The end of the world: I am linked to a mobile lottery store

Chapter 605 Signature
Lu Li turned around and waved to the customer in front of her, saying, "No need, you can queue up." This time her tone was slightly firmer.

The customers in front of them realized what was going on and stopped insisting, obediently queuing up, but occasionally glancing back at Luli.

The customers behind her were still trying to strike up a conversation with Lu Li, "Boss Lu, are you here to buy sizzling tofu too?"

Lu Li felt that this sentence sounded strangely familiar. If she wasn't here to buy sizzling tofu, why would she be queuing up here?

Are you bored?

So she nodded with a serious expression, thinking that if she did that, fewer people would talk to her.
But she clearly underestimated these social beef customers. "What a coincidence, me too! Are you going to buy the large or small portion later?"

"A large portion..." Lu Li replied somewhat perfunctorily.

We're all adults, so why can't we see through other people's subtext?
She doesn't really want to talk right now, especially to unfamiliar strangers; it always feels like she's on a business trip.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Lu, I'm also buying the large portion. How's the sizzling tofu?" the customer asked, a bit of a chatterbox.

At this moment, the customer behind Lu Li also noticed her presence, but this customer was not so arrogant.

He didn't speak, just stared at Lu Li for a while, and finally managed to say, "Ms. Lu, could you sign your name for me?"

"Huh?" Lu Li was genuinely stunned when she heard this.

Autograph? Is she some big star? Why is she doing this autograph thing?

Not only was Lu Li stunned, but the previous customer from the company was also stunned. How come he hadn't thought of this!
Previously, someone on the "Human Social Network" offered a large sum of money for unreleased photos of Lu Li and her autograph.

It can sell for a lot of money.

Even if you don't sell them, it's still very prestigious to keep them as a personal treasure.

Now she'll have plenty of material to brag about, because Lu Li hasn't even taken a photo with a customer or signed an autograph yet.

Oh dear, how did this person get there first!

Customers of Sheniu are regretting their purchase!

Meeting customer requests to the best of our ability is something that Luli and all the shop owners have emphasized to each other.

One should not be arrogant or disregard customers just because one's shop is unique in China or even the world.

Lu Li asked, "Okay, did you bring paper and pen?"

The customer seemed to have been prepared, and immediately took out paper and pen from his pocket upon hearing this.

The paper was still a bit wrinkled, it was unclear how long it had been tucked in the customer's pocket, but the customer treated it like a treasure, unfolding it carefully.

That pen, too, looks very old; the printing and lettering on it have almost completely worn off, making it impossible to tell what it originally looked like.

Lu Li wanted to laugh, but she held it in. Laughing at this moment could easily be misinterpreted as sarcasm.

A customer approached with paper and pen, and Lu Li accepted them with a professional smile.

But the paper was too thin, and she was afraid that if she put it on her hand to sign, the pen would pierce it. She turned around in place, but couldn't find a suitable spot.

Remembering that there seemed to be notebooks in the space, I randomly picked one out and used it as a pad under the paper.

For some reason, as soon as she lowered her head to sign autographs, a number of customers gathered around her.

Some people even stopped queuing for the sizzling tofu and focused solely on getting her autograph.

If Lu Li hadn't come to the pre-apocalyptic world, she would have felt panicked and helpless facing so many eyes on her.

But after these past few months, facing all sorts of different gazes every day, she has become used to it.

She continued signing, but the pen left only a smooth indentation on the paper, without any color.

Huh? The emperor's signature?

Lu Li subconsciously flicked her pen, then continued signing, but the result was the same.

She looked up at the customer who wanted an autograph, her eyes conveying a clear meaning.

The customer smiled awkwardly, took the pen, breathed on the nib, shook it, and tried it in his palm, but still nothing.

Lu Li guessed that the ink had dried up because it hadn't been used for too long, or the pen nib was broken; in any case, it couldn't write anymore. She thought the autograph incident was over, and she wanted to go back to her RV; she didn't even want to eat the sizzling tofu anymore.

But to my surprise, the customer pulled out another pen, which looked a little newer than the first one.

Just a little.

Fortunately, this one works.

Otherwise, Lu Li wasn't sure if he would keep taking out his pen.

A bold, flamboyant signature appeared on the paper, though at first glance, the characters "Lu Li" were not clearly visible.

But if you look closely, you can still recognize it.

Lu Li even practiced writing her name in the civilized era, just so it would look better when she wrote it.

The customer happily accepted it, carefully folded it, and put it back in his pocket; he was determined to treasure it!

Lu Li smiled, broke away from the group, and said, "I'm not eating sizzling tofu anymore!"
Just as he was about to turn and leave, the customer from the restaurant called out again from behind, "Boss Lu, could you sign your autograph for me too?"

Lu Li stopped in her tracks and firmly shook her head in refusal.

The customer wanted to say something more, but when he met Lu Li's determined gaze, he swallowed his words.

Lu Li sighed. She was afraid that once she opened this door, everyone would swarm to ask her for autographs.

She's not an idol who can survive on fans.

She loves signing things, and if she doesn't want to sign, she refuses, and nobody dares to say anything.

Lu Li turned back to the RV and could still hear the customer from the company saying to the customer who got the autograph, "You're lucky, kid. How many crystal cores are you planning to sell?"

She paused, shook her head, and said nothing.

Since it's been signed, it belongs to someone else, and they can do whatever they want with it.

But she still doesn't want to see that happen; without demand, there is no market.

She just didn't understand why someone would buy a worthless signature. It's neither food nor drink. Shouldn't people in the apocalypse value practical resources more?
This question lingered until dinner, when she naturally brought it up.

Luo Mu glanced at her. "Huh? Boss Lu? Don't you usually go online quite often?"

"Yeah... what's wrong?" Lu Li felt inexplicably guilty.

"Then why didn't you see so many posts online offering huge sums of money for your autograph?" Luo Mu asked, puzzled.

Lu Li: "Huh?"

She usually plays games on her personal computer, and recently she's become obsessed with Plants vs. Zombies Hybrid Edition, which she even had the system find for her.

I spent a significant portion of my time browsing the "human social scene," trying to offer large sums for autographs and photos, but I didn't find anything.

I haven't been watching enough. I watch Luo Mu a lot more; I watch him all day long when I have nothing to do.

Share any fun or interesting gossip you come across with them, or forward it directly to the group.

She... usually doesn't look at them.

Unless the headline is sensational.

Even Lian Zongxia and Sheng Xian, who don't use the internet much, raised their hands.

Zong Xia said, "I've seen it too, and the price is quite high."

Sheng Xian nodded, "Yes, he shared it with me."

Lu Li asked in confusion, "Why have I never seen posts like this before? By the way, the price is quite high, how high?"

“There are over a hundred crystal cores,” Shen Bing said.

He paid special attention to Boss Lu's information. In his personal computer's "Human Social Space," every time he swiped, he saw a Lu Li, and every time he swiped, he saw another Lu Li, without repeating any.