Brush Up Your Proficiency

Time passed by, and it was noon in the blink of an eye. However, Wang Hao's stall was still empty, without any activity.

The crowd gradually realized that today was probably hopeless. They guessed that Wang Hao must be deliberately avoiding those of them with ulterior motives. Who would have thought that a small stall owner could be so perceptive as to detect their intentions?

Now, those who originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to hype things up were in a dilemma, not knowing how to continue riding this wave.

At the same time, the old and new customers who really came to taste Wang Hao's craftsmanship were extremely anxious.

Seeing this group of people delaying their enjoyment of the food, the anger in their hearts was difficult to suppress. Helplessly, they could only swallow their anger. After all, they were outnumbered, and even if they had more dissatisfaction in their hearts, they could not compete with the crowd.

However, near noon, the office door was suddenly knocked on several times urgently.

The visitors asked why the stall owner named Wang Hao had not set up his stall and asked for his contact information.

At first, they responded casually, saying they didn't know, weren't sure, and didn't understand.

But as more and more people entered the room with professional camera equipment, they had to start paying attention to this issue and patiently explained: Contact information is a matter of personal privacy and cannot be provided, this is a matter of principle.

However, they can help inquire about the reason why Wang Hao did not set up his stall, please be patient.

Immediately afterwards, they rummaged through the registration information and found the form Wang Hao filled out when renting the stall, which detailed his contact information.

At this moment, Wang Hao was sitting quietly in the train seat, his eyes slightly closed, and his mouth opened from time to time to yawn.

This kind of scene is quite common, even those who were not very sleepy, once they get on the train, they will involuntarily feel sleepy and want to take a nap, which is quite a wonderful thing.

Just then, Wang Hao's phone screen suddenly lit up, displaying a completely unfamiliar number.

Based on his years of social experience, he instinctively judged that this might be a sales call, so he hung up without hesitation.

This way, he neither offends the other party nor avoids being disturbed.

However, as soon as he hung up the phone, the strange number actually called again.

This made Wang Hao couldn't help but feel suspicious: Could it be that he forgot to pick up a package?

With a belly full of suspicion, Wang Hao finally answered the phone. "Hello! This is the snack street management office, may I ask if you are Mr. Wang Hao?" A middle-aged woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yes, I am Wang Hao. But, what's the matter with the snack street management office calling me? I remember that this month's rent is not due yet. Are you calling because of something else?" Wang Hao asked suspiciously.

After all, his communication with the management office is basically limited to rent.

"It's not about the rent. Many people came to ask why you didn't set up your stall. Many people want to eat the fried noodles you make!" The middle-aged woman said very politely in front of everyone. There was a professional smile on her face, but her eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and embarrassment.

As soon as Wang Hao heard the middle-aged woman's polite tone, he immediately understood that the other party might have been forced by everyone to inquire about his situation. He didn't want to beat around the bush and answered directly: "Oh, is that so? I went back to my hometown today and won't be setting up the stall for the time being. Please tell them."

The middle-aged woman breathed a slight sigh of relief, seemingly surprised by Wang Hao's straightforward response. She nodded, indicating her understanding, and prepared to hang up the phone. However, just then, Wang Hao's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone again.

"I was going to say it in a few days. I'm going back to my hometown this time, and I probably won't be back again. I just calculated that there shouldn't be much time left in the lease. I won't renew the lease for that stall. You guys can rent it out. As for the deposit, I didn't report to you a month in advance, so deduct what should be deducted. I have no opinion," Wang Hao said after thinking for a moment.

His words revealed a kind of determination and decisiveness. It seemed that he had made up his mind to leave, and he didn't care too much about the deduction of the deposit.

This sudden news surprised the middle-aged woman, and she couldn't help but ask, "Won't you be back again? Your fried noodles are very popular."

Wang Hao sighed softly and said with emotion: "Yes, there are some things to deal with in my hometown, and I may not be able to come back in a short time. Thank you for your support, but that's life, there will always be various changes and choices."

In order to cut off the rumors about Cheng Yufei as soon as possible, Wang Hao felt that it was necessary to tell a lie, and at the same time, he had to waste some not-so-much deposit.

After all, as long as this news spreads, when there are no new hot spots to hype, this heat will naturally drop rapidly.

The middle-aged woman was silent for a while, seemingly thinking about how to retain him. By understanding the situation, they knew that the reason for the recent increase in the popularity of the snack street was because of this fried noodle brother. Now that Wang Hao was leaving, they felt it was necessary to retain him, but they were not sure how to retain him.

The middle-aged woman hadn't figured it out, but the group of people waiting next to her didn't wait for her to figure it out.

When those who were following the trend to蹭热度 heard that Wang Hao was no longer setting up a stall, they couldn't wait to rush to the phone and ask about the scandal.

However, at this time, Wang Hao, facing the noisy and chattering people, was not polite. He directly hung up the phone, and blacklisted and deleted the number, the movements were as smooth as flowing water.

The people in the management office were all stunned for a moment, looking at the suddenly hung up phone.

Seeing that this wave of enthusiasm in the snack street was about to quietly leave, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that the changes in the world were too fast, so fast that they didn't even have time to say a word of retention, and everything was about to come to an end.

And this group of people who were蹭热度 looked at me, and I looked at you, knowing that this trip was in vain, so they had to leave silently with their heads down.