Well damn, delivering takeout in Iron Man suits worth hundreds of millions.
That was so you, Tony.
But Su Yi shook his head, stood up, and walked toward the other room.
"Forget it. Let's eat the Egg Fried Rice I prepared."
"You prepared it?" Tony froze, spreading his hands. "Could anything you prepared taste better than what I mentioned?"
"Could anything you prepared..."
Before Tony could finish speaking,
Su Yi brought out two covered plates from the next room.
They weren't some other kind of food.
They were the unbelievably delicious Egg Fried Rice Su Yi had won in the lottery!
It had been sitting in his storage space for days.
Might as well eat it.
Tony was even more shocked when he saw the food Su Yi brought out.
"Su! You won't eat luxurious food, but you want me to eat instant food with you?!"
It wasn't Tony's fault for assuming the Egg Fried Rice was instant food.
After all, it had been brought out so quickly.
And instead of eating the good food Su Yi had put away,
he wanted Tony to eat this with him.
That was what Tony couldn't understand!
But Su Yi set down the plates.
He returned to his seat, prepared to eat, and said without turning around,
"If you don't want any, I'll eat it myself."
Tony looked at the Egg Fried Rice before him.
In the end, he sat down as though he had resigned himself to his fate.
"Then let Tony Stark see what it's really like. If it doesn't taste good, I'll buy this building of yours and raise your rent!"
After saying that,
Su Yi and Tony picked up their utensils and began eating.
The Egg Fried Rice looked utterly ordinary.
Yet it was as if magic had been cast upon it.
As the egg-wrapped grains of rice entered one's mouth,
a sense of fulfillment and an explosively satisfying texture instantly swept through the brain!
It was as though instinct itself forced you to stuff this Egg Fried Rice into your mouth!
Of course, Su Yi ate it one bite at a time.
"Gulp~!"
But the next moment, he heard it.
Why was someone wolfing it down?
Who was it?
Could it be Tony Shithead?
No way, right?
Su Yi turned his head and saw Tony shoveling Egg Fried Rice with his utensils, his face practically buried in the plate!
There was no dignity left at all!
How was this supposed to be a superhero and billionaire?
Su Yi smiled and turned back to continue eating.
But less than a minute later,
he saw Tony wipe his mouth with the sleeve of a suit that cost tens of thousands of dollars.
Then Tony looked at Su Yi, nodded seriously, and said,
"What's this called? Egg Fried Rice, right?"
"Do you have the recipe? Or are you selling it?"
"I'm confident it could replace fifty percent of America's fast-food market within a year!"
Su Yi: ...
Hadn't he heard that somewhere before?
Oh, wasn't that just earlier?
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Although he wanted to discuss the recipe again,
Tony still wasn't doing it for money.
He just wanted to eat a plate of Egg Fried Rice like that every day!
It was the same as how he had gone to buy burgers right after returning from Afghanistan.
He just craved that taste!
But this time, there was no way around it.
Su Yi slowly finished chewing the Egg Fried Rice in his mouth before looking at Tony and shaking his head.
"No."
"No what?" Tony froze. "Don't tell me there's no recipe."
"That's right." Su Yi nodded. "There really isn't one. Just think of it as something I made myself. It's limited edition, and once it's gone, it's gone."
"!!!"
Tony's eyes widened. He covered his forehead with one hand and said painfully,
"Oh no..."
"This is the most painful news I've heard all year..."
Well damn.
So even bad news from the Avengers didn't count as bad news to you, huh?
Su Yi ignored him after that and continued eating.
But Tony just stared at Su Yi... at the Egg Fried Rice in front of him.
He kept staring.
Like he was looking at a beautiful woman.
It scared Su Yi into quickly finishing it.
He was afraid Tony would suddenly say, "Let me eat what you have left."
But the next moment,
Tony savored the aftertaste and spoke again.
"All right, hear me out, Su."
"Do you have any more Egg Fried Rice like that?"
"I want another plate. How about ten thousand dollars per plate?"
Su Yi finished eating, cleaned up the plates, and set them aside.
Then he took a tissue from the table, wiped his mouth, and shook his head.
"Maybe next time."
"It's already afternoon. I only have three and a half hours left until I get off work."
"Time is tight. Let's handle business first."
At that,
Tony let out a sorrowful sigh.
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