After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

Behind the Dawei Hot Pot restaurant, in that dark and damp alley.

Zhang Dawei paced anxiously back and forth, cigarette butts littering the ground.

He listened to the commotion next door and looked at the deathly silence in his own shop, feeling restless and anxious.

"What happened? They've been inside for half an hour!"

Zhang Dawei glanced at his watch, sweating profusely with anxiety.

Finally, three familiar figures appeared at the entrance of the alley.

Zhang Dawei's eyes lit up, he threw away the cigarette he had just lit and strode forward to meet him.

"How did it go? Did it work? Was that kid cornered in the store and yelled at? Have the police arrived?"

Zhang Dawei asked expectantly, his face beaming with the satisfaction of impending revenge.

However, in the dim light of the streetlamp, he saw three faces that looked as dejected as if their fathers had died, and a leper clutching his wrist and baring his teeth.

Lai Zi lowered his head, not daring to look Zhang Dawei in the eye, and stammered:

"Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang, um... there was a little accident."

"An accident? What accident?" Zhang Dawei's heart skipped a beat, and his smile vanished instantly. "Were you discovered? Or did you fail to infiltrate?"

"I...I managed to sneak in," Lai Zi swallowed hard and said, forcing a smile.

"Did it go smoothly? Why didn't I hear any police sirens?"

"It didn't...it didn't work out."

"It didn't work out?!"

Zhang Dawei's voice instantly rose eight octaves, becoming as shrill as a chicken being strangled, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets:

"What did you guys do inside? Go shopping? You just took 20,000 yuan for nothing?!"

No...no.

The leper looked aggrieved, even smacking his lips with a hint of lingering satisfaction, and subconsciously said:

"Mainly because...that noodles were so delicious."

"Huh??" Zhang Dawei wondered if he had misheard, and froze on the spot.

"Really, Mr. Zhang, you haven't tasted it."

As if finding an excuse, the leper began gesturing wildly, trying to prove his innocence:

"That soup, that meat, it was amazing! Seriously! The three of us originally planned to just have a couple of bites and then move on, the smell was so good, it was irresistible... but... but we couldn't resist and ate it all."

"You ate it all?!"

Zhang Dawei felt his blood pressure soaring, his brain blood vessels throbbing, and his vision going black for a moment.

"You finished your food, couldn't you just order another bowl?! Are you pigs?! Did I give you money to eat?!"

"I ordered it!" Lai Zi felt even more aggrieved.

"But that shop has a rule: one bowl per person! They wouldn't sell it even if we offered them money! We tried to cause trouble, to force them to buy it, and... we almost got beaten up..."

"..."

Zhang Dawei stared wide-eyed at the three idiots in front of him, speechless for a long time.

He spent 30,000 yuan!

As a result, these three bastards not only failed to get things done, but also contributed nearly two thousand yuan to the company's revenue?!

Was this guy sent to cause trouble, or to serve as a food taster?!

"I...I'll fuck your grandpa!!!"

Zhang Dawei finally snapped.

He ripped off his leather shoes and, like a madman, hurled them at the three leper men.

"Give me my money back! You bunch of gluttons! Pig-brains! Eat, eat, eat! Eat yourselves to death!"

From the alley came Zhang Dawei's heart-wrenching roar, and the screams of Lai Zi and his gang as they fled in terror.

"Ouch! Stop hitting me! Boss Zhang! I've paid! I bought noodles!"

"roll!!!"

……

The screams in the alley gradually subsided. Zhang Dawei leaned against the oil-stained wall, panting heavily. The toes of his leather shoes were torn from kicking so hard.

Turning around, I saw that Lai Zi and his two good-for-nothings had already disappeared.

"Useless! All of you are useless!"

Zhang Dawei spat fiercely, his hands shaking so badly he couldn't even light a cigarette.

Not only did he fail to smear Lin Fan, he also made himself furious.

What made him even more desperate was the loud noise coming from next door.

He knew that if he didn't do something tonight, his "Dawei Hot Pot" would become a laughing stock on Phoenix Golden Street when the sun rose tomorrow.

"No... we absolutely cannot let this go."

Zhang Dawei threw away the lighter and stared gloomily at the dim streetlight at the alley entrance.

The words the leper had just said kept replaying in his mind—"It's so delicious," "I couldn't resist eating it all," "It's like I'm possessed."

These words were like a bolt of lightning, cleaving open Zhang Dawei's chaotic mind.

Wait... he wouldn't be...?!

As a veteran in the restaurant industry, he knows the ins and outs of this business all too well.

Even if a bowl of noodles were made with the flesh of a deity, it would be impossible for three thugs with ulterior motives who came to cause trouble with money to forget their mission while eating it!

unless……

"Contraband!"

Zhang Dawei slapped his thigh suddenly, his eyes gleaming with wild joy.

"I knew it! How could a kid who started out at a roadside stall possibly make such an addictive flavor? He must have added poppy shells! Or one of those new chemical flavorings! Or even that..."

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed, and the more excited he became.

These days, it's not uncommon for unscrupulous businesses to add "opium shells" to soup in order to attract repeat customers.

The fact that Lin Fan's restaurant is so popular is bizarre, and that customers are eating so enthusiastically, perfectly matches the characteristics of "drug addiction"!

"Fine! Lin Fan! I only wanted to give you a rat to disgust you, but I didn't expect you to be so greedy!"

Zhang Dawei grinned maliciously, pulled out his phone from his pocket, and quickly scrolled through his contacts, finally stopping at a number labeled "Food and Drug Administration - Section Chief Liu".

This was the network of connections he had built up during his time in the underworld, and it was one of the reasons he dared to act so arrogantly on Jin Street.

"Hey? Section Chief Liu? Oh, it's me, Dawei!"

As soon as the call connected, Zhang Dawei's voice instantly became incredibly obsequious, and he began with warm small talk.

"I haven't dared to bother you lately. I heard you were busy with inspections recently, you must have been exhausted! You must take good care of yourself, our area can't do without you!"

After a few polite words, he immediately changed the subject, his tone suddenly becoming serious and urgent.

"Section Chief Liu, I have something important to tell you. I have to file a formal complaint today! It's about that noodle shop that just opened next to my shop on Phoenix Golden Street, the one called 'Lin's Shop'!"

"I strongly suspect they illegally added poppy shells to the soup, and maybe even more dangerous contraband! I have a real feeling about it. You didn't see it, but those diners were like they were possessed after eating, wanting more and more. That irresistible craving was just weird!"

"Seriously, Section Chief, please bring your men over here immediately to investigate! This is a genuine case endangering public safety. If you investigate and catch them, it will be a huge achievement!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Dawei's confident smile returned.

A dead rat won't kill you?

Then let the state apparatus destroy you!

As soon as the food and drug administration officials arrive, regardless of whether they find anything, just the fact that they've labeled the business and shut it down for ten days to half a month will wipe out the newly established popularity!

Moreover, he firmly believed that Lin Fan's soup was definitely not clean!