"Speaking of this, I recently met a young man while hiking up the back mountain in the morning. His steamed buns were incredibly delicious; once you tasted them, you couldn't forget them!"
"Now I don't have much of an appetite for anything else."
Zhang Mingyuan had little appetite, so he simply nodded casually after hearing this.
"Eat more if you like it."
He gave a perfunctory reply.
Zhang Jianjun, realizing his perfunctory attitude: ......
This son isn't even as good at talking as Lin Zhou!
No wonder he's over thirty and still doesn't have a girlfriend!
"I've arranged a blind date for you with the daughter of the CEO of Jiangsheng Company next week. You can go and meet her then."
Zhang Mingyuan: ......
I knew I'd be going on blind dates as soon as I got back!
So what if you're in your thirties?
He's at the peak of his career, why isn't he working hard and getting married!
"knew."
While inwardly complaining, Zhang Mingyuan outwardly maintained the cold expression of a domineering CEO, seemingly unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.
Zhang Jianjun couldn't help but roll his eyes at the sight.
Children just get less and less lovable as they grow up.
......
On the other hand, Lin Zhou did not pack up and return home early as the old man who was climbing the mountain had expected.
Because some customers saw that there weren't many buns left and the queue was far too long, they knew they wouldn't get a turn, so they tried to take a shortcut.
He pretended to have a hypoglycemic episode and fainted in front of the stall to trick people into eating steamed buns.
When Jia Lan fainted after the same incident, everyone was shocked and panicked.
This person's actions are too fake.
The cement floor was hard, and when he fell, he seemed to float down. He first found a good spot, then rubbed his forehead, groaned, and pretended to be sick before slowly collapsing. His affected manner was an eyesore.
This move was so outrageous that it left a group of people speechless, just watching the spectacle with wide eyes.
Lin Zhou stared speechlessly at the person lying in front of the stall.
The crowd that had been drawn in eager to watch also dutifully gathered around, quickly surrounding the stall.
Lin Zhou stood behind the stall, looking at the man who was trying to stage an accident, and hesitated for a moment whether or not to go forward.
"Brother, are you trying to stage an accident to extort money?"
With only a few baskets of buns left to sell, his task was complete, and he could go home.
Why do we have to throw some more trouble at him before the mission is over?
"I'm hungry... steamed buns, steamed buns, give me steamed buns..."
Lin Zhou: ......
The group of people were practically green with suppressed laughter as they listened to the loud, energetic voice of the older brother lying on the ground.
Where did you learn acting skills, brother?
It's a bit too much for my eyes.
"I have low blood sugar."
Seeing that Lin Zhou didn't move, the eldest brother shakily opened one eye and looked at Lin Zhou.
One hand reached out to Lin Zhou, appearing extremely sorrowful and reluctant to part.
"Brother, should I call 120 for you?"
A diner in the crowd asked with a smile, unable to hold it in any longer.
It's rare to see someone put on a show for free and entertain the public; we can't miss it.
The man immediately refused when he heard that 120 (emergency services) would charge a fee.
He just wanted to scam a steamed bun, but he didn't want to be taken away by an ambulance.
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