Urban Super Food City System

"Master, what do you think is going on? Why are there so many people gathered in front of our shop?"

"Is this a meeting or a fight?"

"No, no, it will definitely affect the business of our store if this continues, I have to take care of it."

Wei Suoyu was not in a hurry, but Qiu Yinke was. How could he bear this group of people making trouble under his nose?

What's more, Wei Suoyu is still by his side. If Qiu Yin did nothing, Wei Suoyu would probably blame him, right?

Even though Wei Suoyu acted like he didn't care, Qiu Yin didn't really think so.

Just when Qiu Yin was about to make a move, he saw the two people who had just appeared in their sight sneak into the future restaurant.

Even fools now know that what happened at the gate of the restaurant in the future was caused by them.

Wei Suoyu looked at all this with great interest, and said softly:

"Go and find out who those two are."

Qiu Yin did not dare to disobey Wei Suoyu's order, and he also told Qiu Yin that Wei Suoyu did not intend to let Qiu Yin participate in the struggle between these people and the Black Food Association.

From Wei Suoyu's point of view, they were just playing tricks, and after they knew the identities of the members of the Black Food Society, they would go away honestly.

Just as Wei expected, the people who took the lead in making trouble soon knew the identities of the men in black.

Looking at the guests who were kicked out by the members of the Black Food Society with some blame, he apologized to the members of the Black Food Society.

Their goal was not achieved, but Wen Lingling's goal was a complete success.

She spent a lot of time and finally managed to sneak into the shop.

But when he came in, he was also puzzled.

She looked at the time, more than half an hour had passed since she arranged for these guests to make trouble.

It stands to reason that it should be very easy for the two vice presidents of the Black Food Association to win a shop without a D-level gourmet.

You don't even need to challenge, just sign and stamp and leave.

But now they have not come out.

"Perhaps they left by the back door?"

"Maybe they're in trouble?"

Neither of the two possibilities made sense, so Wen Lingling had no choice but to stop thinking about it, and walked towards the hall generously.

Due to the cleaning by the members of the Black Food Club, the lobby of the future restaurant was empty at this time, and even the waiters and cashiers were gone.

Wen Lingling walked cautiously in the middle of the hall, just when she felt strange, a loud shout came:
"it is good!"

Immediately afterwards came thunderous applause, coming like a violent storm.

Listening to the applause, it seemed that there was more than one voice, which made Wen Lingling feel even more strange.

The members of the Black Food Club are all outside the door. Could it be that the employees of the store are applauding the two vice presidents of the Black Food Club?
At least in Wen Lingling's view, no one in this shop can defeat the two vice presidents of the Black Food Society.

Naturally, they would not think of them applauding their own people.

But Wen Lingling walked towards the kitchen step by step. When she reached the back door of the kitchen, Wen Lingling was stunned.

At this time, there was a person sitting downcast at the back door of the kitchen, the tobacco in his hand was constantly burning, releasing the pressure in his heart.

Even Wen Lingling's approach could not alarm him.