Grandpa Zhao thought that staying at home and taking a break would be fine, at least he could have some peace and quiet for a while.
As it turned out, the boss next door, Mr. Hou, was a real scoundrel. He stormed into his house and forced him to open for business immediately.
"Uncle Zhao, all those tourists came here specifically for you. Instead of opening your shop, you're sleeping soundly at home. How can you face the tourists who have traveled from all over the country to come here?"
No matter how much Boss Hou tried to persuade him, Grandpa Zhao remained indifferent and didn't take his words to heart at all.
Let whoever wants to do the barbecue do it; Old Zhao, for one, is not going to do it anymore.
This money is earned...
No matter what, you have to be alive to enjoy it.
“Uncle Zhao, I’ve heard that many netizens have complained about you to the Zibo Municipal Bureau of Culture and Tourism. If you don’t open the door soon, those people might come to you in person.”
"They haven't come looking for us yet, have they?" Grandpa Zhao waved his hand dismissively and said, "I said I won't open it, and that's final. Even if the Heavenly King himself came, I wouldn't open it."
Seeing Grandpa Zhao's unruly demeanor, Boss Hou sighed heavily.
As soon as Grandpa Zhao stopped opening the door, all the tourists flocked to his shop.
If this continues, before the May Day holiday even arrives, Mr. Hou's barbecue restaurant will be overrun.
Just as Boss Hou was about to try to persuade Grandpa Zhao again, Grandpa Zhao picked up a broom and started chasing him away.
"Go, go, go! Instead of wasting your time nagging me, you'd be better off grilling a couple more skewers for the tourists. You guys can make your money, but I, Old Zhao, am definitely not going to..."
Before Grandpa Zhao could finish speaking, he froze on the spot.
It was simply because Grandpa Zhao saw staff members from the Lu Di Culture and Tourism Bureau walk into his house.
If that were all, Grandpa Zhao wouldn't be so nervous.
But you should know that Qin Zi'an is among them, the one who single-handedly attracted thousands of 'enemies' to Grandpa Zhao's barbecue stall.
Instantly, Grandpa Zhao deflated like a punctured balloon, looking utterly listless.
When Boss Hou noticed the arrival of so many important figures, his pupils dilated instantly.
"Uncle Zhao, I... I have something to do at my shop, so I won't chat with you any longer. I'll be going now. Remember to open for business soon, we're all waiting for you."
After leaving those words, Boss Hou fled the brutal battlefield as if his feet were greased.
Watching Boss Hou's figure disappear at lightning speed, Grandpa Zhao regretted not going with him.
At least, we won't run into those powerful and unapproachable figures.
But now that they've arrived, Grandpa Zhao can't just pretend not to see them.
Grandpa Zhao sighed helplessly to himself, then forced a smile and went up to greet them.
"Good morning, leaders! What made you decide to come here?"
Qin Zian smiled and looked at Grandpa Zhao, responding warmly, "Good morning, Grandpa Zhao, do you still remember me?"
“I remember, I remember, I will never forget you even when I die…” Grandpa Zhao paused, then added, “What I mean is that Director Qin is so young and promising, he has left a very deep impression on me.”
Although Grandpa Zhao's attempts to justify himself sounded nice, they were spoken through gritted teeth.
Seeing Grandpa Zhao's aggrieved expression, Qin Zian was amused by him.
All he did was bring him a truckload of customers, why is he so bothered by it?
When Grandpa Zhao saw that no one responded to him, he became quite flustered.
He especially remembered what Boss Hou had said earlier: many netizens had complained to the Bureau of Culture and Tourism because he wouldn't open his shop.
This really startled Grandpa Zhao.
A few days ago, these people had come to his barbecue stall to eat, and Grandpa Zhao was well aware that some of them were provincial leaders.
If they keep an eye on us, things might not be going to be easy from now on...
A true man is someone who dares to act decisively and adapts to changing circumstances.
"Did any of you leaders need me for something? I've been taking a break from business for the past couple of days to reorganize, and now I feel like I've recovered enough to reopen for business."
Seeing Grandpa Zhao's nervous appearance, Director Zhang and Qin Zi'an exchanged a glance.
Initially, Director Zhang didn't take this seriously, thinking that sending a few staff members over to do some ideological work would suffice.
Now that Director Zhang has seen Grandpa Zhao's level of awareness, he understands the importance of the humanistic care that Qin Zi'an proposed.
Although a smile appeared on Grandpa Zhao's lips, it was not a genuine smile; rather, it seemed like a forced one.
In addition, the barbecue I did a few days ago was too physically demanding, and my age is also a factor.
Even though Grandpa Zhao had rested for two or three days, he still looked very tired.
If we were to force them to open for business, that would be really unreasonable.
Director Zhang smiled and walked over to Grandpa Zhao with a friendly expression: "Grandpa Zhao, you've misunderstood. We're not here to persuade you to open your door to customers."
"You didn't come here to have me barbecue?" Grandpa Zhao scratched his head in confusion and asked, puzzled, "Then what do you want to do here?"
"Uncle Zhao."
Qin Zian greeted Uncle Zhao with a grin, his smile was incredibly bright.
However, that smile gave Grandpa Zhao goosebumps.
For no other reason than that Qin Zi'an had shown such an innocent smile when he borrowed the tricycle from him.
Grandpa Zhao didn't understand what kind of person Qin Zi'an was back then, and easily lent him his tricycle, almost exhausting himself in the process.
Now, if given a second chance, Grandpa Zhao would definitely not repeat the same mistake.
He's not the same old Uncle Zhao anymore; he's now the charcoal-grilled Uncle Zhao, and he certainly won't be fooled easily.
"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't call me, and don't smile at me..." Grandpa Zhao swallowed hard and said, feeling aggrieved, "It's creepy."
"Uncle Zhao, what are you saying? Am I that scary? At the end of the day, I'm just a young man. You've eaten more salt than I've eaten rice."
"Hey, hey, you can't say that. I could never beat you in my entire life when it comes to the tourists you brought me here on your tricycle."
After hearing Grandpa Zhao's sharp comments, everyone burst into laughter at his remarks.
The others in the group silently gave Grandpa Zhao a thumbs up in their hearts, after all, Qin Zian's tricks for creating drama were quite extraordinary.
This was something everyone had already deeply understood when they first met Qin Zi'an during his nighttime climb of Mount Tai.
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