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Yun Fu Ji's business is getting better and better, and the impact on its peers is not small.

In fact, in addition to Xu Ji, many dim sum shops have complained about this, but the taste is good and the price is cheap, and there are Yun Fu Ji's waiters everywhere on the street. You can buy it by just opening the door and saying hello. It can be said that they have blocked the channel for competition among peers in all directions.

So early one morning, when Cao Huanchun was busy distributing snacks to the salesmen, a large group of aggressive people came.

The one leading the group was Xu Ping. Behind him, in addition to seven or eight shop owners from various dim sum shops, there was also a large group of waiters, totaling dozens of people.

Cao Huanchun has taken over Yunfu Ji for more than a year. Although he is not familiar with his colleagues, he has met each other before, especially Xu Ping, the owner of Xu Ji.

Yunfu Ji and Xu Ji are the closest, so it’s hard not to know each other.

"Where is your boss? Call your boss out."

"Yes, call your boss out."

This group of people relied on their numbers and talked to each other in an arrogant manner, almost making Cao Huanchun's nose crooked.

Just when Lao Cao was about to lose his temper, Ling Chuan stepped forward and said, "My name is Ling Chuan. I wonder if you have any advice for me?"

Xu Ping was standing at the front, intending to show his power as soon as he came up, but when he saw a man with missing arms and legs behind Ling Chuan, staring at him with sinister eyes, the hairs on his body stood up.

He immediately felt that he had made a mistake. A local rich man is one thing, but being able to make it to the capital city was also something he could count as. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not suffer a loss in front of him, and it is not easy to be the first to stick his head out.

So he softened his tone and said, "I am Xu Ping, the owner of Xu's Dim Sum Shop on Xi'anmen Street. These people are all in the same business. I heard that Yunfuji has been doing business in an unruly way recently, so I came to ask for your advice."

Although Ling Chuan didn't know these people, he guessed that they were here to cause trouble. However, he had experienced this kind of thing many times, and his style of fighting has always been to retreat in order to advance.

"So we are colleagues." Ling Chuan smiled and bowed to everyone. "I have been in Beijing for a short time and have wanted to visit you all, but I was afraid it would be too abrupt. I am honored to have you all come to visit me today. Please come in."

Cao Huanchun was stunned and was about to say something, but was stopped by Ling Chuan's eyes: "Old Cao, tell someone to pour a few cups of tea."

Xu Ping and his group of seven followed Ling Chuan into a room at the back of the shop. This place was a study room, and Ling Chuan used it as a study room. A desk separated Ling Chuan from the others, and there were only two chairs in front of the desk.

Ling Chuan gave a slightly apologetic smile: "I'm so sorry, our shop is still a little shabby, please forgive me for my negligence."

He said sorry but sat down unceremoniously. Then the seven shopkeepers looked at the two chairs and felt awkward.

There are two chairs for seven people. Who should sit and who should not?

But Xu Ping had already sat down, and the eyes of the others were immediately focused on him.

Xu Ping suddenly felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. After hesitating for a moment, he stood up. At the same time, he was alert, wondering if the young man in front of him was doing it intentionally or unintentionally.

Such a simple move almost alienated us and others.

He simply pulled the chair away: "Manager Ling, we are here today..."

Before Xu Ping finished speaking, Ling Chuan raised his hand and gestured to stop him: "The old man just now is the shopkeeper. If you don't mind, you can call me Master Ling."

As the saying goes, the first push is the best, the second is weaker and the third is completely exhausted. After being tormented by Ling Chuan, the momentum of Xu Ping and others was almost exhausted.

Several people exchanged glances, and finally Xu Ping spoke up: "Since Master Ling is new here, it is understandable that he doesn't understand some of the rules. In this case, let's talk to Master Ling about the rules of the capital."

These words were considered very impolite, but after going through so much trouble, they no longer had any momentum when said again.

However, Ling Chuan did not underestimate Xu Ping because, firstly, he was able to motivate so many dim sum shop owners, and secondly, his provocation did not work.

The two chairs in front of the desk were equivalent to the two peaches to kill three warriors game, but he easily cracked it.

"I have just been in Beijing for a short time, so I really don't know what the rules are in Beijing. If I have offended you, please forgive me."

As the saying goes, you should not hit a smiling person. With Ling Chuan's attitude, Xu Ping could not lose his temper even if he was angry. "Since Master Ling is so reasonable, I won't say anything. But when it comes to business, everyone has their own territory. Master Ling can open a shop in a place like San Tiao Xiang. It must be not the first time for him to do business. You must have heard that destroying someone's wealth is like killing their parents. Master Ling, please leave us a way out."

Ling Chuan pretended to be enlightened: "So that's how it is. I came to the capital because I wanted to do something to reassure my elders at home, so I used some tricks. To be honest, I used very expensive ingredients in this idea. I have been losing money these days to gain publicity. Don't worry, everyone, in three days at most, the price of my snacks will go up."

Several shopkeepers looked at each other in bewilderment. Ling Chuan's words revealed a lot of information.

Firstly, this Mr. Ling has some background. Secondly, the sweet taste of the snack is indeed due to a secret recipe. As for the expensive ingredients and the fact that he is losing money to gain publicity, people were unable to judge its authenticity for a while.

But no matter what, the business of these people has been greatly affected. He actually said that it would take three days. In another three days, will they still be able to do their business?

So after exchanging glances, Xu Ping spoke again: "Master Ling, this is the rule. What you said has nothing to do with us. However, since Master Ling is reasonable, we will not pursue the losses caused to us before. However, Master Ling must remove the hawkers on the street from tomorrow and raise the price. What do you think, Master Ling?"

Looking at Xu Ping's round face approaching, Ling Chuan wanted to slap him. If you try this on me, I'll kill you.

"Of course I should. Don't worry, everyone. The cost of my dim sum is not low, and the rent of this shop in San Tiao Xiang is not cheap either. I can't afford to lose any more money."

"Mr. Ling is very considerate. I apologize for my intrusive visit today. I will host a banquet to apologize to you later."

"How dare I? It was my eagerness for quick success that broke the rules. I should be the one to host the banquet to make amends."

The atmosphere in the room instantly became harmonious. Everyone exchanged some polite words before saying goodbye and leaving. Ling Chuan personally saw them off to the door of the shop.

After everyone left, Ling Chuan asked Cao Huanchun next to him: "What is the origin of this Xu Ji?"