An hour later, Wu Xiaoyu came out of the Longhe Town bus station, stretched his lazy body, and began to stroll around the town.
He first circled around Juxian Inn, seeing the discount sign still hanging outside but with only a few customers inside, he couldn't help but laugh.
Chen Zhaofeng was standing at the door, trying to attract customers, but seeing Wu Xiaoyu's disdainful sneer made him even more furious, though he was helpless.
Having painstakingly managed his business for over a dozen years, he couldn't believe he was outdone by a restaurant that had just opened. Besides his anger, he couldn't help but wonder if he was getting old and couldn't keep up with the younger generation.
Seeing the decline in Chen Zhaofeng's business, Wu Xiaoyu felt satisfied and headed to Jiji. As soon as he entered the bustling place, he noticed that it was already packed with people.
