Pan Jianye hurriedly entered the store and called to his son, Pan Zilin.
"Zilin, come out and greet our guests! We have very important guests today!"
Pan Zilin walked out of the store with a puzzled look on his face. What kind of distinguished guest could make his father so excited?
When he came out and saw that it was Zhou Yang.
His face showed surprise, followed by a look of wild joy.
"Mr. Zhou, you've arrived!"
Pan Jianye laughed heartily at Pan Zilin.
"Alright, alright, calm down. Go get the loudspeaker from the store."
Pan Zilin quickly replied with a sigh.
He rushed into the store and took out the loudspeaker.
He handed it to Pan Jianye, who then shouted loudly into the microphone.
"Dear neighbors and fellow villagers!"
"Today, Mr. Zhou Yang, the founder of the 'sky-high priced instant noodles,' has come to our Pan Family Noodle Restaurant!"
"If you want to eat authentic 'sky-high priced instant noodles,' come and line up in front of our Pan Family Noodle Shop!"
Pan Jianye's voice was full of energy.
Hearing the commotion, the regular customers of Pan's Noodle Shop came out of the shop one after another, looking at Pan Jianye with puzzled expressions.
"Old Pan, what are you doing?"
"'Exorbitantly priced instant noodles'? You mean those instant noodles that cost eighty yuan a bowl?"
"Really? Old Pan, you're not kidding us!"
"What is this? Am I out of touch? I've never heard of it before."
...
The customers were buzzing with discussion, clearly skeptical of Pan Jianye's words.
Zhou Yang, on the other hand, stood outside Pan's Noodle Shop, confident and composed.
Right now, a good show is about to begin.
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