My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened suddenly, and she excitedly stomped her little feet on the ground, causing the gemstone hair clip on her head to tremble.

"Delicious! So delicious! Grandpa Jian, you have to try some! This meat is so crispy!"

She put her little mouth to the straw again and took a big gulp of cola.

Nourishes—

belch--!

A loud burp from a soda drink.

The unique taste brought by carbon dioxide, combined with the impact of high sugar content, allowed this little princess, who had been used to eating exquisite delicacies since childhood, to experience the simple and brutal pleasure brought by junk food for the first time.

"Is this... the taste of soft drink?"

Ning Rongrong cupped her face in her hands, feeling so happy she was about to float away.

Seeing Ning Rongrong so happy, Chen Xin curiously picked up his cup and took a sip.

"Hmm? Huh? This black water... it can actually stimulate my taste buds so much? There's clearly no soul power on it, yet the taste is so domineering."

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Half an hour later, Ning Rongrong was sprawled out in a chair, completely unladylike, with fried chicken bones and empty soda cups piled up in front of her.

"belch--!"

Ning Rongrong let out a loud burp, rubbed her bulging belly, and looked like she was still enjoying herself.

"Grandpa Jian, this Nezha burger is so delicious! It's a million times better than those fancy pastries made by the sect's chefs!"

At this point, the little witch's expression suddenly changed, her lips trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"But...but we're going back tomorrow! Then I won't be able to eat anymore! Waaah...without soda, Rongrong will wither away!"

Chen Xin looked at his little princess's pitiful appearance, and although he knew that most of it was an act, his heart still softened.

"Okay, okay, Rongrong, don't cry."

Chen Xin sighed helplessly, turning her gaze to the young boss wearing sunglasses behind the counter, a hint of arrogance flashing in her eyes.

In his view, problems that can be solved with money are not problems at all.

If money can't solve the problem, then use a sword.

Chen Xin straightened his robes and slowly walked to the counter.

At this moment, Su Yun was busy counting money.

"Young boss."

Chen Xin spoke softly, his voice not loud, yet it carried an aura of authority without anger.

"Your cooking is great. My Rongrong loves it."

"Name your price. I'll buy you both the formula and you yourself. Come back to my family with me, and I guarantee you wealth and honor."

Su Yun didn't even look up. The opening day was so popular that he had already dealt with more than a dozen groups of nouveau riche who wanted to buy the formula or poach his employees.

He continued to sort through the coins in the cash register, his tone full of impatience.

"Sorry, we're not selling the recipe, nor are we selling ourselves. We don't buy or sell ourselves. Turn left at the door, next one."

Another bumpkin who thinks he can buy up all the fruits of Earth's industrial development just because he has a few stinking coins.

Su Yun rolled her eyes inwardly.

Chen Xin frowned slightly.

In the Douluo Continent, no one has ever dared to refuse the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School like this.

He was just about to release a trace of the pressure of a Title Douluo to teach this arrogant brat a lesson.

Just then.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

Suddenly, an alarm sounded from the Earth Command Center in Su Yun's earpiece.

"001! Stop! Behave yourself!!"

"That's a super-sized fish! It's like walking GDP!"

Yong Ge's excited voice almost pierced Su Yun's eardrums.

"Su Yun! After secondary spectral analysis, the plain-colored robe that the old man was wearing has an extremely abnormal reflectivity! The raw materials for this robe alone could buy at least half of Notting City here!"

"And that little girl! The unassuming necklace around her neck has an off-the-charts energy density! It's made of top-grade gemstones! These two are definitely not ordinary wealthy businessmen; they're behemoths who possess top-tier resources in this world!"

"Su Yun! Execute Plan C immediately! We must take them down!"

Su Yun's hand, which was counting money, suddenly stopped.

Ok?

He pushed up his sunglasses, finally raised his head, and looked the old man and the young man in front of him seriously.

So he was a super-rich tycoon traveling incognito?

At the same time, seeing that her grandfather seemed unable to handle the situation, Ning Rongrong immediately used her trump card.

She jumped off the chair and ran to the counter with small, quick steps.

Clinging to the edge of the counter with both hands, half of her delicately sculpted head peeked out, her big, bright eyes blinking pitifully as she looked at Su Yun.

"Hey bro~"

Ning Rongrong stretched out a fair and delicate finger and gently poked Su Yun's arm.

"Please say yes to Grandpa Jian! Rongrong really wants to eat this hamburger every day. If you come back with us, Rongrong will give you all her allowance! Please~ I beg you~"

He looked at the little girl in front of him, who was considered one of the richest third-generation heirs in the world, and she was trying to be cute.

I could hear Yong Ge's hysterical shouts through my headphones: "Get her! Get her! We want her money!"

Su Yun narrowed his eyes slightly behind his sunglasses.

Since it's such a huge fish, wouldn't it be a waste to only sell a few hamburgers?

Taking people with me is impossible, but I can make you my downlines.

A bold, capitalist-inspired plan instantly took shape in Su Yun's mind.

The coldness on Su Yun's face instantly melted away, replaced by a gentle, warm smile, a smile unique to a top partner.

He quickly scribbled on a piece of paper and then gently pushed it in front of Ning Rongrong.

"Little sister, how could your brother bear to let you go hungry?"

Su Yun leaned forward, looking at Chen Xin and Ning Rongrong, his smile gradually turning wicked.

"Old sir, what's the point of buying out the formula? It's just a waste of resources."

"Judging from your distinguished demeanor, your families must have businesses spanning across mainland China. Would you two be interested in discussing a lucrative franchise deal with Nezha Burger?"

"Franchise?"

Chen Xin was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"It's very simple."

Su Yun pointed to the huge Nezha logo on the paper.

"You don't need to buy my store, nor do you need to buy out the formula."

"You only need to pay a brand usage fee."

"I provide a complete set of renovation blueprints and regular delivery of core raw materials. And you can open an identical Nezha branch in the most prosperous area of ​​your hometown."

"Then, this shop will belong to your granddaughter. She can eat as much as she wants, whenever she wants."

"Moreover, 90% of the profits from this store go to you. That's what you call... making money while lying down and taking care of your kids at the same time."

Chen Xin looked at Su Yun, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

No need to do your own research, just copy it directly?

You can even make money?

Most importantly... Rongrong can eat it as soon as she gets home?

This was indeed a perfect solution for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which had plenty of money but lacked the skills to appease children.

"That's interesting."

Chen Xin asked calmly, "How much?"