Super Race System Makes Me a Legend

Lin Cheng almost spurted the noodles out of his mouth, and it took a while to get over his strength.

"What?! Do you have any comment on what I said? "

The woman turns her head and looks at Lin Cheng.

"No, No

Lin Cheng shook his head in a hurry, but his expression was a little strange. He glanced at the poster posted by the shop owner on the wall.

The beef noodles on the top are covered with half a kilogram of beef. Half a kilogram of beef costs at least 30 or 40 yuan. A bowl of beef noodles costs only 10 yuan. It is not a death penalty to spread half a kilogram of beef.

The posters were originally just used for publicity. They even wrote pictures on the instant noodles for reference only. This is obviously common sense. However, the woman in front of her doesn't seem to think so. She thinks that since the publicity map on the wall shows that, it must be done according to the above.

The shop assistant explained for a long time that it didn't work. He ran to the backstage to find the boss.

Soon a fat man came out.

"Who's making trouble in my shop?"

The shop owner is full of flesh and blood, with a tall man, giving a sense of dignity.

"It's me!"

The woman was not deterred at all and stood up with her glasses.

"Well? Why are you again? "

The shop owner saw the woman, a little frightened, murmured in a low voice.

"It seems that the lesson I gave you last time was not profound enough! Even after repeated education! I will report to the industrial and commercial bureau and close your shop! "

Said, the woman took out the mobile phone, ready to make a complaint call.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no?! Can you stop reporting and complaining? This is a small business. If it is closed, our family will be on the street. Can't you do what you say? "

The fat boss quickly softened and pleaded in a low voice.

"What are you doing! Hurry to change a bowl of noodles! Remember, put more beef

Fat boss quickly to one side of the shop assistant order.

"Oh, oh, oh."

The shop assistant was stunned and nodded.

"Stop! When you come back, remember to take out a pen together

Fat boss again.

"Good."

The shop assistant nodded repeatedly.

Then he ran to the kitchen.

Soon, a bowl of beef noodles covered with beef was brought out.

"That's about it."

Looking at the beef noodles in front of me, the woman was satisfied.

The fat boss took the pen handed over by the clerk and ran to the poster. He wrote a sentence for reference only. He said with a smile: "don't worry. I'll change it tomorrow, no, this afternoon. I'll add that sentence."

After a glance, the beef piled up as high as a hill in front of the woman. Lin Cheng couldn't laugh or cry. I'm afraid that this time he would teach a lesson. Otherwise, everyone would play such a place. It was estimated that the noodle shop would close down soon.

When Lin Cheng finished his meal and was ready to leave, he found that the stubborn woman had already left. There was still fifty yuan left on the table with a small note beside the money.

In other words, to provide customers with real goods is what the store should do. It should not make false publicity, otherwise it should bear the corresponding legal responsibility.

In the end, I still remind the shop owners to remember to add that sentence.

It seems that he is just a man with a sharp mouth and a heart full of bean curd.

Lin Cheng smiles and shakes his head. After paying the money, he is ready to leave.

As soon as he got to the door, Lin Cheng was stunned. Before that, he felt that the woman was stubborn and rigid. He had seen a figure on the other side of the street that was somewhat similar to an old scholar, and then he remembered it.

Isn't this a pretty old scholar?!