Chapter 382: Let You Open a Gourmet Shop, You Open for Business at 3 AM

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Tian Xiaolin's eyes rolled, she edged up to Zhao Qifeng and said cheerfully: "Coach Zhao, you work hard every day, and today Sister Zhen Zhen isn't here, so don't be so serious, okay? I'll treat you to lunch today; once we go in, you can order whatever you want, I'll pay, how about that?"

Saying this, she naturally wanted to bribe Zhao Qifeng.

Before, she used this kind of trick to bribe those two assistants; even if she secretly ate some snacks, they would help cover for her.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Tian."

Zhao Qifeng first smiled politely, then still said with a serious face: "But Sister Chen's instructions still can't be changed; you can't eat high-calorie, high-fat foods, and fried things are absolutely out."

His answer had not a hint of hesitation; it seemed he had been bribed by Tian Xiaolin like this more than once.

He now had a prepared response.

The plan to bribe Zhao Qifeng failed, and Tian Xiaolin sighed helplessly.

"I know, I know."

Tian Xiaolin pouted and said reluctantly: "I'll definitely behave, okay? Don't talk anymore; if you keep nagging, I really won't let you follow me!"

Seeing her say this, Zhao Qifeng nodded and closed his mouth, saying nothing more.

Tian Xiaolin finally felt some peace around her ears.

At this moment, she suddenly noticed that the line ahead looked very lively.

Many people had their heads together, and from time to time came a few sighs of regret.

Tian Xiaolin stood on tiptoe, craned her neck to look ahead, feeling that the people in front seemed to be fighting over something.

"Sister Yuan Yuan, what are those people in front gathering around to do?"

She couldn't help but tug at Fang Yuan's clothes, pointing with her finger at the noisy diners not far ahead, her eyes full of curiosity.

"They're doing a lucky draw."

Fang Yuan smiled and explained patiently: "Boss Lu only makes two roast ducks a day; they aren't sold directly, only those who draw a red ball are qualified to buy one. I won once yesterday, and that roast duck tasted really good."

"Huh? You need a lucky draw just to buy a roast duck?"

Tian Xiaolin couldn't help but widen her eyes, her face full of surprise.

She had never heard of such a thing before.

"It feels quite fun, Sister Yuan Yuan; how high is the probability of winning? I'll try my luck later too."

Tian Xiaolin's eyes shone with excitement, showing great interest in the lucky draw.

"When I came yesterday, only two out of over forty people won."

Fang Yuan shook her head with a smile; she saw Zhu Chang approaching with the lucky draw box, and a glint flashed in her eyes: "I think the lucky draw hasn't ended yet; there's probably at least one red ball left in the box that hasn't been drawn, so there might still be hope today."

Not long after, Zhu Chang came to Fang Yuan holding the lucky draw box.

"Young Lady Sister, we meet again!"

As soon as Zhu Chang saw Fang Yuan, his small eyes lit up.

He reached out and patted the lucky draw box, saying with a smile: "There's still one red ball in the box now; I don't know how your luck is today. If you draw it later, I can partner with you to buy it."

Fang Yuan raised her eyebrows, pointed to Tian Xiaolin and the others behind her, and shook her head with a smile: "Little brother, today Sister brought friends along; if I win, I can't share it with you anymore."

Hearing this, the smile on Zhu Chang's face froze.

He looked behind Fang Yuan and saw Tian Xiaolin wearing a baseball cap and a mask, feeling it was a bit strange.

He couldn't help but look a couple more times, vaguely feeling she looked familiar.

But before Zhu Chang could recall, he heard Fang Yuan say: "Little brother, I'm starting the lucky draw now."

"Sister, wait a moment! Let me think first!"

Zhu Chang came back to his senses and quickly took back the lucky draw box he had been handing over.

Holding the box, he stepped back and his mind spun quickly.

All the way, Zhu Chang had held the box for people to draw, silently keeping count in his heart.

Now there were only three balls left in the box: two white balls and one red ball.

If he drew now, he would have a one-third chance of winning.

But if his luck was bad and he drew a white ball...

Fang Yuan had just said that the qualification to share this last roast duck wouldn't fall to him.

Today he wouldn't get to eat Boss Lu's roast duck.

Zhu Chang really wanted to just draw now and take a gamble on his luck.

But for some reason, his intuition told him that the next one drawn would still be a white ball.

He stood in place, hesitating for a while, and finally decided to trust his intuition.

Zhu Chang gritted his teeth and pushed the box toward Fang Yuan: "Young Lady Sister, I've decided; you draw first! If you really draw it, I accept it!"

The diners in front also gathered around now, everyone quietly guessing whose home today's last roast duck would fall to.

Fang Yuan smiled, reached her hand into the box, and her fingertips brushed over the last three ping pong balls in the box one by one.

Zhu Chang opposite her was now extremely nervous, not blinking, staring fixedly at Fang Yuan's hand reaching into the box.

White ball! White ball!

Heaven bless! God bless! Buddha bless!

The next one drawn must be a white ball!

Zhu Chang frantically chanted in his heart, praying to all kinds of gods.

Perhaps his piety moved some immortal.

When Fang Yuan pulled her hand out, she was pinching a white ping pong ball.

"Hahaha! Sister, your luck isn't too good today!"

Zhu Chang grinned, instantly letting out a breath of relief.

He glanced at the somewhat disappointed Fang Yuan and said magnanimously, "Sister, you don't need to be discouraged. I can share some of Boss Lu's roast duck with you today. After all, you gave me a duck leg yesterday, and your younger brother here believes in reciprocity!"

Right now he had a sense of relaxation after surviving a disaster, as if he could already see the scene of roast duck placed before him in a moment.

Only two balls left, a fifty percent chance.

No matter what, he should be able to draw a red ball, right?

"My turn, my turn!"

Tian Xiaolin behind Fang Yuan could no longer hold back, raising her hand and shouting loudly.

"Wait a moment, miss! I'll draw first!"

With the roast duck within easy reach, how could Zhu Chang possibly let someone cut in at this moment?

The moment his words fell, his hand shot into the lucky draw box, randomly touching a ball and pulling it out.

He didn't even have time to look at it before throwing his head back and laughing heartily: "The last roast duck Boss Lu made today is mine!"

But before his laughter could settle, Tian Xiaolin beside him tilted her head, pointed at the ball in his hand, and asked with a hint of doubt.

"Isn't what you drew also a white ball? Why are you acting like you won?"