[Shumei Fitness Rights Protection Group]

Xia Miaomiao: [I have to leave early today, but I'll join the rights protection effort tomorrow night. Fellow group members, if the Rainbow BBQ truck arrives tomorrow, please let me know in the group, and I'll definitely come immediately.]

Luo Juncai: [I'll come over here after work tomorrow and keep an eye on things. If I see the barbecue owner, I'll tag you in the group chat so we can share a table again tomorrow. There are still several kinds of barbecue we haven't tried yet.]

Zeng Yun: [Today I only tried Xinjiang-style grilled lamb skewers. I was so satisfied with the meat and naan bread. Just as I was hesitating about whether to order another barbecue, the owner drove off.]

Wu Gaojie: [Sigh, I have to attend another rights protection event tomorrow. Call me anytime if you need anything, I'll come right away. If the barbecue stall owner comes, tag me in the group chat too, I'll be there immediately!]

Group admin: [Dude, how come you can be rushing around even when you're trying to get your rights protected? Where did you get scammed this time? Tell us your story so we can all avoid being scammed. Also, I remember after you got the hidden card, the boss added you to a group, right? Ask the boss in the group what time he'll be setting up his stall tomorrow.]

Wu Gaojie: [Ugh, tomorrow's a protest at a hair salon. My Tony (hairdresser) ran away! I prepaid 2000 yuan and still have over 1000 yuan left! I asked the barbecue stall owner in the group chat right after she left, but she didn't reply, I don't know if she even saw it.]

Qin Yi saw it, of course.

But she didn't want to go back.

Because she herself doesn't know what time or where she'll set up her stall tomorrow.

This stall's main selling point is randomness.

Once she has a lot of regular customers, she will be so busy that she can't stop.

Therefore, you have to change locations every day, and if you manage to get a hidden blind box, you have to run away quickly when the other party isn't looking.

...

In the 406 male dormitory room of Nantong University.

"Good news! Good news!"

Yang Zhou rushed into the dormitory holding his phone, water droplets still clinging to his hair from just washing it.

"Brothers! Two thousand yuan! I got a two thousand yuan bonus!"

Lu Ziyi and the other students in the dormitory were playing mobile games when they heard his words and excitedly echoed him.

"What kind of scholarship did they give us? They have to treat us to a nice meal."

Yang Zhou stretched his head in front of Lu Ziyi.

Lu Ziyi was intently looking at his phone screen, lying prone in the grass like a "prone demon."

Yang Zhou shook his head violently, sending water droplets flying everywhere as he swayed.

A few drops even landed on Lu Ziyi's screen.

"Oh no! Someone's coming!"

Lu Ziyi was about to shoot and kill the enemy.

Unexpectedly, a few water droplets landed right on the fire button on the screen.

Pressing down with my thumb had no effect whatsoever; in fact, my movement led others to discover my location.

With two quick shots, Voldemort fell to the ground, dead.

"Hahaha!"

The instigator picked up a towel and began drying his wet hair, gloating, "Serves him right! Voldemort deserves this end. If you're a man, you should face a gun head-on! If you're a brother, come and shoot me!"

"Holy crap! This shot is amazing, I'm in the finals! Yang Zhou, are you doing this on purpose?! Are you trying to force me to chop you up?!"

Lu Ziyi was furious. He threw his phone aside, grabbed Yang Zhou by the neck from behind, and asked, feigning anger, "Little brother, do you know you were wrong?"

Yang Zhou's face turned red from being strangled. He gestured with his eyes that he knew he was wrong, and then held up his phone to show Lu Zi.

As soon as Lu Zi saw what was displayed on Yang Zhou's phone screen, he immediately let go of her arm.

"Purple City's Number One Girl! Two thousand yuan bonus!"

"Your two thousand yuan was a reward for submitting an article to the WeChat official account! It was the one recommending the rice noodle stall owner!"

"Cough cough cough!" Yang Zhou's face turned bright red. He snatched the phone, looked up at the ceiling, and didn't want to pay any attention to Lu Ziyi.

Lu Ziyi quickly massaged Yang Zhou's shoulders and back, grabbed his arms, and prepared to give him a Thai-style bone-setting treatment.

Yang Zhou forcefully broke free from Lu Ziyi's arm and ran out, raising one hand in the air and saying, "Stop! That's enough!"

At this moment, the other brothers in the dormitory also gathered around the table.

People asked, "After you won the award, did the back office inform you of the boss's stall time and location?"

Yang Zhou shook his head in frustration: "The staff at Zicheng No. 1 said that the last time they collected information about the boss was at the Shida Food Culture Festival. A student submitted a post saying that he had eaten the boss's fried instant noodles, but the boss disappeared again as soon as the food festival was over."

"Oh, right, they also told me that the boss's surname is Qin, and everyone calls her Boss Qin. Based on the clues we have, Boss Qin changes her business every now and then, just like guerrilla warfare, hitting one target and moving to another."

"The woman we saw near the school that day was Boss Qin. She was selling fried instant noodles at the time! It's a pity we couldn't catch up with her! Otherwise, we would definitely have gotten her contact information. It's so tiring every day."

Lu Zi patted his buddy on the shoulder to comfort him: "I'll treat you guys to a haircut tomorrow. I recharged 800 yuan at Fanxi Hair Salon, and I still have a few hundred left. I heard from others that it's about to go out of business. Let's go and spend the money here first, and you can use the bonus to treat us to a meal next time."

Yang Zhou nodded, looking at his short hair in the mirror. His bangs were almost touching his eyes; it was time to get them trimmed.

So he asked Lu Ziyi, "Since you're treating me to dinner to finish off my credit card, then I won't hold back tomorrow. I'll go find the top barber and get a cool haircut!"

After hearing this, Lu Zi curled his lips and said with a forced smile, "Hehe, let me tell you this, when I first went to that barbershop, I always went to the cheapest Tony. One day, when I was almost finished with my haircut, a female customer came in next to me. My Tony asked her what level of haircut she wanted. He said the chief stylist was 128 yuan, the senior stylist was 88 yuan, the intermediate stylist was 58 yuan, and the assistant was 38 yuan."

"The female customer said she wanted to choose the chief hairstylist, and guess what? The assistant Tony had just cut my hair immediately went to cut that female customer's hair and was instantly promoted from assistant to chief hairstylist. I was stunned. I didn't know you could do that."

After hearing this, everyone in the dormitory understood the barbershop's tricks.

"Looks like tomorrow's results will have to be random. Every hairstylist could be the head or an assistant. After the haircut, you might look like a trendy guy or Zhisheng. So why did you even sign up for a membership card?"

Lu Zi scratched his head: "I think the assistant did a pretty good job. I'm too lazy to go to different places, so after topping up my account, I don't choose a stylist based on the tier, but rather it's 100 yuan for four haircuts. I can just go to my usual Tony each time."

"When you calculate it this way, topping up is definitely much more cost-effective! But if we go together tomorrow, will it be too crowded and they won't let us get our hair cut?"

Lu Ziyi: "If they refuse to cut our hair, I'll ask the shop to refund my money. We have to get this done."