The Super Rich: Start by Being a White, Rich and Beautiful Woman

Is it unpalatable?

These four words, like a loud bell, resounded in the ears of everyone present.

Whether it was Nan Puti, He Feng, or the other diners sitting here, they all stared at Su Moyuan with wide eyes.

No one could have imagined that this little girl, who was only 18 years old, could actually say such a thing.

"What are you talking about! Believe it or not, we will have someone kick you out!"

Before the old man could speak, a chef following behind the old man stood up, staring at Su Moyuan with anger on his face, pointing at Su Moyuan's nose and saying:

"Don't think that just because you are pretty, everyone will spoil you. Let me tell you, if you don't apologize for what happened today, you will never be able to leave Qinzhufang!"

When the chef spoke, many diners around him also responded:

"That's right, she's actually pretty, but I didn't expect her to be so rude."

"I don't know whose child this is, but it's too much to say that the dishes made by Mr. Zhang are unpalatable."

"Why do I feel like this woman is���Does it look familiar?"

"I also feel that she looks familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen her."

"Everyone came here to taste Mr. Zhang's cooking. This woman said this. Are you really not afraid of offending Mr. Zhang?"

People who can come to Qinzhufang basically come for the food of Chef Zhang Guozhao.

Although the taste of the dishes is indeed just like that, no one will say it directly.

What's more, people come here to eat for the feelings.

You know, Qinzhufang has been open since the last century. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and Zhang Guozhao is the 108th owner of Qinzhufang today.

In the past, people who could come to Qinzhufang to eat were basically the general governor and other roles.

As a result, this girl actually said... This dish is terrible?

You are going to heaven!

"I didn't ask you to speak."

Zhang Guozhao snorted coldly and asked the disciple who had just stepped forward to retreat.

Then, although he still had a smile on his face, there was already some coldness in his smile.

Looking at Su Moyuan in front of him, Zhang Guozhao slowly said:

"Little girl, I wonder if your parents have ever taught you that there are some things you can say and some things you can’t say?"

Hearing this, Su Moyuan raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at Zhang Guozhao, and chuckled:

"What? If the food is bad, can't the guests just say it out loud?"

"Can you only listen to others praising you, but not scolding you?"

"How can that make sense!"

Seeing this tense scene, Nan Puti immediately knew that something bad was going to happen. He quickly stood up, gently pulled Su Moyuan, and said to Zhang Guozhao with an apologetic smile:"Mr. Zhang, please calm down."

"I've rarely been out of the house, so I don't understand some things. Please don't take it personally."

"Humph, sure, for the sake of your Floating Light Pavilion, I can certainly not take it personally."

After seeing Nan Puti, although Zhang Guozhao's attitude softened a lot, his face was still unhappy.

Pointing at Su Moyuan who was sitting there, he said to Nan Puti:"As long as you let this little girl apologize to our Qinzhufang in public, I won't say anything more."

"Otherwise, even if your old man comes, today's matter will not be over!"

Nan Bodhi's face was a little ugly.

This old man obviously wanted to find Su Moyuan!

"Apologize?"

Just as Nan Puti was thinking about how to resolve the conflict, Su Moyuan glanced at Zhang Guozhao and sneered:

"I think it's you Qinzhufang that should apologize, right?"