“Hello, Uncle Tony!”
“Goodbye, Uncle Tony!”
After making a big profit of pocket money, Anna, that little brat, now called Tony, her sugar daddy, with honey on her lips.
Her words were sweet and soft, sounding so nice.
This cooperation was so pleasant.
Maybe after Tony returned to the United States, they could add each other on Facebook or something, and then future pocket money would be secured.
So after completing today’s goal, Anna began happily packing up her small stall.
Finally, she took a routine souvenir photo with Stark in the desert, as is customary after being with celebrities.
In front of the camera, she smiled and made a cheerful victory sign.
Satisfied with the treatment money and three hundred and twenty thousand dollars, Anna began huffing and puffing as she packed up to go home.
“Do you sell your backpack?
I need something to carry things.”
Stark, holding a pile of items in front of the stall, saw that the little girl seemed about to leave and decided to test his conjecture again.
Anyway, the goods he bought needed something to carry…
The excuse was ready.
Nothing to lose by trying.
“The backpack is not for sale!”
Miss Anna Broughton didn’t hesitate at all.
Her reason was very strong: “I need it for school tomorrow.”
After all, she wasn’t really a money-grubbing child.
She couldn’t just sell her entire backpack and homework just because he wanted to buy it with such a flimsy excuse, could she?
As a transmigrator and a good kid who loves homework, she had to have some persistence and enthusiasm for learning, right.
Ahem!
Ahem!~
Well, actually, it was because she was afraid that if she sold her backpack, her mom would beat her up on the ground.
That’s why she chickened out.
Don’t think having a Man of Steel makes you invincible!
Even with a Man of Steel, she was still afraid of her mom…
Of course, Stark’s mind automatically filled in that the child was naturally studious, had no concept of money, and didn’t know how much a backpack could sell for to Stark.
“Then is your cape for sale?”
After completing the so-called business at the stall and observing that his situation was safer than imagined, Stark’s courage grew.
And he was afraid the little girl wouldn’t understand his meaning.
So he explained again: “I at least need something to carry things, don’t I?”
Upon hearing that Stark wanted to buy her cape, Anna put her hands on her hips, pursed her lips, and slowly floated into the air…
then flew to a position a head taller than Stark.
This time, she put on a ‘fierce’ and ‘condescending’ angry expression.
Flying in the air, Anna deliberately darkened her face and threatened Stark.
“Can’t you use the scrap cloth on the ground?”
“Buying a cape from Superman!…”
“What are you thinking???”
Of course, these were all tactics.
All were acting, just her attempt to increase her bargaining chips.
However, this cape was indeed an important item in her possession, and she had deep feelings for it.
So unless the price was enough to break her psychological bottom line, she wouldn’t sell it.
For example, if it were just the price of an equal weight of gold like the previous items, she wouldn’t sell.
In other words,
It needs extra money!
Unfortunately, although Anna had now flown to a position a head taller than Stark, trying her best to be ‘condescending’…
This 6-year-old little girl, despite her best efforts to put on a ‘I’m an Esper, I’m fierce!’ expression,
But, perhaps because the light in the Afghan desert was too bright,
Or because there was no prepared music from the loudspeaker, so no eerie soundtrack played…
Anyway, her threat to make Tony pay more, spoken in a watery, tender voice,
Had no power at all.
Combined with her chubby little face that made you want to pinch it,
And her little chubby hands on her hips,
After finishing her ‘threat’,
She couldn’t help bending over to scratch her back, a behavior that greatly affected her majestic image…
As a result, her words were not very threatening to Stark.
In fact, Stark almost wanted to laugh…
“Look at my hands…
I can’t hold any more!”
After seeing her fly up and secretly reach her chubby hand under the cape to scratch her back, Stark not only wasn’t intimidated by Anna but even wanted to reach out and pinch her chubby face.
However, after seeing Anna’s warning look that said ‘If you dare reach out to pinch my face, I’ll scream pervert,’ Stark finally withdrew his hand halfway, feeling disgruntled under the little girl’s gaze.
“Providing packaging for goods is a normal and reasonable after-sales service.
You should satisfy that…”
“It’s also reasonable for me to buy a cape.”
Tony seemed to be bargaining with Anna, but his mind was probably already racing at 7200 rpm, shifting into 6th gear at 80 speed.
Through his words, his little actions, his tone, and Anna’s responses, her tone, expression, and behavior,
Using these things that psychologists play with daily, he analyzed Anna’s personality, bottom line, good and evil, worldview, threat level to society, psychological health, etc.
This guy was now like Batman, not missing any opportunity, collecting data for Anna’s future XXX file.
But Anna, as a transmigrator, had been in the Marvel Universe for 6 years…
She wasn’t a real 6-year-old child.
She had heard of Stark’s anti-XXX armor and his habit of creating secret files for every superhero.
Plus, with her Kryptonian super hearing, she could hear Stark’s heartbeat, which didn’t match the relaxed expression on his face…
Tch!~
Tony was just like Batman, messed up!
Those tactical guys all had dirty minds.
Trying to analyze her behavior pattern and threat level through banter and guidance, and see if she was a little psycho with antisocial tendencies…
If she really had an antisocial personality, would she wait 6 years for Stark to discover it?
MMP…
“I know what you’re up to!
Do you have a psychologist’s license?
Tony…”
After figuring out what Tony was doing, Anna directly said to Stark.
“Cape, one million!
Final price!”
“If you don’t buy, I’m leaving!”
“???”
–Are little kids this smart nowadays?
–She even knows what I’m doing.