Overbearing Immortal Doctor
Chapter 167 - 167 167 Chaos Store

167: Chapter 167 Chaos Store 167: Chapter 167 Chaos Store The little sister Wu Xiaoween spotted him in the crowd, quickly pushed past a few female classmates, and ran towards him.

“How’s it been?

These days at school going well?” Wu Xiaoyu asked.

Wu Xiaoween confidently smiled and replied, “What could be bad?

With so much pocket money every month, what more could I want?”

Wu Xiaoyu patted her head and advised, “Just don’t be too stingy at school, but also don’t get too greedy!

If you can’t find someone richer than our family in the future, how will you get married?”

Wu Xiaoween knew he was joking but still shyly lowered her head and said, “Brother, what are you talking about?”

At this moment, a few girls including Ma Xiaomin walked over.

Ma Xiaomin waved her hand at the others, signaling them to go ahead, then approached Wu Xiaoyu and smiled, “Hello, Master Wu!”

Master Wu?

Is she flattering me or mocking me?

Wu Xiaoyu frowned, glared at Ma Xiaomin, and said, “I don’t deserve the title of Master, but if you…”

Before he could finish, he realized his words might hurt the young ones, quickly changed his tone, and said, “When did you and my sister become so close?”

Ma Xiaomin seemed a bit embarrassed, smiled, and said, “Are you mocking me?

I’ve always had a good relationship with your sister!”

Wu Xiaoween immediately retorted, “Who says so?

You used to pick on me a lot!”

Hearing this, Ma Xiaomin jokingly quarreled with Wu Xiaoween.

Seeing his sister like this, Wu Xiaoyu was quite relieved.

His sister used to be very cautious at school.

Although her grades were excellent, she often got ostracized by her classmates because of it.

Seeing his sister casually joke with a domineering figure like Ma Xiaomin, he knew she had undergone her first transformation in life.

The driving force behind her transformation was, of course, his own strong rise, so much so that even Ma Xiaomin’s parents had to come to him for favors.

This dominance and the existing wealth dispelled Wu Xiaoween’s inferiority complex.

Her own renewed self-awareness also played a crucial role.

After some playful banter with Ma Xiaomin, Wu Xiaoween wanted to take Wu Xiaoyu to the cafeteria for a meal.

Wu Xiaoyu had long grown tired of the high school’s cafeteria food.

Moreover, being accustomed to the dishes made by the chefs at Jiji, his palate had become too picky to enjoy the cafeteria food.

Wu Xiaoyu took out a few hundred yuan bills from his wallet, stuffed them into Wu Xiaoween’s hands, and prepared to leave.

It had been hard for Wu Xiaoween to get her brother to visit her at school, and now he was leaving after just a short meeting.

She felt a bit down.

But knowing that her brother came to the county mainly to buy chicken seedlings and handle factory-related paperwork, she understood he had important matters to attend to and let him go.

Wu Xiaoyu had only eaten a few buns at Jiji in the morning before rushing out.

Talking about lunch with his sister made him realize he was already starving.

Leaving the school gate, Wu Xiaoyu headed to a wonton shop not far away.

Back in high school, he often came here with Zhou Dong and missed the taste very much.

Since he was here, he couldn’t leave without having a bowl of wontons.

The proprietress of the wonton shop seemed to remember him and asked in surprise, “Why are you still in high school?”

Wu Xiaoyu sat down, somewhat gloomily replying, “I dropped out long ago!”

Realizing her mistake, the proprietress said no more and quickly went to the back to prepare his wontons.

This wonton shop had delicious wontons, but being next to a school, it didn’t see much business except on Sundays.

Wu Xiaoyu waited for three to five minutes before the proprietress brought out a steaming bowl of wontons.

Wu Xiaoyu picked up the spoon, tasted the hot soup first.

The moment the broth touched his tongue, the fresh flavor of dried shrimp exploded.

He nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing no other customers around, the proprietress sat at the neighboring table and started a conversation, saying worriedly:

“In this summer heat, people don’t like eating hot soups.

Since I opened today, you’ve been just the seventh or eighth customer.

Business is really getting harder!”

Looking around the shop, Wu Xiaoyu realized she was right.

Besides him, there was only a hefty lady sitting under the fan, wiping her sweat and savoring the wontons.

“Installing an air conditioner might help,” Wu Xiaoyu suggested casually.

The proprietress looked troubled and said, “Air conditioning is nice, but it uses too much electricity.

I barely earn enough, and the electric bill is a significant expense!”

Wu Xiaoyu continued eating wontons and casually comforted her, “The weekend must bring more customers, right?

Aren’t the students coming to eat?”

Talking about the students finally brought a smile to the proprietress’s face.

Happily, she said, “Exactly!

The students are the reason I’m still in business.”

As they chatted, a black Mercedes-Benz SUV pulled up at the shop’s entrance, and three or four young men in black shirts got out.

These men flooded into the wonton shop, startling the proprietress.

Before she could speak, an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face, followed by a portly middle-aged man holding a fan, walked in.

The elderly man entered slowly and said to the proprietress, “Sorry to bother you!

I just want to have a bowl of wontons, nothing else.

Don’t be afraid!”

The proprietress saw the man’s imposing demeanor and knew he was not an ordinary person.

She hurriedly nodded and went to the back to prepare wontons.

The elderly man sat next to Wu Xiaoyu, and the portly middle-aged man hurriedly fanned him like a sycophant.

“Grandpa, it’s too hot here.

There’s no air conditioning.

Why bother coming here to eat?

And for a bowl of wontons!” the portly middle-aged man complained, wiping his sweat.

The elderly man snorted, “If you think it’s too hot, don’t come!

I didn’t ask you!

So many complaints!”

Silenced by the scolding, the middle-aged man obeyed, knowing the 50-square-meter wonton shop was cramped and without air conditioning.

With so many people suddenly crowding in, how could it not be hot?

The elderly man fanned himself patiently while waiting.

“You all go outside!

What’s the point of crowding in here?

Making it even hotter!” the elderly man said to the bodyguard-like young men.

On hearing this, they exchanged glances and left the shop.

Standing outside in the sweltering sun, they didn’t sit in the car for the breeze but stayed vigilant at the door.

Wu Xiaoyu glanced at the elderly man, and coincidentally locked eyes with the portly middle-aged man, who snapped, “What are you looking at?

Look any more, and I’ll gouge your eyes out!”

Seeing the rudeness, the elderly man scolded, “What’s your problem?

Can’t someone look at you without losing a piece of meat?

Have some manners!

Apologize!”

The middle-aged man argued, “Grandpa, I’m just looking out for your safety.

Who knows what this kid is up to?”

Originally, for the elderly man’s sake, Wu Xiaoyu didn’t want to argue, but the man’s relentless behavior was intolerable.

He retorted, “Who are you?

Such a clown.”