In the early morning, Old Xu went to the slaughterhouse to buy meat. The meat was not only fresh, but also very affordable.

Han Fei, on the other hand, went to his own contracted orchard to pick scallions and dig up ginger.

Strings of braised pork hung in the yard, covered with small covers, with wisps of smoke rising from the bottom.

The burning material consists of orange peels, fruit tree leaves, and pine needles scraped off from making candied oranges.

Han Fei and Old Man Xu minimized costs and tried to produce and sell their own products, making it difficult for others to imitate their taste.

Because Han Fei and Old Man Xu's business was so good, their delicious meat buns and scallion rolls not only won over the hearts of the elderly, but also captivated the office workers in the surrounding commercial district, indirectly causing the breakfast shops in the vicinity to suddenly suffer a sharp decline in business.

Whenever a breakfast cart drives past a breakfast shop on the street, the small business owners stare at it with envious and jealous eyes.

"Old Han, I feel like their eyes are about to slowly torture me to death!"

You'll get used to it.

"One day, they will go crazy like the candied hawthorn vendors."

"It's in our best interest, isn't it?"

"You're quite the old fox," Old Xu sighed. "They can't escape this pirate ship!"

Han Fei shrugged: "We're still just dabbling at the moment, far from my goal."

To start an entertainment company, and a large-scale one at that, it's difficult to succeed without a small goal in mind; he must work hard to save capital!

"Target? What target?"

You'll find out later.

"Don't be mysterious!"

"We've arrived at the park, let's open for business and make some money!"

After Comrade Xiao Zhang was promoted and received a raise for giving steamed buns as a gift, many people followed suit, resulting in people buying steamed buns and steamed buns in quantities of 50 or more.

Han Fei only sold 500 meat buns and 500 scallion and pork rolls per trip. As a result, many people frantically hoarded the goods, causing those in line to not be able to buy buns and rolls for several days.

"Boss, can you limit the number of purchases?"

"I haven't had a big meat bun for three days!"

"Boss, my little girl loves your meat buns. If we can't buy them, she goes on a hunger strike and refuses to eat anything!"

"Please, please limit the number of purchases! Give me a chance to eat a steamed bun!"

Han Fei thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll put up a sign."

[Limit of 5 meat buns and 5 scallion and pork rolls per person!]

The sign was put up, and the people at the front of the line complained: "We finally got to the front, how come we can only buy so little? My family is big, there's not enough for everyone!"

Han Fei smiled and handed him five meat buns and five scallion and pork rolls: "Then let's call them over to line up and buy together, that way we can buy more, right?"

"Alright! I'll call all those lazybones over right now!"

So, when the weekend finally came, the children and grandchildren, who were sleeping in, were woken up by their grandfather and ordered to rush to the park to line up immediately, or they wouldn't get breakfast!

Upon hearing that there would be no breakfast, the young people who had been planning to stay in bed immediately got up, abandoning all pretense of appearances, and rushed to the park entrance in their pajamas.

Just as Han Fei's business was booming, seven or eight men in security guard uniforms rushed over, carrying sticks: "Who gave you permission to set up stalls here? With so many of you blocking the way, what if there's a stampede? If you want to set up a stall, go somewhere else. You're not allowed to set up stalls here in the park!"

"Are you park security guards?" Han Fei frowned.

"Yes! Our manager sent us to kick you out! You need to leave here immediately!"

"Our car didn't even go inside the park. Why are you interfering with our gate?"

"This is all park territory!"

"Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble?!" Old Xu was about to rush forward in a fit of anger.

Han Fei stopped the man: "Old Xu, do you have a cigarette?"

"I quit a long time ago!" He quit smoking after his child moved into the house.

Han Fei didn't have any cigarettes on him. After thinking for a moment, he took out five hundred yuan and went to the security team leader: "Friend, let's talk this out. There's no need to kick people out."

The security team leader didn't refuse, but quickly stuffed the money into his sleeve and snorted, "It's not that we're trying to make things difficult for you, we're just security guards, we don't have any real power. Your business is too good, it's attracting attention, you'd better do business somewhere else."

"Is that person easy to talk to?" Han Fei made a counting money gesture.

The security team leader shook his head: "Our manager's family is not short of money."

"Are you just trying to make things difficult for me?"

"More or less."

Can I call the police?

"It's useless." The security team leader lowered his voice: "He has relatives in the police station and the urban management department. Even if someone comes, they'll just give a vague answer. If you keep making a scene like this every day, you definitely won't be able to do business. I advise you to leave here and go somewhere else."

"Okay, I understand."

After Han Fei found out the situation, he got into the carriage and apologized to everyone, saying, "We won't be selling today, everyone please go back."

"Why can't it be sold?"

"The security guards are giving you a hard time?"

"This isn't a park; this is a public area. What right do they have to interfere?"

"Exactly! They have no right to interfere!"

"Boss, keep selling! I don't believe they'll actually smash the car!"

"Boss, we've got so many people protecting you, don't worry, they won't get near the breakfast cart!"

Han Fei said gratefully, "Thank you everyone. I'll drive the car to the road ahead; there's an open space there."

"Okay, let's go with the boss!"

"Boss, please slow down. My old legs and arms are probably not enough to keep up."

"Young man, don't cut in line!"

"Old man, a new place means a new team. It's your fault for being so slow!"

Han Fei drove the car to the side of the road ahead, where there happened to be an empty seat in front of a convenience store.

As soon as he parked his car, the customers lined up on their own.

Just as he was about to start selling, two middle-aged women rushed out of the small supermarket: "You can't stop here!"

"This is where we load and unload goods at our convenience store. A delivery truck will be here soon!"

"You all need to leave quickly!"

An older woman came out with a broom to chase people away.

"I'll only be selling for a short while, I'll sell out quickly." Han Fei offered the other person a few steamed buns, hoping they would be accommodating.

"Who wants your steamed buns! If our manager finds out, I'll get my wages docked!" The woman threw the buns on the ground. "Go somewhere else! With a bunch of you crowding around here, how can our supermarket do business? Get out of here!"

Han Fei wanted to discuss it further when a group of people dressed in urban management uniforms ran over.

"Who gave you permission to set up stalls here!"

"This is illegal business operation!"

The moment the urban management team leader arrived, he began questioning and accusing them.

Han Fei took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and took out a series of food safety certificates, business licenses and other documents: "My breakfast cart is operating legally, and I have obtained the license. It is not operating illegally."

The city management team leader was taken aback, not expecting that the old man had actually completed all the paperwork.

"Even if you have all the necessary permits, this is not a place where you can set up a stall. Citizens have complained that your large group of people gathering here has caused a disturbance. Please leave immediately!"

"If you don't leave, I'll have to impound your car!"

Some customers wanted to stand up for Han Fei, but Han Fei waved his hand, telling them to go back to their work: "Everyone, go back now, I'm going back too."

"Boss, you have all the necessary paperwork, there's no need for you to back down!"

Han Fei smiled wryly: "The people cannot fight against the officials."

He drove his breakfast cart away quickly, not giving the customers a chance to persuade him again, and also preventing the city management officers from impounding his vehicle.

The city management team leader looked at the breakfast cart that had been driven away, his eyes narrowing dangerously: "You got away fast this time, but you won't be so lucky next time."

He was actually quite looking forward to those customers causing a scene, so he could use that as an excuse to confirm their crime of disturbing the peace.

Unexpectedly, the old man was pragmatic and ran away quickly.

The old man was right. The common people can't fight against the officials. Besides, this matter was arranged by his superiors, and they couldn't let this old man set up his stall here anymore.

...

Back in the courtyard, Old Xu unloaded the unsold steamed buns from the breakfast cart.

Han Chengda was just about to head out to find his tenant's teacher to learn computer skills when he saw the unloaded steamed buns and exclaimed in surprise, "You guys have times when you can't sell them?"

Since the breakfast cart started operating, it has sold out every day. This is the first time I've seen any leftovers.

Old Xu briefly recounted the incident, then sighed softly, "I really wanted to fight those city management officers. If they dared to touch me, I would lie down on the ground and demand medical expenses from them because I'm old! But your grandfather said that the common people can't fight against officials, so we can only back down."

Han Chengda pursed his lips tightly, his expression quite unpleasant.

Han Chengsi walked out from around the corner, clearly having been eavesdropping.

“Brother, this matter should be related to the park manager.” He didn’t miss what Old Xu said: the park manager has relatives in the police station and the urban management department.

Han Chengda lowered his eyes: "We can't help him."

Han Chengsi nodded: "I can't help right now."

Han Chengda frowned and looked at his fourth brother.

Han Chengsi narrowed her eyes: "When I grow up, I want to be a prosecutor."

Han Fei, who had just gotten off the bus, perked up his ears and nearly tripped when he heard those words.

This pyramid scheme leader, fraud mastermind, and later law school graduate—a heartless lawyer who can win any case as long as he has money—the ultimate villain who is at odds with the prosecutor, what is he saying now? That he wants to be a prosecutor when he grows up???