Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 277-Truly Longer Than Life

The forgotten members of a certain group.

"Brothers, it's been a whole week, and there's still no news from Boss Wang?"

"Disappeared from the face of the earth, you know? He just disappeared from the face of the earth! There's not even a trace of him on Weibo."

"Is this jerk hiding in some corner again, having fun?"

"Everyone, please add the group from your own province or city. As long as Boss Wang opens a shop, he's bound to show up. Everyone must share what they have and absolutely not keep it to themselves!"

"Recently, there have been a lot of stalls set up by people who imitate Wang. They're getting more and more famous online, and their gimmicks are getting bigger and bigger. The last time I encountered one, the food was terrible, not even as good as the one at the entrance of our company."

"Exactly. Because of these people, people who have never tasted Boss Wang's food are now criticizing him. Can you tolerate this? @BossWang."

"@Boss Wang, come out now! If you don't come out, your reputation will be ruined by those people. Come out and slap them in the face."

In this Internet information age, when something becomes popular, countless people will follow suit and imitate it. With the packaging of some professional companies, many people will become famous.

A week may pass very slowly in real life, but it seems like a century has passed on the Internet. I don’t know if it’s the internet trolls or the onlookers who don’t know the truth, but they all started to complain that Wang Fan’s food probably doesn’t taste good either.

Many people have eaten Wang Fan’s food, but compared to all Chinese people, there are still many who have not eaten it, so it is normal to have different opinions.

Wang Fan has a lot of fans, but it’s useless to just talk about it. If you don’t put the food in your mouth, no one can guess whether it tastes good or not. These fans hope that Wang Fan will jump out and slap them in the face.

But their messages are destined not to be seen. Wang Fan is now busy all day long either learning to make new dishes or cooking for students. The rest of his time is spent with Zhuo Qianqian. People in the honeymoon period want to split every second into 60 parts. You still want him to have nothing to do in the group?

……

Your legs are actually longer than my life!

Wang Fan couldn't help but think when he heard Zhuo Qianqian's words.

It's a blessing to live to 100 years old, and you're only 112...

"Go over there and take a look. I think I saw a pair that might suit you."

As Wang Fan spoke, he took Zhuo Qianqian's hand and walked in another direction.

The shoes in this area are mainly made of rhinestones, which look blingbling and very beautiful.

One of the shoes caught Wang Fan's attention was a pair of silver-white shoes with a snake-like winding design and floral structures on it.

"Sir, you have good taste. This is a new bestseller in our store."

The salesgirl introduced with a smile: "This shoe has a thick heel design, which is also suitable for beginners. It won't make your feet tired or sprained so easily. If you like it, you can try it."

Wang Fan looked at Zhuo Qianqian. Zhuo Qianqian looked at the shoes, her eyes flashing with eagerness to try.

It seems that all women in the world can't resist anything sparkling.

The director was also a seasoned veteran. After looking at Zhuo Qianqian's height and the shoes she was wearing, she turned around and took out a pair of shoes from the shoe cabinet.

"Sit down and try these on."

Zhuo Qianqian sat down on the small sofa and bent down to take off her shoes and socks, but her long legs might be good for everything except sitting down and taking off her shoes.

When the salesgirl wanted to come forward to help, Wang Fan took the shoe box and squatted in front of Zhuo Qianqian.

When she took off her shoes and socks, a pair of slender white feet were revealed.

Zhuo Qianqian playfully wiggled her big toe. Her slightly peachy-pink toenails looked cute and healthy. The skin on her fair little feet was incredibly delicate, with the blue veins faintly visible.

Putting Zhuo Qianqian's little feet on his knees, Wang Fan took out the pair of shoes from the shoe box and put them on Zhuo Qianqian, then gently wrapped the snake-shaped straps around her ankles and calves.

The action was natural, but his old face couldn't help but turn red.

After all, although Zhuo Qianqian is his girlfriend, this is also his first time changing shoes for a girl. The slippery touch at the ankles is completely different from his own big woolen pants.

When she put on the shoes, even Wang Fan, Zhuo Qianqian's boyfriend who spent every day with her, was stunned.

It is true that clothes make the man and saddles make the horse.

Her already fair and delicate skin was so beautiful with the help of these silver blingbling high heels that Wang Fan couldn't take his eyes off her.

Do I have some weird hobby?

Wang Fan couldn't help but ask himself a soul-searching question.

Zhuo Qianqian stood up happily. Although her high heels were not high, only 6 centimeters, Zhuo Qianqian was not short to begin with. When she stood up, her head reached Wang Fan's nose.

"Does it look good?"

The salesgirl exclaimed, "I've been selling shoes here for five years, and I've never seen anyone look better in them than you do. Many people need high heels to flatter their figures, including celebrities, but when you wear these shoes, you really elevate them."

Zhuo Qianqian looked at Wang Fan with some anticipation. Although everyone likes to hear good words, the most important thing is who said it.

Wang Fan naturally wouldn't say anything nice against his conscience. He just needed to tell the truth: "It's very beautiful."

Zhuo Qianqian's bright eyes suddenly curved into crescents: "That's good."

After saying that, he looked at the shopping guide expectantly and said, "Miss, can I just wear it and go?"

The young lady smiled and said, "Yes, sir, please come here to pay the bill."

After Wang Fan paid the bill, Zhuo Qianqian put her arm around Wang Fan and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to see something fun."

As he spoke, he pulled him towards the elevator, and then went straight out of the mall.

Wang Fan asked curiously, "Isn't shopping in the mall fun?"

Zhuo Qianqian shook her head: "Didn't you say you wanted to see what Tianjin is like? What can you see in a shopping mall like this? Come on, let's walk there."

After saying that, he happily pulled Wang Fan forward.

It's just past 10 o'clock now, the sun is not too strong and the temperature is just right.

Not long after they started walking, Wang Fan saw a group of people gathered not far ahead. He pointed there and asked, "Are you taking me there? What are they doing over there?"

Zhuo Qianqian chuckled and said, "If you want to see people, you have to come here. That bridge is called the Lion Forest Bridge. These people are here to watch me diving."

Wang Fan was stunned: "Diving?"

Zhuo Qianqian nodded and said, "Yes, there are a lot of uncles diving there. They are all very talkative. Just look at them and you will know what Tianjin people are like."

Wang Fan nodded thoughtfully: "Do they usually dive at this time? When do they stop diving?"

"It usually starts at 9 o'clock. When it ends depends on how many people are watching. If there are some people stirring up trouble, it can last from 9 am to 9 pm. It's as leisurely as you want."

(End of this chapter)