Chapter 36: An "Accidental" Viral Hit

Yuan Meng's outfit was eye-catching to begin with, and combined with her adorable looks, she attracted countless gazes as she ran along the way.

To actually see the Mingyue Boy personally come out to sell fried rice—just how delicious must it be? She simply had to try it.

Soon, the crowd behind the snack cart grew larger and larger. When the owner circled around to shake off the urban management officers and returned, he found his stall had been occupied. He immediately began arguing with the newcomer, having no time to pay attention to the gluttonous girl who had been following him all this way just for a bite of food.

Fuming, the eldest Miss Yuan stood in front of the stall stomping her feet, but her cute appearance quickly attracted a crowd. Some even mistook her for the owner, thinking she was some internet celebrity performing a stunt.

"Boss, I'll take an order of fried rice!"

"I want fried rice noodles!"

"Give me some fried noodles, add sausage and an egg!"

Forced into the role of boss, Yuan Meng hurriedly explained that she was just passing by and wasn't the owner, but the more she explained, the more people gathered.

Finally, exhausted and hungry, the eldest Miss Yuan snapped. She stepped forward and shielded the owner behind her.

"Boss, stop arguing! Hurry up and fry the rice, I'll argue for you!"

With her hands on her hips, Yuan Meng began chattering incessantly at the middle-aged man selling skewers in front of her.

"Hey, what are you looking at? I eat here all the time! He's always in this spot. We were just chased away by the urban management!

Don't believe me? Why are you being so unreasonable!

I've been running all this way and haven't even had a single bite, and you actually have the nerve to take our spot? Waaaaah~~"

Having vented her frustrations from gaming and then running all that way without eating, the eldest Miss Yuan burst into tears of grievance. Her tears flowed heavily, scaring the owner on the opposite side into fleeing immediately.

Finally, through the efforts of the eldest Miss Yuan, the three of them were finally able to eat late-night snacks.

The title *“The Sales Champion Eldest Miss Yuan and Her Two Useless Colleagues”* was vividly demonstrated at this very moment.

The eldest Miss Yuan even tearfully devoured a large portion of fried rice, plus a portion of fried rice noodles.

By the time she returned home, it was already the middle of the night. After washing up in the bathroom, she pressed her hands together and bowed three times toward her phone.

"Latin dance, Latin dance, Latin dance, please! Open!"

【Second Battalion Commander's Italian Cannon, ￥60】

【Roadside Stone Bollard, ￥4.31】

【Xinxianyin 24-roll Tissue, one pack lasts as long as three, ￥0.01】

【Tujia Honey, mix with water for one cup daily to lubricate intestines, promote bowel movements, detoxify, and beautify the skin; ￥4.88】

Seeing the four items on the shopping page, Lin Mo couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Never mind the arsenal—what was the point of a real Italian cannon? He wasn't planning on attacking Ping'an County.

Furthermore, what on earth was a roadside stone bollard? People actually sold those online? Was it for treating menstrual cramps?

Setting aside what he would use it for, if he bought it now, wouldn't it just fall directly on his stomach? If that happened, he wouldn't be able to go back to school; the gluttonous girl would be attending his funeral by tomorrow.

Left with no choice, he chose the Tujia honey. Although this was available elsewhere, surely the effects of lubricating the intestines and beautifying the skin would be enhanced?

As the payment went through, a plastic bottle without any brand appeared out of thin air, filled with amber-colored honey.

How should he put it? The packaging and the color made it look as if someone had just found an empty bottle and stuffed some coloring into it; it looked like a defective product.

But following the principle of "since I've already bought it," he boiled some water, scooped a spoonful in, stirred it well, and after letting it cool slightly, downed it in one gulp.

To his surprise, it tasted sweet and was actually quite good to drink.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Mo also fell straight to sleep.

The next morning, Lin Mo woke up half an hour earlier than usual. He had no choice; if he didn't get up, he'd be late.

Then, he sat on the toilet for over forty minutes. He felt like he had lost at least a few pounds.

As for the smell, there was no need to mention it; he didn't know how many times he had to flush.

But when he finally emerged from the bathroom, he felt much more refreshed. Feeling the change in his body, Lin Mo was quite satisfied. Wealth and such were external things; things that were good for one's body were the real treasures.

At this rate, his body would soon escape the sub-health state common among modern youth.

He couldn't claim to live to a hundred, but he wouldn't suffer from any major illnesses.

He opened all the windows at home to ventilate before heading out to work. Lin Mo also noticed that his appetite was significantly larger today.

Arriving at the company, he habitually walked toward his workstation, having sat there for several months.

But he immediately saw Dong Dawei already working at his desk. His attitude was incredibly upright, lacking any of the unruly defiance he had shown yesterday at noon.

"Brother Lin, you're here!" The flexible Fatty Dong smiled with extreme obsequiousness.

There was no helping it; among the remaining managers, he was the most panicked. Although he hadn't been stripped of his managerial position, he was the only one receiving this kind of treatment. He knew this was a warning from President Liu because he had offended those two yesterday.

What he needed to do now was correct his attitude and let President Liu see it. Once the tension died down, he would be safe.

"It's fine, I'm just strolling by," Lin Mo said after taking a deep breath, feeling as though he were punching a mountain of cotton.

"President Liu instructed that from now on, you can go directly to the office when you come to the company. I'll handle things here!" Dong Dawei quickly stated his position.

Ever since Liu Ruyan called Yuan Meng and Lin Mo into the office yesterday, he knew that Lin Mo's relationship with President Liu was unusual—at least different from that Zhang Wei. He could see through such things.

After going home yesterday, he couldn't help but regret why he hadn't realized sooner that his company had so many well-connected people.

Entering the office, it was clear that the "Great Empress Ruyan" had not yet arrived. Having nothing to do, he brewed himself a cup of tea, enjoying the treatment of a leader.

A newspaper and a few cups of tea—he could handle this bit of hardship.

As for those who couldn't sit still—who are you blaming if you can't sit still?! (Uncle Benshan roars)

Just as he was leisurely sipping his tea, the eldest Miss Yuan stormed in, her twin tails bouncing. She grabbed a cup of tea, drained it in one go, and slammed the cup heavily onto the table.

"I'm so angry!"

Lin Mo:???

"What's wrong? Couldn't pass your stool this morning?"

"Get lost! You're the one who couldn't pass your stool!" Yuan Meng glared at him.

Hearing this, Lin Mo became even more curious. "Then why?"

"Damn it! I don't know which bastard recorded us going for late-night snacks last night and posted it on Douyin, and it even made the trending list! Waaaaah~~ My lifelong reputation is ruined!"

"Whoa, let me go take a look."

Lin Mo opened his phone and searched. He quickly found the corresponding video. In the video, the eldest Miss Yuan was dressed in her "Mingyue Ancestor" outfit, first chasing the snack cart, then being mistaken for the boss, and finally arguing on behalf of the boss until she cried herself to tears.

The video was posted late last night, and by now, it had over 4 million likes and over a hundred thousand comments—a massive hit.

"Holy crap, you're famous, Sister Yuan!"

As he was speaking, Liu Ruyan pushed the door open and walked in.

"Who's famous?"

"Sister Yuan, Sister Yuan is famous! She's even on the trending list!"

To their surprise, Liu Ruyan's next sentence silenced them both.

"You mean this one? I know about it. I invested 100,000 in Dou+ promotion."

Lin Mo:.

Yuan Meng: ε＝ε＝ε＝(#>д<)

(End of Chapter)