There Will Always Be Someone Who Wants to Expose the Goddess's Identities (1)

He had never encountered such a tactless restaurant before.

Seeing the waiter freeze in place, the young man sneered and flicked some imaginary dust from his clothes. "Fetch your boss. This is beyond your authority as a mere waiter."

The waiter, unable to make such decisions, went to find Ye Zhenmian.

"You must be the owner," the young man said arrogantly, lifting his chin and presenting a business card. "You should have heard of my online name. I am HuangIsHungryAgain, a food blogger. My fans recommended this restaurant, so I came to check it out."

Ye Zhenmian was momentarily puzzled. "Food blogger?"

"Hmmph," Huang Ninghui snorted through his nose. "At other restaurants, the owners never make me pay."

Nian Yian, who had followed Ye Zhenmian, laughed in anger at this. "What does being a food blogger have to do with eating for free?"

He understood what a food blogger was.

It was a recent phenomenon.