After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan smiled faintly:

"Okay, the store is closed for the next few days. I'll send you a message on WeChat in advance when it reopens."

"Alright! It's a deal!" Sun Peng laughed heartily, picked up his teacup, and said, "I'll let you experience the power of my old classmate's support later. We won't rest until we've emptied your kitchen!"

The atmosphere at the table was very harmonious.

While devouring his braised pork hock, Sun Peng began to complain about his work:

"Old Lin, to be honest, sometimes I'm quite envious of your current state."

"Although I've reached a middle management position now, which looks glamorous, I'm actually just a sandwich filling."

"There are foreign executives above who are obsessed with cutting costs, and a bunch of young engineers below who I have to mentor. I'm busy all day with meetings and writing presentation slides. It's exhausting with all the backstabbing and infighting."

Sun Peng sighed and shook his head: "If it weren't for supporting my family and earning money for Yangyang's milk powder, I would have stopped serving those foreign executives a long time ago."

"You're so honest, earning money by cooking with your own hands. You feel at ease no matter how much or how little you earn."

Lin Fan poured him half a cup of hot tea and said gently, "Every family has its own problems. Running a restaurant is also a tough business, with all sorts of difficulties. Just keep moving forward steadily."

"Yes! Keep moving forward steadily!" Sun Peng nodded with deep feeling, picked up his teacup and clinked it with Lin Fan's.

Beside her, Zhou Yun was carefully peeling an orange for Tuantuan.

The little girl was well-behaved and sensible. After finishing her own meal, she took the orange with both hands, sweetly said "Thank you, Aunt Zhou," then broke off half and offered it to Yangyang, who was playing with toy cars next to her.

Yangyang took the orange, popped it into his mouth, and grinned at Tuantuan.

Looking at the two little ones getting along so well, Zhou Yun couldn't help but praise Lin Fan, "Lin Fan, you've taught Tuantuan so well. She's so sensible and polite at such a young age, and not spoiled at all."

Lin Fan looked at his daughter with tenderness in his eyes: "The child is sensible, so her father doesn't have to worry so much."

The group ate and chatted, reminiscing about their university days and discussing the mundane details of daily life.

Before I knew it, the clock on the wall pointed to 1:20 p.m.

The entire meal was eaten clean.

Sun Peng stood up, and without saying a word, quickly walked to the front desk and paid the full amount of the bill.

After leaving the restaurant, the group took the elevator down to the lobby of the China World Trade Center.

The warm winter sun pierced through the thin clouds and shone on the wide steps in front of the mall, making the snow shimmer with a golden light.

Sun Peng zipped up his coat, patted Lin Fan's shoulder forcefully, and earnestly instructed:

"Old Lin, I'm happier to run into you again today than if I'd closed a huge deal."

"Okay, I'll let you know in advance before opening the door." Lin Fan nodded in agreement.

Yangyang waved his chubby little hand goodbye to Tuantuan: "Goodbye, Tuantuan!"

"Goodbye, Yangyang!" Tuantuan waved her little hand cheerfully, wearing her newly bought pink down jacket.

After saying goodbye to Sun Peng's family, Lin Fan, holding Tuantuan's hand, took Su Xiaoxiao back to the underground parking garage and got into the Wuling Hongguang.

The little girl spent most of the morning shopping and had a full tummy. She was put into her car seat in the back and soon fell into a deep sleep while cuddling with her orange cat, Xiajiao.

Su Xiaoxiao sat in the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt.

She turned to look at Lin Fan, and couldn't help but smile, saying, "Brother Lin, Mr. Sun just said he's bringing his whole family to the shop this weekend to support you and get your water pipes installed. I wonder what kind of expression they'll have when they get there."

Lin Fan started the car and drove smoothly out of the underground parking garage: "My old classmate meant well, there's no need to show off, just treat him normally."

"I know."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, her smile fading, and asked seriously, "Brother Lin, shall we go to the South Suburb Industrial Park now?"

"Um."

Lin Fan turned the steering wheel, and the car merged into the traffic on the main road, heading south:

"Go and take a look at the central kitchen that we took over before."

……

Beside the steps at the entrance of the China World Trade Center.

Sun Peng stood in the cold wind, his gaze fixed on the bread cart until it completely disappeared from sight, before letting out a somewhat wistful sigh:

"Old Lin... he was such a spirited and ambitious guy back in architecture school. But these past few years he's been ruined by his family."

Sun Peng turned to Zhou Yun beside him and said, "Honey, when we go to Jin Street in a few days, pick out a couple of nice suits to take with us. I think Lao Lin's clothes are a bit worn out."

"Old Sun...stop sighing, look at this!"

Zhou Yun stood to the side, looking at the information on her phone, her expression changing slightly.

Sun Peng paused for a moment, then leaned closer to look: "What's wrong? Why are you in such a panic? What happened at the shop?"

"Not in the store! It's on Weibo!"

Zhou Yun pointed to the trending search terms highlighted in bold red at the top of the screen: "Look at the top of the local and national trending search lists!"

Sun Peng stared intently.

Several lines of large text were prominently displayed on the screen:

[#Ye Wanxing, the female general, posted a still of pan-fried buns# [Breaking News]]

[#Which store is Lin's Shop?# [Hot]]

[#Hidden Gem Shops on Phoenix Golden Street# [Hot Topic]]

Sun Peng clicked on the entry and found that the top-ranked popular discussion clearly stated:

"Located on Phoenix Golden Street in the old town of Jiangcheng! The shop is called 'Lin's Shop'!"

Looking at the store name and address in black and white on the screen, Sun Peng felt a buzzing in his head, and he froze in the cold wind:

"Holy crap?! Phoenix Golden Street... Lin Family Shop?!"

Sun Peng suddenly looked up, glanced in the direction the Wuling Hongguang had gone, then looked down at his phone screen:

"That restaurant Old Lin mentioned casually... is that really its name?! He's not kidding me?!"

Zhou Yun also stood to the side, staring blankly at her phone screen.

The two stood frozen in the cold wind at the entrance of the China World Trade Center for a good ten seconds.

However, after the initial shock, Zhou Yun's brows gradually furrowed again.

"Something's not right, Lao Sun, something's not right."

"Something's not right!" Sun Peng was still in shock. "The address and store name match perfectly!"

Zhou Yun shook her head, her tone tinged with exasperation: "Old Sun, how can you be so stupid?!"

Zhou Yun pointed to the celebrity posters on her phone screen and said in a low voice:

"What kind of star is Ye Wanxing? She's a top-tier celebrity! She earns tens of millions of yuan for a single commercial endorsement, and her acting roles are always big productions."

"What level of capital backing would a shop need to be able to get Ye Wanxing to promote it on Weibo and create such a sensation across the internet?"

"There must be extremely powerful investors behind that."