It was only eight o'clock in the evening, which was the busiest time of the resort's central street. Group B, which had a bleak business during the day, now had only about half of the empty seats in the restaurant occupied.

Zheng Baiqing was standing at the front desk, calculating the current accumulated turnover. The result finally made her smile a little. She thought that she could continue to take advantage of the good customer flow in the central street to increase the turnover.

If it were a few days ago, the only opponent Group B had to compete with was Group C, but now it is different.

There is one more group A, and the restaurant of group A has also been "opened".

Zheng Baiqing tried to find out the situation of Group A, and glanced vaguely at the barrage of comments floating on the small screen that was monitoring the live broadcast nearby.

She knew that the audience of her group's live broadcast room liked to visit the live broadcast room of Group A next door, and then they would chat about various "information" about Group A in the public screen area.

Before Zheng Baiqing could see clearly, she caught a glimpse of a large group of tourists pouring out of the alley outside the transparent glass of the restaurant, with a little regret on their faces.

Zheng Baiqing leaned over and eavesdropped.

——It turned out that the store in the alley was closed and all the rice balls were sold out.

Zheng Baiqing was gloating. Originally, she was a little worried, because if the restaurants in Group A continued on this trend, it would be difficult to guarantee that Group A's turnover would not become a huge threat.

Now the store closes at eight o'clock.

The time when their daily sales revenue for restaurants B and C grow fastest is in the evening when the central street has the highest customer flow.

It seems that the cooperation between Group A and the three resort owners is not very good. They were given such a small amount of food and they didn’t even know how to send more.

At least they could hold out until nine o'clock. But then again, they were businessmen after all, and they would never do business at a loss. They just gave them a few small cakes, and didn't expect them to give them much food.

I heard...the rice balls in Group A only cost NT$29.9 each, which is not even as much as the cheapest dessert on the menu of Group C's restaurant. And now they are forced to close so early.

Zheng Baiqing's fear was instantly reduced, and she changed from quietly inquiring about the situation of Group A in the live broadcast room to starting to inquire about Group C. -At this time.

The 'Forced to Close' duo were strolling leisurely in the resort.

After politely declining the offers from three cake business owners who wanted to send an additional batch of ingredients, Sheng Yuan put away her phone, looked up at the young man's dark eyes, and shrugged.

Three minutes before closing time, Sheng Yuan asked the accompanying PD and photographer to go back without any further ado. The accompanying PD and photographer now completely obeyed Sheng Yuan's words.

The words "little cake please feed me" were just missing from being written on their faces. After getting the advance coupons for three little cakes, the two lackeys quickly left with the machine.

Walk to the entertainment street.

As soon as the door of the restaurant in the alley opened, Sheng Yuan returned the stall permit. She saw that many tourists gathered in front of the empty small cake stall. There was no stall. Wait, they seemed to be queuing up to take photos and check in...

I don't know who put up a sign in front of the stall that read 'The original place where delicious little cakes were produced', encouraging everyone to take photos as a souvenir. Wow, it's become a tourist attraction.

Sheng Yuan: “…” What’s so good about this?

This was 100% done by the resort management. The people in the management office have very strange ways of thinking.

"Shi Yan, shall we play that?"

There were people coming and going around, it was bustling and noisy. Sheng Yuan looked around and found that there was also a sniper game stall in the resort.

"Let's go, we are rich now." The money from selling rice balls today.

Sheng Yuan pointed at the doll at the top of the exchange area and asked directly: "Well, how many bullets do you need to hit to exchange it?"

The boss smiled knowingly, as if he was used to the girls coming to patronize the doll and asking, "Oh, this one is a bit difficult, you need to hit 150 shots."

Sheng Yuan was calm: "Yes, it's a package of 150 bullets."

The boss paused. He said it was very difficult. If one wanted to take down the doll, most people would choose a package with more than 150 bullets, because no one could be 100% sure that they would hit the doll with exactly 150 bullets.

At this time, the boss did not realize the seriousness of the problem and joked: "The girl is very confident."

Sheng Yuan curled her lips and said nothing.

Just as she was about to pick up a toy gun, a bony hand appeared in her sight and took away the toy gun that she had her eyes on.

"I'll hit you." These two words came out in a low, magnetic voice.

"Okay." Sheng Yuan's almond-shaped eyes curved.

The boss smiled knowingly again: "Okay, you can let the boys play. Usually in this kind of game, boys have a higher accuracy rate than girls."

The boss didn't doubt him at all and still advised: "Are you sure you want the 150-round package? I suggest you change it to one with more bullets. It's actually more cost-effective."

"It would be a loss to buy more after this package is used up."

Shi Yan's finger was on the trigger, and he lowered his eyes slightly. His long eyelashes cast a silhouette on his eyelids, making his eyes look cold and indifferent. His pretty thin lips slightly parted:

"No." That's enough, just right.

The moment the sound fell, the first rubber bullet was fired from the muzzle of the toy gun, and one of the colorful balloons stuck to the wall panel exploded.

Game stall owner: “!”

The sound of the balloons exploding did not stop, one after another, and the time interval between the sound and the noise was extremely short.

There was no time for the game stand owner to react from the first shot's "Fuck, it must have been a fluke!" to "Fuck, fuck!" to "Fuck, what a good aim!" "Fuck, it's so accurate!" "Fuck, why did he shoot without aiming!"

The doll at the top of his exchange area was taken away.

The game stand owner kept a dumbfounded expression on his face. When he handed the beautifully packaged doll to Shi Yan, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "You are a professional player!!"

Unexpectedly, 150 rounds of bullets were just right! Shi Yan replied calmly and coldly with two words: "No."

After saying that, he turned around.

At the shooting game stall, the highest prizes in the redemption area are, without exception, beautiful and exquisite dolls.

His eyes were filled with furry things, and a beautiful teddy bear was handed to him.

"For you."

(End of this chapter)