Chapter 24

While everyone was talking, the noodle-mixing couple pedaled their tricycle, and the police quickly drove after them.

Seeing that his family had distanced themselves from the matter, Su Miao asked his father to set up the stall quickly.

A lot of time has been wasted. The workers only have two and a half hours for lunch break. If we don’t set up the stall quickly, we may not be able to sell all the porridge today. Besides, there are also orders for takeout pork offal.

Many workers come to patronize the restaurant every day. They have become familiar with the father and daughter and will take the initiative to help place the chairs and dishes.

Su Miao discussed it with his father and said to everyone, "Dear uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, thank you for speaking up for justice today. To give back to new and old customers, today a small bowl of porridge is 0.2 yuan, and a large bowl of porridge is 0.4 yuan. The price is reduced but the quantity is not reduced!"

The crowd immediately cheered and praised the boss for his ability to do things.

"Brother! Actually, you don't have to be so polite. We drink your porridge every day. How can we not know whether it's fresh or not? We definitely can't bear to see you being wronged."

"Yeah, not to mention drinking porridge, little sister Miaomiao and I have become friends. When a friend is in trouble, we have to stick by each other!"

"Miaomiao is the smartest and most generous elementary school student I've ever met. I'm so ashamed. When I was her age, I was still playing in the mud in the factory!"

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From that day on, the self-service porridge stall gained a stronger mass base, and no one dared to find fault with the food anymore. After all, the food was personally certified by the police comrades and was famous for being fresh and delicious!

For the next three days, the noodle-selling couple did not set up their stall again. The vendors were all saying that they might have killed someone and were locked up.

No one knew the details, so the gossip became more and more outrageous, with some even swearing that the government had punished them so that they would never be able to do business again.

However, these rumors were refuted when the couple appeared again on the fourth day.

Some vendors who had a good relationship with them went over to inquire about the situation.

The lady mixing the noodles was crying and wiping her tears. "That person was already in poor health, with an ulcer, and he got sick after eating my food that day. I feel so wronged!"

"Ah? Doesn't that mean it has nothing to do with you? Why haven't you set up your stall for several days?"

The lady mixing the noodles froze. "Uh... Shit! There were witnesses, and they kept insisting on paying me money. They've been making a fuss for days!"

The vendor questioning the situation was unconvinced: "If they were really extorting money, wouldn't the police care? They were the ones chasing you that day."

"We went to the hospital and found out that the family was in dire straits. He was the only one earning money and had to support several people. After he collapsed, not only was there no one to support the family, but they couldn't even afford the medical expenses. We decided to donate some money to him for his medical expenses. As soon as his family received the money, their attitude changed and they stopped pestering us. That's why we were able to set up a stall today."

The lady mixing the noodles sighed deeply, pretending to be compassionate and talking as if she were a savior.

Su Miao listened to her lies from afar, and the corners of his mouth twitched coldly.

What nonsense! If she guessed correctly, they all had to go to the police station for investigation in the next few days.

After interviewing witnesses and collecting physical evidence, the public security department determined that the food poisoning in the victim's home was unclean, and ordered them to pay compensation for the medical expenses.

Considering how they act like they're selling rotten pig offal, how could they possibly give money to others on their own initiative?

Originally, Su Miao thought that after this incident, the noodle-mixing couple would behave themselves for a while, but she didn't expect that they would start making trouble again the next day after they came back to set up their stall.

Su Miao and his father arrived at the gate of the sugar factory at the usual time, but they saw that the place where they set up their stall was occupied by several tricycles. Even the cloth they used to block fallen leaves and fruits was torn off and thrown under the tree.

Su Yuanzheng went up to negotiate, but the vendors retorted with a shameless look on their faces.

"We are all doing business. If you can set up shop here, so can we."

"That's right, we only have this little patch of shady land, and your family has been occupying it every day. And you still have the nerve to chase us away."

"First come, first served, understand? We've taken this spot today, so go somewhere else!"

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It was obvious that she was jealous of his family's good business and was deliberately looking for trouble. Even the usually good-tempered Su Yuanzheng was so angry that his face turned red.

"Comrade! This place is rented by me and the sugar factory. I paid the rent, and the sugar factory allowed me to set up a stall here regularly. If you don't move away, you are infringing on my legal rights!"

When the vendors heard him say that he rented the place directly from the sugar factory, they were stunned and turned to look at the noodle-mixing aunt who encouraged them to occupy the place. She didn't say that they rented the place!

The lady mixing noodles, who was dressed in a nonchalant manner, replied: "You said it was rented, so it is rented? Do you have any evidence?"

"Of course I signed an agreement with the sugar factory."

"Where is the agreement? Show it to me. If you can't show it to me, you're lying to us!"

Su Yuanzheng was stunned. Who would carry a lease agreement with him every day? Of course he would keep it at home!

"Haha! Can't take it out? Then move aside! Don't affect our business."

The lady mixing noodles sneered. She didn’t care whether it was really rented or not. She would just occupy it first.

So what? She was sure he couldn't have brought the agreement with him. By the time he went back to get it, lunch time would be almost over.

Without the self-service porridge, at least she can sell more mixed noodles. The day before yesterday, she lost 300 yuan in medical expenses and lost wages. Her family has suffered a heavy loss!

Besides, she would feel better if she could make trouble for his family. It was all because of his self-service porridge. If it weren't for his pig offal, her family wouldn't have learned how to do it, let alone suffer such a loss!

Those vendors who did not participate in the fight for stalls came over to persuade Su Yuanzheng.

"These guys are notoriously hard to talk to. A wise man never suffers a loss right now. It's almost time to get off work, so we need to find a place to set up our stall first."

"Yes, Xiao Su, there is a small space next to me. If I move a little further to the side, it will barely be enough for your table."

Su Yuanzheng thanked several people for their kindness. He was waiting for Su Miao, who had gone to find the security guard, to come back.

It is said that Su Miao ran to the guard room as soon as his seat was taken, but Grandpa Wang was not there and the door of the guard room was locked.

The fastest way to solve the problem at the moment is to find someone who can represent the authority of the sugar factory and confirm their leasing relationship.

She walked towards the sugar factory's office building without stopping, hoping that Director Wang would be in the office at this time.

As soon as she walked downstairs, she saw the fat boy coming out and she called out to him.

"Little Fatty! Stay!"

When the fat guy saw Su Miao, he smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits: "Yeah? How did you get in? Are you here to bring me some pork offal?"

Brother Xiaopang ordered two pounds of pork offal today, saying he wanted to take it back and add it to the dishes at home in the evening.

"I'm also delivering pork offal. My stall is in trouble again today. Could you please tell me how to get to the logistics office?"

"What happened? Hasn't everything been fine these past few days? Is someone here to mess things up again?"

"Someone has taken over our stall. I told them my family and factory rented the place, but they refused to believe me. I want to find Director Wang from the logistics department to testify for us!"

The fat guy raised the list in his hand and said, "I just came out of the logistics department. Director Wang's father is having a birthday party, so he's not here today!"

Director Wang's father, isn't that the security guard, Uncle Wang? No wonder he's not here today. This is a bit troublesome.