America's Greatest Villain: I Defeat Magic with Magic

Chen Yuan was eventually kicked out of the office by Huang Fugui.

After all, in Mr. Huang's eyes, trying to acquire this fairly well-run restaurant for just $1 was simply taking advantage of a crisis and a pipe dream.

Even though Chen Yuan had analyzed the pros and cons of the matter clearly, Boss Huang still held onto a sliver of hope.

What if the so-called food poisoning is just a misdiagnosis? Or what if Attorney Walker simply cannot provide strong evidence to prove that the food poisoning is related to Rongdingge's fried chicken?

As for the near-expiry ingredients, they had already been moved to a refrigerated truck in the back alley, and not a single piece of meat was left in the restaurant's kitchen.

Without this physical evidence, Chen Yuan and the forces behind him will have no way to use the FDA (Food and Drug Administration) to blackmail him!

As for getting Su Nian to give false testimony, that's easy to resolve, since Chen Yuan only has the recording.

If she were to turn around and threaten to report Su Nian for working illegally, she would never have the courage to testify in court!

Thinking of this, Huang Fugui hurriedly went to the back door of the restaurant. Seeing that the refrigerated truck was still parked safely in the same spot, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Chen Yuan was unaware that the near-expiry ingredients had been moved to the truck. As long as he waited until late at night and quietly disposed of everything in the truck, Chen Yuan would no longer pose any threat.

Huang Fugui wanted to drive the car away right now, but he had already made an appointment with a well-known lawyer in the Chinese community, and the lawyer wouldn't wait for him.

Left with no other choice, I locked the refrigerated truck and hurriedly left the restaurant.

On the other side, Chen Yuan returned to the front hall and found that Su Nian and Hu Dan had changed into casual clothes, seemingly planning to leave.

Chen Yuan wasn't surprised. After all, Huang Fugui intended to pin the "poisoning" blame on Su Nian. Once Su Nian signed that "confession agreement," she would probably have to spend several years in federal prison.

This is no longer simply "bad," but the ultimate "evil."

Therefore, as long as Huang Fugui remains the owner of this restaurant, Su Nian cannot continue to stay there.

However, to Chen Yuan's surprise, Hu Dan was actually willing to stand with Su Nian through thick and thin.

After all, it was already a huge burden for Hu Dan's family to support her to attend an ordinary university in the United States, which is why she risked deportation to work illegally at Rongding Pavilion.

If Hu Dan were to resign along with Su Nian, it wouldn't be easy for her to find a suitable job in Los Angeles.

Seemingly sensing Chen Yuan's worry, Hu Dan smiled and said with ease:

"Brother Chen, don't worry, we've already thought it through. It seems that the Snow King Milk Tea shop is hiring. Su Nian's reputation as the 'Fried Chicken Beauty' is so great, so changing her to the 'Milk Tea Beauty' should be fine too, right?"

Su Nian, who was standing to the side, immediately blushed and quickly said:

"Those are just rumors spread by netizens, so please don't laugh at me."

Seeing that Su Nian seemed to have calmed down a bit, Chen Yuan said calmly:

"You haven't even been paid this month's wages yet, it would be such a waste for you to leave like this. Why don't you go home and rest for a couple of days? Maybe then Boss Huang will be begging you to come back and apologize to you."

Before Su Nian could answer, Hu Dan said resentfully:

"Even if that kind of heartless boss knelt down and begged us for a raise, we would never come back!"

Due to Su Nian and Hu Dan's departure, Rongding Pavilion's business was quite dismal that day, with only one-third of the usual number of customers and a dismal turnover.

After all, the customers during this period were mainly attracted by Su Nian's snack stall.

Without the "$1 fried chicken" gimmick, the average cost of around $50 makes it daunting for many.

Therefore, even though Chen Yuan was the only waiter left in the front hall, he was much more relaxed than usual.

Chen Yuan even took the time to check on the refrigerated truck parked in the back alley.

It seems Huang Fugui had no idea that all the near-expiry ingredients were in the refrigerated truck.

Chen Yuan originally planned to find a way to move the car and the goods away after nightfall.

Although doing so may cause some unnecessary trouble, in order to completely cut off Huang Fugui's escape route, this evidence must not remain in the hands of the other party.

Before they knew it, it was 8 p.m., and Huang Fugui was still nowhere to be seen. The restaurant closed on time, as usual.

Just as Chen Yuan locked the glass doors of the restaurant, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure on the street corner.

Upon closer inspection, wasn't that Jamal, the black guy who had caused trouble at the window earlier?

Judging from the kid's furtive and peek-a-boo manner, he's probably planning to sneak in through the back door after the restaurant closes and do some free shopping.

Most likely, he was resentful after being threatened in public by Chen Yuan last time and wanted to come back for revenge, while also trying to make some extra money.

After all, for these low-level street thugs, face is more important than anything else.

Seeing Jamal loitering around nearby, Chen Yuan had an even more perfect plan in mind.

Before Jamal could notice him, he quickly made his way around to the back door of Rongding Pavilion via the side firebreak alley.

The refrigerated truck loaded with near-expiry frozen goods remained quietly parked in the open space in front of the gate.

Chen Yuan approached the car door, looked around to make sure no one was there, and then quickly pulled out a multi-functional Swiss Army knife from his pocket, which he usually used to open bottles.

This is a somewhat old used Ford refrigerated truck. The doors are not equipped with modern electronic anti-theft systems; they still use the most traditional mechanical pin tumbler locks.

It might be difficult for an ordinary person, but for Chen Yuan, who has already mastered the "Basic Theft Mastery," opening the lock is not a difficult task.

General Chen Yuan inserted the pick of his sword into the keyhole, relying on the extremely subtle mechanical engagement sensation transmitted through his fingertips, and with just a slight flick of his wrist.

"Click".

It only took two or three seconds, accompanied by a crisp metallic click, for the tightly closed car door to be easily pulled open.

He nimbly climbed into the driver's seat and skillfully removed the plastic cover from the ignition switch area below the steering wheel.

A tangled mess of wires was exposed to the air. Relying on the theft knowledge granted by the system, Chen Yuan accurately picked out two fuses, one red and one blue.

Then use a knife to strip the insulation off the two wires and gently rub them together.

"Whoosh—Boom!"

With a flash of sparks, the diesel engine of the old refrigerated truck immediately emitted a deep starting roar, and the instrument panel lit up instantly.

Having done all this, Chen Yuan quietly left the driver's seat, leaving the car door half-closed, and then hid in a dark corner of a nearby wall.

The diesel engine of a refrigerated truck is quite loud when idling; you can hear it from a distance.

Sure enough, less than a minute later, Jamal, who had been loitering on the front street looking for an opportunity to make a phone call, was attracted by the sound and appeared in the back alley.

He immediately noticed the refrigerated truck that was already running but empty, and his expression turned to surprise.

Jamal cautiously looked around to make sure no one was nearby before he mustered up the courage to approach the front of the car.

When he peered over and saw the two wires under the steering wheel that had been violently pulled out and spliced ​​together, a look of sudden realization immediately appeared on his face.

Most likely, it was some unlucky fellow thief who was startled by the sudden footsteps while stealing a car, and ran away without even leaving the car behind!

Jamal smiled smugly as he looked at the "Rongdingge Restaurant" sign printed on the side of the car.

God bless me! Today I can not only get revenge on that damn waiter, but I'll also get a refrigerated truck full of goods for free! Selling this on the black market in the East District will be a huge windfall!

Then, without hesitation, he climbed into the cab of the truck.

He then skillfully shifted into gear and slammed on the gas.

Accompanied by a pungent exhaust fumes, Huang Fugui's near-expiry ingredients disappeared into the night along with the truck.

After that, Chen Yuan took out his phone and dialed a number.

After a long while, a voice with a strong Eastern European accent came through the receiver:

"Chen Yuan? I'm very busy right now!"

"Ivanov, it's good that you're still alive!" Chen Yuan laughed. "Just now, a thug from the Blood Hand Gang stole the refrigerated truck from my shop. He should be one of Daryl's men, named Jabar."

"Daryl's men? Damn it, I should have told them not to go to your shop. What's in that car?"

"I have a bunch of meat products that are nearing their expiration date, and I'm hoping to find a place to hide them."

"Okay, I'll have someone find a warehouse."

Ivanov visibly relaxed upon hearing that the refrigerated truck contained only a pile of worthless frozen meat. He didn't inquire about the purpose of the frozen meat, as long as it wasn't contraband.

Seeing that Ivanov agreed so readily, Chen Yuan added:

"Oh, and I also hope to find a lawyer who is smart and has no bottom line."