Chapter 88: Father's Debt, Son Pays

"But your abilities allow you to help more people," Tony continued to emphasize.

Henry didn't waste much time on this moral debate, but instead asked directly: "Tony, your family is very rich, right? Fine, even if we don't talk about your family, you yourself are very rich, correct?"

Although somewhat unhappy, Tony Stark did not deny this, saying: "Correct. Having money isn't a sin, is it?"

"Of course not. Then I say, take your money or your family's money, give ten thousand dollars to every poor person, then wouldn't that realize the great vision of America having no poor people? Isn't that good?"

Tony said in surprise: "Wealth redistribution isn't played like this. Do I need to introduce a few economics-related books for you to read? Besides, what does the fact that I or my family are rich have to do with those poor people?"

"Yes, your family having money is your family's business, of course there is no obligation to share with the poor. Then if I can stop bullets, should I go block bullets for everyone in the world? If someone is shot dead in the future, should it all be counted on my head, because I didn't go block that bullet?"

Tony wasn't knocked down by such sophistry, but said: "Stark Industries is conducting charity projects, so we are not unhelpful to the poor, we just don't use that crude method of distributing money.

"By the same logic, what you said about everyone shot dead in the world being counted on your head, I also think this matter is unfair. But not helping in places you can see, you are wasting the talent heaven gave you!"

Truly worthy of being a hero in the future, Henry sighed in his heart.

With the future Tony Stark's wealth, known as the richest man in the world, he had many ways to help people, yet in the end chose to do it personally; what a rare and precious sentiment this was.

Henry, who aspired to live a salted-fish life, did not think such things were laughable. But that didn't mean he had to learn the other's actions or possess the same moral standards.

So Henry said very seriously: "I think not using such talents to do evil is already the greatest kindness to this world.

"Although I don't mind helping others, it doesn't mean I can selflessly lend a hand to anyone. In the end, I have neither such an obligation nor sufficient incentives."

"How about this, an annual salary of one million dollars, you work for me, listen to my commands." The wealthy and arrogant young master Tony finally unleashed his money power.

Henry smiled sweetly, then decisively said: "No!"

"Why? Isn't this the same as what you wanted to do, being Audrey He Ben's driver and bodyguard? Or do you think the money isn't enough?"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk." Henry waved his finger, saying: "Although I don't know what you plan to do by hiring me, I guess it's probably just daily bodyguard work, a meat-shield type of duty.

"Or else it's like a vigilante, going around causing trouble... Oh, no, I should say helping others for free, as long as it can satisfy one's vanity.

"You are willing to pay a salary for this, rather than demanding I give my effort for free; such behavior is noble. But helping you versus helping Lady He Ben, no matter which one I help, can the nature be the same?"

"Of... of course it is the same!" Tony protested.

Henry analyzed seriously: "Employed by Tony Stark, annual salary one million dollars. But I don't know how much money I'd have to spend on a psychiatrist to heal the psychological trauma suffered during the process of being commanded.

"Employed by Lady He Ben, hmm, I don't know the market rate for a full-time driver's salary. But whether it's an annual salary of thirty thousand or fifty thousand dollars, I can accept it. Most importantly, serving the two Lady He Bens, my happy mood is priceless."

Catherine, who had been watching the show, said joyfully at this moment: "Wow, those words are truly pleasing to hear. Good child, come here, I'll reward you with a bite of pudding."

Henry obediently put his mouth forward, and Catherine was just like a kind old grandmother feeding her grandson.

One fed happily, one ate sweetly; the two were bursting with acting skills, exaggeration at one hundred percent, making everyone nearby feel sick of it.

Henry, with a face full of ecstasy, said even more: "Indeed! Pudding fed by Catherine's own hands tastes just different. This is simply too delicious."

Tony, who was the first to be hit, naturally shouted dissatisfiedly: "Our puddings are all the same! The same!" At the same time, he directly flipped the pudding plate in front of him onto his mouth, swallowing the dessert carefully made by the chef in one bite.

Henry shook his head and said: "Tsk tsk tsk, how should I put this? Indeed, scientists don't understand artists' romance. Even if the chemical composition and physical properties are exactly the same, can the feeling be the same if fed in different ways?

"It feels like if Mr. Tony wanted to give someone a gift, he would probably tell them to buy it themselves, wish themselves a happy birthday, and then take the receipt to Stark Industries to reimburse. As for what was bought, he wouldn't care."

Actually, this was a certain Kryptonian speaking out the things young master Tony would do in the future, which unexpectedly made Catherine chuckle, then she couldn't stop laughing.

Watching Catherine's expression of non-stop laughter, everyone was first puzzled, then looked as if they suddenly understood. Henry said even more: "Could it be that old Mr. Stark did such things too?"

Tony Stark showed a face of embarrassment and pain, while Catherine nodded repeatedly, saying: "I almost thought you heard some rumors, and used these words to tease young Tony."

Whoever says the Stark father and son in this world aren't biological, I'll get angry with them!

Just don't know how much of his own father's romantic affairs young Stark knows. But looking at his gloomy face and not knowing how to refute, it's clear that those romantic debts not affecting young Stark is a lie.

Just talking about how Tony and Catherine met, with the two having love at first sight.

However, regarding such matters, Henry could at most provide some assists, impossible to be the main attacker, to avoid attracting hatred.

Moreover, Catherine's magic defense is maxed out; even the future Iron Man dares not touch her. She being the main attacker and main tank is unstoppable.

Not to mention Catherine's attack desire is strong, whenever she gets a chance she charges at Tony. As if she wanted to repay all the losses she suffered from old Mr. Stark onto young Stark.

This is truly father's debt, son pays.

As a fun-seeker whose goal is a salted-fish life, Henry only regretted not carrying a camera to record this historical moment. Otherwise, today's jokes could be laughed at until the other party enters the grave.

But Catherine still has a sense of propriety in her actions; she won't really make a scene where Tony can't save face.

Just this skill of reading the room shows that her decades of mixing in Hollywood were not wasted in vain. Everyone present is a shrewd person; only the future Iron Man is a little white rabbit.

(End of this chapter)