"What do you know! I swear on my integrity, this instant noodle is amazing! Absolutely worth the price!"

He was so excited, practically spitting onto the screen, but netizens weren't buying it at all.

"Tch, worth that price? I bet you got paid for this."

"Old Chen, you've changed. You're no longer that incorruptible crusader against counterfeits!"

"Unfollow! Unfollow! I never knew you were this kind of person!"

In an instant, a barrage of doubts and insults erupted, and Chen Mosheng, seeing this, became furious, his face turning red and his neck turning blue.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in Jindu.

Pan Zilin was lying on a solid wood square table.

He scrolled through his phone idly, his brow furrowed and his face full of worry.

Nowadays, his noodle shop is struggling financially, and he's barely making ends meet. If things continue like this, he'll probably be losing money soon.

Suddenly, a live stream called "Chen Tiequan Online Debunking" caught his attention.

He clicked on it with a puzzled look, and in the video, Chen Mosheng was yelling at a bowl of instant noodles and arguing angrily with his fans.

"What's going on? Why is Chen Tiequan getting into a fight with his fans?"

Pan Zilin's heart skipped a beat. He was a long-time fan of "Chen Tiequan" and had been following this account for a long time.

He knew Chen Mosheng's righteous indignation all too well; this man didn't seem like the type to take money.

He patiently read on, and gradually, he understood the whole story.

He never expected that Chen Mosheng would praise a bowl of instant noodles from a roadside stall so highly that he would even queue up to buy another bowl.

Pan Zilin suddenly stood up from the table.

A glimmer of hope ignited in my heart: what if these noodles really were that delicious?

Then...wouldn't it be better to invite this stall owner to be the head chef?

Perhaps their Pan Family Noodle Shop can be saved!

He immediately posted a comment in the live stream, his expression filled with excitement.

"Wait a minute, I'm from Pan's Noodle Shop in Jindu. My noodle shop has been open in Jindu for thirty years. I'm going to Taikoo Li right now to see for myself if this instant noodle is really authentic!"

The moment this comment appeared, the live stream chat exploded:

"Pan's Noodle Shop? I know this place! My grandpa loved eating their noodles when he was a kid!"

"Really? A 30-year-old establishment? I definitely have to try it!"

"I support Boss Pan in exposing the fraud! If it's true, then he's really struck gold!"

Netizens discovered that Pan's Noodle Shop is indeed a well-known old shop in Jindu.

They immediately began to believe Pan Zilin's words and expressed their support.

After all, competitors are rivals; it's unfair to praise someone who sells noodles.

That's absolutely right.

Chen Mosheng also saw the comment. He was worried about how to defend himself, so he quickly and excitedly replied.

"Welcome, Mr. Pan, to expose these counterfeits! I'm sure you won't be disappointed!"

Pan Zilin could no longer sit still. He suddenly stood up and shouted into the inner room.

"Dad! Dad! I think I've found a way to save our noodle shop!"

Inside the room, Pan Jianye was sighing into his phone.

He looked up and saw Pan Zilin place the phone in front of him.

He frowned even more as he watched the live stream.

He waved his hand impatiently.

"Zilin, don't believe these things online, they're all marketing ploys, scams!"

Pan Zilin gritted his teeth and replied unwillingly.

"Dad, no matter what, I have to go and see! What if... what if it's true?"

He thought to himself that this might be the last chance for Pan's Noodle Shop, and he would give it a try even if there was only a sliver of hope!

Ten minutes later.

Taikoo Li was bustling with people.

Pan Zilin arrived breathlessly and immediately spotted Chen Mosheng standing in the crowd.

"Chen Tiequan!" Pan Zilin shouted excitedly.

Chen Mosheng turned around and greeted him with a smile: "Boss Pan, you've arrived!"

The two exchanged a few simple pleasantries.

Viewers in the live stream were already impatient and were frantically urging the stream to continue.

"Boss Pan, stop dawdling and go buy a bowl to try!"

"Yes, yes, let's see what magic this instant noodle has!"

"I'm looking forward to seeing you prove me wrong!"

Pan Zilin took a deep breath and nodded.

"Okay, I'll go buy it now!"

Looking at so many people, a huge sense of anticipation welled up inside him.

Perhaps, this noodle really does taste good!

The line was very long.

Half an hour later, the long wait finally came to an end.

When it was Pan Zilin's turn, he stood in front of Zhou Yang's simple stall.

Looking at the instant noodle box with the word "ordinary" printed on it.

My heart started pounding, and I frowned and asked.

"Is the hygiene really up to standard? What kind of delicious instant noodles can you make in this environment?"

Zhou Yang looked up at Pan Zilin, a question forming in his mind. Was this guy just here to cause trouble?

These days, people who come to eat instant noodles are even particular about hygiene?

Isn't he just a complete idiot?

He shrugged in annoyance; he had no time to serve these customers.

"Eat it or not, don't hold up the customers behind you."

"Come on, next one."

Pan Zilin never expected Zhou Yang to speak in this tone.

You see, they work in the service industry, so the customer is king.

What is God doing, daring to refuse guests like this?

Pan Zilin raised his hand, his face turning ashen.

He was just about to give Zhou Yang a good lecture.

When they open a shop and do business, how should they treat customers?

Chen Mosheng, who was standing to the side, noticed something was wrong.

They all came here to eat.

We mustn't start arguing.

Chen Mosheng quickly stepped forward and grabbed Pan Zilin's arm.

Then, with a face full of apology, she said to Zhou Yang.

"Mr. Zhou, please don't mind. This Mr. Pan is here for the first time and doesn't know much about the situation."

Chen Mosheng smiled broadly and turned to explain to Pan Zilin.

"Boss Pan, don't underestimate this instant noodle. Just take a bite, and you'll know!"

He was extremely anxious.

Right now, if these two start arguing, my live stream will be bombarded with insults.

We can't let this atmosphere, which we've worked so hard to create, be ruined!

Pan Zilin was held down by Chen Mosheng.

I also know that this is not the time to lose my temper with someone.

He came here to check out the taste of the instant noodles, not to check out the service.

He took a few deep breaths to calm his chest.

He suppressed his anger.

He pointed at Zhou Yang and said in a cold voice.

"Alright! For Chen Tiequan's sake, I'll give you a chance."

"I'll see just how delicious this instant noodles really are!"

"Give me one! I'm telling you, if this noodle soup isn't good, I'm not letting you off the hook!"

Zhou Yang pursed his lips and waved his hand dismissively, having absolute confidence in the taste of his noodles.

As for Pan Zilin's warning, he sneered inwardly.

He possesses a system; what warning could be more powerful than his system?