"Boss, give me a plate of fried rice." Zhou Hengguang went straight to Zhou Hengyang and sat down. He looked at what his Big brother was eating and frowned in disgust. He realized that there was nothing else but fried rice.
"Got it!" Finally, there was a new customer. The boss was overjoyed. "Do you want eggs?"
"Yes!"
"Alright!" The boss happily went to make fried rice. It didn't take long for him to discover that his business was back.
The customers who had been hiding had all come.
Zhou Hengguang took a handkerchief and placed it on the table, which did not look clean. After putting it on the table, he knocked on it with his finger and said proudly, "Big brother, look. No one dares to come and eat when you sit here. But I'm different. When I came, everyone was not afraid anymore."
Zhou Hengyang put down his chopsticks and sneered. "That's because you're more hypocritical than me."
