Divorced and Determined: The CEO’s Ex-Wife Fights for Love

Chapter 90 “Are You Guys Playing a Word Chain Game Over There? Are You Trying to Drive Us Crazy?!”

The owner of the Beef Pancake Shop and the Skewer Shop owner exchanged helpless and bitter glances from a distance.

I want to cry, but no tears are coming!

Damn it!

They’ve slashed prices to the bone—and it’s useless!

The customers just refuse to come, while the line at the stir-fried noodles stall grew by another ten customers.

The drought’s killing the crops, and the flood’s drowning the fields. The situation at the other stalls was the same.

A few scattered customers were considered good, but just as a customer placed an order, they quickly said, “Sorry, boss, I’ll pass on that!”

Before they could finish their sentence, they’d already dashed over to stand in line at the stir-fried noodles stall.

Good grief!

The line stretched out with 70 or 80 people, and new customers kept coming!

What are they doing, playing a game of word chain?

Aren’t they worried about starving halfway through?

This scene had never been seen before in the bustling pedestrian street. Even in other commercial streets, such situations were rare.

Unless it was for a big new store opening with some ‘9.9 yuan for 100’ flashy deals that could attract huge crowds.

And of course, those businesses had to run a lot of ads on platforms like Douyin or Meituan. What was worse, many customers bought bags of stir-fried noodles to eat on the spot, unable to wait until they got home.

Soon, all the resting benches for tourists were filled, and people had to duck into other stores to eat.

What a heartless act!

And they couldn’t even chase the customers away.

Isn’t that infuriating?

“Boss, mind if I use your seat for a while? I’ll leave right after eating!”

“Uncle, can I sit here on your bench? Thanks!”

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Two young men walked into the shop, found a seat, and immediately opened up their stir-fried noodles boxes. Instantly, the entire hot pot shop was filled with the strong smell of stir-fried noodles!

Well, it smells really good! But…

“Boss, can I get a bottle of water?”

The hot pot shop owner wanted to grit his teeth and kick them out, but in the end, the young men bought a bottle of cheap water for two yuan.

The hot pot owner swallowed the words he was about to say, thinking, These guys are so damn clever, they buy a bottle of water, sit on comfy chairs, eat, and enjoy the air conditioning. They’re taking advantage of me!

But the hot pot owner had no choice but to watch them eat. When the twice-cooked pork box was opened, the owner couldn’t help but feel envious. He swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

No, I can’t look anymore. If I keep staring, something bad will happen.

The hot pot owner immediately took out his phone and opened Douyin to distract himself. But the killer blow came when he saw a Douyin video of the stir-fried noodles stall, filmed by a netizen. The video showed close-ups of the twice-cooked pork and the Imperial Chicken Wings.

Damn it, I’m going crazy!

The two young men scarfed down their food, eating stir-fried noodles like they were in a battle. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think they hadn’t eaten in three days.

Once they were done.

“Boss, we didn’t touch the water, so we won’t take it.”

The two young men put their toothpicks in their mouths and walked out, leaving a table full of messy food containers.

Clatter!

The hot pot shop owner stood there, dumbfounded for a few seconds, and his phone fell to the floor, screen cracked.

“That’s too much!”

The hot pot owner sprang up, furious, and stormed out. Meanwhile, the owners of the other shops were just as disgusted!

“Let’s go find Xiao Gong! This time, we have to get rid of them!”

“Damn it! If this continues, I’ll be dead of anger before the store even closes!”

“If the stir-fried noodles stall doesn’t leave, we’ll all pack up and leave! Let’s see what Xiao Gong has to say!”

“I can’t leave! A few students came into my shop, ate the stir-fried noodles and then sat there drinking green bean soup like it was milk tea. Damn it, they’re probably gonna hang around forever! Some are even playing games! Help me, save me! Damn!”

“Li, you stay and watch the store, we’ll go…”

A group of shop owners hurried to the pedestrian street management office, but when they got there, the office door was locked. Peering through the gap in the door, the lights were off, and no one was inside.

Lao Niu quickly made a phone call and found out that Xiao Gong had already gone home.

“Damn it! Xiao Gong left early!”

“He must’ve escaped early! What a scoundrel!”

“What do we do now? Let that stir-fried noodles stall keep setting up? How can we show our faces after this?”

“Exactly! Lao Zhong, you sell cold noodles and stir-fried noodles, too. You’re his biggest competitor. Say something!”

Lao Zhong thought for a moment.

“As the saying goes, know your enemy and know yourself. I need to go try his stir-fried noodles first, then we’ll come up with a counter-strategy!”

“This is a good idea! Let’s do this—one of us buys a serving, tries it, and then just says, ugh, this is terrible.”

“Are you kidding me? There’s a line of people at his stall! The food must be good!”

“Good food, my foot! As the saying goes, ‘In the eyes of a thousand people, there are a thousand different Hamlets!'”

“That’s ‘In the eyes of a thousand readers, there are a thousand different Hamlets!’ You don’t know your literature!”

Having made up their minds, the group of shop owners stormed to the stir-fried noodles stall and lined up.

“Damn! So many people! How long are we going to wait?”

“This is too abstract! It’s endless! I can’t even see the stir-fried noodles stall anymore!”

“Bro, you bought three servings of stir-fried noodles? Sell me one for double the price!”

“I’ll just give it to you, no charge.”

“Are you serious? You’re not joking, are you?”

“I’m serious. Just now, some guy offered me 500 yuan, and I turned him down!”

“What? 500 yuan for one serving of stir-fried noodles? Are you crazy? You don’t want 500 yuan? Do you think money grows on trees?”

“You wouldn’t understand! Let’s go, I’m done talking to you!”

The other shop owners looked at each other. 500 yuan was nearly equivalent to the profit for a whole day of sales. There was nothing to do, so they just had to queue up honestly.

“Finally, it’s our turn!”

“This is tough! It’s like going to the West to get scriptures!”

“The stir-fried noodles stall owner is so young! He’s pretty handsome, about the same age as my daughter. Young man, are you single…”

“Damn! Did you come here for a blind date?”

“Five servings of stir-fried noodles, please!”

“Two servings of twice-cooked pork!”

“What’s chicken tofu flower? Doesn’t matter, three servings of that!”

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The shop owners quickly placed their orders.

Lu Qin looked up at them, pointed to the small whiteboard, and said, “Sorry, customers, we have a limit on how much you can buy. Please don’t order too much.”

“Limit!”

“What’s going on here? I don’t get it!”

“Wow! There’s a limit, and you’re still in business? You think you’re too cool for us!”

The customers in the back of the line saw the shop owners lingering and urged.

“What are you doing? Hurry up! Can’t you see how many people are behind you?!”

“The limit is there so that everyone can get a chance to eat. You guys wouldn’t understand!”

“I hate these new customers who don’t know anything. Don’t they check the guides before they go out?”

The shop owners were a bit embarrassed by the remarks from the customers, but quickly placed their orders according to the limit.

After ordering, Lu Qin didn’t start cooking.

“Why are you just standing there? Hurry up and cook the noodles!”

“Why are you looking at your watch? Didn’t you hear our orders?”

“Give us the iced green bean soup first! We’ve been waiting so long, we’re dying of thirst!”

Lu Qin checked the time. It was already 5:10 pm. He apologetically said, “Sorry, everyone, but my daughter will be getting out of school soon. I need to pick her up, so it’ll take about 20 minutes. Please bear with me while I go to kindergarten.”

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