To help his three adoptive siblings, Zhou Chen sacrificed his future, only for them to succeed. However, instead of gratitude, he was met with ingratitude, leading to a lifetime of hardship.
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Who is this person?
Why use the name of Zhou Chen's stinky tofu business?
Is he, like her, also imitating?
Zhou Ling guessed that this person was probably copying it too. Seeing that stinky tofu was selling well, he wanted to do the same business, so he copied not only the product but also the signboard.
If Zhou Chen finds out, she'll definitely be very angry.
Zhou Ling was initially annoyed when she saw her competitors, because they would steal her business and cause her to earn less money.
However,
Then she thought that this person had completely copied Zhou Chen's stinky tofu. If it didn't sell well or something went wrong, it might implicate Zhou Chen and ruin his business. So she wasn't so angry anymore.
Because, when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits.
Seeing Zhao Kun beside her with a sullen face, furrowed brows, and a rather angry expression, Zhou Ling knew that he was unhappy with Li Kaile, this suddenly appearing competitor.
She immediately offered words of comfort and voiced her suspicions.
"Honey, you mean we should just ignore him and let him sell it? If his stinky tofu doesn't sell well, he can ruin your brother's business?"
Zhao Kun understood Zhou Ling's plan to use someone else to do her dirty work.
Zhou Ling nodded: "This person is definitely like us, envious of the stinky tofu business, so he researched it himself. The taste is bound to be not very good. If customers say it doesn't taste good or get sick from eating it, we can let him make a scene at the night market. It's the same brand, so even if Zhou Chen is in the right, he won't be able to explain himself."
"Brilliant!" Zhao Kun couldn't help but give a thumbs up, then jokingly said with a smile, "Wife, if your older brother Zhou Chen knew that you were so righteous in turning down your own family, he would probably be furious."
Zhou Ling snorted indifferently, "In my heart, I no longer have that heartless older brother. He is so cold and ruthless to me, why should I care about him? Besides, it was someone else who ruined his reputation, not me, so it has nothing to do with me."
Zhao Kun was very pleased with these words. Once she married into the Zhao family and became his woman, she had to be loyal to him.
Even when facing one's own family, one should not side with outsiders.
On the other end,
Li Kaile set up his stall, heated the oil in the pan, and chatted with the stall owners next to him while waiting for customers.
He was quite surprised that Zhou Ling didn't come to cause trouble. He had thought that Zhou Ling would come immediately and stop him from setting up his stall, so he had prepared himself mentally for that.
As a result, Zhou Ling only glanced at it a few times and did nothing.
Li Kaile was naturally pleased that Zhou Ling wasn't causing him any trouble.
"Young man, is your stinky tofu really authentic?"
"Absolutely authentic, or your money back. We have another stall at the night market, but you'll have to queue if you want to buy. If you're worried, you can try a piece for free, or you don't have to buy anything."
"I didn't realize you were so good at business at such a young age. I'll try it too, but don't blame me if you don't buy anything."
Two customers were attracted by the loudspeaker. Li Kaile explained with a smile while picking up small pieces of tofu and putting them into the oil.
While the guests waited, Li Kaile chatted with them, saying some flattering things, which made the two guests laugh.
After the stinky tofu was fried, he first took out two pieces and let the two of them try them.
The taste test was a resounding success, and everyone was immediately satisfied, buying two servings each.
The pungent smell attracted the attention of many passengers exiting the platform, some of whom, out of curiosity, inquired about the price.
Li Kaile dealt with each customer one by one, and with the help of regular customers who came to buy and promote the product, a small queue formed in front of the stall.
On this side, business is booming.
In contrast, Zhou Ling and Zhao Kun's stalls had no customers. Although they were a little annoyed, they managed to keep a straight face. They believed that only Li Kaile's stinky tofu was similar to theirs, or even worse. If customers ate it and complained that it was not good, they could stage a refund drama and use that as an excuse to shift the blame to Zhou Chen's stinky tofu business at the night market.
But,
As the two waited, they realized that something seemed amiss.
Things didn't go as they had hoped. The customers who bought the stinky tofu were eating with their mouths full of oil, nodding frequently, clearly indicating that the stinky tofu was delicious, not unpleasant.
A copycat guy made stinky tofu really well?
Zhou Ling and Zhao Kun looked at each other in bewilderment.
Just then, a person who had just bought stinky tofu passed by their stall.
"Wait a minute, can I ask you if that stinky tofu you're holding is good?"
The passerby glanced at the two of them, then at the sign on the stall cart in front of them, and immediately understood that this was jealousy. Because he had a good impression of Li Kaile, the passerby didn't give a clear answer, but simply said:
"If you're curious about the taste of their stinky tofu, you can go and buy a serving to try it yourself."
After saying that, he picked up his bag and walked away quickly.
"Honey, this stinky tofu smells so much like your older brother's. Could that stall be one your brother hired to set up?"
Zhao Kun sniffed, smelling the lingering aroma of stinky tofu in the air, and frowned.
He couldn't be mistaken for the strong, pungent aroma of the stinky tofu that Zhou Chen had created; it was the very essence of the sauce that he could never replicate, no matter how hard he tried.
Li Kaile's stinky tofu was so similar to Zhou Chen's, and the signboard was the same. He couldn't think of any other business besides Zhou Chen's.
Zhou Ling also smelled it and had the same thought.
The thought of her stall at the night market going unnoticed and becoming a laughingstock made her give up on making money there and come here instead. But after only a few days of earning money, Zhou Chen actually hired someone to set up a stall here as well, to compete with her.
This is an attempt to completely eliminate her.
Is this how you retaliate against someone just because they sent some offensive text messages and bragged about it?
Zhou Ling bit her lip, her eyes filled with anger.
On what grounds?
What right do you, Zhou Chen, have to bully people like this?
I earned this money through my own abilities, so what's wrong with showing it off? You, Zhou Chen, can't stand it, so you come and steal my business. That's too much of a bully.
In an instant,
Zhou Ling's eyes reddened.
She couldn't swallow this insult. She took off her apron and went straight to Li Kaile's stall. She absolutely wouldn't allow Zhou Chen to steal her business here.
“Wife, I’m with you. Your brother is going too far. He eats the meat but won’t even give us the soup. What kind of heartless brother is he?”
Zhao Kun immediately followed, his voice filled with righteous indignation.
Li Kaile had been preparing for Zhou Ling to cause trouble, when he suddenly noticed the two of them walking briskly towards him. He told the customers in front of him to make way.
Before the two could reach the front, he picked up the megaphone hanging on his stall cart and shouted at them, "If anyone tries to cause trouble and prevent me from doing business, don't blame me for calling the police now and letting the police uphold justice."
Whoosh!
Zhou Ling and Zhao Kun stopped in their tracks immediately upon hearing the word "police".
The rising anger came to an abrupt halt at that moment.
They all recalled their unforgettable experience of being in the police station last time, which resulted in both financial loss and humiliation.
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