King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

"But how did he do it? Yesterday their store's customer traffic was just average, but today they attracted everyone there!"

Old Shen frowned, pondering how the other party had accomplished this magnificent reversal.

Old Xu also pondered, because this couldn't go on. Ye Lan was drawing away all the foot traffic, so what were they going to do?

Rents in Shanghai are already ridiculously high, and in a high-traffic commercial building like this, it's inevitable that the place will eventually become a place where people can't make ends meet.

"Do you think this phenomenon might be caused by those benches at the entrance?" Old Shen said, pointing to the entrance of Ye Lan's shop.

They're playing a game like spot the difference from when they were kids.

The layout of milk tea shops is generally similar, and several shops look almost the same. The only difference is the chairs placed at the entrance.

"Really? Just because of a few chairs?" Old Xu was somewhat unconvinced.

But Old Shen displayed an unusual confidence, puffing out his chest and wagging his tail high in the air.

"You don't know this, do you? A popular shop must have attentive service. Look at our shop, when there are many customers, we can only stand. Look at other shops, the customers are all sitting. Just from the service, the difference is obvious."

Old Xu thought about it and agreed that it made sense. "Then I'll go buy a few chairs and put them in front of the shop, hoping to attract some customers."

"I didn't earn a single penny after the New Year, and I even lost a lot of money. What kind of situation is this?"

Old Xu sighed. The milk tea industry was already tough enough, and now this "King of Rolls" has come along, truly demonstrating what it means to have money hard to earn and life difficult to endure.

"You don't need to buy a particularly nice chair, just a regular plastic stool, the same as theirs will do."

The two returned to their respective shops and instructed their staff to hurry up and make purchases.

The commercial building already had a department store, and when the manager learned that the visitors wanted to buy a large quantity of plastic chairs, he grinned from ear to ear.

The main problem is that this product is not selling well; basically no one is buying it, and there's a huge pile of it in the warehouse.

Now that kind people are helping me clear out my inventory, why not take advantage of it?

The manager was also afraid that these suckers would back out, so he immediately sent people to move all the plastic stools that had been gathering dust in the warehouse for several years out.

Soon, a batch of chairs in different colors appeared in front of the two shops.

Old Shen placed his hands in front of his chest, his face beaming with pride, as if he were a trendsetter of that era, standing at the forefront of the tide.

And with the appearance of the chairs, some customers actually walked towards his shop.

Witnessing this scene, Old Shen's lips curled up slightly, and his smile gradually became distorted.

"It really was because of the chairs. Now that we have chairs in our store, customers will definitely keep coming in."

At this moment, Old Shen wished he could burst into song, "Money, money, money from all directions!"

To his surprise, the passerby stopped in front of the shop, then bent down, picked up a stool from the ground, walked straight to the entrance of the milk tea shop across the street, and sat down.

This scene left Old Shen dumbfounded.

But what shocked him even more was what happened next: more and more passersby gathered around and deliberately moved the chair away.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer chairs in front of the shop while there were more and more people on the other side, Old Shen got anxious.

He grabbed a passerby's arm and angrily shouted, "These are chairs for my customers to rest on; you can't take them away!"

The passerby pursed his lips, "Why are you being so stingy? It's not like we're not going to give it back to you."

"Besides, there are no customers at the entrance of your store."

This last sentence was undoubtedly a devastating blow to Lao Shen, who immediately roared, "Get out of here!"

"How stingy! No wonder there isn't a single customer at the store entrance."

The passerby pursed his lips and walked away with an indifferent expression.

At this moment, Lao Xu rushed over in a panic and said, "Lao Shen, something's not right. There are indeed a steady stream of passersby coming to my shop, but they're not buying anything; they're all just coming to move chairs."

Old Shen then noticed that a new batch of chairs in a different color had appeared at the opposite doorway.

It's obviously from the entrance of Lao Xu's shop.

"Damn, what's so special about this guy's bubble tea shop? Let's go ask him."

Old Shen spat and then led Old Xu over.

A few minutes later, the two brought benches from their shop entrance and very conscientiously lined up at the back of the queue.

Do you know how tempting the kidney-tonifying effect is for a middle-aged man in his forties?

As people reach middle age, they are often powerless to control their own lives, so they soak goji berries in their thermos cups.

Whenever their wives, dressed in sexy clothes, sit on them and gently breathe into their ears, they feel powerless.

Even though that thing is also a part of my body, I can't fully control it.

Sometimes you can't even feel its presence.

They privately consulted many traditional Chinese medicine doctors, but without exception, they all said they were powerless to help.

After all, this is an age when one's strength is no longer sufficient.

But now everything is different.

They are saved!

All you need is a cup of milk tea to regain your virility, return to your twenties, and go back to the era when you conquered countless girls.

But at the same time, they also felt the immense pressure behind them, as heavy as a mountain.

Old Xu pursed his lips several times, hesitating to speak each time, but finally couldn't hold back:

"Old Shen, this isn't just milk tea, it's a godsend for middle-aged people. With this effect, what can we possibly compete with it?"

Old Shen didn't say anything, only felt his head buzzing.

Because he realized that he seemed to have absolutely no chance of winning.

Most milk teas on the market have no other benefits besides causing a gradual increase in weight, blood pressure, blood lipids, and blood sugar.

No one is as considerate as the milk tea shop across the street; it directly increases the happiness index of a marriage.

There was absolutely no flaw in it.

Old Shen rubbed his temples, looking rather troubled. Despite having worked in the industry for several years, he felt somewhat lost and helpless at this moment.

"Let's buy one and try it out, just in case it doesn't work."

"Besides, at worst we can just stop running the milk tea shop and open something else. If we can't afford to mess with them, we can at least avoid them!"

Old Xu nodded helplessly; perhaps this was the best solution.

However, he had worked in the milk tea industry for several years and had developed a deep affection for it, so he was somewhat reluctant to switch careers now.

"Actually, you two have better options."

Ye Lan appeared behind the two of them without them noticing and said in a deep voice.

"Who are you?" Old Xu turned around, looking puzzled.

"I remember you. Aren't you the owner of this shop?"

Old Shen had met Ye Lan a few times during the renovation of her shop because it was right across from Ye Lan's. He had a vague impression of her.

"That's right, I won't keep you in suspense any longer. You've already seen the customer traffic. If you're interested, join now. If you're not, you'll be starving."

Both bosses swallowed hard.

Is this supposed to be a business negotiation?

This is clearly a blatant threat!