Five-Year Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

Chapter 274: She Asks For It

Quinn thought as he rubbed his forehead, "8 million? All right. I can't earn it."

Then, he started wondering what was linear algebra. He had long forgotten about it. After all, he was never good at math.

Quinn shrugged helplessly. "All right. I admit that you guys are really busy."

"I'm busy too." At this moment, Bryce stretched as he walked downstairs. "Today, I completed six test papers and rejected two girls. It's not always a good thing to be both handsome and intelligent. Franklin, am I right?"

Bryce sat down beside Franklin and patted his shoulder as if they were like-minded people.

Franklin shrugged his shoulders and shook off Bryce's hand, not saying a word.

Lauren responded, "Franklin is more handsome and intelligent than you."

"That's enough. I know you're Franklin's number one fan. What were you talking about just now?" demanded Bryce as he turned around.

"Wow! What happened to you? Quinn, were you hit by your fans? People nowadays are really crazy," said Bryce.

"What are you talking about? My fans love me so much. How would they hit me? Today, Everlasting Legacy became a hit because of my fans. Look!" replied Quinn.

He clicked on something and handed his phone to Bryce.

Upon hearing the name of her restaurant, Lauren immediately pushed forward to take a look. She was afraid that something bad happened to the restaurant again.

After all, she made up a lot of stuff yesterday.

The trending topic on Instagram was actually about some photos posted by Quinn. All nine photos were of the breakfast food that day.

The photos that Quinn took were indeed very good. Under the illumination of the lights, every dish looked delicious.

Quinn was indeed a narcissist. He took a selfie in the private room of Everlasting Legacy and put it in the middle of the nine photos.

The words typed below the photos were, "Everlasting Legacy begins to serve breakfast. It starts at 5 am. First come, first served. Besides, Chef McDonnell will welcome customers in person. Sweeties, you can give it a try. Plus, the dance is so cute."

Cute?

Everyone present was silent for a moment.

The others did nothing but shiver when they saw it.

Bryce spoke up, "Quinn, why are you being so disgusting? How can you call your fans sweeties?"

"You don't know anything. Nowadays, fans enjoy being called like this. That's not the point. Hurry up and take a look at my likes and reposts," answered Quinn.

Lauren quickly took a look.

The whole population was one billion people, and the post already had more than 500 million retweets and likes. No wonder it was trending on Instagram.

Lauren reached out her small hand and swiped down.

There were many comments. "Oh my! I want to go to this restaurant. I'm planning to get up at 3 am. Let's go! Are there any friends who would like to go with me?"

"Wow! I can't imagine that Chef McDonnell will welcome me in person. I'll definitely take hundreds of pictures."

"The shrimp tacos look so authentic. I haven't had them since I left my hometown. I must go to have a taste."

Quinn was very satisfied with how popular he was, but it gave Lauren a headache.

She wondered, "Oh! What should I do?"

Franklin looked away from Quinn's phone and found that Lauren was counting something.

"Lauren, what are you doing? Were you given any tricky math problems today?" inquired Franklin.

Lauren shook her head and looked upset, but she didn't say anything.

Lauren was thinking about how much more she would have to pay her employees to make it up to them. However, she couldn't tell Franklin that.

Lauren stretched and sighed. She had no one to be angry with except herself.

Lauren should have said she was going to do morning exercises when Hublot asked the question.

In that case, of this would have happened.

The problems that could be solved with money weren't problems to Lauren, though.

After eating, Lauren quickly ran back to her room. She had one more task today. It was to figure out what the paper in the storeroom exactly was.

However, Lauren didn't know where to start, because she couldn't understand the words on the paper.

The words were probably written in a language people from other countries were using or in a long-lost language spoken by old races.

Lauren thought back over the words on the paper and then took out a thick notebook from the box on the top of her library.