But before he finished speaking, Li Yi suddenly spoke: "Today's meal has been ordered and cannot be changed. If you want to eat, just come back tomorrow!"

"Why?"

The Internet celebrity beauty was puzzled: "Aren't you the boss? Is there anything that can't be changed? Brother Huang also agreed!"

"I said it can't be changed, so it can't be changed."

Li Yi looked at her with dull eyes.

"whispering sound!"

Wang Sicong raised the corner of his mouth and laughed: "Are you so awesome?"

Li Yi didn't answer, just looked at him calmly, neither humble nor arrogant.

In the dream world, even the current emperor has to take care of the master's mood if he wants to have a bite of the Supreme Emperor's fried rice.

Otherwise, if the master is not happy, he will call it sick and abandon the job.

The emperor had nothing to do with him, because if he killed him, there would be no one to make fried rice.

And if he is beaten and his muscles and bones are injured for a hundred days, it will take even longer for him to give up.

Craftsmanship is the dignity and confidence of the craftsman.

Even if he is an emperor, he must give the craftsmen the most basic respect and not be insulted.

In the live broadcast room, the audience who saw this scene started to comment like crazy.

"Damn it! The boss is so awesome! Even Wang Sicong dares to pout!"

“Another cattle show?”

"They don't have a bad attitude, either? They don't chase anyone away. They just say that today's meal has been ordered and Wang Sicong will come back tomorrow. What's the problem?"

“Wouldn’t tearing the green onions overturn the stall?”

"How dare he show off his money? The boss has the right to choose to receive customers."

"Didn't Wang Sicong just say it was an IQ tax? Why do you want to eat it now?"

"Well done! I can't stand those guys who jump in line!"

"Sold out today, please come early tomorrow. If you want to eat, line up!"

Seeing Li Yi neither humble nor arrogant, Wang Shicong's face looked a little ugly.

How dare a food stall owner show his face?

Seeing his unkind expression, the internet celebrity beauty regretted a little.

She glanced at the onlookers who were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures, quickly pulled him back, and whispered, "Forget it, let's come back another day."

Wang Shicong is so famous that anything he posts on the Internet will go viral.

If a video of him getting angry at the food stall owner was filmed and posted online, it would definitely arouse criticism from unsuspecting netizens.

Wang Sicong was about to say something when a sudden voice suddenly sounded.

"Where did these cutlery come from?"

Everyone heard the sound and looked back, only to find a white-haired old man standing in front of the small dining table, leaning over and looking attentively at the set of tableware for serving fried rice.

Li Yi saw this and replied: "This is mine, is there any problem?"

The old man looked up at him and asked seriously, "Can I pick it up and take a look?"

Li Yi looked him over, his eyes fell on a string of red sandalwood beads in his hand, and then nodded: "Okay."
Chapter completed!