Wang Miao: "..."
She watched helplessly as they finished off the rest of the noodles, feeling incredibly frustrated.
"No! I want to eat more!"
Wang Miao gritted his teeth, turned around, and ran to the back of the group.
But when she saw the long line of at least forty or fifty people, she instantly lost her nerve.
When will we get a turn?
Today, Zhou Yang's performance was at its peak as soon as he set up his stall.
Before noon, all the instant noodles were sold out!
Those diners who didn't get to eat noodles weren't disappointed; they were simply "taken over" by Pan Jianye and his son.
Pan's noodle shop was packed, bustling with activity and lively conversation.
Pan Jianye and his son were all smiles, busy as bees.
Seeing Zhou Yang begin to pack up his stall, Wang Miao quickly ran over and eagerly helped wipe the tables and move chairs.
Where was the trace of her previous arrogance in that expression?
"Um... your name is Zhou Yang, right? Your cooking skills are amazing!"
While wiping the table, Wang Miao secretly glanced at Zhou Yang, a blush creeping onto her pretty face.
Zhou Yang chuckled inwardly; this person's face changed so quickly!
He glanced at Wang Miao sideways, teasing her deliberately: "What, now you don't suspect me of adding 'technology'?"
"Oh dear, they just... didn't know the situation!"
Wang Miao bit her full lower lip a little shyly, "It was my fault, don't be angry!"
She looks quite cute.
Zhou Yang thought to himself, however, he would not be easily seduced by beauty.
"Speak up, there's no reason for your kindness to come out of nowhere. What exactly do you want?"
Zhou Yang crossed his arms, giving him an expression that said, "I saw right through you."
Wang Miao, having his thoughts exposed by Zhou Yang, stopped trying to hide anything and went straight to the point: "Zhou Yang, can you sell me this instant noodle recipe? I'll offer a million! I'll buy it outright!"
"You can continue selling instant noodles, but you can't sell this recipe to anyone else!"
One million? A buyout? This guy's got quite the appetite!
Zhou Yang thought to himself, but slowly shook his head.
"The price is too low."
"Too low?"
Wang Miao was dumbfounded. "One million for a instant noodle recipe is considered low?"
However, thinking about how delicious the instant noodles were, she gave in.
"Okay, then tell me, how much would you be willing to sell?"
Zhou Yang held up a finger and waved it in front of Wang Miao's eyes.
"Ten million."
"Ten million?!"
Wang Miao exclaimed in surprise, so loudly that it drew the attention of the diners queuing around her.
"You're robbing me! Your instant noodles may taste good, but ten million... why don't you just pin me to the ground and rob me!"
Is this guy desperate for money?!
Upon hearing this, the diners all widened their eyes.
Ten million for an instant noodle recipe?!
Zhou Yang, however, remained nonchalant and shrugged.
"Buying and selling is free; it's a matter of who's willing to take the bait! If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to buy it."
After saying that, he pushed the cart and made a move to leave.
Wang Miao panicked, grabbed the handle of the car, and shouted urgently, "Hey, hey, don't go! Let's talk about it again!"
"There's no need to discuss it anymore."
Zhou Yang's attitude was firm: "I'm a man of my word. What I say is like water spilled, and I will never go back on my word! No matter how much you pester me, it won't make a difference."
"Well...can I at least leave my contact information?"
Wang Miao compromised, "I...I'll go back and think it over carefully, and then I'll give you an answer, okay?"
She looked at Zhou Yang with pleading eyes.
Zhou Yang glanced at her and shook his head: "No need for that trouble. I'll be back here tomorrow to set up my stall. Like I said, no bargaining!"
After saying that, he pushed the cart and walked away without looking back.
"Wow! This boss is so arrogant! He spent ten million on a ramen recipe, who does he think he is?"
"Exactly! They refuse to haggle? They really think they're something special!"
"I think he's just obsessed with money!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, these days, there are all kinds of people..."
Those diners who hadn't left yet, eagerly waiting to catch another glimpse of Zhou Yang's instant noodles, immediately erupted in a frenzy.
Some people think Zhou Yang is asking for an exorbitant amount and is overestimating his abilities.
Some people think he's disrespectful to beautiful women and arrogant.
Zhou Yang ignored the comments and leisurely pushed his cart away.
Wang Miao stood there, watching Zhou Yang's departing figure, feeling incredibly conflicted.
Ten million!
This is no small sum!
Although she is one of the shareholders of the five-star hotel, it still hurts her to spend so much money at once.
But what if the hotel had to pay for it...?
She had to rack her brains to persuade those stubborn old men.
Those guys are all as cunning as monkeys; they're faster than anyone else at making money.
But getting money out of their pockets is harder than climbing to heaven!
Ahhh!
So annoying!
Wang Miao scratched her hair in frustration, feeling like she was about to go crazy.
...
On the last day, Zhou Yang set up his stall again.
Unlike the previous days, there were even more people in front of Pan's Noodle Shop today; it was practically a sea of people.
The noodle shop was packed with people, all craning their necks to look outside while eating their noodles.
Pan Jianye and his son Pan Zilin were overjoyed and quickly hired two workers, their faces practically wrinkled with smiles.
Upon seeing Zhou Yang, they immediately greeted him warmly, helped him push his cart, and even forced a whole carton of cigarettes into his hand.
"Brother Zhou, you are truly a great benefactor to our family! If it weren't for you, our noodle shop would probably have closed down long ago!"
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