Chapter 303 Little Spider Peter

3pm.

Stark Building, Manhattan.

Cheng Long, dressed in casual clothes, walked leisurely into the first floor lobby as if he was in an empty place. The staff coming and going seemed to ignore him and let him walk into the elevator.

"Ding!"

When the elevator was about to reach the top floor, it suddenly stopped.

Then Potts, who was wearing an OL uniform and looked ordinary, walked in with a stack of documents.

"you are?"

When Pepper Potts saw someone in the elevator, a Chinese person she had never seen before, she couldn't help but frown.

The top three floors of Stark Tower were not office areas, and ordinary business partners would usually only go to her floor instead of going directly to Tony's private area.

"My last name is Cheng, and my given name is Long." Cheng Long smiled slightly, acting very elegant and easy-going, but his uninvited visit made it difficult for him to win Potts' favor.

"Mr. Cheng, upstairs is my boss's private living area. If you don't have his permission, it's illegal trespassing. Do you have an appointment?"

"No."

Cheng Long shook his head.

Pepper Potts's expression changed slightly, "You take the elevator down now, and I can pretend nothing happened."

"Ms. Potts, if you kick me out now, you will regret it in the future." Cheng Long was not upset by Pepper's attitude. He came to visit mainly to make a deal with Tony.

Tony, who had just rescued himself, still had shrapnel left in his body and had to rely on the nuclear reactor in his chest to stay alive.

This is not a long-term solution.

Because the main element of the miniature arc reactor that Tony is currently using is palladium, continued use will make his palladium poisoning symptoms become more and more severe, until it threatens his life.

Mr. Cheng, who had just arrived, had no identity and needed to find someone with power to help him get a green card.

But his need for a green card is not that urgent. If he has one, his life will be more convenient, but he can still live a comfortable life without it.

If Pepper was determined to get him away, he would never stay for a moment.

Cheng Long came to help Tony simply because he wanted to see if Iron Man himself was really as bad-mouthed as he was in the movies.

"regret?"

Potts was stunned and frowned, "I don't even know why you came here, why should I regret it?"

At the same time, Tony, who was in the living room on the top floor, suddenly heard Jarvis' voice in his ears.

"Sir, a Chinese man came downstairs and Miss Potts is negotiating with him. Do you want me to pull up the surveillance footage?"

"Chinese? Call it up and let me see."

As Tony's voice rang out, a light curtain full of technology suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Ms. Potts, the miniature ark on Tony's chest releases a large amount of toxins every time it is used. When the toxins accumulate to a certain level, they will take his life. If you don't want to change your boss and lose this high-paying job, you'd better take me to see him.]

【Can you solve it? 】

【good……】

Hearing this, the cynical Tony suddenly became interested.

He just flew back from the Middle East today, and someone actually noticed that the miniature ark on his chest had drawbacks and even had the audacity to offer to help him solve the problem.

"Where does this guy get his confidence from?"

Just when Tony was confused, Potts, who was worried about his boss's safety, finally made a decision and pressed the top button.

After a while, Cheng Long, under the guidance of Potts, met Tony, whose face was as pale as a wax. This guy had just finished hanging glucose, and then came to the living room to drink his treasured wine.

Seeing Cheng Long coming, Tony didn't say anything and just drank by himself.

"Tony, this is Mr. Cheng, he said..."

Just as Potts was about to introduce Cheng Long's purpose, Tony put down his glass and interrupted, "No need to introduce, I heard your conversation."

Say it.

He turned his head to look at Cheng Long, and after examining him from head to toe, he slowly said, "You look good, and you look like a decent person, but you dare to say that you can solve a problem that even I can't solve for the time being. You are a bit too arrogant."

"From the look of you, you don't trust me! Forget it, just pretend I was never here."

Before Cheng Long finished his words, he disappeared from the spot.

"Meow~~"

A dirty kitten suddenly appeared in front of Tony and Potts, making a timid sound.

"..."

Tony's pupils trembled and his face was full of astonishment.

"Oh my god~~"

Pepper Potts screamed in fear and said, "Tony, why did Mr. Cheng turn into a cat? Could it be...he is a monster?"

"He is not a monster, he just used the epoch-making micro-wormhole transportation technology."

In front of a highly intelligent genius like Tony, many spells can actually be explained by scientific knowledge.

But he couldn’t understand, if the micro-wormhole transportation technology was already available, why would he leave a stray kitten for himself?

"Jarvis, find this person. I need to know all his movements."

"Ok sir."

Jarvis quickly hacked into the network and took over the city's surveillance cameras.

Soon, it found Cheng Long in Queens, New York, and reported: "Sir, Mr. Cheng went to the pawn shop. I have hacked into the pawn shop's surveillance system and am retrieving the surveillance footage..."

The next moment.

A light screen flashed, and the surveillance footage and conversation between Cheng Long and the pawnshop owner appeared in front of Tony and Potts without reservation.

"It's incredible. He was right in front of us a few seconds ago, and a few seconds later he was in a pawn shop dozens of miles away..." Potts exclaimed.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that a person could teleport from one place to another dozens of miles away.

"Jarvis, do you have any information about him?"

"I hacked into the databases of customs, immigration and other departments, but did not find any data about him."

"What about China?"

"There is no information about him on the Internet. Intrusion into a secret department requires authorization..."

"Being not."

Although Tony is one of the richest men in the United States, his power is not strong enough to invade China's secret departments.

You know, S.H.I.E.L.D. has computer experts who can shut down Jarvis and let the black salted egg quietly enter Tony's beach villa. A certain Eastern country that can compete with Citibank naturally has computer geniuses in its secret department to carry out network defense.

With Jarvis's computing power, it would be extremely difficult to invade the secret department of a big country quietly.

"This guy actually exchanged gold bars from the New York vault for US dollars. Could it be that he had visited the vault before?"

Seeing Cheng Long take out ten gold bars and exchange them for more than 200,000 US dollars, Tony suddenly realized that the other party was looking for him to trade, probably for the US dollars, which he cared least about.

However, his arrogant attitude angered the mysterious young man and drove him away.

"Sir, the New York vault was not robbed!"

"..."

Tony just said it casually, but Jarvis' serious answer left him speechless.

"Tony, do you need me to bring him back?" Cheng Long could teleport and could see at a glance that there was a problem with the miniature Ark reactor on Tony's chest. Potts' doubts about him had long since disappeared.

What she was thinking about now was not how mysterious Cheng Long was, but that her boss might be poisoned to death by the palladium element released by the micro reactor at any time.

"I will think about it……"

Tony did not agree immediately, his pride would not allow him to do so.

After all, he had just flown back from the Middle East and had not had time to start in-depth research. By the time he was completely helpless and started to give up, more than a year had passed.

……

the other side.

Cheng Long walked out of the pawnshop with more than 200,000 US dollars and went to a real estate agency.

"Sir, do you need to rent or buy a house?"

"Rent."

"Apartment, studio or villa?"

George, a real estate agent in his thirties, was very welcoming. Chinese people have always been their high-quality customers at Citibank. Whether renting or buying a house, as long as the service is good, they can get a good commission.

“Is there a whole villa for rent?”

Cheng Long doesn’t know how long he will stay in New York, and he doesn’t have a Citi green card, so buying a house is difficult, so he can only rent a house.

"Yes, yes, yes. I have quite a few houses available. I'll take you to see them right away."

George brought a folder and enthusiastically introduced Cheng Long to a number of villas for rent.

The first two buildings were not very suitable. Either the decoration inside the house was not to my liking, or there were poisonous insects nearby, which could easily affect my mood when they went in and out.

Until the third building...

Seeing Aunt Mei push open the door, warmly invite George into the house, and look at him from time to time, Cheng Long couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

The house I rented was actually Aunt Mei's.

interesting!

"Mei, this gentleman wants to rent an entire villa. He is very generous. As long as he likes it, he will offer a monthly rent of US$3,500, which is absolutely no problem." George whispered in Aunt Mei's ear.

"George, I'm talking about renting out the second floor, not the entire house. If you let me rent out my house, where will Peter and I live in the future?"

Aunt Mei's living conditions have been getting worse every month since her husband passed away a year ago. Although her salary as a cafe waitress is enough to take care of her nephew.

However, as her nephew grew up, the living expenses would become higher and higher. The property tax in the United States was heavy and had to be paid every year. The only way she could think of to improve her life was to rent out the unused rooms.

But not renting out the entire villa.

"I have a small apartment that I can lend you."

George brought Cheng Long to Aunt Mei's house, which obviously did not meet the requirements. Naturally, he had his own little ideas. As long as Aunt Mei gave up the house, he had plenty of ways to coax Aunt Mei into taking off her clothes.

For example, you can help Aunt Mei find a small apartment, or invite her to move into your house and live there for free. As time goes by and your friendship deepens, it will definitely not be a problem to have a beneficial exchange game between them.

"No, I don't have time to move..."

Aunt Mei was very determined and she didn't have the time to move around.

"How about this? I'll raise your rent to $4,000 a month?"

George made up his mind and decided to use huge benefits to force Aunt May to give up resistance.

Aunt Mei's villa is a small villa with a monthly rent of no more than three thousand. If it is increased to four thousand, it is indeed very tempting.

Not far away, Cheng Long, who was sitting on the sofa drinking water, heard the conversation between the agent and Aunt Mei and interrupted with a smile: "Mei, since you don't want to move, then rent the upstairs to me. How much do you think is appropriate?"

"1500 U.S. Dollars."

Aunt Mei's quote was quite honest: 1500 for a floor, which was a normal price for the area. A single room was cheaper, costing between three and five hundred dollars.

"make a deal."

Cheng Long stood up and looked at George, smiling and said, "Mr. George, please draw up a contract. The rent will be paid once a year. If you can get it done within half an hour, the commission can be increased appropriately."

"Sir, give me ten minutes."

Although George felt sorry for not being able to persuade Aunt May to rent out the whole house, he would not feel bad about the money.

Therefore, the tripartite rental contract was signed very quickly.

About fifteen minutes later.

Aunt Mei sent George away, turned to look at Cheng Long, and said with a smile: "Mr. Cheng, it seems that we are destined to be together. We will be roommates from now on."

"Mei, I need to go out and buy some daily necessities. Is there a supermarket nearby?"

"I'll take you."

In the evening, Cheng Long returned to Aunt Mei's house carrying a lot of bags and met the little spider Peter Parker who had not yet mutated.

The ten-year-old baby in pajamas is short, has a chubby face, and looks a little cute.

"Peter, call Uncle Cheng."

"Hello, Uncle Cheng."

Little Spider knew long ago that his aunt was going to rent out several rooms upstairs, so when he saw a stranger coming in, he didn't feel strange at all. Instead, he looked at him with scrutiny.

Cheng Long has a very special temperament, which is particularly attractive.

"Be good, I'll give you some candy!" Cheng Long reached out and rubbed the little spider's head, then took out a bag of White Rabbit milk candy from the bag and stuffed it into the spider's mouth.

"Thank you, Uncle Cheng." Peter thanked happily.

"Cheng, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Let me do it! You help me."

Cheng Long just went to the Chinese Super League and bought a box of chicken wings, a box of eggs, and common vegetables such as tomatoes and cucumbers.

Next, he prepared to show off his cooking skills and let Aunt May and Spider-Man taste delicious Chinese food.

After one hour.

As the last dish of braised chicken wings was served by Aunt Mei, little Peter, who had been growling with hunger for a long time, immediately picked up a chicken wing with a fork, put it in the bowl, and took a big bite after getting the elder's promise.

The color is as red as wine and as crystal clear as agate. When you take a bite, the fragrant soup explodes in your mouth like a bomb.

After just one bite, Peter fell in love with this dish and his mouth was full of oil.

"Cheng, the dishes you cook are all delicious. Are you a chef?"

Aunt Mei couldn't help but secretly taste the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, steamed cake, and smashed cucumber in the kitchen just now. She thought these dishes were the most delicious delicacies in the world.

Unexpectedly, the braised chicken wings that were finally served on the table were so delicious that they gave him the illusion of being in ecstasy.

It’s incredible!
"Study for a few months."

"It seems you have a lot of talent..."

"Just average, third in the world."

Cheng Long and Aunt Mei chatted while eating, and they got along better and better. Little Peter also liked him because of the Chinese food he made, and after the meal he took the initiative to go upstairs to help him clean up the room.

"Uncle Cheng, what do you do for a living?"

“Are you new to our country?”

"Have you ever thought about opening a restaurant? If you do, Aunt Mei will definitely be happy. Since Uncle Ben passed away last year, I haven't seen her eat so happily for a long time..."

Spider-Man is such a chatterbox. He doesn't do much work, but his mouth is like a machine gun, spewing out words one after another...

(End of this chapter)