112: Where is the restaurant you mentioned?

The next morning.

Lu Chuan had just set up his stall when Lu Yu appeared, sporting two large dark circles under his eyes.

"..."

Lu Chuan's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Yesterday it was a sausage mouth, today it's panda eyes.

This customer is really... unique!

Although Lu Yu hadn't slept all night, his mind was set on the important matter of a promotion and raise, so he forced himself to ask Lu Chuan, "Little boss, what time are you closing today?"

Lu Chuan was puzzled.

"It depends on business, but most likely I'll close at noon."

As soon as he said this, Lu Yu immediately spoke up anxiously, "No, little boss, can you close later? My boss also wants to try your fatty intestine noodles!"

In his haste and lack of sleep, Lu Yu didn't realize he had let slip something important.

Lu Chuan's expression instantly became as strange as it could be.

He had actually noticed something was off yesterday; Lu Yu, in terms of demeanor, temperament, and attire, didn't look like a job seeker at all.

But it was a rare business opportunity, so he didn't think too much about it at the time.

Now, however, hearing this, he immediately understood.

Good heavens, to eat a bowl of noodles, he even resorted to such underhanded tactics.

Lu Yu, still unaware that he had let slip, continued to look at Lu Chuan anxiously.

Lu Chuan looked speechless and quickly said,

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush yet."

After saying that, he began to communicate with the system in his mind.

"System, you said that super spicy fatty intestine noodles are only sold to people preparing for interviews. But if the other party can provide an interview notification text message or a resume, does that also count as meeting the conditions?"

The system had clearly not anticipated this situation. After a while, it replied with some frustration and resentment:

"Humans are so cunning! Oh well, this system is a system that keeps its promises. Since I've already said it, I can't go back on my word."

Lu Chuan's face immediately lit up when he heard this.

Good heavens, it was the first time he had seen the system get stumped.

After being tricked so many times, Lu Chuan felt as delighted as if he had eaten a chilled watermelon on a hot summer day, his heart bubbling with joy.

At this moment, seeing Lu Chuan remain silent, Lu Yu grew anxious and asked again,

"Little boss, my friend really wants to try your fatty intestine noodles. Can you make it happen?"

Good heavens, now he's changing his story to say it's a friend. Isn't that a bit late?

However, Lu Chuan didn't expose him. He just nodded.

"Okay, no problem, but my fatty intestine noodles can only be sold to customers who are preparing for an interview. Please tell your friend as well."

Lu Yu's face lit up with joy. He quickly thanked him and hurried away... Around 1 PM, a luxury car stopped on the asphalt road.

Lu Yu, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately scurried forward to open the car door.

Two people got out of the car: Li Yuntu and Young Master Li, Li Xingwei, from Desheng Machinery.

Li Yuntu pointed to the Talent Market building in the distance and said to Li Xingwei with a smile, "Young Master Li, one of our interview locations is set up in the Talent Market, mainly targeting university students. After we eat, would you like to visit?"

Li Xingwei, however, waved his hand dismissively. "What's there to see at the Talent Market? Boss Li, didn't you say there was good food here? Hurry up and take me there!"

Lu Yu, standing nearby, was a bit stunned and also found it amusing.

How could a dignified young master of a wealthy family be so... so... oh, right, down-to-earth!

Lost in thought for a moment, he only snapped back to attention after a few gentle coughs from Li Yuntu. He quickly stepped forward and said,

"Young Master Li, it's right downstairs from the Talent Market. I'll take you there now!"

Hearing this, Li Xingwei nodded happily and quickly strode to follow him.

But Li Yuntu was a bit taken aback. He looked at the Talent Market building in the distance, then at the restaurants on both sides of the asphalt road, and a bad guess emerged in his mind.

However, seeing that Li Xingwei had already followed Lu Yu further and further away, it was too late to stop them. He could only follow quickly, feeling uneasy.

As they approached the entrance and exit of the Talent Market building, just ahead was the building's glass door, but there was still no sign of any restaurant storefront.

Li Xingwei immediately asked Lu Yu in confusion,

"The restaurant you mentioned, why don't I see it?"

Lu Yu asked back in confusion,

"Restaurant? What restaurant? When did I ever say it was a restaurant?"

Li Yuntu, who had caught up, happened to hear Lu Yu's words. His guess was instantly confirmed, and he felt his eyes spin with stars, his voice trembling as he spoke.

"You're not talking about a snack stall, are you?"

Lu Yu looked at Li Yuntu, who seemed ready to devour him, and only then realized that his boss seemed to have misunderstood something from the very beginning.

He immediately pointed to the stall about ten paces away and said weakly,

"The snack stall I was talking about is over there, the one selling super spicy fatty intestine noodles... The taste is really good..."

Hearing Lu Yu say this, Li Xingwei's disappointment was almost palpable.

"If that snack stall is really that good, why doesn't the owner open a shop? Wouldn't that make money faster?"

Lu Yu was stunned for a moment and also realized it.

He couldn't help but scratch his head, feeling puzzled himself.

Oh, right! With such skill, why would the little boss still work so hard setting up a stall?

Li Xingwei didn't know what Lu Yu was thinking, nor was he interested. After shaking his head, he turned and left, feeling disheartened.

Li Yuntu glared fiercely at Lu Yu, then quickly followed Li Xingwei, apologizing repeatedly.

Lu Yu opened his mouth, wanting to explain.

But seeing the two walking further and further away, he immediately grew anxious.

If he really let the two of them leave like this, not only would his hopes for a promotion and raise be gone.

The next day, he might even receive a dismissal notice for stepping into the company gate with his left foot first.

Thinking of this, Lu Yu could no longer sit still.

He immediately rushed forward, spreading his arms to block their path.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Li! I'm sorry, boss! I didn't explain myself clearly and caused you to misunderstand! But the fatty intestine noodles sold there are really delicious. Since you've already come all this way, why not give it a try?"

Seeing Lu Yu still daring to block their way, Li Yuntu really wished he could kick him and was about to angrily scold him to get out of the way immediately.

Li Xingwei, however, waved his hand, signaling Li Yuntu not to rush and to let Lu Yu finish speaking first.

Lu Yu quickly nodded gratefully, then began to describe the wonderful taste of the super spicy fatty intestine noodles in detail.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but swallow his own saliva.

Then, thinking of the crispy yet chewy texture of the fatty intestines, the springy and Q-elastic handmade noodles, the explosive spiciness of the green and red chilies, and the fresh, fragrant, numbing, and spicy hot red soup, a radiant smile appeared on his face.

Perhaps it was because he spoke so vividly, or perhaps it was the timely aroma of food wafting from the snack stall.

A thunder-like rumbling sound suddenly echoed between Li Xingwei and Li Yuntu.