"Cough, cough..."
Li Wei fanned the smoke in front of him with his hand and casually wiped the sweat from his face. His once fair face now looked no different from a piece of black charcoal.
Looking at the seemingly endless line of customers, he was overwhelmed with despair.
No end to the grilling, just no end!
The straightforward business tactics were useless now. Whether it was Feng Haoyu or Old Man Zhao, the number of people at their stall wasn't much different from his.
"Boss, your smile looks so bitter. Don't you like to smile properly?"
Upon hearing this voice, Li Wei trembled, trying to muster a smile, which made all the queuing diners burst into laughter.
Kong Weide strolled over at this moment. The moment Li Wei saw him, he shivered all over, and his forced smile turned even more strained.
Holding back his laughter, Kong Weide said, "Hmm, you must manage your expressions well, don't get more complaints from tourists."
"Yes..."
