Schizophrenia

"Uh... He also made it up?"

"He made it up quite a lot," Su Yun said. "When the boss wins the Nobel Prize and becomes a top student, he can make things up and suppress the dissidents. For example, Newton suppressed Brainiac, Edison suppressed..."

"I think it's because of money," Zheng Ren interrupted Su Yun. He pointed at the soup and asked, "This kind of soup is called Marseille seafood soup. Why is it called Marseille seafood soup?"

"If you give it a weird name, more people will eat it. Boss, don't you think that if it wasn't called Marseille seafood soup, the whole restaurant will become less pretentious?"

"That's true, but the taste of this soup is not bad." Zheng Ren took a sip and nodded.

"I know how to make it. I'll cook it for you in a few days," Xie Yiren said with a smile.

"Yiren, it's so easy for you to spoil the boss. Besides, do you even have enough seasoning at home?" Su Yun did not want to eat every meal at home.