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

Sensing the anxiety in Zhang Longhe's tone, Ye Lan couldn't help but sit up straight.

"Tell me slowly, what exactly happened?"

"them......."

"They've actually started offering discounts and promotions."

Ye Lan pursed her lips after hearing this, looking speechless.

He thought the other side had come up with some brilliant move.

As a result, this is it?

Offering discounts and promotions is indeed a good choice, as it can attract customers by using low prices.

After all, most people like to take advantage of small things.

"Boss, should we lower the price?" Zhang Longhe asked.

He was clearly prepared to engage in a price war with the "milk tea alliance" on the other side.

Ye Lan refused without hesitation, "No need. Price wars are only effective when competitors are fighting each other. His price reduction won't affect us."

"Aren't we also a bubble tea shop? Aren't we in the same industry?"

"I've said it so many times: the selling point of our Chinese herbal milk tea is its medicinal effects, while the selling point of ordinary milk tea is its taste. They can only provide emotional value, while we can not only provide emotional value, but also benefit physical and mental health."

Simply put, we have things they don't, and they have things we all have!!!

Ye Lan's words were like a wake-up call for Zhang Longhe.

"I understand, boss. Can we resume normal business operations now?"

"Well, if there's not much foot traffic, we can make some new products for customers to try and get their feedback."

"Okay, boss, I know what to do." Zhang Longhe nodded.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Lan's expression was more relaxed than ever before.

He had been worried yesterday that this group of people might come up with some new tricks, but he didn't expect to resolve the situation so easily.

This phenomenon is actually quite normal. Some people like to create imaginary enemies for themselves, even though those enemies are completely unrelated to them.

However, the collective price reduction by these milk tea shops will definitely affect customer traffic.

It's just a tiny fraction of the total.

After all, Ye Lan had absorbed almost all the foot traffic in the entire department store.

Therefore, their discounts and promotions will only result in losses for themselves.

The profit margin has dropped from 70% to 50%, or even lower.

Therefore, such discounts and promotions are definitely not sustainable in the long run. After all, few people can persist in doing something that doesn't generate income and doesn't generate income.

Ye Lan said that if we wait a few more days, this seemingly solid alliance will naturally fall apart.

At the same time, they can also acquire and franchise several milk tea shops.

Everything is moving in a better direction.

Ye Lan hung up the phone and looked back at Lin Xueyao, who was wrapped in a bed sheet. Her delicate skin, exposed to the light, seemed almost flawless.

Her alluring, snow-white, long legs were very eye-catching, making Ye Lan feel a surge of inexplicable anger.

Lin Xueyao slowly woke up, her eyes, as moist as black grapes, blinked gently, and as she looked at Ye Lan.

"Ye Lan, what are we having for dinner today?"

Her voice was soft, like a gentle breeze in spring, carrying the drowsiness and languor of someone just waking up.

Ye Lan suddenly leaned in, startling Lin Xueyao so much that her face turned red.

"You can go out to eat later. I'll have a steamed bun first."

After saying that, Ye Lan launched an attack on the two white steamed buns.

"These steamed buns are so delicious, they're soft and fluffy, and they have a rich milky aroma."

Lin Xueyao bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and let out a soft humming sound like a cat meowing in spring.

..........

After Ye Lan finished eating, she personally went to the kitchen to make noodles for Lin Xueyao.

Melt the lard, fry an egg, then add water, bring it to a boil, add noodles, and finally garnish with chopped green onions. That's it!

Ye Lan also wanted to cook a delicious meal to help Lin Xueyao recover.

Unfortunately, my cooking skills are limited.

Asking him to cook a meal is no less valuable than asking a first-grade alchemist to refine a fifth-grade elixir.

The only possible outcome is that the cauldron explodes!

If you actually do that, blowing up the kitchen is a minor issue; if you accidentally lose your life, that would be a huge loss.

Ye Lan had discovered that she had no talent for cooking, so when she was renting a place, she always ordered takeout.

Even chicken stew made from the flesh of a thousand-year-old zombie is more appetizing than food I cook myself.

Lin Xueyao took a shower after getting up early.

She emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a pristine white towel, revealing a patch of fair, snow-white skin, so delicate and flawless. Her shoulders were rounded and petite, slightly flushed, like the sun reflecting off white clouds.

Lin Xueyao's figure is truly flawless and impeccable.

She has a curvy figure with long legs, a full bust, a slender waist, and a shapely waist.

Ye Lan still remembered what her mother said during the Spring Festival: "Lin Xueyao has a big bottom, which means she's good at childbirth. She'll definitely give me a big, fat grandson."

However, Ye Lan prefers her daughter to her son.

What if I have a son who isn't as handsome as me but has the exact same personality? Wouldn't that be terrible?

During those days when she was caught up in rebellious emotions, Ye Lan was very clear about how annoying and disliked she was to her parents.

It's easier and less troublesome to have a daughter. As long as she can inherit even a tenth of Lin Xueyao's looks, she'll be considered a celestial beauty in the eyes of ordinary people.

All you need to do then is watch out for the blond guy.

Ye Lan couldn't help but think of the jokes she'd seen online.

The blond-haired man tossed his punk-style hair and said defiantly, "Old Deng, is it safe for me to park my ghost fire downstairs at your place?"

Ye Lan walked out of the kitchen carrying a knife. "I don't know, but it should be safer than you."

"Take a deep breath, dizziness is normal."

Then came a heart-to-heart talk.

.........

Lin Xueyao gently raised her jade-like hand, picked up the bamboo chopsticks, and deftly lifted a strand of glistening noodles, her movements exuding gentleness and elegance.

Under her radiant glow, even an ordinary bowl of noodles takes on a unique luster.

Lin Xueyao ate one bite after another, thoroughly enjoying her meal.

The red lips, adorned with the soup, became even more radiant and captivating.

Ye Lan lazily held the clothes off with one hand, her fingertips unconsciously tapping her cheek. Her gaze fell on Lin Xueyao, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up slightly, her eyes filled with deep love.

In no time, Lin Xueyao finished the entire bowl of noodles, eating every last drop, soup and all.

Lin Xueyao wiped the soup from the corner of her mouth, patted her slightly protruding belly, and let out a satisfied burp.

Ye Lan smiled as she cleared away the leftover dishes and chopsticks. "Lin Xueyao, has anyone ever said you're easy to feed? A bowl of noodles is all you need."

Lin Xueyao pouted, her face full of resentment, and said angrily, "It's different. You made these noodles for me."

"What's the difference? It's still just noodles, isn't it?" Ye Lan smiled and started washing the dishes.

"Yours would taste better."

Lin Xueyao smiled slightly, her face beaming with happiness.