Era: You're asked to cook a home-style dish, but you cook Wellington.

The next day, just as Gao Yang had predicted, police tape was put up in front of Su Jin Restaurant, and several police officers were drawing lines on the ground with chalk in their hands.

"Gao Yang, can we really achieve this performance target?"

Nangong Lian squatted on the ground, looking at everything in front of him, his face filled with unconcealed sorrow.

It's 12 o'clock now. In another hour and a half, lunch will be over. But so far, the three of them have not cooked any other meals besides the 300 meals ordered for the company.

One day is tolerable, but the problem is, who knows how long this situation will last?

As long as this cordon remains in place, they will not be able to host banquets.

Moreover, even if they were to be removed, their business would inevitably be affected. Which big shot would come to a restaurant where someone had died in front of them to eat?

Even if some people don't care, how much more revenue can that generate in a single day?

As news of the suicide spread, many students stood at the alley entrance, pointing and whispering inside.

Even some media outlets showed up here with cameras, blocking the entire alleyway and making it almost impossible for even the delivery drivers to leave.

The more Nangong Lian thought about it, the more suffocated he felt, his chest tightened, and his eyes reddened.

He admitted that part of the reason he initially agreed to partner with Gao Yang was because he was holding back his pride.

He just wanted to show his sister, and others, that he, Nangong Lian, was not someone to be looked down upon, and that he, Nangong Lian, could do what others could do.

After more than twenty days of training, his feelings for Sujin Restaurant were unmatched by anyone else.

He learned a lot here, honed his skills, and tempered his mind.

In just a short period of time, less than a month, others could clearly see that his demeanor was completely different from before.

But now?

Just when things were about to be completed, this happened, leaving a gap in the mission forever.

Whether it's a sense of accomplishment or his friendship with Gao Yang, whatever the reason, he absolutely cannot accept this.

Seeing her younger brother like this, Nangong Hong felt extremely distressed.

Although she was more rational than Nangong Lian, she was no less emotional than anyone else. Although she didn't say much, her heart was just as heavy.

With only six days left until the expiration of the performance-based agreement, it's far too short.

After something like this happens, let alone six days, even half a month, it will probably be difficult for business to improve. Everyone is wary of bloodshed.

"You'd better think of something quickly, or we're really doomed."

She looked at Gao Yang.

Gao Yang stood at the restaurant entrance, looking up at the opposite side of the alley.

Upon seeing that familiar face, even though he had lived two lives, a hint of murderous intent involuntarily crept into his eyes.

On the second floor opposite, the curtains that had been tightly drawn were now pulled open, revealing several foreign faces through the window.

Old Jack looked down at everything.

Starting this morning, he unusually stood by the window, carefully counting the number of delivery drivers.

Just as he had guessed, the number of delivery drivers had decreased significantly today after what happened last night.

"How did it go? Was it done?"

Old Jack asked David behind him.

David's eyes were also full of joy.

He slowly walked in, pulled a bottle of Coke from the Coke box in the corner, opened the cap, and gulped it down in one go.

"Haha, it's all done, Jack. I have to say, your trick really worked."

"Right now, all the universities in the surrounding area are talking about this. Our people keep sending back messages saying that they'll bring nearby students over this evening."

"Based on my guess, by tomorrow at the latest, all the students from the nearby universities will know about this, and this place will become the most congested spot. At that point, it will be impossible for anyone to come here to eat!"

David couldn't hide his smug smile.

"Great, this is the effect I wanted."

Old Jack turned around, his face revealing undisguised malice.

"Daniel, how's it going on your end?"

Daniel stepped forward, lit a cigar, and handed it to old Jack.

"Jack, I did as you said and let the nearby companies know about this. Now, all those companies are saying that the feng shui across the street is bad, and none of them want to go near this place."

"These Chinese people are so incredibly old-fashioned. They won't come if someone dies. They've really helped us a lot."

Daniel sat on the table with a smug look on his face, speaking casually as if he were discussing the weather.

"The lives of Chinese people are worthless. It is an honor for him to be able to help us accomplish such a thing."

"Let's leave it for the next couple of days. We'll find a scapegoat and throw him down the day after tomorrow."

Old Jack took a deep drag on his cigar, as if he wanted to release all the pent-up frustration of the past few days.

"Hahaha, great idea! This time, we'll make sure they can never recover!"

The foreigners around them kept laughing.

Their faces were full of schadenfreude.

What are Chinese people? As long as they and their families are not harmed, what does it matter if a few die?

It's not important, it's not important.

They laughed casually, completely unaware that a black bug, about the size of a button, was lying inside the Coca-Cola box.

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"Those beasts!"

Gao Yang and the other two huddled together, clearly hearing the conversation between Old Jack and his group.

Nangong Lian clenched his fist tightly and slammed it hard on the table.

The table made a loud "bang," startling the other two.

"Are you crazy?!"

Nangong Hong rolled her eyes and glanced at her younger brother with annoyance.

She was also furious.

These foreign devils treat human life like dirt; they are utterly lawless.

"No, I'm going to take this and report them!"

Nangong Lian stood up abruptly, practically spitting out the words through clenched teeth.

"Wait a minute, do you want the police to know we're doing something illegal?"

Gao Yang frowned slightly and grabbed Nangong Lian, who was walking out.

"Moreover, we don't have any concrete evidence right now. If you do this, it's like stirring up trouble. Not only will you fail to get any leverage over them, but you'll also implicate others."

"Have you forgotten that Su Wanqing gave us this listening equipment?"

Gao Yang looked stern and gestured for Nangong Lian to look at the police station outside.

Nangong Lian took a deep breath, his eyes swirling with emotion, his chest heaving violently.

After a long while, he suppressed his temper and asked.

"Is there any good way to do this?"

"Yes, those bastards said they're going to do it again the day after tomorrow, so we'll make our move then."

A cold smile slowly crept onto his lips.

"You like to play around, huh? Fine, this time I'll wipe you all out completely, or I'm not a Gao."