sbdcsierra Chapter 61 Factory 2nd Generation Promotion
Chapter 61 Factory 2nd Generation Promotion
Lin Zikang's grandmother frowned and raised her voice a few decibels.
"Hurry up, hurry up! Two bottles of milk a day, how can you give me a discount?"
"If you don't get enough nutrition, you won't do well in your studies. And if you don't get into university, where will you go?"
Lin Zikang sighed unhappily. He knew that if he didn't drink this bottle of milk today, he wouldn't be able to have a single day of peace and quiet for the next week.
He hurriedly put on his shoes and returned.
Grandma said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Is the food at that breakfast shop really that delicious? It can't even compare to my handmade breakfast!"
Lin Zikang gulped down two large mouthfuls before speaking.
"Grandma, you don't understand. The wontons at the boss's place are especially delicious. I ate a bowl yesterday and they smelled so good that I was completely mesmerized. They're definitely better than yours."
Grandma rolled her eyes and said unhappily.
"His stuff is full of this and that stuff, all kinds of high-tech products, how could it not taste good? The stuff I make for you doesn't have any additives, of course it won't be as fragrant as his."
"I'm telling you, you should eat less of these things in the future, especially some of the food additives. Eating too much of them can cause infertility!"
Lin Zikang: Which public accounts are promoting superstition this time?
Seeing that Lin Zikang was not saying anything and was just drinking milk, the old lady started scolding him again.
"It's all your parents' fault. They're at the factory all day long, never home, and they don't even care about the kids. They give you some money every morning so you can go out to eat. Haven't they gotten used to your tastes?"
"Now look what's happened! You've been spoiled rotten; you won't eat a single bite of anything at home."
"Let me tell you, the wontons outside are made with dead rat and cat meat, they're filthy! Go ahead and eat as much as you want, but what will you do when you get sick?"
Lin Zikang felt his head buzzing.
Lin Zikang knew his grandmother all too well.
If you don't interrupt her in time, she can give a speech for a whole morning without getting tired.
Lin Zikang gulped down half a jin of milk in a few mouthfuls and then let out a satisfied burp.
"I'm not saying anything more, Grandma, I have to go eat right now."
"Bye-Bye!"
After saying that, Lin Zikang left without looking back.
Even after walking several steps, I could still hear my grandmother's incessant nagging.
Lin Zikang: This is really worrying me to death!
Lin Zikang took off running and arrived at the breakfast shop in just a few minutes.
really.
Being one minute late means waiting in line for two hours.
From a distance, he could see that there were already more than a dozen people lined up in front of the breakfast shop.
Luckily, he was a student and had the privilege of cutting in line; otherwise, who knows how long he would have had to wait.
Besides the long queue, he also saw tables and chairs, knowing that they must have been his father's handiwork.
"Boss, a bowl of wontons! And two steamed buns with pork, please!"
Chen Yuan was helping a few people in front of him cook wontons and pack steamed buns when he saw Lin Zikang panting for breath and couldn't help but joke with him.
"Hey, isn't this our factory's second-generation heir?"
"Hey boss, why are you saying that? What factory kid? My dad's little shabby factory is embarrassing to even mention."
"Haha, even a small fly is still meat."
Chen Yuan turned around, packed two steamed buns, and handed them to him.
"Oh, by the way, your dad brought these tables and chairs over yesterday afternoon. We really owe you a lot for that, thank you."
Lin Zikang took a bite of the steamed bun and said casually.
"No problem, no problem. As a second-generation factory owner, it's just a few tables and chairs. It's no big deal."
Several uncles and aunties buying breakfast nearby laughed when they heard this and chimed in.
"This child is so funny, he has such a great personality, and his chubby face looks like it's blessed with good fortune."
"Exactly, she has a great personality and speaks very openly and confidently."
"This child has such a cheerful personality. If you ask me, that's how children should be."
"I wish he were my grandson. My grandson is like a gourd with its mouth sawed off; you can't get a word out of him even if you hit him three times. He's driving me crazy with worry."
In just a few words, a fresh meat bun had already entered Lin Zikang's stomach.
Lin Zikang wiped his mouth, his eyes fixed on the pot of boiling wontons, and took the opportunity, while there were many people around, to give his beloved boss a quick "GG".
"Boss, your wontons are really useful. Yesterday I felt my mind was particularly clear and I was very focused. I didn't lose focus in class at all."
"Yeah?"
"Yes, I was shocked myself. I usually hate English class the most. A class is 45 minutes long, and I can be distracted for 40 minutes of it."
"But yesterday was different. After eating your wontons, I was particularly focused, and my mind felt especially clear!"
When Lin Zikang spoke these words, he was sincere, and his eyes were particularly focused, which easily gave people a sense of trustworthiness.
Several elderly people nearby, upon hearing this, also wavered.
Who doesn't have a child?
The crowd pulled Lin Zikang aside and bombarded him with questions.
"Is it really that useful? Kid, I'm too old for you to fool me."
"I saw the sign yesterday, but I was a little skeptical. Now that you mention it, I really should buy a bowl for my grandson. The pressure of starting elementary school is really high these days!"
"You bet it's really that useful, kid?"
If an average person were surrounded by so many grandparents asking them all sorts of questions, they would definitely feel intimidated.
But Lin Zikang is no ordinary child.
He thumped his chest loudly and said with absolute certainty.
"It's really useful, not only useful, but it also tastes amazing!"
Just at this time.
An old man sitting at the table eating wontons slapped his forehead and said.
"Hey? I hadn't even noticed until you pointed it out, but after eating wontons from this place yesterday, I've been incredibly focused on my phone during the day. I didn't even hear my wife calling me."
"If I, at my age, can experience this kind of effect, wouldn't it be even better for young people?"
After saying that, the old man suddenly raised his hand and waved at Chen Yuan.
"Hey boss, cook me two more bowls, I'll take them to go."
Chen Yuan smiled and agreed.
Now everyone had no choice but to believe it, and the people in line all said the same thing.
"Give me a bowl, and give me a bowl too!"
"Don't forget to cook mine, I want two bowls!"
"I'll have two bowls too. My son works so hard, I'll buy him one to perk him up. Who cares if it works or not!"
that's it.
300 bowls of wontons sold out in less than two hours.
Chen Yuan left two bowls.
They waited until Xu Wen and Xu Jingjing appeared.
The two of them had huge dark circles under their eyes and looked completely listless.
Xu Wen said weakly.
"Handsome boss..."
"Whatever comes, will do. As long as it keeps me alive, I'll eat anything..."