"Sizzle sizzle..."

Zhou Yang's skills have not diminished at all; the aroma of the balut is just as good as the instant noodles, braised dishes, and beef offal!

The overpowering aroma seemed to have grown legs, drifting far and wide, even penetrating into a towering office building next door.

On the tenth floor, in a luxuriously decorated office.

A young man with flamboyant purple hair and huge earrings was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking irritably.

He was thin, but his brows carried an inescapable air of hostility and impatience.

Just then, a middle-aged man, who was obese, bloated, and looked greasy even in a custom-made suit, jogged over, sweating profusely, his voice carrying a hint of obsequiousness and anxiety.

"My goodness! Young Master Lu! Please don't smoke by the window!"

The fat agent lowered his voice, but his tone was extremely exaggerated.

"If some paparazzi take this picture, they'll say you're setting a bad example for teenagers, which is such a bad influence! You're a top star now, your image is the most important thing!"

The purple-haired youth, known as Young Master Lu, impatiently exhaled a thick smoke ring, glanced sideways at the fat man, and said in a dismissive tone, "I know, I know, stop nagging."

He sniffed, his brows furrowed even more, and his eyes revealed a hint of annoyance at being disturbed.

"What's that downstairs? It smells so good! It's making me really hungry. Go buy me some."

Upon hearing this, the fat agent waved his hands repeatedly: "Young Master Lu, you can't do that! This kind of food from roadside stalls smells good, but it's too oily and salty, it's all high-tech and ruthless stuff!"

"You've worked so hard to lose weight, you can't let it come back! You have an important magazine cover shoot next week! If you gain weight, the penalty for breaking the contract will be a real problem for us!"

The purple-haired youth's face darkened, a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and his tone turned icy.

"If I can't eat it, can't I just let it disappear? What a spoilsport!"

"Go and get rid of that stall downstairs! It's so noisy and ruining my mood!"

The purple-haired youth sneered inwardly.

Because of the awkward angle of the floor-to-ceiling windows and the high floor, Lu Shao could only vaguely see some figures gathered in front of the stalls downstairs.

I could vaguely see a man and a woman busy at work, and smell the tempting aroma, but I couldn't make out who the stall owner was at all.

He assumed it was some ignorant street vendor disturbing his peace and quiet.

Seeing Lu Shao lose his temper, the fat agent cursed this difficult person a thousand times in his heart, but his face was still covered with a professional, obsequious smile, nodding and bowing repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Lu, please calm down. It was those clueless guys downstairs who ruined your enjoyment!"

"I'll send people to drive them away right away! I guarantee they'll disappear immediately, giving you peace and quiet!"

Damn it, something's up again!

These top celebrities all have tempers that are bigger than the sky, they really think they are the Jade Emperor!

The fat agent grumbled inwardly, but dared not be negligent in the slightest.

After all, he's currently riding high on the coattails of the purple-haired guy, and the future of several of his artists is tied to the joys and sorrows of this purple-haired ancestor.

The benefits he gains from currying favor with Young Master Lu are far greater than those from showing kindness to strangers!

As for Zhou Yang?

As an agent, he's busy with his artists every day. He has no time to pay attention to mysterious tycoons at auctions or rich kids enjoying a low-key life. He just treats them like some low-class street vendor.

He verbally agreed with "okay, okay," then turned around, picked up the walkie-talkie, and gave orders in an imperious manner.

"Security department? Send a few men down to the pedestrian street immediately and clear out that stall selling balut!"

"Yes, that's the one with the strongest aroma! Hurry up, don't spoil Young Master Lu's mood!"

A moment later, four or five burly security guards in black uniforms, who looked like tough guys, came out of the office building cursing as they received their orders.

They could smell the irresistible aroma of balut from afar.

The rich aroma, like an invisible hook, made their stomachs rumble with hunger, and their mouths nearly watered on the spot.

Goodness gracious, what kind of amazing stuff is this? It smells so good!

As the security guards walked, they sniffed hard, their eyes gleaming with greed.

They swaggered through the crowd and walked straight to Zhou Yang's stall.

The head of the security team, a burly man with a fierce face, impatiently tapped the stall table with his baton, making a sound like a broken gong.

"Hey! You guys, hurry up and pack up your things and get out of here! Did you hear me? Don't get in the way and disrupt our business!"

Another security guard, with a pointed face and monkey-like features, went even further, leering at the sizzling balut in the pot, licking his lips, and acting like a scoundrel.

"Exactly! But you know, this stuff smells pretty good. We've gone to all this trouble to come all this way, so before we go, get one for each of us, all kinds of flavors, as a way of showing our respect."

"Otherwise, hmph, don't blame us for being impolite and turning your place upside down!"

Damn it, what is this? How dare they set up a lousy stall here?

But this flavor is really tempting, let's try it out first!

The security guards had their own plans.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding fans immediately objected. They were in line, and suddenly a few unexpected people appeared, thinking they could eat and drink for free.

"Hey! Who are you? What gives you the right to kick people out?"

"That's right! Boss Zhou sets up a stall here, and the city management officers haven't said anything. What's it to you!"

"You want another balut? How can you be so shameless?"

Seeing the fans' excited reaction, Du Zhe's temper flared up instantly.

Seeing his master and mistress being spoken to rudely, how could he possibly hold back!

"Hold!"

Du Zhe put the balut box aside, took a step forward, and stood directly in front of Zhou Yang and Xu Yao.

His handsome face flushed red with anger, making him look like an enraged leopard, pointing his spear and roaring.

"What the hell are you? Do you have eyes or ears?"

He cursed loudly, "Do you know who you're talking to? How dare you boss my master around like that? I think you're all tired of living and want to report to the King of Hell early, huh!"

These security guards were used to bullying others because of the company's connections, and they had never been treated like this before.

What's more, being pointed at and scolded by a young-looking kid.

The security captain stiffened his neck, puffed out his chest, and shouted arrogantly.

"Hey kid, who the hell do you think you are? How dare you meddle in the affairs of 'Dream Makers Entertainment'?"

"If you know what's good for you, get lost! Don't spoil the mood of our big star upstairs! If you piss off Young Master Lu, you'll be in big trouble!"

Hmph, in this small corner of the world, no one dares to disrespect Dream Entertainment!

The security captain sneered inwardly, certain that the other party would back down as soon as they heard the company's name.

"Dream Entertainment?"

The moment those four words were uttered, not only Zhou Yang and Du Zhe, but even the surrounding fans went wild.