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

After washing Lin Xueyao's bowl, Ye Lan quickly wiped the water off her hands, then took out her coat and put it on, saying to Lin Xueyao:

"I'm going to the department store to check on the shops. Do you want to come with me?"

"Is that okay?" Lin Xueyao's eyes sparkled.

"Of course you can, you're the boss's wife after all!" Ye Lan said with a smile.

"Wait for me a moment, I'll go change my clothes."

Lin Xueyao ran back to her bedroom excitedly, and a moment later, the door opened again.

The white bathrobe she was wearing had disappeared, and she was now wearing a lace-sleeved velvet top, a Milan-colored skirt, and white patterned stockings.

The uneven pattern feels slightly rough to the touch, similar to sandpaper.

Wearing white heeled leather shoes, she exudes both the liveliness of a girl next door and the aloofness of a wealthy heiress.

Lin Xueyao skipped and hopped over to Ye Lan and asked him how he was doing.

"She's definitely my wife; she looks good in anything." Ye Lan looked her up and down, her eyes filled with undisguised joy.

A blush crept onto Lin Xueyao's cheeks, but a hint of pleasure flashed in her eyes.

"Let's go, it's time for you, the boss lady, to make your appearance."

Ye Lan's palm enveloped Lin Xueyao's small and delicate hand. The two intertwined their fingers, walked side by side, and slowly went downstairs.

Although Ye Lan was certain in his heart that the milk tea alliance's discount and promotion plan was absolutely unacceptable, he still wanted to go offline and take a look.

No, it should be called mockery.

Only in this way can we continuously exert psychological pressure on them.

When they can no longer bear it and break down, that's when they'll join "Xueyao Chinese Medicine Milk Tea Shop".

The two arrived at the department store, and just as Ye Lan had expected, her own shop was bustling with customers, while the milk tea shop across the street was deserted.

The stark contrast, like light and dark, is very obvious.

"Wow, there are so many people at the entrance of our milk tea shop!" Lin Xueyao's eyes sparkled with excitement, she found it incredible.

"Of course, with your husband on the case, all the money in these people's pockets will be ours sooner or later."

"Really? Will you support me when you make money in the future?" Lin Xueyao raised her watery eyes.

"Aren't I supporting you right now?"

Ye Lan gently pinched Lin Xueyao's cheek; it felt wonderful. Then she walked towards the milk tea shop across the street.

"Come on, let me take you to get a cup of milk tea."

Lin Xueyao's expression brightened upon hearing this, and she quickly followed with cheerful steps.

She hopped and skipped behind Ye Lan, looking just like a little rabbit.

"Wow, Mr. Shen's business is booming! When I came yesterday, there wasn't a single person in your shop, but today there are three!"

Ye Lan walked into the store and saw three customers charging their phones at the charging ports.

Mr. Shen's face was ashen, and his teeth, stained yellow from years of smoking, were grinding together.

"Mr. Ye, if you came here specifically to mock me, then I'm sorry, please leave. You are not welcome in my shop."

As Mr. Shen spoke, he flipped over a card on the counter that read "The customer is God." On the back of the card were the words "Ye Lan and dogs are not allowed."

"Mr. Shen, that's a bit insulting. I'm here today to patronize your business. Two cups of mango pomelo sago, please."

As Boss Shen flipped the card at lightning speed, the expression on his face also changed accordingly.

"Welcome, both of you bosses."

Then he shouted at the top of his lungs toward the kitchen, "Two cups of mango pomelo sago!"

"Mr. Ye, please wait a few minutes and find a place to sit down first."

The milk tea shop's main selling point is efficiency; in less than a few minutes, two cups of mango pomelo sago were delivered to Ye Lan and Lin Xueyao.

"Mr. Shen, I still stand by what I said yesterday. Remember to call me when you've thought it through."

Ye Lan held Lin Xueyao's hand and smiled as she made a phone call gesture.

When Boss Shen saw Ye Lan's smile, he felt a chill run down his spine. It was as if the other party had predicted that he would make the call.

Ye Lan took Lin Xueyao shopping.

Looking at today's sales figures, Mr. Shen couldn't calm down for a long time.

After using the discount promotion tactic, sales did increase, but it was still not enough to cover expenses.

Moreover, due to the lack of customers these past few days, the raw materials piled up in the store have been increasing, and some of them have even started to spoil and mold.

If the store cannot return to its initial customer traffic, the losses will snowball and grow larger and larger.

Mr. Shen glanced at the massive crowd across the street, anxiously biting his thumbnail, wondering if it was time to make a change.

No matter what, you can't turn down money.

Ding ding ding.

The phone rang at that moment.

Group chat [Milk Tea Alliance]:

Group owner, whose real name is Zhang Laoban: "Everyone, please report today's customer traffic."

Tea Master (Boss Li): "I sold more today than yesterday, but it was only a little over 200 in sales. I estimate I'll make a maximum of 500 before dark."

Mixue Ice Cream (Boss Xu): "I'm about the same. Although I'm ahead of yesterday, the sales figures are still not enough. Plus, it's a discount promotion, so we're losing a lot of money."

The other business owners also expressed that they had lost a lot of money.

Some milk tea shops originally operated on a low-profit, high-volume strategy, but now they're not even making a small profit; they're losing money on every cup they sell.

Even so, the sales figures were still dismal.

We've seen the small profits, but we haven't seen the high sales volume.

"Why don't we just go along with it? I saw the customer traffic at that milk tea shop. There's a huge line of people waiting in line at the door. Their customer traffic is more than ten times that of ours."

"The sooner we join them, the sooner we can make up for the losses of the past few days."

These words were like a boulder thrown into the hearts of many, creating ripples in their minds.

Actually, everyone had this idea a long time ago, but they were just too embarrassed to admit it.

After all, Ye Lan was a bit too young in their eyes.

Just then, Boss Shen spoke up.

Are you really content to work for others?

"That Ye Lan is just 20 years old, with only a high school diploma. He doesn't know anything about business."

"His brand is really popular now, but so what? It might go out of business any day!"

"He's rushing us to join him; he might just be trying to cash in on the franchise fees and run away!"

Mr. Shen's impassioned speech calmed everyone in the group down.

After careful consideration, everyone felt that it made sense.

Every industry experiences tremendous growth during its development phase, but whether it can sustain this growth is a significant question.

Take, for example, the shared bicycles that were all the rage across the country a few years ago. They could be found in every corner of the city, making it convenient for everyone to travel.

But now, vehicles are piled up everywhere, yet few people choose to ride them anymore.

Time is like the most delicate filter; anything that survives has its own unique meaning.

Everyone decided to hold their ground and observe the situation before making any further decisions.

Time passed day by day, and six days quickly went by.

To everyone's surprise, Xueyao Chinese herbal milk tea has remained incredibly popular, with a long queue always forming outside the store.

Six days later, on that night, Boss Shen got through to Ye Lan on the phone.

"Boss Ye, this is Old Shen from across the street. Tomorrow is only the seventh day. Is the franchise fee still 100,000?"

"Hmm...of course."

"Why is Mr. Ye's speech so unclear? Is he eating something?"

"Yes."

What did you eat?

"Just a steamed bun."