Why!
Liu Qing sighed and said, "You're really stupid. I told you to be careful, but you didn't take it seriously at all. I'm speechless!"
"Cousin, I was wrong. Can you tell me what to do now?" Liu Liang asked anxiously.
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, then a voice said, "There's nothing I can do. You're on your own."
Just as Liu Liang was about to speak, he heard the phone beep beep beep as it hung up.
"this......"
The moment he hung up the phone, his feelings changed drastically, from confusion to struggle, and finally to anger.
Liu Liang suddenly remembered what Liu Qing had said a few days ago.
"Don't worry, cousin. As long as I can make money, I'll definitely treat you well!"
Looking back now, I realize how foolish I was; I got scammed and then had to clean up their mess...
Liu Liang grew angrier the more he thought about it, so he simply stopped taking on customers and gave up entirely.
Back home.
He rushed into the room, wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned on the air conditioner, lay down on the bed, and started playing chess.
"Hey, what's going on? Are AI opponents this good now?"
He played three games of chess in a row, and lost all of them.
Liu Liang wasn't in the mood to play anymore, so he simply turned on a short video app.
After liking more than a dozen beautiful women's posts, I suddenly came across Yu Hui's account, and it was that clarification video.
He was startled and immediately sat up.
"Holy crap, this isn't me in the photo?"
Even though his face was blurred, Liu Liang still recognized him at a glance.
He clicked into the comments section, and one of the top comments was from a netizen named Xiye:
“I know this man. He’s from the same village as me. He’s 34 years old and has no job, no wife, and no car.”
Liu Qing's heart was pounding wildly.
The information this person provided perfectly matched my own, so they must have guessed my identity.
Most importantly, all the comments below this post are critical of him.
Liu Liang became increasingly panicked as he looked at the screen, feeling a tightness in his chest that made it hard to breathe.
He just wanted to earn some extra money, he never expected things to turn out this way...
A shift in perspective.
Yu Hui gripped the wok handle tightly, stirring constantly.
The gaze fell upon his face; his eyes were deep, his nose was high and straight, his lips were smiling, and his features were clearly defined. He seemed to be radiating light.
all of a sudden.
The girls who lined up to buy food went even crazier.
"Ahhh—so handsome!"
"As expected, cooking is the best form of cosmetic surgery a man can do. I love it!"
"Waaaaah, I can't take my eyes off it!"
"From today onwards, Mr. Yu is my idol!"
more than this.
While discussing it, they secretly took photos of the afterglow.
......
As Yu Hui was diligently cooking, a sweet female voice reached his ears.
"Boss, can I add you on WeChat?"
He looked up and saw a tall woman with long, flowing hair, wearing a black tight-fitting short skirt, tight stockings, and over-the-knee boots.
"Um?"
Before Yu Hui could react, he heard the woman say again:
"Add me on WeChat, then I can pre-order on WeChat so you can cook it in advance and I won't have to wait in such a long line!"
Yu Hui thought what she said made a lot of sense, so he gave her his WeChat ID.
Three hours later.
After cooking the last customer's spicy chicken, Yu Hui could finally rest.
He was drenched in sweat, his entire short-sleeved shirt was soaked through.
"Boss, it's wet..." Ye Yiqiu muttered softly.
"What's wet?" Yu Hui was a little confused.
"Your clothes are soaked. Do you want to go back to the dorm and change?" Ye Yiqiu's voice was a little louder.
Yu Hui let out a long sigh and lay down on the cool chair to enjoy the breeze.
"No need. Even if I change my clothes, I'll be soaked when the guests come in the afternoon."
Pan Tiezhu frowned and said, "Brother, you can't do this. Your clothes are soaked and then you're exposed to the cold wind. You'll easily catch a cold."
Before anyone knew it, Ye Qian had also walked over to the side.
She chimed in, "That's right, you have to take responsibility for your own body. Don't think that just because you're young you won't get sick."
Yu Hui grew a little impatient and asked them what to do.
Pan Tiezhu looked at the girls sitting around eating and smiled.
"Brother, why don't you hang your shirt out to dry for a while?"
"You mean you want me to take my shirt off?"
After a two-second pause, Yu Hui quickly shook his head. "No way, what kind of terrible idea is this?"
He firmly opposed it, but could not withstand Pan Tiezhu's relentless attacks.
Moreover...
He knew in his heart that this was indeed for his own good.
I don't know what happened.
Yu Hui agreed on a whim.
Pan Tiezhu hung his shirt out to dry in the sun. Yu Hui didn't think much of it, wiped his sweat, and lay down on the cool chair.
Not long after I lay down, I heard a "chirping" sound.
"What's going on?"
He turned his head and saw that the female tourists around him were looking at him with ill intent and whispering among themselves.
"Eight-pack abs, such smooth muscle curves, I love them!"
"My goodness, this stall owner has such a great figure?"
"Looks slim in clothes, muscular when undressed, and tastes amazing when cooking—isn't that the dream of 900 million girls?"
"Never mind, I'm just going to rush in blindly. Love is something you have to fight for!"
Seeing this, Yu Hui was startled and quickly hugged himself tightly, muttering to himself:
"I feel like a helpless little rabbit being slaughtered..."
He felt very uncomfortable being stared at and tossed and turned several times without being able to fall asleep.
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