It's over there at the South Gate, let's go!
After delivering this order, I can go back to the Shanghai Library, pick up the orders there, and continue earning a little extra money!
Mao Yuanshan received the flyer for Xu's Fast Food Restaurant when he went out for lunch yesterday.
He had handed out flyers on the street during his college years, and knew that although the job looked easy, it wasn't actually that easy and didn't pay much. He casually took the flyer and stuffed it into his pocket.
At lunchtime, all the surrounding restaurants were packed. You were lucky to find an empty chair, let alone an empty table.
At each of the roadside food stalls, there were at least four or five people queuing up.
Mao Yuanshan had no choice but to find a restaurant that wasn't too crowded, place an order, and ask the owner to pack it up so he could take it back to the company to eat.
While waiting, I realized I'd been too busy this morning to charge my phone, and it only had 2% battery left. Now I couldn't use it at all.
Bored to the point of fidgeting with his fingers, he suddenly remembered the flyer he had just received, took it out of his pocket, and began to read it with great interest.
When he saw the words "Xu's Fast Food", he felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had heard them somewhere before, and probably more than once.
Then, looking at the other content on the flyer, Mao Yuanshan's expression turned strange when he saw the pictures on it.
He remembered!
Isn't this the shop that Awei was responsible for filming?
But every time Ah Wei came back from filming, he would complain about how the food at this restaurant was so-so and how the owner was so fierce. How could such a terrible restaurant have managed to make a living here?
Could it be that this shop is so bad that the food is terrible and the service is so bad that it can't keep doing business in the neighborhood, and they're planning to rip off people who don't know the situation?
At this moment, the food Mao Yuanshan ordered had been prepared and packed, and the waiter called him to pick it up.
His train of thought interrupted, he paid the bill, took his meal, stuffed the flyer back into his pocket, and headed to the company.
As he was about to return to the company, Mao Yuanshan saw an acquaintance, a designer from the company next door, whom he had met while slacking off downstairs.
He was carrying two bags containing four boxed lunches as he walked into the company.
Mao Yuanshan could clearly see the four large characters "Xu's Fast Food" printed on the outside of the lunchbox bag.
His questions resurfaced, and he quickly took two steps to stop the designer, asking, "How is the food at Xu's Fast Food? I just received their flyer at the door, and it looks pretty good."
“Great, our company has been ordering from this restaurant these days.”
The man enthusiastically showed Mao Yuanshan the dishes in the boxed lunch, commenting on each one as he looked at it.
After looking at all the food in the boxed lunch, two blazing flames ignited in Mao Yuanshan's eyes, and he walked firmly toward the company.
My little bread rolls! My Want Want snacks! My lollipops! My sugary soda! ...
How dare they so blatantly deceive our feelings!
Ah Wei, prepare to die!
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