Reborn in 1985: From Selling Braised Duck to Becoming the World's Richest Man

And this farce ends here; it hasn't reached its climax yet.

Just as Liang Juan was eating sunflower seeds and watching the commotion, the Song siblings also appeared in the market.

When they saw a large number of customers gathered in front of their roast meat shop, and the place was bustling with noise, they all showed a smug look on their faces.

"Sister, do you see? It's only 11 a.m., and our roast meat shop is already packed with customers."

Song Qiang spoke first, saying smugly to Song Mei:

"It seems that our Hong Kong-style roast meat shop's business is going to reach new heights today."

Upon hearing Song Qiang's words, Song Mei nodded and said:

“Our Hong Kong-style roast meat business has been making over a thousand dollars these past few days. When I told your brother-in-law about it, he was very satisfied.”

“This amount of money may not be much for him, but as long as our Hong Kong-style roast meat shop gains a good reputation, opening chain stores will bring in a continuous stream of wealth.”

The two siblings became more and more excited as they talked, wishing they could make a fortune and become millionaires immediately.

But when they arrived at the roast meat shop, they discovered that it wasn't like that at all.

There wasn't a single roast meat on the shop window.

Meanwhile, the employees of the roast meat shop were arguing with the customers, creating quite a lively atmosphere.

"What's going on? Why are you arguing all of a sudden?"

Upon seeing this, Song Qiang frowned, squeezed to the front of the shop, and asked.

The employees at the roast meat shop were startled when they saw their boss arrive.

After all, there wasn't a single roast meat in the roast meat shop at that moment.

If the boss really investigates, they will all be fined.

Immediately, a shrewd employee, taking the initiative, pointed at the customers and said:

"Boss, we originally opened the door to prepare roast meats and then sell them."

“But these people came up and started cursing at us, saying that our roast meat shop was slow to make and that our business would go out of business sooner or later.”

This employee downplayed their responsibilities, absolving themselves of all blame and shifting the responsibility onto the customer.

When these words reached Song Qiang and Song Mei's ears, they certainly had a different meaning.

Upon hearing someone curse his shop, which was destined to go bankrupt, Song Qiang immediately flew into a rage.

"Whoever cursed our shop to go out of business is outrageous!"

"If you can't afford roast meat, then don't buy it. Get out of here and stop interfering with our business."

Song Qiang was a local thug who spoke crudely.

In the blink of an eye, he uttered a lot of nasty words.

The customers' faces turned ugly when they heard Song Qiang's words.

Especially some customers who didn't participate in the argument at first, seeing that the owner of this roast meat shop was so rude and spoke so unpleasantly, also looked unhappy.

"How can you talk like that, boss?"

"We came to buy roast meat, and it's already 11 o'clock, and your shop still hasn't made any. Are you making us wait for nothing? Can't we even ask you a few questions?"

"At first we thought it was because your store's employees were unprofessional, but now it seems it's all because you, the boss, spoiled them!"

Several customers couldn't help but speak up.

Upon hearing this, Song Qiang's face immediately turned ugly, and he started cursing: "Damn it, you dare to say I have no manners? You have manners, you have manners, then don't buy our roast meat!"

"You're so greedy, yet you still want to buy our roast meats. Isn't that just asking for trouble?"

Song Qiang's words completely offended all the customers present.

"Damn it, who the hell are you calling a jerk?"

"You speak so rudely, fuck your mother, do you know anything about running a Hong Kong-style roast meat shop?"

"Let's smash up his shop and see how arrogant he can be then!"

"That's right, smash up his shop, let's see where his arrogance comes from."

The customers present were stirred up by a few words and their tempers flared.

He rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards the Hong Kong-style roast meat shop.

"What do you think you're doing? You uncultured bastards, dare to mess with my shop?"

When Song Qiang saw that the customers were about to take action, he shouted.

These customers were already furious, and Song Qiang's provocation only made them more enraged, so they immediately started smashing up the roast meat shop.

Liang Juan, who was standing in front of Liang Hei Ya shop, stared wide-eyed at the sight, her face full of surprise.

What surprised her was not the customers vandalizing the roast meat shop, but the suspicious figure standing in the crowd.

And that figure looked very similar to her nephew Liang Ming!

Those inflammatory words just now seemed to have come from that figure.

After stirring things up, the man turned and left.

Meanwhile, the roast meat shop had been stormed in by customers and was being vandalized.

Liang Juan only saw tables, benches, and kitchen utensils being thrown out.

In no time at all, the Hong Kong-style roast meat shop was smashed into a complete mess.

"Damn it, you're damaging our property! I'm calling the police to have you arrested!"

When Song Qiang saw that his shop had been smashed to pieces, even if it was renovated, it would take more than half a month before he could start work.

The direct economic losses are even more difficult to quantify.

At least, all the money I earned in the past few days has been lost.

During the scuffle with customers, Song Qiang and several employees also suffered some scrapes and bruises, all of them with black eyes and swollen faces.

Song Qiang also had to pay the employee's medical expenses in advance.

"This Song Qiang is really stupid. At a time like this, he still says such things. With so many people around, if he wants to arrest someone, he needs to know who is who first."

In front of Liang Hei Ya shop, a figure appeared next to Liang Juan. It was none other than Liang Ming, who had somehow come from somewhere around the corner.

"Xiaoming, was that...?"

When Liang Juan saw Liang Ming, her face lit up with joy, and she prepared to ask him questions.

Before she could finish speaking, Liang Ming gestured for her to be quiet and smiled meaningfully.

After noticing Liang Ming's movement, Liang Juan realized what was happening and quickly corrected herself:

"Xiaoming, when did you arrive? Don't you have to work today?"

Liang Ming said with a smile, "I was thinking of going to Xiangmanlou Restaurant to see my wife, and I happened to pass by your Liang Black Duck Shop, so I stopped by to see how your business is doing."

"I never expected to run into such a good show. These Song siblings really don't know how to do business."

The employees of Liang Hei Ya Shop also saw Liang Ming arrive and came out to greet him, while also finding a moment to watch the show.

Hearing Liang Ming's words, they all nodded in agreement.

During this period, the business of the Hong Kong-style roast meat shop has been outpacing their braised duck shop, and as employees of the braised duck shop, they are also very indignant.

Now, I've finally gotten my revenge.

As they were talking, the customers realized they had caused trouble after smashing the items and ran away.

The Song siblings immediately called the police.

When the nearest police officers arrived, they frowned upon seeing the mess of the Hong Kong-style roast meats scattered all over the floor and asked:

"What's going on here?"

If their superiors find out about such vandalism in their jurisdiction, they will be punished.