Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Chapter 1002 The First Customer

A moment later, Shi Jia handed a bowl of cold noodles to Li Ming.

"It smells so good!" Li Ming couldn't wait to take it and took a deep sniff. The aroma alone made his saliva secrete like crazy. If he had waited another second, his mouth would have been overflowing with saliva.

Li Ming picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a noodle, and immediately put it in his mouth.

The spicy, salty, and sweet flavors exploded in his mouth instantly. The next second, he bit into the noodles and, wow, they were actually quite chewy! He took another bite and chewed and chewed!
Sweet, sour, crisp, spicy, and chewy! Such a complex sensation bursts in the mouth and dances on the tip of the tongue, making Li Ming feel as if he were in a cool mountain stream, feeling comfortable from the inside out and cool from head to toe.

"Delicious!" Li Ming mumbled, giving Shi Jia a thumbs-up with his eyes shining brightly.

Shi Jia smiled; she had been smiling the whole time, but now she was very happy.

Li Ming wolfed down the cold noodles, feeling incredibly satisfied. He licked his lips, wanting more.

"Boss, another serving of cold noodles, I want some." Li Mingliang looked at Shi Jia with bright eyes, and the latter couldn't bear to look away. Only a little baby could make such an expression!
Everyone else, get out!
"Okay." Shi Jia maintained her smile and continued mixing the noodles for him.

"Hehe, boss, I'm so sorry I misunderstood you earlier." Li Ming was extremely embarrassed when he thought about his behavior. "These noodles are indeed handmade!"

"Only handmade noodles have this aroma, and the chewiness of the noodles can't be made by machines..." Li Ming is from the north, and he speaks about noodles with great expertise.

"By the way, boss, do you only sell cold noodles?" Li Ming looked the food cart up and down, then looked for the menu. Soon he saw today's menu on the ceiling of the food cart.

"Cold noodles, originally 18 yuan, now 15 yuan a serving; smashed cucumber, 10 yuan a serving, limited to 10 servings; rolled pancakes, 10 yuan a serving, limited to 10 servings." Li Ming read out the menu. "Boss, give me a serving of smashed cucumber. I'll try the rolled pancakes another day."

"it is good."

Li Ming paid the bill, feeling quite pleased with himself, and even more energized for working overtime that night. Then, he inadvertently met a pair of dark, bright eyes.

He caught his breath, hissing. "Y-hello, little friend," Li Ming forced a smile.

The little guy frowned, looking adorably distressed, and said, "Hello, Uncle." Although the uncle's smile wasn't exactly pleasant, he couldn't be impolite since the uncle had bought his mother's cold noodles.

Seeing the little guy's adorable appearance and hearing his soft, sweet voice, Li Ming's hardened heart instantly softened. "Boss, is this your son?"

"Yes, my son is very cute, isn't he?" Shi Jia couldn't help but show off.

Li Ming nodded vigorously, "Very cute, how old is she? Is she three?"

"Almost done." Shi Jia had already prepared the cold noodles and packed the cucumbers. "Look, it's ready."

"Thank you." Li Ming took the takeout box, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and turned back to smile at the little guy.
"Little friend, uncle is leaving now, goodbye."

The little guy stretched out his slightly thin paw, "Goodbye, Uncle!"

Li Ming returned to the company in a cheerful mood, only to bump into his boss, who had a gloomy expression. He didn't care. Was the boss unhappy? He was angry! There was no overtime pay for working overtime!
When Li Ming walked past him with a smile on his face, his boss immediately became angry. "Li Ming, where have you been during work hours!"

“Look, I didn’t eat lunch, let’s go buy some food,” Li Ming said. “I’ve been too tired these past few days and haven’t been able to eat. I’m worried I might suddenly die at the company.”

The boss got even angrier when he heard that. Who was he trying to sarcastically refer to?

"There have been quite a few news reports about employees dying suddenly these past few days. I wonder if Manager Han has been paying attention?" Li Ming smiled. "By the way, Manager Han, is there anything else? If not, I'll go back to work overtime."

Manager Han didn't say anything. Li Ming then turned and left.

When his colleagues in the office saw him return to his workstation, they all peeked at him. "Daming, you were so brave today!" The colleagues around him gave him a thumbs up.

"Yes, you've offended Lao Han. Be careful, he might make things difficult for you."

Li Ming waved his hand, "It's okay, I didn't do anything against company rules. Don't forget, our company's closing time is 6 pm, it's just that Lao Han wanted to stand up and forced us to leave at 7 pm, and recently we have to work overtime until 11 pm every day, and there is no overtime pay."

“If these were taken to labor arbitration, they’d win every time,” Li Ming said, furiously typing on his keyboard. His mind was sharp after a good meal, and troubleshooting was a breeze. Those around him nodded in agreement, but sighed. “Jobs are hard to find these days, and all companies are pretty much the same.” Clearly, they didn’t want to bother.

Li Ming didn't want to either, but for some reason he suddenly understood that he could tolerate the company's unfair treatment and exploitation, but he wouldn't allow himself to damage his health because of work.

Because he was worried that one day he might suddenly die at his workstation.

He doesn't want to die yet.

"Huh? Da Ming, how did you get here so fast?" Fang Zhengshan, who was standing next to him, was surprised when he saw the number of faults Li Ming had handled on the intranet.

"Maybe he was just happy after eating and drinking his fill." Li Ming was also somewhat surprised, as his talent was average. Today's speed was indeed the fastest in history.

"Ah, this—" Fang Zhengshan was at a loss for words. Who was he trying to fool? "So what did you eat that made you so happy?" Hmm, it was almost lunchtime, and his stomach was already growling.

Suddenly, he twitched his nose and his gaze fell precisely on the packing box on Li Ming's workstation. He reached out to take it.

"Snapped!"

Fang Zhengshan winced and withdrew his hand, looking at Li Ming in disbelief. "Why are you so nervous! I was just looking, I'm not going to eat your food."

"So you're happy just from eating this?" Fang Zhengshan was genuinely hungry when it came to food. "Aren't we still brothers? Let me have a taste!"

Li Ming put the takeout box aside and glared at Fang Zhengshan warily. "If you want to eat, go buy it yourself. It's a new cold noodle stall on the food street."

Thinking of the little guy, she added, "The stall owner also brought a child with him."

Fang Zhengshan was clearly not listening attentively. His nose twitched, and the sour and spicy smell became even stronger. "Daming, give me some food. Your brother can't take it anymore."

"No, go buy it yourself." Li Ming refused; he didn't even have enough to eat himself!

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhengshan checked the time; there were still twenty minutes until seven o'clock. "I can't take it anymore! Time to eat!" Fang Zhengshan picked up his phone and walked out of the company building.

Manager Han, who was sitting leisurely in his office, saw Fang Zhengshan and quickly called out to him, "Where are you going?"

"Hehe, Manager Han, I'm starving! I have to work overtime tonight!" Fang Zhengshan smiled ingratiatingly at Manager Han.

Manager Han frowned and looked Fang Zhengshan up and down. What he saw next was alarming: his face was pale with a bluish tinge, his eyes were dark-rimmed, and his lips were cracked, making him look like a vampire.

Manager Han couldn't help but shudder. "Hurry up! Half an hour!"

Fang Zhengshan was overjoyed and quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Manager Han."

Manager Han waved his hand, then suddenly remembered what Li Ming had said about sudden death, and felt inexplicably uneasy. He unconsciously walked towards the office area.

Inside the office area, the employees sat in front of their computers, their faces pale and their expressions numb. He could even sense a resentment emanating from them.

Manager Han felt a chill run down his spine and, without warning, bumped into a pillar.

"Ouch~"

All the employees looked at him at the same time. What should have been an ordinary scene terrified him, making him tremble all over. It was too, too bizarre.

"Manager Han? Are you alright?"

"Ah? It's nothing, it's nothing." Manager Han waved his hand, enduring the pain. "Ahem, it's almost lunchtime, everyone should go eat early today. You've all worked hard."

Everyone looked at each other in shock!