Transmigrated into a pitiful pregnant woman, she is pampered by interstellar tycoons.

Ruan Mian's heart immediately went on alert. Was there no one around? Was a ghost knocking on the door?

"Mr. Ruan, it's me."

A familiar male voice rang out, and Ruan Mian immediately knew who it was.

However, she was even more confused.

When I opened the door, it was indeed the man who had come to eat noodles that morning.

"Didn't you leave?"

Huo Junzhe shook his head. "No, we haven't found it yet."

It seems they're unwilling to accept this!

That's right, this man has a face that says he won't give up easily.

"Then what are you doing?"

He touched his nose somewhat awkwardly; his deep-set eyes and high nose gave him a mixed-race appearance.

He's almost too handsome.

The Nuwa of this world is taking her work far too seriously.

They were all sculpted with such care.

"I can smell the fragrance."

The aroma wafting out now is different from the tomato and egg noodles he had this morning; it's the same one he smelled in his office.

That's the aroma of food.

It's a life imbued with the warmth and vibrancy of everyday life.

The irresistible aroma made him wonder why his self-control was so poor; he couldn't resist the urge to taste the delicious flavor as soon as possible.

They were almost impatient when they took their first steps.

Ruan Mian's mind was completely focused on the lunchbox, and she didn't really care that he hadn't left.

"Come in, it'll be ready soon."

He then stepped aside and walked inside, still talking to his personal computer, trying to reason with the lunchbox vendor and appeal to his emotions.

"Hello boss, I've been buying insulated food containers from you for a while now. Why did you suddenly raise the price so much? I buy a lot and I plan to do business with you long-term. Could you possibly give me a discount?"

I've sent it; now it's up to them to reply.

After doing all that, Ruan Mian went into the kitchen, ladled a bowl of rice and a few dishes for the guests outside, placed them on a tray, and served them out.

The dishes, with their appealing color, aroma, and taste, immediately caught his eye when they were served.

Oh I see.

Just looking at it makes it look delicious.

However, he was more concerned about what she had just said than about the food.

"What trouble have you encountered?"

Hearing his question, Ruan Mian immediately poured out her pent-up emotions.

Simulated humans may not understand what makes them angry, and may not be able to empathize with them.

Suddenly someone showed up, and she really had to get it all out!

"Hey, if you go back, I don't know if you'll even get to eat lunch!"

As she spoke, she sat down on the other side of the table, resting her chin on her hand, looking extremely depressed.

"I ran out of lunchboxes and was about to buy some when I discovered that the shop I usually buy from had raised its prices."

Huo Junze listened attentively and couldn't resist taking a bite of the crispy potato. It was crispy and crunchy, with a very different texture, while the inside was soft and full of starch.

It's delicious, especially with ketchup.

It has a rich, sweet and sour flavor, which is quite different from the typical tomato and egg dish.

No wonder so many people love this ketchup; he's fallen in love with it too.

With a loud thud, she slammed her hand down on the table, causing the bowls of food to make a slight clinking sound.

That shows just how angry she was.

"This is really too much! I understand price increases, everyone wants to make money, but they're going too far. They've more than doubled the price! They're just trying to fleece me!"

"Has it gone up that much?"

Suddenly, Huo Junze felt that his opportunity might have arrived.

Ruan Mian had no idea what he was thinking; she simply couldn't see any emotion in his expressionless, handsome face.

"Yes, part of the reason I set the price so high is because their boxes are really expensive, and they're all single-use."

She pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling a bit of a headache. She was currently anxious about how to distribute the lunch boxes at noon!

If all else fails, we'll skip today's business.

But this is a problem after all, and it will have to be solved sooner or later.

Otherwise, how can she do business? When will she be able to move into her big house?

Just then, a reply came from the other side.

The owner of Rebey Pet Shop recently had some good news: the pile of incubators that had been piling up at home found a seller.

He sells large quantities every day, and not only does he not lose money, he also makes a small profit.

But he wasn't satisfied!

Especially when he saw the buyer's own shop, he noticed that a single boxed meal cost several thousand yuan.

People flocked to buy it, and business was booming.

His boxes cost a little over a hundred, less than two hundred, but someone else resold them for over a thousand.

He felt extremely resentful.

If you can do the first day of the month, then I can do the fifteenth. If you eat meat, then others have to have a sip of soup too.

Therefore, the price must go up!

"Boss, I received a message from that customer. How should we reply to her?"

Rebecca's boss glanced at her sideways, seemingly unconcerned. "What did she say?"

The customer service representative for the mannequin stated truthfully, "She hopes to lower the price and achieve a long-term partnership with a more favorable offer."

"Bullshit! What are you thinking? Buying from me at a low price and then reselling it at a high price? Dream on!"

"impossible!"

"How should I reply?"

“Tell him that business is bad right now, and we can’t lower the price. Take it or leave it. We’re really giving them a hard time.”

The humanoid figure nodded.

"Okay, boss."

[Reibei Pet Shop: Hello, customer. This price is the most suitable one we've set after weighing the pros and cons. Business is tough right now, so we can't lower the price. Take it or leave it. You're really giving them too much face.]

"what is this!"

Ruan Mian was absolutely furious about this news. Her skin, which had become slightly fairer, turned bright red from anger.

"how?"

She couldn't hold back her吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments) any longer and showed him the information she had just received from the personal terminal.

"Look at this, look at this! This is price gouging! They're even arguing with me! Do you think I'm that cheap? Do I have to buy their box? I refuse to believe that there isn't a single box left in the entire intergalactic space! Humph!"

Upon seeing this message, Huo Junze frowned, his dark pupils seeming to freeze over.

"Mr. Ruan, if we continue to cooperate with businesses like these, wouldn't they just be taking advantage of us?"

"That's right, I'll take my time looking. I'll eventually find something suitable. If I really can't find one, I'll just weld a few metal boxes myself!"

It's not aesthetically pleasing, but it's practical and cheap enough.

Huo Junze tapped the table lightly with his long, slender fingers, one tap after another.

Have you considered changing your business partner?

"For example, me?"