Zhu Neng had been living quite a carefree life recently.

Ever since he was chosen by Shang Wen Dong to help set up this Imperial Medical Restaurant, he not only felt that his life had reached its peak, but he also became quite arrogant in front of the female university student he was supporting.

Over the past few days, Zhu Neng had been worn out and feeling sore all over, yet the female student was tireless, always coming up with various tactics to please him daily.

Zhu Neng was very satisfied with this lifestyle, but he knew that to keep it going, he would have to do something substantial.

Right now, he neither had the formula for the Qiqiao Linglong noodles nor had he brought down Jixiang Noodle House. If they were suppressed by Jixiang Noodle House after opening, Zhu Neng did not believe that Shang Wen Dong would invest more money in him.

However, Huang Mao's gang had been loitering around Jixiang Noodle House every day, leaving them no opportunity to act.

"Old Zhu, it's not necessary to target Jixiang Noodle House directly," said the man in sunglasses standing behind Zhu Neng, who was sent by Shang Wen Dong.

Zhu Neng didn't know his real name, only that he was called Azhong.

"Brother Zhong, you make it sound easy, but if we don't deal with Jixiang Noodle House, what else can we do?" Zhu Neng knew that Azhong was sent by Shang Wen Dong to assist him. Though he appeared to follow Zhu Neng's orders, Zhu Neng also understood that Azhong was likely there to monitor him.

Therefore, he didn't dare to be impolite to Azhong.

Azhong just sneered, "Old Zhu, the boss recognizes your cooking skills with medicinal food and has entrusted you with such an important task because he wants to cultivate you, turning you from a chef into a boss. If you can't even handle this, the boss will definitely be disappointed."

As he spoke, Azhong patted Zhu Neng on the shoulder, "The boss only asked me to assist you. Once you figure out how to bring down Jixiang Noodle House, let me know."

Azhong said no more and turned to leave.

Zhu Neng's eyes flickered, deep in thought.

Just then, someone knocked on the door and entered, "Boss, there's someone from Shanghu Live claiming to be the person in charge here to see you."

"Shanghu Live? What's that?" Zhu Neng seldom used his phone and naturally didn't know about Shanghu Live. He waved his hand impatiently, "I'm too busy right now, send them away."

"Don't be so quick, Boss Zhu, I'm here to talk business." To Zhu Neng's surprise, before the messenger could turn around, Shang Shufang had already come in on his own.

Shang Shufang was indeed efficient. He had agreed with Ye Guichen and had come to the Imperial Medical Restaurant to see if the owner was in, intending to settle the matter today.

"My name is Shang Shufang, boss of Shanghu Live. Nice to meet you!" Shang Shufang extended his hand proactively.

"Shang Shufang?" Zhu Neng did not shake his hand but frowned, curious why this guy happened to have the surname Shang as well.

It was a rare surname.

But the thought only flashed by, Zhu Neng didn't pay it any mind, "What is it?"

"Boss Zhu, I want to take over your shop, name your price." Shang Shufang got straight to the point without any beating around the bush.

He believed there was nothing that couldn't be solved with money.

If it couldn't be solved, it just meant the money wasn't enough yet.

Zhu Neng was taken aback, lit a cigarette, and looked at Shang Shufang with interest, "Young man, you want to open a medicinal food restaurant too?"

Shang Shufang nodded, "That's right, Boss Zhu, could you let it go?"

"Sure, three billion," Zhu Neng didn't hold back and extended three fingers.

The investment in his shop was only a few million; if he could sell it for three billion, he'd make a huge profit.

Shang Shufang hadn't expected Zhu Neng to come up with such a sky-high price. In his view, even a top-notch medicinal food restaurant would be worth at most tens of millions, "Boss Zhu, I am genuinely here to do business with you, but that kind of price shows no sincerity."

"Haha, young man, you're not old enough for this game. Three billion, if you want my shop, not a cent less," Zhu Neng was still counting on Shang Wen Dong's support, so he couldn't let go of the shop that easily, "If you can't agree, please leave."

Shang Shufang opened his mouth, realizing the other party had no intention to negotiate, "Fine, Boss Zhu, I'll think it over." He cupped his hands and left.

Shang Shufang could shell out three billion, but he wouldn't just waste it.

Although deciding to trust Ye Guichen, Shang Shufang hadn't investigated the industry himself, making him a bit hesitant.

Actually, this visit was mainly to gauge Zhu Neng's intentions.

He planned to have someone do the calculations afterward. If it turned out profitable, he wouldn't mind investing more.

Watching Shang Shufang leave, Zhu Neng sneered, "Huh, a greenhorn thinks he can open a medicinal food restaurant? He's biting off more than he can chew."

Not taking Shang Shufang seriously, he ordered someone nearby, "Keep a 24-hour watch on Jixiang Noodle House, I refuse to believe we can't find any faults."

"Understood." The person responded quickly.

Jixiang Noodle House was bustling until after seven in the evening when the crowd finally thinned out.

A lot of people came today, but according to Ye Guichen's rules, most of them didn't get to eat the Qiqiao Linglong noodles, only the regular noodles.

Even so, today's revenue was explosive.

"Mr. Ye, I never thought business could be this good," Li Xiaoqin said excitedly, clutching her apron, "I feel like we have too few shops now. Had I known it'd be this popular, it would have been fine to acquire ten or eight shops."

Zhao Erdan rolled his eyes, "Your appetite is really huge. We haven't even figured out one shop, and you already want ten."

Li Xiaoqin smiled sheepishly, "Old Zhao, look what you're saying. I'm just speaking on a whim because Mr. Ye is here."

Ye Guichen was sitting opposite her.

He had underestimated the effect of the live streaming ad.

Upon further thought, with the vast audience of live streaming platforms, if he could collaborate with Shang Shufang, their business could surely thrive.

"Sis, Old Zhao, no need to rush. We'll take our time," Ye Guichen smiled, looking up at their conversation.

"Exactly, no need to hurry, step by step," Zhao Erdan immediately agreed. He now believed in Ye Guichen one hundred percent. Even if Ye Guichen said that aliens would invade Earth tomorrow, Zhao Erdan would immediately buy tools to fight aliens.

Huang Mao chimed in, "Boss, your live stream was so impressive. If we get a celebrity to promote us, the business would get even better."

"A celebrity?" Li Xiaoqin, now comfortable around Huang Mao, asked, "Huang Mao, what celebrity?"

"Hehe, Sis, I heard that top celebrity Chu Tiange is in Yun City recently. If we can get her to have a bowl of our noodles, the effect would be phenomenal," Huang Mao's idea was indeed sharp, despite his lack of education.

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