After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

The hundreds of thousands of netizens in the live stream caused an uproar across the internet.

[Buying a queue number for 10,000?! This boss must be crazy!]

Holy crap, poverty limits my imagination... Is this really not acting?

[Screw your acting! That's Li Dayong! The chairman of Dayong Mining! Even a hair on his leg is worth more than this crappy livestream room of yours!]

However, no sooner had Li Dayong finished speaking than Chairman Chen turned around, chuckled irritably, and said:

"Old Li, stop dreaming. I had my driver come and reserve a spot at five in the morning. You can give me a million, but I absolutely won't give up this first bite of noodles today."

The two men chatted casually, as if ten thousand or a million were less than waste paper in the face of this one bite of breakfast.

Fei stood there, his hand holding the selfie stick completely frozen.

Looking at these big shots who were willing to stand in line for a meal, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness and suffocation from the overwhelming sense of class and perception they emanated.

He suddenly realized that the insults and negative stories circulating online were nothing more than a joke in the eyes of those who truly controlled social resources and wealth, and they wouldn't even bother to glance at them.

They don't care about any negative news at all.

Because people only believe in their own taste buds and the true feelings of their bodies.

Just as Fei Ge was in an awkward predicament, and the tide in the live stream began to subtly reverse.

"Buzz—"

A Wuling Hongguang van that looked a bit old slowly turned into the street from the intersection.

Amidst the "welcome" of luxury cars worth tens of millions on both sides, this Wuling Hongguang drove in without hesitation and parked steadily in the only empty parking space on the side of the road.

The car door opened.

Lin Fan, dressed in a clean gray tracksuit, got out of the car with a calm expression.

Upon seeing Lin Fan appear.

The group of business tycoons, including Li Dayong and Chairman Chen, who had just been joking with each other, immediately stopped talking, stood up straight, and even unconsciously put on a respectful smile.

"Good morning, Master Lin!"

"Boss Lin, do you still have scrambled eggs with tomatoes today? I ate it yesterday and had the best sleep I've had in years!"

Lin Fan nodded slightly to them as a greeting.

"Brother Lin!" Su Xiaoxiao, who had been waiting at the shop entrance, immediately came to greet him. However, a hint of worry was hidden in her eyes.

After seeing those messages last night, she was actually very worried about Lin Fan, afraid that he would be affected and not in good condition.

But when she saw Lin Fan, who remained calm and composed without the slightest panic, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

"Xiaoxiao, you'll have to work hard today, there might be a lot of people." Lin Fan handed her the car keys.

"Help me move the groceries from the trunk into the car."

"Okay, Brother Lin!" Su Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously, suppressing her worries, and turned around to quickly move the things.

Lin Fan walked to the store entrance, took out his keys, and prepared to open the door.

Just then, Fei Ge, who had been holding a selfie stick and standing frozen in place, suddenly jumped up and shoved the microphone in front of Lin Fan.

"Mr. Lin... Mr. Lin!"

Fei Ge's voice trembled slightly due to nervousness and extreme excitement.

"I'm Fei Ge from Jiangcheng Anti-Counterfeiting Channel! There are currently 10,000 people watching my live stream online!"

"Regarding the overwhelming online rumors last night, saying you're a gigolo who was kicked out of the Su Group, and that your shop is a shady business that thrived on scarcity marketing and illegal additives..."

Fei Ge's voice grew louder and louder, as if he were bolstering his courage, and a morbid fanaticism gleamed in his eyes:

"What explanation do you have for this? Do you dare to have the relevant departments conduct a thorough analysis of your ingredients in front of the entire internet audience?!"

The moment this question was raised, the previously quiet street fell into a deathly silence.

The big shots in line frowned and stared at the clueless internet celebrity with hostility.

Meanwhile, the chat in Fei Ge's live stream exploded!

[Holy crap! Fei Ge is amazing! He went straight for the enemy's face and unleashed his ultimate!]

Look! Look! This boss is definitely going to feel guilty!

Support Fei Ge! Investigate him! Investigate him thoroughly!

Everyone stared intently at the screen, waiting for Lin Fan's reaction.

Was it anger and embarrassment? Was it a hasty retreat? Or was it a desperate attempt to justify itself?

However, under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people.

Lin Fan stopped opening the door.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze calmly landing on Fei Ge's face, which was contorted with excitement.

"explain?"

Why should I explain to you?

Fei Ge was stunned, and so were the viewers in the live stream.

"You...you're feeling guilty!" Fei stammered, "Your shop..."

"I run my own shop, cook my own dishes, and have clearly marked prices, treating everyone fairly, young and old."

Lin Fan interrupted him: "If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to eat it."

"If you think it's toxic, you can report it."

"They think there's something wrong with my character..."

"What does that have to do with you?"

Upon hearing this, Fei Ge was stunned.

His hand holding the selfie stick froze in mid-air, his mouth slightly open, and all the sharp, interrogative lines he had prepared in his mind were completely shut down in that instant.

The thousands of netizens watching the spectacle in the live stream were also speechless at this rhetorical question.

The comments section paused briefly.

Yes, they run a restaurant, and they clearly display their prices.

If you think it's too expensive, don't eat it. If you think it's poisonous, call 12315 to report it and let the relevant departments investigate.

As for his character? He's not a celebrity or idol, he doesn't fall for the fan economy. Whether he's divorced or kicked out, that's his private matter. What does it have to do with the diners who come here to eat?

As long as the food tastes good, isn't that enough?

"you……"

Fei Ge held his breath for a long time, his face turning bright red. He realized that if he was stunned by those words, then today's live broadcast would become a complete joke.

He gritted his teeth, determined to persist to the end, and took a sudden step forward, intending to shove the microphone into Lin Fan's face again:

"Since you dare to set such an outrageous price, you're just profiting from public attention!"

"As a public figure, you have an obligation to respond to the public's questions about whether you're using your ex-wife's fame for self-promotion and exploiting your daughter for sympathy! You must give the entire internet an explanation today..."

"Go to hell!"

Before Fei Ge could finish speaking, a huge pulling force suddenly came from the back of his collar.

The force was extremely brutal, like an iron clamp locking the back of his neck. The fabric at his collar tightened instantly, causing his trachea to shut and making him let out a strange "uh" sound.

Immediately afterwards, he was like a skinny chicken being lifted up, his feet uncontrollably taking two steps backward, staggering and almost falling.

"Who! Who touched me! I'm live-streaming!"

Fei turned around angrily, waving the selfie stick wildly in his hand.

"Live stream? Even if you invite the Jade Emperor to do a live stream, don't you dare block the entrance to my store where I'm queuing."

A rough, deep voice with a strong Northeastern accent boomed above his head.

Fei looked up and gasped in shock.