Looking at Stark before him, Leo smiled. "Mr. Stark, I'd like to ask you for a favor."
"Oh, why do you think I'd help you? Why wouldn't I go help those homeless people on the street instead?" Tony looked at Leo sarcastically.
Leo had never thought of getting angry. Instead, he continued smiling as he said, "I think you have a lot of questions you want to ask me, right? This can count as a trade, can't it?"
Tony's expression changed as he looked at Leo. "What else do you know?"
"Too much. Besides your past, I also know your future. You can find the answers to many questions with me, but you'll have to pay a price, too. Still, I believe you're willing to, right?"
"OK, great. You can do that. What do you want?"
"Metal. I want high-quality metal, preferably as much as possible." Leo spoke expectantly.
Tony froze. The first thing he thought of was the information he had seen not long ago about those six tons of metal. Indeed, why would anyone need so much metal just to make models? He definitely had another use for it.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., have two tons of 'Tungsten Alloy Impact-Resistant High-Strength Steel Plate' and two tons of 'Titanium Alloy Metal Plate' delivered here."
"Yes, sir. They are expected to arrive in two hours and fifteen minutes."
"Do you need some pure metal, too? It's no problem!" Tony looked at Leo with a rich man's swagger, and there seemed to be a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"Emmm." Looking at the obscenely extravagant Tony, Leo did not feel like speaking.
"My turn. How do you know all this? My family, my affairs, even Yinsen?" Tony asked directly.
Leo rubbed his head, looking conflicted. "That's far too broad a question. I don't