117: And you're saying you're not here to pay your respects?!

“Hahaha, Little Boss, we're here!”

Before the person arrived, a burst of wild laughter drifted in with the wind.

Hearing the sound, Lu Chuan's expression changed.

He looked up and saw a bustling crowd already pouring in from the passage entrance.

Loud shouts and calls followed suit.

The commotion was so great and the number of people so large that it immediately alerted the building's property security to come and investigate.

Watching the white-haired security guard take out his phone, trembling, and about to dial the alarm, Lu Chuan's face turned green.

He rushed forward at once, gesticulating wildly, and began to explain.

“Sir, listen to me, blah blah blah...”

The security guard looked on, bewildered, as the group surged to the stall, then collectively made loud gulping sounds, which made him believe a little.

Lu Chuan watched the guard walk away, looking back repeatedly, exclaiming, “Oh my, these young people!” his forehead lined with black.

He turned around and met the gaze of the Regular Customers who had already lined up, his heart filled with a myriad of emotions.

He walked back to the stall with a sense of trepidation, then forced a stiff smile.

“Everyone... good afternoon...”

As his words fell, hundreds of Regular Customers in front of the stall excitedly cheered in unison.

“Good afternoon, Little Boss!”

The enormous sound waves continuously refracted, echoed, and amplified in the passage, eventually turning into a rumbling, rolling sound.

It was like a bolt from the blue, or the roar of thunder.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Lu Chuan watched with wide eyes as the tall building seemed to sway slightly.

Then, starting from the second floor, the glass windows on every floor simultaneously opened, and countless searching gazes immediately focused over.

Next, Lu Chuan saw the security guard from before, running out again, trembling.

Even eight meters away, Lu Chuan could clearly discern the meaning the guard wanted to convey from his astonished eyes:

You still say you're not a gang?! You're paying respects to the boss!

“Sir, it's a misunderstanding!”

All the Regular Customers watched Lu Chuan pounce on the guard, forcefully pressing down his hand that was about to dial 110.

One by one, they realized they had caused trouble for the Little Boss, and immediately scratched their heads awkwardly, then began to look around.

Oh, the sky is so blue.

Huh, these ants on the ground are so interesting.

Oh, my shoes are dirty, let me wipe them... With continuous apologies and explanations, Lu Chuan finally calmed the security guard down again.

Watching the security guard, who seemed to have more to say, walk into the building, taking three steps and looking back each time, Lu Chuan could only see him off with a smiling face and a wave.

Then he turned around and looked at the Regular Customers, all preoccupied with something, and silently sighed.

He walked back to the stall again and spoke softly.

“This week, I'm selling super spicy fatty intestine noodles. You can choose from slightly spicy, medium spicy, and super spicy!”

“Customers who can't eat spicy food are advised to choose slightly spicy! For spicy food lovers who want to try super spicy, it's recommended to prepare ice and milk beforehand.”

“Portions can be large or small. A large portion is 26 yuan per bowl, and a small portion is 22 yuan per bowl. However, even the small portion is enough to fill an adult! To avoid waste, it's recommended to choose according to your appetite.”

Listening to Lu Chuan's introduction, the Regular Customers became restless.

Those who couldn't eat spicy food showed the most excitement.

Everything from the Little Boss must be a masterpiece.

If they missed this week's delicacy because they couldn't eat spicy food, they would surely regret it greatly later!

As Lu Chuan's words fell, the Regular Customers, who could no longer hold back, immediately spoke in urgent tones.

“I want a large portion! Medium spicy!”

“Me too!”

“I want slightly spicy, also a large portion!”

“...”

Shouts rang out, as if afraid that if they shouted too slowly, they wouldn't get to eat.

Lu Chuan had a bit of a headache.

He quickly raised both hands, then gently pressed them down.

Only after the Regular Customers had quieted down did he continue to speak, his expression perfectly showing seven parts regret and three parts sincerity.

“I'm truly sorry! The food I'm selling at this stall can only be sold to customers who are preparing for an interview. That is to say, if any of you have an interview notification SMS or a resume, you will meet the purchase conditions.”

If they were new customers, hearing this, they would have already spat in disgust and then disdainfully walked away.

But everyone present was a Regular Customer.

After hearing Lu Chuan's words, they first blinked in disbelief, then all showed anxious expressions.

“How could this be?!”

“Why didn't Li Zhenni mention this in the group?”

“Little Boss, can you make an exception? I'll make it up later!”

“It's too late to submit a resume now, even for a moment!”

Lu Chuan looked at the anxious crowd, feeling pity, but he was also helpless.

If you want to blame, blame the system... If you want to hate, hate the system... I, Lu, am just a poor person controlled by the system... Lu Chuan muttered wildly in his heart, as if this way he wouldn't be entangled by the Regular Customers' resentment.

Just as everyone was extremely anxious, a voice suddenly rang out in the crowd.

“Great! I just received an interview notification SMS today! Little Boss, can I order now?”

Lu Chuan and all the Regular Customers looked over together and found that the person who spoke was Yue Yifei.

Lu Chuan couldn't help but blink, feeling a wave of surprise at Yue Yifei's luck.

If he remembered correctly, Yue Yifei seemed to be the first customer to discover his stall last week too.

And others also remembered this.

A series of sighs followed.

Luck is something that cannot be envied.

Some people, quick-witted, their eyes darting around, immediately slipped away quietly.

Zhuang Ran, who prided himself on being a gourmet and a seasoned food connoisseur, first tried to butter up Yue Yifei, and finally said:

“Brother, can you give me the fatty intestine noodles later? I'll buy them from you for five times the price?”

Seeing Yue Yifei shake his head like a rattle-drum, Zhuang Ran still refused to give up.

“Then I'll pay ten times! You can earn over two hundred yuan in a single resale, even scalpers don't earn as much as you!”

Yue Yifei said speechlessly:

“Then go find a scalper! My brother and girlfriend are waiting to eat! I really can't part with it, sorry!”

Zhuang Ran then noticed that a man and a woman beside him were glaring at him, gritting their teeth.

“...Excuse me.”

Zhuang Ran immediately covered his face and retreated.

Without others to hinder him, Yue Yifei immediately scurried forward to order.

“Little Boss, large portion, medium spicy!”

“Alright!”

Lu Chuan also responded with a smile, his hands moving quickly to pull noodles, blanch them, add the fatty intestine topping, and finally ladle a full spoon of glistening red soup.

The moment the large bowl of super spicy fatty intestine noodles was served, all the Regular Customers present instinctively took a deep breath.

Then, their eyes red with envy, they watched Yue Yifei, his girlfriend, and Yu Zhenzhong form a circle, protecting the super spicy fatty intestine noodles, and walking away.