NIP Chapter 157 Have you never eaten?
Chapter 157 Have you never eaten?
Fifteen minutes ago.
Inside the black Mercedes-Benz at the corner of the old street.
The car window rolled down, and a cool, high-end car fragrance slowly wafted out.
Su Ang sat upright in the comfortable leather executive chair, his legs elegantly crossed, his fair fingers tapping lightly and rhythmically on the steering wheel, making a series of sounds.
"President Su, look, those two dilapidated wooden doors of 'Human Fireworks' are open."
The third brother, half-bent over the car window, squinted with bloodshot eyes and pointed to the distance, saying:
"There was a small group of clueless fans who all rushed in."
Su Ang didn't even lift his eyelids, only letting out a haughty, cold laugh.
"It's at its last gasp, don't bother with it."
We've already distributed hundreds of black gold cards across our thirteen chain stores; the "super bait" has completely captured most of our traffic.
Even if Chen Feng were to excel in his craft, without online traffic, his run-down restaurant would be nothing more than a stagnant, dry pond.
We are 100% confident of winning this game!
Su Ang closed his eyes with a relaxed expression, quietly enjoying the exquisite fragrance in the car.
But only five minutes later...
In the narrow alley of the old street, the situation took an extremely abrupt turn.
After finally getting through the long queue at Su Ang's store, the crowd was now eating free-range chicken inside.
A few people suddenly looked up and took a couple of deep sniffs at the intensely spicy aroma wafting through the air. Then, they frowned, looked at the free-range chicken in their bowls with some disdain, and began to move away with flickering eyes.
"President Su... something seems a bit off."
The third brother hastily wiped the sweat from his forehead, his voice lowering slightly:
"At our 'Extreme Flavor Space' store number one, there were three middle-of-the-road diners who had topped up their cards, but they didn't even finish their braised pork noodles. They threw away their cards and turned around to enter 'Human Fireworks'."
Su Ang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
He peered out through the crack in the car window and saw that more and more people were walking in that direction. Eventually, even a few dozen diners who had just received their black gold cards started to get restless.
They slammed their cards on the counter, shouting "Give us our money back! We're not eating here!" and then swarmed towards the dilapidated wooden door.
"Refund the card? Are they crazy?!"
Su Ang's voice carried a hint of grating anxiety.
He gently pinched the collar of his suit jacket, watching the long, bustling line outside his shop gradually shorten. An uncontrollable restlessness began to spread through his heart.
"Third Brother!! Third Brother, something terrible has happened!! A huge blunder has occurred!!"
Just then, the walkie-talkie in the third brother's pocket suddenly emitted a piercing dial tone, and the planning department manager's voice was urgent:
"Ah Hao... that Ah Hao who just received our appearance fee, a million-dollar food vlogger, was discovered to have disguised himself and sneaked into the neighboring 'Human Fireworks' restaurant to eat loach less than five minutes after his broadcast ended!!"
The screenshot has now been posted all over the internet by fans from the other side, and many people are shocked and upset!
"It wasn't just him! Ah Fei, Little Sweetie... those shameless bastards were all lured away by the aroma from Chen Feng's place and ran to 'Human Fireworks' to order those thirty-six yuan loaches!!"
"What did you say?!"
Su Ang sprang up from the leather seat with a "whoosh," his head slamming hard against the roof of the car with a crisp impact.
He snatched the phone from the third brother, and the enlarged screenshot on it showed Ah Hao, his butt sticking out, sweating profusely, sucking on a loach bone with his mouth dripping with oil—a grotesque sight, prominently displayed at number one on the internet's trending searches!
The comments section below has become a public execution ground for the Su Group.
The internet was flooded with sarcastic comments: "[Million-dollar food vloggers' bodies tell the truth. He took tens of thousands of yuan from that young master Su as a 'GG fee,' and the first thing he did after get off work was to pay 36 yuan to go next door for a stomach pump?! Brother Chen's stewed loach is truly divine, go for it!!]"
Su Ang trembled with rage, his handsome face contorted in anger as he pointed at his phone and roared furiously:
"Where's the legal department?! Let them sue!! Let those shameless bastards bankrupt me!!"
"Mr. Su..."
The third brother stood outside the car window, beads of cold sweat dripping down his forehead, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
"The legal department...the legal department just looked at it."
The contracts we signed with those bloggers only stipulated that they must promote our brand and say good things about us; there were no hard and fast rules prohibiting them from going to other people's homes to make purchases after get off work...
They have accomplished their mission.
"But this kind of contrasting behavior has such a terrible impact online that it's impossible to suppress it..."
"Are these a bunch of fat pigs who've never eaten?"
Su Ang laughed in exasperation, slamming his phone onto the watch face and pointing out the window at the dilapidated wooden door surrounded by people:
"The inescapable trap I spent money on didn't even last ten minutes before becoming Chen Feng's free kill!!"
Go tell these bastards that they won't get a single penny of the Su Group's resources from now on!
Su Ang laughed coldly like a madman in the carriage. His arrogance, which made him think he had everything under control, was now riddled with holes by the ridicule online.
However, the third brother, who was standing outside the car window, was frozen in place, his face pale.
Because at this point in time, the extremely rich and delicious food from the "human touch" area completely filled the interior of the black Mercedes-Benz.
"Slurp..."
The third brother listened to Su Ang's almost resentful sneer, his eyes fixed on the wooden door not far away, which was completely surrounded by a dense crowd of diners.
He had already been working through the night, and when he smelled that unreasonable, fresh meaty aroma, his throat involuntarily swallowed.
"Gulp."
A clear sound of swallowing saliva was particularly jarring in the somewhat quiet carriage.
Su Ang's cold laughter stopped abruptly.
He turned his head sharply, his eyes glaring at the third brother's face.
The third brother was startled and quickly covered his mouth tightly, not daring to breathe.
But whether it was Su Ang, who was completely agitated inside the carriage, or Lao San, who was secretly swallowing his saliva outside, it was all the same.
At this moment, they finally felt clearly in their hearts...
This impenetrable wall of defense, built with tens of millions of dollars in capital and a devastating organizational structure, has completely spiraled out of control at this juncture and is no longer within their grasp.