Bound to the Multiverse Restaurant, I'm now the darling of my staff.

When she saw a soldier walk out of the band, holding a large red silk flower, and walk towards her.

Wen Nuan quickly covered her face with one hand, turned her head to the side, and gritted her teeth, saying, "If you dare to give me that ugly thing, I'll disown you as my sister!"

Seeing that her younger sister was genuinely resistant, Wenyan had no choice but to wave her hand and have someone take the things away.

However, she looked a little depressed. Was she really that ugly?

This is a process he specially applied for; it's all red, so festive!

That girl has no taste!

Wen Nuan breathed a sigh of relief and rolled her eyes at her brother, "Is such a big fuss necessary? You could have easily come by yourself."

"Are you stupid!" Wen Yan rolled her eyes back at him. "Isn't this free advertising for the restaurant?"

With what happened today, how can the restaurant not become a huge hit?

At this moment, the onlookers' eyes were practically popping out of their sockets, and countless guesses raced through their minds.

A huge contribution?

Hard work and dedication?

Is opening a restaurant now considered a contribution? Does that mean a successful restaurant business is boosting the country's GDP?

Not so much...

And with all that hard work, could it be that the boss is actually some kind of hidden tech tycoon?

Does he disappear for three days every month to go on secret missions?

In a sense, these guesses are half right.

The guests were engrossed in watching the spectacle, but the floral shirt on the other side was suffering.

Only then did he vaguely realize that he had probably kicked a hornet's nest this time...

If it were an ordinary person, with his family's influence, he could easily resolve the situation with a wave of his hand.

But judging from the scene just now... and that Flying Sky One...

He knew how much effort his family had put in to get his Flying No. 20.

This restaurant owner not only received the Flying Sky No. 1 spacecraft, but the government also proactively delivered it to him with great fanfare.

Even if the cars are the same, the value they contain is worlds apart.

The man in the floral shirt stood frozen in place, his face flushing red and then turning pale, his heart filled with regret and fear.

He knew he had completely offended the wrong person this time, but now that things had come to this, he didn't know how to end it.

Wen Yan turned her head and saw that this eyesore was still there. She frowned and looked at him with scrutiny and authority.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Then he turned to look at his younger sister, "What exactly does this person do?"

Warmth glanced at the floral shirt, and the other person's skin tightened; a bad premonition rose in their heart.

"Oh, it's nothing. This guy just said he was going to find someone to shut down my shop."

His tone was calm and indifferent, revealing no emotion.

Upon hearing this, Wen Yan's expression instantly turned icy cold, and the chill in her eyes intensified.

He took a step forward, getting closer to the floral shirt, and his powerful aura seemed to freeze the surrounding air.

"Looking for someone? Who? Tell me, I want to see who's got the nerve!"

Putting aside their sibling relationship...

The country is just giving a big patriotic speech and praising them, and then someone immediately starts causing trouble. Isn't this a slap in the face to the country?

That's incredibly audacious!

The floral shirt was all show and no substance; it was so intimidated by Wen Yan's imposing manner that it retreated repeatedly, nearly stumbling and falling.

"I... my family is the Zhao family of Beijing. You... you can't arrest me..."

They invoked their family name in an attempt to intimidate Wen Yan.

However, Wen Yan just smiled coldly, "I don't care if you're from the Zhao family, the Wang family, or the Li family. Before the law and justice, no one has special privileges!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and two soldiers immediately stepped forward, picked him up, and left, ignoring the man in the floral shirt's pleas for mercy.

Wen Nuan felt it was a pity, but also felt that it was too good for him.

With a flick of his eyebrow, he sent a burst of spiritual energy through his fingertips.

The man in the floral shirt paused, then went berserk, no longer begging for mercy, but instead began shouting loudly.

"You can't arrest me! My dad knows a big shot in Beijing, ***, and he pays millions of yuan to him every year. You just wait and see, I'll get him to deal with you!"

"I, I'll give you money. My family is rich. All the money in my family comes from my dad's tax evasion. My family's business also developed through collusion between officials and businessmen. My family is rich, very rich!"

The man in the floral shirt became increasingly agitated as he spoke, his eyes turning red, as if he had lost his mind.

Upon hearing these words, the surrounding crowd erupted in an uproar, whispering amongst themselves, their faces filled with shock.

Putting everything else aside, the name that just came out of the floral shirt's mouth is familiar to everyone; we often see it on TV news.

Wen Yan's face darkened, and he immediately signaled the soldiers to cover the man in the floral shirt's mouth and take him back.

Wen Nuan was also startled. She had only cast a "truth spell" in case the person tried to deny it later, but she hadn't expected such an unexpected benefit...

Meeting her brother's gaze, Wen Nuan gave an embarrassed smile, "It's just a simple truth spell, I never imagined there were so many stories behind it..."

Wen Yan sighed helplessly, then reached out and tapped her forehead hard with her finger. "You, you really know how to cause trouble for your brother!"

He had originally planned to take this opportunity to rest at home for a few days and spend time with his sister.

This is good...

Wen Yan ruffled the troublemaker's hair again before turning around nimbly.

"Go back to base!"

"Yes!"

A group of people quickly got into the car, which sped away and disappeared in no time, as if it had never been there.

Only the shocked expressions on the faces of the onlookers proved that what had just happened was real.

Wen Yan didn't give any gag order before she left.

Because he knew that with so many people present, it was impossible to maintain complete secrecy.

All they could do was race against time, apprehend the person before they noticed, and then conduct an investigation.

But that "truth mantra"...

Sitting in the car, Wen Yan thought the spell was pretty good; if used in the right situation, it would definitely have unexpected effects.

Wen Nuan stood there, watching the departing vehicles, and couldn't help but sigh.

Her poor brother... he was destined to be a workaholic...

However, she also knew that once this matter escalated, it would inevitably cause a huge uproar in Beijing and even across the country.

Her restaurant will soon become the focus of attention from all sides.