Return To 1998

At almost 10 o'clock in the morning, a black Ford car slowly drove into the Chase Food Street.

Why is the speed so slow?

Of course it is because there are too many vehicles and pedestrians on the Chase Food Street at this time.

The driver drove in full attention. In the back seat of the car, Cao Fujun leaned on the back of the seat by himself, the window glass on the right hand side was lowered to the bottom, his right hand was on the car window, and a cigarette was held between his fingers.

Cao Fujun's eyebrows seemed to be covered with sorrow, half-squinted at the pedestrian outside the car window, not very focused.

He has been in a bad mood recently.

Although his Spice Hotpot City's business is still the same as in the past, he still makes a lot of money every day, but... his brother is going to be sentenced and is currently in detention. Can Cao Fujun be happy?

Besides, although his wife Xing Yufei was not implicated, Cao Fubing did not drag her into the water, but...

Since that day, in order to protect herself, Cao Fujun told her not to pour dirty water on him and drew a clear line with her, there has been a serious rift in the relationship between their husband and wife.

Originally it was nothing.

If she was also detained and faced sentence, as long as she did not involve him, Cao Fujun, that would be a wise choice.

But……

She is safe, things are different.

There is such a big rift in the relationship between their husband and wife, but they still sleep together every day. What is it like?

The same bed with different dreams, looks close and divorced.

In the past few days, Cao Fujun felt uncomfortable as long as he stayed with her.

He had a dream last night and even dreamed that he had become a Wuhan University. In the dream, Xing Yufei brought a bowl of soup medicine and said to him with a look of concern: "Da Lang, drink the medicine!"

Waking up in the nightmare at midnight, he sat up in shock, his hands shaking with fright in a cold sweat.

horrible!

too frightening.

The person who sleeps with him every day, once he can't trust him, even the other person hates him 80% of the time. That feeling is terrible.

Because of that dream, he hadn't slept well after midnight last night. At this time, sitting in the car, he was a little dizzy, and his energy was not as good as usual.

He knew that his relationship with Xing Yufei could not go back to the past.

He was already thinking about finding a chance to divorce her?

Still find a small one outside, and try not to go home to sleep in the future.

"Beauty! Beauty! Want to eat hot pot? Our shop opened on the first day today. You can take this leaflet to spend, and you can get a 20% discount! Beauty, look at it!"

At this moment, a woman's voice came from outside the car window.

As soon as the word "hot pot" entered Cao Fujun's ears, his distracted attention instantly focused, and his eyes also subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

In the next second, he saw a young woman with a red ribbon on her body, with a line of golden characters printed on the ribbon-Ximen Yipin Hot Pot Restaurant.

He saw the woman handing a leaflet to another woman on the street.

Upon seeing this, Cao Fujun frowned.

Subconsciously glanced at other directions nearby.

There is no habit of filming on car glass these days, so the line of sight inside and outside the car is not isolated.

He casually turned his head and looked at the scenes on both sides of the car windows, and saw six or seven men and women wearing the same ribbons, handing flyers to pedestrians on the street with a smile, all saying something.

So many people are here to promote and attract customers?

Isn't it such an exaggeration to attract customers in ancient brothels?

Cao Fujun's face changed slightly.

This is the entrance to the Datong Food Street. Almost every tourist who comes to this street will pass through here. So Ximen Yipin Hotpot has sent so many people to block it here to spread leaflets and do activities. How many guests have to take away?

Cao Fujun frowned.

When the car arrived at the gate of Lamei Hotpot City, after Cao Fujun got off the car, he subconsciously glanced at the Ximen Yipin Hotpot Restaurant diagonally opposite.

At a glance, I saw the red carpet spreading from the top to the bottom of the outdoor staircase.

And the two rows of flower baskets placed at the top of the stairs.

At this time, before 10 o'clock in the morning, there were already twos and threes of guests who were greeted upstairs by the cheongsam beauties standing in front of the flower basket.

Standing at his position, through the window glass on the second floor, he could see the lobby of Ximen Yipin Hotpot Restaurant, with several guests sitting at the dining table by the window.

Cao Fujun's face became more ugly.

Companion is an enemy. This is a well-known saying in the past. Their two hot pot restaurants are so close, and the business of the opposite shop is good, the business of his hot pot city will inevitably be affected.

This is also the main reason why he wanted to deal with Ximen Yipin Hotpot Restaurant before.

Stopping in front of the store for a while, and silently watching the situation of the store diagonally across from him for a while, Cao Fujun turned sullenly and walked into the Spice Hotpot City.

As soon as he entered the door, he noticed that there were only two or three tables of guests in the lobby of his shop.

Although it has not reached 10 o'clock, it is not the peak time for lunch, but at this time, there are at least seven or eight tables of guests in the lobby of his shop.

But today there are only two or three tables of guests.

Is this affected?

Cao Fujun blacked his face upstairs.

The upper floor was empty, and there was no table of guests.

This was in his expectation.

In order to create a popular atmosphere in the store, the waiters will consciously arrange the position of the first floor lobby next to the window for the customers who come to the store every day, so that the passers-by on the street outside feel that the business in this store is good and continuous To attract new customers.

But even if there is a high probability that there will be no guests on the second floor at this time, Cao Fujun's mood is still worse when he really sees the empty space on the second floor.

This hot pot restaurant is where he has worked for many years and is his cornucopia.

If the business here plummeted, his loss would be immeasurable.

...

At half past ten.

In the office on the second floor of Spice Hot Pot City.

Standing by the window, Cao Fujun squinted at the Ximen No.1 Hot Pot Restaurant, still frowning.

Because he saw the crowds in the Ximen Yipin hot pot restaurant opened on the first day of today, he stood here and watched for a long time, but he didn't even see an empty table in the opposite hall.

Not only was there no empty table in the hall~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he also saw the people in line, who had lined up from the door on the second floor, along the stairs to the downstairs.

He raised his arm subconsciously and glanced at the time on his watch.

It's just 10 o'clock, has such a high popularity on the first day of opening?

Cao Fujun frowned and looked at it for a while, then sighed, left the window, walked to the door and opened the office door. Outside the door is the second floor of Hotpot City. At this time, there are four or five tables of guests.

But it's really much worse than usual.

He gritted his teeth secretly, walked out of the office, closed the door and walked to the top of the stairs.

When I went downstairs, there were only seven or eight tables in the lobby on the first floor.

...

Opposite Ximen Yipin Hot Pot Restaurant.

Xu Tongdao stood smoking a short distance downstairs. Vice President Yang Fengyun stood beside him with a smile at the corner of his mouth. He whispered to Xu Tongdao, "Mr. Xu, you see, these queues, although most of them are from us. Arranged, but doesn’t it look very attractive? You see, two more people were attracted to line up."