourself, why can't you let me take a day off!"

Dingling--

Just as Gan was protesting angrily, the door of the dessert shop was slowly opened, and a figure who looked sloppy walked in from outside.

"Sorry, sir, we have already."

Gwen, who was originally watching Gan and Su Heng quarreling with a smile, wanted to tell the customer that the dessert shop was closed, but after seeing the person clearly, she suddenly stopped talking.

"Ah, is it Mr. Stark?"

"Yo." Tony took off his sunglasses, greeted Gwen, and looked curiously at Su Heng and Gan who were confronting each other.

"So what happened to them?"

"They were arguing." Gwen said gloatingly, "Because Sister Gan wanted to take a day off, but the manager didn't approve."

"Is that so?" Tony nodded in understanding, and then approached the two of them with a face that asked for a beating.

"I've said before, you might as well come to work for me." Tony joked to Gan, "At least at Stark Industries, you only have to make desserts for me and Pepper, and whether it's rest time or salary, it will definitely be much better than this crappy store."

"Tony, you guy." Su Heng glanced at Tony with a squint.

"Why don't you go find your cover girl and poach employees from my store?"

"I'm tired of eating lobster and abalone, so I want to eat some dessert to relieve the greasiness?" Tony shrugged and smiled at Gan and continued, "So you want to come?"

"No." Gan snorted twice: "I'm a small pastry chef, I can't climb the big tree of Stark Industries, it's better for me to stay in the store and eat and wait for death."

"Tsk." After hearing what Gan said, Tony's face didn't show any surprise. After all, he had said this to Gan many times, but Gan gave the same answer every time.

"I really envy you." Tony looked at Su Heng with some jealousy: "You actually have such a good employee."

"That's not true." Su Heng was quite pleased with himself.

"If nothing's wrong, I'll go back to the baking room first." Gan glanced at Su Heng, buried the emotions in his eyes, and pretended to be indifferent and said to everyone: "I still have to clean up the baking. Only the things I scattered in the room will do."

"Go ahead, go ahead." Su Heng waved his hand towards Gan, and then looked back at the careless Tony.

"So why do you have the time to come to me today?"

"Didn't I tell you everything? Let's have some dessert." Tony shrugged.

"But now our store has sold out all the desserts, you should be able to see that." Su Heng exposed Tony's lies without mercy.

"Well, it's actually my old man." Tony finally confessed helplessly.

"Did you quarrel with Mr. Howard again?" Su Heng asked, not surprised.

"Hmm." Tony nodded.

"That stinky old man knows information to attack me all day long. It's obvious that there is nothing wrong with my creativity!"

Su Heng looked at Tony who was chattering and shook his head helplessly.

Tony Stark, CEO of Stark Industries.

From his young age until now, this should have been Tony's most exciting period.

But in Stark Industries, there is still a big mountain pressing on his head.

Howard Stark, founder and chairman of Stark Industries.

Also Tony's father.

Probably due to his age, every decision the once frivolous Howard Stark makes and every invention he launches are filled with the maturity and stability of an old man.

But this just restrained Tony, who was currently in the escape stage of thinking.

"So which of your inventions was rejected by Mr. Howard?" Su Heng guessed at a glance the reason why Tony came to complain, and asked Tony directly.

"Didn't I get attacked in the Middle East before?" Tony said to Su Heng.

"uh-huh."

Su Heng was naturally impressed by this.

It can only be said that Tony was lucky. Before he was about to be killed, he was found by the self-defense patrol robot deployed by Howard.

But during the time he was imprisoned, out of his desire to survive, Tony built a smaller version of Stark Industries' Ark reactor in that cave, as well as half a set of steel armors that had not been completed yet. .

At this time Tony suddenly mentioned this matter.

Su Heng had some thoughts in his mind.

"So you can't be"

"That's right, after I came back, I started upgrading and transforming the steel armor." Tony said gloomily.

"Just yesterday, when I showed the Mark 2 armor I created to the old man and the others, they said that I was not doing my job properly."

"Especially my mother, who has always been by my side, actually said that my Mark 2 armor looks like a silver devil. This is disrespectful to the Lord and told me to destroy it quickly."

"Damn it, Lord. Sooner or later, I will use missiles to blow up the holy places of these guys! Let's see if their Lord can judge me!"

Tony said angrily.

Su Heng looked at Tony with an expression of pity.

No wonder this guy has so much resentment.

After all, when Tony was scolded by Mr. Howard, Ms. Maria would say a few words for Tony and comfort him by the way.

But in today's situation, Tony was mostly alone in the midst of the scoldings from his parents.

"Maybe it would be better if you change the color of your armor." For some reason, a picture appeared in Su Heng's mind.

"For example, change the silver color of your armor to a softer gold and red rendering?"

"Hmm." Tony frowned, took out a tablet from behind and brought up the three-dimensional model of the armor.

"You mean that?" The color of red on top and gold on the bottom made Tony feel a little disgusted.

"No, no, no, that should be said." With the picture in his mind, Su Heng took the tablet and readjusted the colors on the armor.

"Cool!" Tony couldn't help but whistle as he looked at the brand new armor displayed on the tablet, praising it sincerely.

"I didn't expect you to have such artistic talent. You do look much better now than the silver devil you looked like before."

"This." After Su Heng successfully matched the color of the steel armor, his eyes showed a bit of confusion.

Obviously this was a product that came out of his mind, but for some reason, Su Heng always felt like he had seen this armor somewhere.

In other words, he actually felt in his mind that he should have seen other armors that were more sophisticated than the one in Tony's tablet.

Could it be that he is a armor designer who has been hiding for many years?

Su Heng touched his chin and thought somewhat unrealistically.

"This plan looks good, so I accepted it." Tony took back the tablet: "If I have time, I will ask Pepper to send you the design fee."

"That's no need, anyway, your armor probably won't be available, right?" Su Heng raised his eyebrows at Tony.

"Hmph!" Tony snorted coldly.

"Who says there is no way? I have hands and feet. Even if the old man doesn't let me, can't I make it myself?"

"Forget it, let's not talk about these unlucky things." Tony shook his head and said to Su Heng and Gwen who was cleaning next to him.

"By the way, are you free in the next two days?"

"Why don't you tell me what you're doing first?" Su Heng looked at Tony with some caution.

"If it's another cocktail party or dance party, don't ask us to go."

These things are really too noisy for Su Heng and Gwen.

"Of course not." Tony put the tablet in front of Su Heng again, but this time it was no longer the design of the armor, but a notice.

This is a notice that a song and dance troupe will arrive in New York to start a performance for half a month.

Among them, what Su Heng cares more about is the names and appearance of the actors in this song and dance troupe.

Mirror, song, voice, flower, double, jump, drive, and fly.

They are all named with single words. In addition to humans, there are also several animals with strange looks.

It's that strange sense of déjà vu again. It's the first time I've seen them, but Su Heng feels as if he has seen them somewhere before.

"The Kuro Dance Troupe is a famous dance troupe in the world recently. It is said that each actor has different abilities."

"If you are free, maybe I can buy you a few VIP tickets for the front row. Then we can go and relax and watch the performance?"

"Well?" Su Heng hesitated.

If he had his usual personality, he would usually stay away from such performances, but for this performance, Su Heng felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

In his heart, there was a voice driving him to agree to Tony.

"Then please." Su Heng nodded to Tony.

"Okay, in this case, you, Gwen, and Gan, plus Pepper, and me, a total of five tickets." Tony calculated.

"I'll let Pepper buy the tickets now."

"Thank you." Su Heng watched Tony start to contact Pepper, and lowered his head to play the tablet that Tony put on the table.

On the browser interface, several recent important news published by the Daily Bugle caught Su Heng's attention.

"Bruce Banner, a famous scientist, has successfully developed a device to control gamma rays"

"Professor Connors, chief scientist of the Osborne Group, has successfully developed a machine to treat genetic diseases"

"Dr. Otto, chief scientist of Hammer Industries, has successfully developed a new type of clean energy through helium. The days when Stark Industries was the only one in the world will eventually become a thing of the past"

"Genius scientist Reed Richards has successfully brought his crew back to Earth from space. It is reported that he has the latest research direction on cosmic rays"