Reborn in 1990: My Family Store Leads to the Future

Qi Qiang's face was so dark it could drip water, not because he was petty.

Since returning to China, however, everyone he has encountered, whether peers or elders, has shown him great respect. Even some of his father's colleagues have treated him, a top student, with utmost courtesy.

You could say he felt like he was the protagonist of his own life.

"Could it be that he also has feelings for Li Huan? Can't he see through my background? Doesn't he know I came back from abroad?"

Qi Qiang thought for a moment and felt it was necessary to let Lu Yuan know the difference between the two of them.

"My father told me that someone used connections to come to the exhibition a while ago. Could it be you?"

As soon as he said this, Li Huan's expression turned somewhat displeased. In fact, Li Huan didn't care what Qi Qiang said.

But the people participating in this exhibition represent the face of Shanghai, how could he say such a thing?

Lu Yuan, however, didn't care at all. He didn't even answer him, but instead spoke up.

"Oh, right, I almost forgot something important. Everyone who comes here now gets a free ice cream. You can try it."

"It's okay, I won't eat it."

Li Huan doesn't really like desserts, especially ice cream, which has a cloying taste of sugary syrup mixed with milk powder.

Qi Qiang, who was standing to the side, nodded in agreement.

"You didn't know Huanhuan doesn't eat sweets."

"If you keep calling me that, you can go back home yourself."

Li Huan was taken aback when she heard this, turned her head to look at him, and couldn't help but speak up.

Qi Qiang quickly raised his hand to indicate that he didn't know how.

"My ice cream cones are different from others; you'll know once you try them."

As he spoke, Lu Yuan skillfully turned on the machine and used a cone to make a matcha-flavored ice cream.

Qi Qiang had seen a lot of the world, but he was still stunned when he saw ice cream being dispensed from a machine like that.

Inside the golden cone, pale green ice cream with tiny ice crystals glittered in the sunlight.

The patterns on it look so neat and tidy that you can't bear to damage them.

"Is this an ice cream cone?"

Li Huan initially didn't have any particular thoughts, but after seeing the ice cream in Lu Yuan's hand, she felt as if her perception had been changed; she had never seen such a strange ice cream before.

He quickly took it in his hand and took a small bite.

A soft texture, completely different from ice cream, melted in her mouth, carrying a unique and refreshing sensation with a hint of tea fragrance, driving away the heat in her heart.

She loved the feeling so much that she quickly took another bite.

"It's so delicious!"

"It's just an ice cream, what's so special about it?"

Qi Qiang, who was standing to the side, was stunned for a moment. Looking at the strangely shaped ice cream, he was also eager to try it.

Seeing Lu Yuan's appearance on the side, he did feel a little embarrassed.

Li Huan smiled happily: "What the book says is true. If eating more sweets can make you feel happy when you're unhappy, I didn't believe it at first."

"Li Huan, if you like ice cream, I'll go and buy some wholesale for you later. Something doesn't look right with this ice cream. Could there be some quality problem?"

"If you want to eat it, just say so. There's no need to pretend here."

Lu Yuan initially didn't have any particular thoughts, but after hearing what this guy said, he shook his head slightly before speaking.

Qi Qiang's expression was a little tense. Would a top student from abroad like him want to eat this kind of strangely textured ice cream?

So he turned to look at Li Huan.

"Li Huan, shall we leave now?"

Li Huan was now intrigued by the ice cream and had no intention of leaving immediately. Instead, he carefully examined the ice cream machine: "This machine can make ice cream? How did you make it?"

As she spoke, she didn't even notice that her gaze towards Lu Yuan had become more interested.

Qi Qiang's expression turned somewhat unpleasant when he saw that Li Huan seemed to be ignoring him. He glanced at Lu Yuan.

Seeing that his clothes were all cheap, they immediately felt a great sense of superiority.

"You're just a small vendor; you must have pulled some strings to be able to participate in this trade fair, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Lu Yuan got here through his own abilities!"

Upon hearing this, Li Huan retorted with a straight face.

"The food he sells tastes very good. Have you ever tried the food here? He was even in the newspaper a few days ago. On the day he opened his shop, the entire Xijing Road was packed with people. I don't know how many people were scrambling to buy his food."

"He earns way more in a day than you do."

"Really?"

Qi Qiang re-examined the person in front of him, his tone filled with surprise.

"It's all fake. I'm just a shop owner. How can I compare to a giant sea turtle?"

Lu Yuan chuckled, offering no explanation, and simply picked up another cone, handing him an ice cream.

"Actually, I don't have any special skills. It's just that the guests have been too kind to me. And since you're a well-educated and worldly person, you can give me some advice."

Qi Qiang was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding why Lu Yuan's attitude had suddenly changed.

He assumed it was because he felt the gap between them was too great that he said such a thing, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

He, who had always been fawned over, wanted this feeling, and nodded slightly.

"Since you've put it that way, I'll give you face and try a little. This stuff isn't very good; I'm already tired of it abroad..."

After taking one bite, Qi Qiang was stunned. The taste was far superior to anything he had eaten abroad.

He forgot what to say for a moment, and quickly picked it up and took another bite.

He shook his head repeatedly.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

"Could it be that my product is really inferior to those from abroad?"

Looking at his reaction, Lu Yuan suddenly felt uncertain.

Li Huan was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what this guy was up to.

"What's wrong with you? If you have a problem, just say so. Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"

"How exactly did he make this?"

Qi Qiang didn't understand either. He had eaten so much in the United States, but he had never tasted ice cream with such a refreshing texture.

It was completely different from anything he had ever been exposed to.

Almost instantly, he realized that this thing could make money, so he was a little stunned and focused his gaze on the machine that he found somewhat magical.

"Lu Yuan, right? Where did you get this so-called machine from?"