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The scenes unfolding before his eyes nearly made Wang Lao Si's jaw drop.
"Damn, what the hell is this situation? My business can be this good without my crayfish?"
Wang Lao Si's face was filled with astonishment as he rubbed his eyes several times, struggling to believe the sight before him.
At that moment, the old man behind him smiled faintly, "Crime does not pay, you relied on the good taste of the crayfish and jacked up the prices, but those days are long gone."
"Just leave, from now on you're not welcome here anymore, and forget about Xiao Cui, it's never going to happen, so better get that out of your head."
The old man spoke with firm resolution.
Hearing these words, Wang Lao Si was so angry he felt like his lungs were about to burst.
But there was nothing he could do about the old man.
"Fine, consider yourself tough, old man! But don't get cocky, these diners just haven't noticed the taste yet, it won't be long before your shop closes down for good!"