Chapter 239 Chapter 239 [VIP]
"While the workshop workers were still familiarizing themselves with the process, I mastered it first and then made the first product."
Megan showed off the children's toys to Poison Ivy. It wasn't quite accurate to say they were children's toys. She didn't think only children liked them, because she liked them too.
When the company was first established, Megan looked at the machines and the supporting products before deciding which machine to buy. Of course, she wanted to make toys that she liked, and she was a bit willful. But after their company was in operation for a while, the gradually increasing profits proved that her aesthetic taste was good and her decision was not wrong.
As for why she didn't take it out at the opening ceremony, it was because the product she made had a slight flaw, so she had been repairing it for some time. Although she was satisfied with one part, she still had problems with other parts. She was not a perfectionist, but sometimes she couldn't help but be picky and entangled.
Poison Ivy looked at the adorable toy and heard the child continue, "When it was first made, it had a few flaws, but I wanted to give you the best, so I fixed it."
Megan was a little child. She held a small toy in her hand and raised it with both hands to present it to Poison Ivy. Her wide green eyes were full of anticipation, vitality and spirit. She knew that her gift would definitely be accepted and loved, so she was happy the moment she gave the gift.
But who wouldn't like this gift? Who could let down such a thoughtful gesture?
Poison Ivy definitely can't do that.
But she did not accept the gift. Instead, she pinched Megan's armpits with both hands and picked her up. She considered that even if a child of this age was still clingy, it was time to cultivate her sense of independence. So the vines around her took off and weaved into a chair, which was just right for Megan to sit on.
Now Megan was sitting on a high vine chair, right in line with Poison Ivy's gaze. The older woman smiled at the childish girl, reached out a hand to cup her cheek, and gently stroked her tender skin with the tip of her thumb. There was a hint of affection in her eyes, "This is really a wonderful gift."
"I feel your kindness," Poison Ivy took the toy with her other hand, looked at it carefully, and said slowly, "I will treasure it. Thank you, Megan."
During this short half day, they held a small class on women's safety knowledge. Poison Ivy used to worry about the child's safety, but when she realized the Joker's indulgence in Megan, it was no longer a problem. But at this age when she is about to turn thirteen, she has to be careful of the bad boys everywhere.
She talked about something, but when she looked down at the child in her arms, who still had innocent and carefree eyes, she suddenly smiled, and her heart softened. "You are still young, Megan, but I want to teach you something now. Maybe you already know it, that is-"
“There is only so much space in a person’s heart. Don’t include people in it for reasons that are too simple.”
"Don't be soft-hearted because of a smile, a word, or a little kindness he shows you. You must guard that door tightly, cherish what is precious, and discard all that is cheap, ridiculous, and laughable."
What did Poison Ivy want to teach her? Don't be tempted by cheap things, don't pay a high price for a little profit, but she also knew that the child was soft-hearted, so she told her: "Not many people are worthy of entering your heart. They will only pollute that pure land."
Megan is too easily hurt, so Poison Ivy is not going to teach her not to care too much about her future lover, thinking that if this one is not good, there will be another one. Megan is simple and may not like separation, but she believes that Megan can understand - she will not be with anyone easily, and after Megan's own screening, and then after she and many inmates and even the Joker's screening, the lucky one who is finally missed will be a "good person" no matter what.
Megan nodded, not quite understanding what she meant. She somewhat understood what Poison Ivy meant, so she raised her head with great confidence, "That's okay. I'm a stingy person."
Being stingy means that she is more stingy with her emotions, and once she is unhappy, she will hold a grudge and go back to her friends and father to complain, and she will not let herself be wronged.
Hearing Megan's confident words, Poison Ivy couldn't help but smile. She lowered her head and kissed Megan's forehead, then joked with her, "Yeah, our stingy guy finally got away with just one coax."
Did Poison Ivy sacrifice a lot when they first met? But this kid was happy to follow her. Maybe that's not right...
When Megan was first taken to Arkham Asylum by the Joker, her condition was still serious, but later she really didn't refuse anyone who wanted to play with her, and she didn't hold a grudge against Scarecrow who had bullied and offended her.
Poison Ivy thought about it and still felt that there was a huge hidden danger. However, Megan would grow up slowly. She could still be a child for a long time, and could grow up and become a big child when she wanted to. She had such freedom, and this right would not be taken away by anyone. As for the Joker? Would the patriarch be willing to do that?
She put her worries aside, and in the blink of an eye she saw the carnivorous plant coming towards her with its calyx bared. It opened and closed, showing off its many sharp teeth, but it put itself into Megan's arms without hesitation and played with her intimately.
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Megan had dinner in the cafeteria with Poison Ivy. After taking a walk, she returned to the Joker's cell. When she entered the room, she saw her father standing inside. He turned around when he heard her squeeze in.
It was obvious that the clown had something to say, but seeing that she had always liked to squeeze through the door cracks since she was a child, he couldn't help but ask, "Is it difficult for you to push the door open?" He was so curious.
There were so many times when Megan ignored his weird words and didn't listen to him, but at least she would give him a perfunctory response, saying "hmm" twice without even looking up when she walked past him, and then tried to push her bedroom door. She was so rude, but the clown was used to it. Megan didn't close the door after entering the dark room, so he stood at the door and watched the child clean up her bedroom by herself.
This dark room had long become Megan's exclusive property. Even if the Joker wanted to put something in it, he had to tell her in advance or give her a warning, otherwise the child would rummage through and throw his things around, just like in his cell. Most of his things were used by Megan to pad the legs of the table as long as they were suitable, and if they were unbalanced, she would kick the things away in anger.
Megan turned on the light as soon as she entered the room and took a look inside. She found that there was no dust on the shelves and the quilt covers and pillowcases on her bed were all freshly washed. When she opened the clothes hangers that were added later, she found that they were all full of new clothes.
"Where are the clothes I don't wear in winter?" she asked a little curiously, because she had never tidied her wardrobe by herself, as if it would refresh itself with the seasons. But Megan didn't believe in fairy tales, so she knew it must have been done by her father.
Joker: "You don't know that you have so much stuff that it can fill up several warehouses." He said with disgust, but his expression did not change at all.
Megan didn't know, but as a parent, he never tired of buying things for her.
The little bear snorted at him, not in annoyance, just playing with him. She stopped looking at other things and ran to the shelf to get her fish tank and fish. Although it had been a long time since she got them, and Megan had changed the fish's fish tanks many times during this period, when she didn't have time to look after the fish, she always put it in the original plastic fish tank.
She likes unchanging things and is nostalgic. When she saw that her fish tank and the fish had not been cleaned, she felt inexplicably happy. She held the fish tank on her head with both hands and walked out briskly.
The Joker made way for her. The bathroom was outside the cell, and there was only his cell in this passage, so he never worried that Megan would be in danger here, but he was obviously too relieved.
Before he even sat down to rest, he heard a burst of angry screams from outside. Megan's footsteps were even clattering as she ran, as if she wanted to crush the ground in anger. The clown turned around and saw Megan kicking the door open angrily, shouting, "Fix the plumbing!"
Here is a wet and angry little bear. Even though her hair is wet and drooping, she looks more fluffier than usual. She is very unhappy, "Are you doing this on purpose?" Is she being so mean on purpose?
She was so angry that she was about to cry, and no one knew where she got such magnanimity from.
The same thing happened again, but the child before was silent, and now she looked like she was going to challenge the clown to a duel. When did she change? The clown was puzzled, but he didn't intend to make Megan angry. He walked over and touched her wet hair, then said, "I'll take care of it. I hope you've taken care of yourself by the time I come back."
Seeing the clown about to leave, Megan was no longer so annoyed. Instead, she tilted her head suspiciously and asked, "Aren't you going to take your crowbar?"
Joker: "I never knew a low-class maintenance worker who would use a crowbar to fix a plumbing pipe."
Megan: “So you’re very professional.”
The clown couldn't help but stop in his tracks. He really wanted to know when this child's mouth became so sarcastic, but he saw Megan looking righteous, so he couldn't help but smile. Well, they are father and daughter, so what's the problem?
He was too lazy to argue with the kid, so he just turned around and left.
Megan didn't make a fuss at night. She changed into her pajamas obediently and then blew her hair. When she was blowing the ends of her hair, the clown came back, took the hair dryer from her hand, and blew her hair patiently and carefully.
Megan sat cross-legged on the bed, looked up and asked him: "Is the water pipe fixed? Is it really fixed? It won't burst again when I go there, right?"
The clown said meaningfully, "It's not someone's turn to fix it a third time."
"What about my fish and fish tank?" Megan looked aggrieved again, her lips pouting and her cheeks puffed up.
"Let's play in the water tomorrow."
"Oh well."
They had agreed to play with water the next day, but Megan only had time to fill it with water while getting up early to wash up, and then went to have breakfast and find the teachers who would teach her various skills in the future.
Megan easily found the Riddler and said without much greeting: "I opened a company outside of Arkham, and my father said you could teach me some useful skills."
There was no rhetoric at all, it was very direct. But if the company was not opened outside of Arkham, could it still be successfully registered if the company address was Arkham Asylum?
Although the Riddler likes to set up puzzles when committing crimes, it doesn't mean that he likes to do complicated things in his daily life. Compared to getting along with those people who are full of twists and turns, he may prefer children like Megan.
The Riddler wasn't surprised by Megan's words. After all, he'd known about this for a long time. If the Joker had allowed Megan to start a company, then surely it was only natural for her to learn more? But he said, "Let your father talk to me. If he can't offer me a satisfactory salary, then go find someone else."
He was actually joking, but Megan tilted her head and thought for a moment, "So do you want company shares?" Why shares and not something else? Because the factory's profits are not much, it's still a bit difficult to support the workers.
The Riddler was startled, but he refused. "The shares you're offering me aren't even worth my previous month's salary. Keep them for yourself and buy some trinkets."
But he had one request, "I hope you still remember what I taught you."
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