The prince of Guangdong province can't be a domineering CEO at all!

"Old Zhang, what the hell are you having an epileptic seizure with?"

"What kind of bullshit wealth is this?"

Zhao Chunlan thought Old Zhang had gone mad.

At first, she didn't know what Lao Zhang meant by suddenly cursing at her.

It wasn't until she saw Cai Junhui and Shen Qinghe making rice noodle rolls at the shop next door that...

She finally understood.

The competitor next door actually accepted the person she had rejected.

And her business is so booming that her shop is completely blocked by crowds.

Old Zhang is making a huge fuss about wanting a divorce from her because of this choice she made.

Her face flushed red, and her chest heaved violently.

It's really unexpected that Cai Junhui, who came from Guangdong Province, actually has some skills.

The rice noodle rolls he makes are so magical that they attract so many customers to come and taste them.

Zhao Chunlan realized she had been careless.

It was her fault.

But now that things have come to this, she won't admit it was her mistake.

Old Zhang actually insulted her in front of so many people. Wasn't he just trying to embarrass her?

"They're so popular they've blocked our store entrance. If we can't do business, they shouldn't either."

Zhao Chunlan was furious when Lao Zhang pointed his finger at her and berated her.

She hardened her heart and had already come up with a plan.

Old Zhang is an honest man.

Seeing Zhao Chunlan's fierce gaze, he realized that something seemed amiss.

"Zhao Chunlan, what are you trying to do? What did you mean by those words?"

"Are you trying to throw a tantrum and make a fool of yourself in front of the neighbors?"

"Old Zhang, this is none of your business. It's all the fault of that shop next door. If it weren't for them opening next door and constantly provoking us, our Zhang's Rice Noodle Roll Shop wouldn't be in such a sorry state."

Before the words could even finish,

Zhao Chunlan swaggered out of line and walked up to Cai Junhui, the owner of the rice noodle roll stall.

She shouted loudly.

"Stop queuing, everyone disperse, there's something wrong with the rice noodle rolls at this shop."

Suddenly, this unreasonable woman appeared.

People in the previously orderly queue peeked out and stared at Zhao Chunlan with gossipy eyes.

Cai Junhui, the manager who is focused on making rice noodle rolls, is simply too busy to keep up.

Shen Qinghe, a socialite from Fujian Province, immediately stepped forward.

"Auntie, what are you doing? You rejected our offer before, and now you're trying to sabotage our business?"

Shen Qinghe, calm and somewhat puzzled, questioned Zhao Chunlan.

Zhao Chunlan is quite shameless.

She looked at Shen Qinghe with an air of self-righteousness and said it in a matter-of-fact manner.

"What do you know, you little brat? Am I interfering with your business?"

Your queue is obstructing my business. How should this be resolved?

Shen Qinghe, a socialite from Fujian Province, knew that this was indeed a rather unethical act and was planning to apologize to her.

Before she could even apologize, Zhao Chunlan started throwing dirty water at them.

Listen to me, everyone.

The reason their rice noodle rolls taste so good is...

It must contain a lot of unknown cutting-edge technology.

I strongly advise you not to eat their rice noodle rolls.

The damage to the body is gradual and insidious; it may not be noticeable after a year or two.

"It will be too late to regret it if the problems only surface five or six years later."

He had come to our Zhang's shop before, wanting us to cooperate with them.

But everyone knows who our Zhang's Rice Noodle Roll Shop is.

We would never make money this way, but my husband, Lao Zhang, would never allow it.

They then settled for the shop next door.

"The couple who run the shop next door are also unscrupulous businessmen."

You dare to make this kind of money? You'll get your comeuppance sooner or later, you know?

"What goes around comes around. Just you wait, God will teach you a lesson."

As Zhao Chunlan finished speaking,

Suddenly, the customers who had been queuing in an orderly fashion began to whisper among themselves.

What's outrageous is that some people actually believed the rumors spread by Zhao Chunlan.

But these are still a minority.

Most people remained in the middle of the queue and did not leave.

Shen Qinghe, as a socialite in Fujian Province,

Everyone I've met since I was a child has been kind.

I have never seen such a vulgar shrew before.

Faced with Zhao Chunlan's slander, she could only helplessly defend herself.

"Don't believe this person, she's lying."

We approached her about collaborating before, but she disagreed, not because her husband disagreed.

Our rice noodle rolls are authentic Cantonese style, retaining their original flavor without any added "black technology."

"It was indeed our fault that the queue was blocking his doorway, and we will correct it."

However, what she just said was entirely malicious slander; please do not believe her.

Shen Qinghe's explanation made the customers in line nod like chickens pecking at rice.

Zhao Chunlan was old and faded, and she had a fierce and unapproachable appearance.

Shen Qinghe is not only young, but also incredibly beautiful.

Sometimes, you can't determine who is lying just by looking at their statements.

It is wrong to judge a book by its cover.

However, in most cases, a person's character can be discerned from their appearance.

Everyone could tell that Shen Qinghe was a kind girl just by looking at her.

She was afraid that Shen Qinghe couldn't argue with this shrew.

Customers who were enjoying rice noodle rolls in the shop stepped forward.

Does this rice noodle roll have any cutting-edge technology? Is it delicious or not? Do you think they don't know?

"You vile shrew! Your little mouth is spouting nonsense. As a Cantonese, I absolutely will not allow you to slander my hometown's rice noodle rolls. I'll fuck your mother's ass."

"You damn old hag, you only come here to yell and scream when you see other people's business is good. Go back to where you came from!"

"Are you out of your mind, you gossip? You get jealous when others are doing well, you're so annoying!"

"Even a piece of raw char siu would be better than you, you damned gossip!"

The Cantonese people enjoying rice noodle rolls in the shop started swearing at her in fluent Cantonese.

Zhao Chunlan's old face immediately turned a deep purplish-red with anger.

She was both anxious and angry, but unfortunately, she couldn't understand Cantonese.

The shop owner and his wife then stepped forward.

"Hey Zhao, we've never messed with you since we opened this shop, have we? We've always gotten along peacefully and competed fairly."

"Your business is doing poorly, so you blame my family? That's ridiculous!"

"Old Zhang, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and drag your shrewish wife back home! Are you going to keep her here and make a fool of yourself?"

Old Zhang knew he was in the wrong.

Being criticized like that made his face sting even more.

Zhao Chunlan really embarrassed him!

He simply couldn't understand how he could have married such a wife.

Youthful impulsiveness!

If he could travel back several decades, he would definitely find his father-in-law and have him smear that mess on the wall.

Old Zhang was about to pull Zhao Chunlan back into the shop.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chunlan managed to shake him off.

"Old Zhang, I'm your wife, are you going to help them?"

As she spoke, Zhao Chunlan pointed to the Guangdong people who had just cursed her.

"You're the ones who insulted me? I remember everything clearly. I'm reporting you to the police right now for swearing, and I'll have you all arrested."

"Not just you two, but both of you."

Zhao Chunlan pointed at Cai Junhui and Shen Qinghe.

"I don't believe you haven't added technology to your rice noodle rolls, you bullshit Cantonese rice noodle rolls."

"They must have put some kind of drug in the rice noodle rolls, otherwise how could they be so tempting?"

Upon seeing this, the Guangdong people who had just been cursing Zhao Chunlan prepared to loudly greet her again in Cantonese.

At this moment, Cai Junhui, the manager who had been diligently making rice noodle rolls, slowly spoke.

"Please don't be angry, everyone. Thank you all for your help, but you can leave these small things to me."

Cai Junhui first clasped his hands in thanks to his fellow Guangdong natives.

Then, I asked the couple who run the rice noodle roll shop to help look after the rice noodle rolls.

We can't make it badly, or it will damage the reputation of Cantonese rice noodle rolls.

After doing all this, he finally turned his attention to Zhao Chunlan.

I was too busy and too lazy to deal with this shrew just now.

I never expected this shrew to push her luck.

Cai Junhui watched indifferently as she walked towards him.

Zhao Chunlan felt a chill run down her spine when she saw Cai Junhui's sharp gaze.

"What do you want to do? This is Chongqing, not your Guangdong province, not a place where you can do whatever you want."