An eight-year-old kid makes fried rice to feed a group of college students

The next day,

Su Can still arrived at the entrance of Jiangcheng University on time to set up a stall.

He was thinking in his mind, what method can be used to successfully attract the president?

It seems that he can only use his unique skills.

Just as Su Can was thinking, a few uniformed security guards suddenly approached the stall. They were tall and strong, with unfriendly eyes.

"You brat, push your stall away quickly!"

"We don't allow stalls here!"

Su Can frowned. The plan was strangled in the cradle before it even started?

How could this be possible!

He stopped what he was doing and said calmly:"I remember that the street management office at the Food University did not notify that stalls were not allowed."

"Even after the epidemic, when the economy was in decline, the government still encouraged street vendors."

While speaking, he looked at the security guards.

He found that the uniforms they wore were printed with the emblem of Jiangcheng University.

His heart sank, and he prepared for the worst.

The security guard sneered and raised his voice:"This is a new regulation of our school. The queue at your stall is too long, which affects our school!"

""Monkey, why are you talking to this brat? If he doesn't want to leave, why don't we just help him carry it away!"

Their tone was disdainful, and they didn't take Su Can seriously at all.

The students lined up behind them saw this and were fed up.

They rushed to line up every day, just to have a taste of the food made by the kid?

Some of them have never tasted it!

Now they are told that they are not allowed to set up stalls, how can this be possible!

"There has never been such a rule in school!"

"That is to say, do you have the documents? Do you have the seal? How can you just say it without any hesitation!"

The students queuing behind all came to Su Can's aid.

There is strength in numbers, and the momentum on Su Can's side quickly rose.

The security guard was very angry:"Don't forget which school you are from!"

"My skills are poor, and I still run out to eat food cooked by children. If I were you, I would have trouble sleeping and eating, thinking about how to improve myself!"

How can today's students be the ones who swallow their anger? Directly retaliate

"Not to mention our group of students, even the professors in the school are not as good as the kid brother"

"In my opinion, Xiao Haige should not set up a stall outside, but should go to school to be a teacher and pass on his experience to us!"

"I think it's OK, I support it!" (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"support! support!"

Please give me flowers."

The voice gradually became louder and uniform.

Seeing how they supported him, Su Can was a little moved. But he understood that this matter would not be solved easily.

The security guard was only the executor, and there must be someone high up in the school who did it. such a decision[]

As expected, the security guard was so angry that he immediately took out his phone and seemed to report the incident to someone.

After a while, a man with a big belly and shrewd eyes appeared in front of the crowd.

The moment they saw him, the students' voices gradually became smaller, and no one dared to shout casually anymore.

The man smiled at Su Can and said,"You are the stall owner, right?"

"At a young age, with outstanding skills, the future is indeed promising. But I'm really sorry, your business has affected the spirit of our school, so I can only ask you to change the stall."

"Oh, by the way, let me introduce you. I am the director of this school, Ma Junren."

"The entire school can basically be said to have been built with my investment."

"If you are interested in our school, you are welcome to apply when you grow up."

Su Can couldn't help but sneer.

If he were a child, he might really be frightened by his words.