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

Ye Lan kept her promise. Since Rong Zihao was determined to kick her out of the department store...

Then I granted his wish.

However, while the selection at the milk tea shop wasn't extensive, it wasn't lacking either.

It's unrealistic to expect to move all the scattered, small items in one day.

Therefore, Ye Lan gained three days to transfer.

Of course, a round of publicity is needed before the complete relocation.

A large acrylic sign has been erected at the entrance of Xueyao Milk Tea shop, with a message written on it:

Thank you for your continued support and patronage! To better serve everyone, we will be moving to a new address in three days.

The new store address is: No. 74, Longyang Road, West, Entertainment New World.

We apologize for any inconvenience caused during the relocation. Our new store will offer a better environment and service, and we look forward to your visit!

Customers passing by couldn't help but show displeasure when they saw the words on the acrylic sign.

"Why move to another place? This place is good."

Ye Lan slowly explained from the side, "There's no other way. The tallest tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind. Our business is too good, and the other shops can't survive, so they have no choice but to kick us out."

"What a dirty trick."

"Exactly! They can't sell their stuff, how can you blame it on them!"

The customers were indignant and stood up for Ye Lan.

Ye Lan smiled; this was exactly the effect he wanted.

They exploited customers' sympathy to deliver a fatal blow to Rong Zihao's department store.

Customers are now developing a certain resistance to department stores, and may reduce their purchase frequency in the future.

As a result, the profits of other shops in the department store will inevitably decline.

Since everyone here is a businessperson, once profits decline, they will choose to switch jobs and find the next prime location.

Ye Lan's move was tantamount to cutting off the fuel supply.

Meanwhile, Zhang Qing, the owner of the milk tea shop across the street, clearly had not yet realized the seriousness of the situation.

With his bangs swaying so far they could cover one eye, holding a cup of milk tea, he swaggered up to Ye Lan, mimicking Stephen Chow's gait.

"Mr. Ye, I warned you long ago that in business, you shouldn't stand out too much, or you'll be squeezed out sooner or later."

"See, karma has come back to bite you."

Zhang Qing mocked recklessly, firmly believing that as long as Ye Lan left, his milk tea shop would be revived.

Ye Lan sighed, "I thought everyone here was an outstanding person, but it turns out they're all rats. I can't help it even if I don't want to stand out."

"What a sharp-tongued boy!"

Zhang Qing was so angry that the veins on her face bulged. Her hand holding the milk tea tightened uncontrollably, and the milk tea finally gushed out of the straw and splashed onto her face.

A strong wave of physical cooling was implemented.

"Mr. Zhang, there's no need to be angry. I'm not targeting you personally, but I just want to say that everyone here is trash!"

Ye Lan thoughtfully offered her a tissue.

Zhang Qing took the tissue and hurriedly wiped the milk tea off her face.

"Kid, you won't be smug for long—Hey!!! Why is this tissue all sticky?"

"Oh, I just blew my nose with this tissue." Ye Lan said sincerely.

"Damn it, Ye Lan, you actually used a tissue that's been used to blow your nose to wipe my face?"

Zhang Qing was so angry that his face turned red and his skin turned slightly purple, making him look like Thanos!

"You're only fit to use this."

"Also, older people should avoid getting angry all the time, as it can easily lead to heart disease and high blood pressure, and could even cause sudden death."

"You brat, how dare you curse me!" Zhang Qing was either angry or on his way to being angry.

“That’s called a well-intentioned reminder; this is what you call cursing someone.”

As Ye Lan spoke, she took out a scarecrow from her pocket. There was a white paper strip on its forehead with the words "Zhang Qing" written on it in red watercolor.

If you look closely, you'll find that there are several steel needles stuck in the scarecrow's body!

Upon witnessing this scene, Zhang Qing felt a chill run down his spine, and his gaze towards Ye Lan held a hint of fear and apprehension.

This kid is so young, yet he knows witchcraft?

Although people no longer believe in these feudal superstitions after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

But ultimately, people still have a sense of awe for these things.

Especially for older people.

As life quietly slipped away, they began to believe in cause and effect, and in things that science could not explain.

Therefore, we keep our distance from these unlucky things.

There's an old saying that goes, "A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger," but there's another saying: "Once it grows horns, it fears the wolf."

Whether it's people or things, they all tend to become more timid and more afraid of death as they live longer!

Zhang Qing shrank his neck and walked towards his own milk tea shop.

After a heated exchange, he was completely afraid to provoke Ye Lan anymore.

Seeing the other party flee in disarray, Ye Lan smiled and said, "Little brat, you think you can mock me with your skills?"

Before playing Honor of Kings, Ye Lan was known as the "Zaun Pianist" in League of Legends.

For him, cursing and arguing with people is as easy as eating a meal.

I'm not a fast typist, and my parents aren't around.

If you don't curse people harshly, your family tree won't be stable!

"Boss, I'll keep an eye on things here. Today is Valentine's Day, you should spend some time with your wife."

Zhang Longhe carried out the heavy milk tea machine, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and gave Ye Lan a simple and honest smile.

Ye Lan patted Zhang Longhe on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Longhe, having an employee like you who considers the boss's needs makes me feel at ease."

"Work hard and try to buy a house and a new car by the end of this year."

Zhang Longhe scratched his head awkwardly, "Boss, I haven't even bought a car yet, it's a bit too early to change cars."

"I'm talking about myself. If you all don't work hard, how am I supposed to live in a mansion and drive a luxury car?"

"Okay, I see." Zhang Longhe forced an awkward smile.

"Alright, don't be too discouraged. As long as I have a bowl of rice to eat, you'll have a bowl to wash. I'll leave this place to you. I'm going back to eat two steamed buns."

Ye Lan threw the scarecrow covered in steel needles into the trash can, stood up, dusted off her backside, and walked towards the building entrance.

Watching Ye Lan's departing figure, Zhang Longhe felt a strange sense of desolation in his heart.

It seems the boss is really broke; he's fallen so low that he can't even afford to eat steamed buns with pickled vegetables!

Even so, the boss still didn't delay paying our wages, and would often treat us to milk tea and restaurants.

Thinking of this, Zhang Longhe felt a surge of heat in his chest, and his stamina was at its maximum!

His eyes reddened slightly. Such a good boss is hard to find even with a lantern.

As an employee, I must help him share the burden.

Zhang Longhe made a silent vow in his heart!

We could have ten thousand more employees who engage in self-deception and manipulation.