Fu Linchuan was driving very fast. When he turned a corner and was almost in front of the shop, he saw that the noodle shop was surrounded by layers of people, and there was a lot of noise.

He parked his car on the side of the road, got out, and squeezed into the crowd.

"I ate pork chop noodles at their house last night, and I started having diarrhea not long after I got home."

A man sat on the ground, clutching his stomach, his face pale and beads of sweat on his forehead. He was telling the people around him what had happened. “If my family hadn’t found me and taken me to the hospital, I wouldn’t be alive. This is a shady shop, a place that cheats people, specializing in selling unclean things.”

“Look at me now, and these are the expenses I incurred at the hospital yesterday, plus the doctor’s note. I’m not lying. I’ve spent so much money and suffered so much; isn’t it only right that I seek compensation from them?”

Fu Linchuan squatted down, took the thing from the man's hand, and looked at it.

I registered, got an IV drip, and was prescribed some medicine; it cost me a little over eight yuan in total.

"How can you prove that you ate pork chop noodles here yesterday?"

The man looked at Fu Linchuan, his eyes flickering.

"Who are you? What gives you the right to tell me what to do?"

Fu Linchuan said, "I'm the owner of this shop. Didn't you want compensation?"

The man immediately perked up, "You're the owner? You'd better compensate me properly. Anyway, I got sick from eating at your restaurant."

Fu Linchuan raised an eyebrow. "Since you're so adamant, let's leave it at that for now."

He looked at Fu Linping standing to the side and said, "Brother, go and report this to the police. Tell them that someone is slandering our store, saying that someone ate something bad at our store and wants a large sum of compensation. This is called extortion."

As soon as Fu Linchuan arrived, Fu Linping felt that he immediately had a pillar of support.

However, he was still thinking to himself that he couldn't rely on Fu Linchuan for everything in the future. He needed to study hard and handle these unexpected events on his own.

"Okay, I'll go now."

The man immediately became agitated upon hearing this, "Hey? What do you mean? I said I got sick from eating at your restaurant, so you should compensate me. What's the point of you calling the police?"

“The police officers are here, and they will naturally investigate the truth.” Fu Linchuan stood up and said to the crowd, “Everyone, since our Chunmai Noodle Restaurant opened, we have used the freshest ingredients every day, and our hygiene is strictly controlled.”

"But I never expected that something like this would suddenly happen in our store. I think I need to find out whether someone is maliciously framing us or if there is really a problem in our store."

"I am the owner of this store, and I guarantee this. If someone is maliciously framing me, I will not settle and will pursue the matter to the end. If there is a problem in our store, we will definitely provide normal compensation and close down the store to give everyone a satisfactory explanation."

The man stood up. "I...I didn't try to extort you. My hospital records are all here."

Fu Linchuan said, "That's perfect. When the police arrive, we'll go to the hospital together to ask what's wrong with you or what you ate."

The man scoffed, "You're obviously hiding something. Let me tell you, you compensate me now, and I'll leave immediately. I won't ask for much, just eighty yuan."

Fu Linchuan narrowed his eyes. "You still haven't answered my question. How can you prove that you ate noodles at our shop yesterday?"

The man stammered, "I...I did come here to eat noodles, why should I prove it?"

Fu Linchuan asked the waiter beside him, "Did you see him yesterday?"

The waiter shook his head. "Boss, we've never seen him before. He came in today and said he got sick from eating at our restaurant yesterday."

There is no surveillance now; it would be much more convenient if there were.

"You have no proof. You just said you'd come to our restaurant and then you came? What if I got sick from eating at your place? Doesn't that mean you'd compensate me?"

Fu Linchuan approached the man step by step, "Tell me, who ordered you? What's your purpose? Is it simply to swindle money, or am I trying to damage our store's reputation?"

The man backed away step by step, eventually sitting down on the steps, and then began to yell, "Are you going to hit me? I ate something bad, and instead of paying me back, you're going to hit me? Is there no law anymore?"

Fu Linchuan looked down at him and guessed that someone was probably deliberately causing trouble to damage their store's reputation.

If their restaurant has a bad reputation, uses unsanitary ingredients, and refuses to compensate customers who get sick, then that restaurant will not be able to continue operating.

But the stranger in front of him didn't seem to be the one behind it all.

Fu Linchuan must find out who is behind this.

"The law will be here soon."

Fu Linchuan turned around when he heard the familiar voice and saw Luo Jingtong.

Why are you here?

"I heard someone came to cause trouble at your shop. How could I, a chivalrous person, not come and see?" Luo Jingtong put his arm around Fu Linchuan's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "So, do you need my second uncle to help?"

Fu Linchuan: ...

"Take your second uncle off your mouth."

Luo Jingtong gave a soft snort.

Fu Linchuan said, "It's such a small matter, there's no need for him to get involved."

Not long after, the police officers from the local police station arrived.

The police officers recognized Luo Jingtong immediately.

Luo Jingtong craned his neck, looking as if he didn't recognize the man, and strode into the store.

The police officer looked at Fu Linchuan and asked, "Are you the owner of this shop?"

"Yes, that's me. My name is Fu Linchuan."

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