Chapter 54

Good lord, a billion-dollar suit of steel armor delivering takeout.

Good one, Tony.

But Su Yi shook his head, stood up, and walked toward another room as he said.

"Forget it. Eat the fried rice I prepared."

"Eat what you prepared?" Tony froze, spread his hands: "Is the food you prepare as good as the stuff I mentioned?"

"The food you prepared has.."

Tony hadn't even finished speaking.

Su Yi had already come out of the next room carrying two covered plates.

This actually wasn't any other kind of food.

This was the unbelievably delicious fried rice Su Yi had won from a lucky draw!

The stuff had been sitting in his spatial storage for days.

No point wasting it.

And Tony was even more shocked when he saw the food Su Yi brought out.

"Su! You won't eat the fancy food! You want me to eat instant noodles with you?!"

Can't blame Tony for thinking the fried rice was an instant product.

After all, it came out so fast.

And Su Yi had good food sitting right there, untouched.

Yet he wanted Tony to eat this with him.

That's what Tony couldn't wrap his head around!

But Su Yi set the plates down.

He went back to his seat, getting ready to eat, and said without looking back.

"If you don't want it, I'll eat it all myself."

Tony looked at the fried rice in front of him.

In the end, he sat down as if he'd accepted his fate.

"Then let me, Tony Stark, see how it actually tastes. If it's not good, I'll buy out this whole building of yours, then jack up your rent!"

With that said.

Su Yi and Tony picked up their utensils and started eating together.

The fried rice looked perfectly ordinary.

But inside, it was as if some magic had been cast on it.

As the rice grains wrapped in egg entered your mouth.

A wave of satisfaction and an insanely addictive texture would instantly flood your brain!

As if your very instincts were forcing you to stuff this fried rice into your mouth!

Of course, Su Yi ate it one bite at a time.

"Gulp~!"

But the next moment, he heard it.

Who's wolfing down their food like that?

Who is it?

It can't be Tony Stark, can it?

No way, right?

Su Yi turned his head and saw Tony scraping the fried rice with his utensils, his face practically buried in the plate!

No dignity whatsoever!

How does this look like a superhero and billionaire?

Su Yi smiled, turned back, and kept 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 he looked at Su Yi, nodded seriously, and said.

"What do you call this, fried rice, right?"

"Do you have the recipe? Or will you sell it?"

"I'm confident I can use it to replace fifty percent of America's fast-food market share within a year!"

Su Yi:..

That line—hadn't he heard it somewhere before?

Oh, wasn't that just now?

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