"Mr. Stark, there is your courier there."

Tony Stark, who was flipping through the playboy in his villa and choosing a bedmate tonight, was interrupted by artificial intelligence Jarvis.

"My courier? Why don't they come home?"

Stark, who was interrupted by "Selecting Concubine", was very unhappy and picked on it.

"'This thing is given to Hapi, just send it to the company' This is your original words."

Jarvis replied conscientiously.

"A gift to Hapi?"

Stark recalled it and found no relevant memories at all.

"When did I buy him a gift? I never give a gift to a man!"

Jarvis did not speak, but projected CRF's video directly in front of Tony Stark, as well as Stark's own message below the video.

"Oh! I remembered it!"

Stark laughed, threw the playboy in his hand aside, and shouted to Jarvis: "Get me ready for the car, I'll go to the company now! Contact Hapi by the way and tell him that the holiday is over, so he can hurry to the Stark Building!"

He drove his sports car all the way to Stark Building illegally. At this time, Hapi had already been waiting at the door.

"Tony, what happened? You actually took the initiative to come to the company!"

Throwing the car keys handed over by Stark to the doorman standing by, asking him to deal with parking and violations. Hapi approached Stark and asked curiously.

"Oh, it's not a big deal."

Stark smiled and led Hapi into his almost useless office, where two huge boxes were already placed.

"Hapi, come and see the gift I bought for you!"

Stark happily patted one of the boxes and said to his bodyguard.

"Oh no, Tony, I don't think I need this..."

Because of the media's carnival, Hapi had already known what the so-called gift was at this time, and he was very resistant to it.

The boy who came up with this invention must be the devil sent by Satan to the world!

And Tony, he must have been confused by the devil!

"Are you sure?" Tony Stark stared at his bodyguard's round belly and said ruthlessly: "As long as you are now, if you don't explain it in advance, others will think you are my chef rather than a bodyguard. If I really encounter danger one day, do you really have the strength to protect me? After all, you seem to have to take a breath after taking two steps."

"Of course there is no problem!"

Hapi seemed very excited when his professional level was questioned by his employer.

"My figure won't affect my skills!"

"I doubt this, Hapi."

Stark spread his hands and shook his head.

"Think about your figure when you first joined the company, and look at it now, you can't even see your toes when you lower your head!"

"... Maybe I really need these things, maybe it may not be necessary..."

Hapi lowered his head when he heard this. Although he could still see it on his toes, the situation was indeed very dangerous. He thought for a while and felt that he had indeed been too relaxed over the years.

"Well, Tony, I'll accept this gift."

Hapi's shoulders collapsed with despair, as if he had seen his future miserable life.

Goodbye, my favorite hot dog...

And the burger, cola, fried chicken, popcorn burritos…

"marvelous!"

Stark slapped his palm and pulled the melancholy Hapi to the treadmill.

"Hurry, you can try this first and let me see how it works!"

"You have been possessed by the devil! Tony!"

...

Craft naturally didn't know that a wealthy bodyguard was in dire straits because of his invention. Fatty Liao and Fatty Liao are now taking advantage of the weekend to deliver the weight loss suit ordered by Martin Lee to the FEAST homeless shelter.

"Craft, long time no see, you've become famous recently."

As soon as he walked into the shelter, a middle-aged woman with an old appearance came forward and touched his little head and praised.

"Hello Aunt Mei."

"Hello, Aunt Mei."

Craft and Fatty Liao greeted Aunt Mei obediently.

May Riley Parker, who has been volunteering in the FEAST shelter for many years, is one of the few white people who can be seen by Craft. A kind-hearted person like her deserves respect no matter what skin color he has.

After a few greetings with Aunt Mei, Fatty Liao directed the freight workers to place the weight loss suit in a conspicuous position in the shelter. With the fact that the group of homeless men in the shelter were hungry and full, it was impossible to use Craft's weight loss suit.

But Martin Lee said that this can attract people interested in weight loss suits to visit and try it out. The shelter can charge fees and take the opportunity to publicize the nature of the shelter to them to obtain fundraising.

Craft didn't know if what Martin said could be realized. Anyway, he was not interested in rescuing homeless people. He didn't see anyone helping him when he was wandering with Martin before.

However, according to Martin, he did not seem to have built this shelter with pure kindness...

Craft scratched his head.

The world of adults is really complicated.

At this moment, a dumb guy wearing glasses came out of a room in the corner.

"Aunt Mei, is there anything else I need my help?"

Immediately he saw the worker who was fiddling with the weight loss suit and Craft who was talking to Aunt Mei, and the expression on his face suddenly became excited.

"Craft!"

Peter Parker ran to Craft in three steps, grabbed his arm and shook it.

"I heard that your invention was taken aback by Mr. Stark, it's so enviable!"

"What's there to envy? Isn't it just selling something to him?"

Swinging Peter's hand away in disgust, Craft curled his lips and looked at the guy who was four or five years older than him with contempt.

Although Peter Parker is Aunt May's nephew and often comes to the shelter to help, Craft doesn't like him very much, but he doesn't hate him. The main reason is that he doesn't like Peter Parker's usual timid appearance.

"But, wouldn't it be possible for you to have a conversation with Mr. Stark?"

Peter's thoughts were exactly the same as those of Fatty Liao before, but Craft no longer wanted to explain it again. And compared to patiently explaining, Craft did more often to diss Peter.

"Even if you talk, that's my business. What are you doing so excited? And, even if you can talk to Stark, do you have a mouth open? You're even stuttering with Mary."

"This...this is different!"

Peter Parker blushed and tried to defend himself, but he didn't know what to say.

Craft diss Peter, which can be said to be a retention program in the shelter. When the people around him heard it, they burst into laughter. Even Aunt Mei was happy to watch the show.

She was actually not very satisfied with Peter's cowardly personality, so she was happy to see Craft stimulate Peter. Maybe her nephew would change because of this?

Unfortunately, Peter Parker disappointed her. After he hesitatingly defended her, Peter found an excuse to leave.

"well……"

Aunt Mei sighed with some disappointment. She did not mean to blame Peter. It is normal for Peter to appear inferior if he loses his parents and has a poor family. But after looking at the little guy Craft, Aunt Mei suddenly understood what this kid once said about "other people's children".

Seeing that Peter gave up again, Craft spread his hands at Aunt Mei and shook his head helplessly. He could only help Aunt Mei get here.

Even if he hates other people with skin colors, Craft, who is already fourteen years old, will not mock others for no reason, let alone Aunt Mei's relationship. He noticed Aunt Mei's distress, so he would help Aunt Mei stimulate Peter Parker from time to time.

Of course, bullying a senior student who is several years older than him will also make Craft feel very accomplished.

The same is true for the others in the shelter. They are helping to stimulate Peter. Craft is not as popular as Peter in the shelter. Most of the staff here are volunteers who come to help spontaneously, but they don't tend to favor him just because he is Martin Lee's adopted son.

"Thank you, baby."

Aunt Mei stepped forward and hugged Craft. She really liked this somewhat extreme but very sensible child, that is, Martin Lee should adopt it first, otherwise she would want to take Craft home.

"You should stop being this bad guy. Peter's personality has been set. This level of stimulation cannot change him."

Touching Craft's little head, Aunt Mei said with some relief. After trying it several times, she felt sorry for her nephew and decided to let him go. Anyway, she was just a little cowardly and it was no big deal.

"No," Craft said happily: "It's rare to have a very open reason to bully Peter. I'm not too happy."

"You guy! Just do whatever you want..."

Aunt Mei gave Craft a angrily glance, and then added: "Don't bully too hard, your brother Peter's psychological tolerance is not very good."

"I know~ I know~"

Craft dragged his voice and agreed reluctantly.

After chatting with Aunt Mei for a while, Craft left with Fatty Liao. The work in the shelter was quite busy, and he didn't want to help, and there were new experiments waiting for him, so it would be better to leave early.

Martin Lee's prediction was very accurate. Due to Craft's production capacity, the FEAST homeless shelter caught up with the tail of the craze. The weight loss suit did bring a lot of traffic to the place, and thus received several valuable donations. The financial aid was second, mainly due to job opportunities given by some bosses, which is more rare.

However, this craze itself has no foundation, so it comes and goes quickly, and Craft's ears became much quieter.
Chapter completed!