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

"Mr. Liu, do you mean... his shop is a scam?" Wang Tao asked tentatively.

"Whether it's a scam or not, you media people are best at 'digging' it out, aren't you?"

Liu Zhiyuan pushed up his glasses, his eyes turning cold: "Excessive marketing, hiring online trolls, exploiting his daughter's misery, and even, not excluding the possibility, the use of some addictive chemical flavor enhancer to control diners' taste buds."

"In this era, it is easy to create a god, and even easier to destroy a clay idol."

"I want you to release this material at 8 PM tonight, when traffic is at its peak. The headline should be as eye-catching as possible, and it would be best if you could also mention the Su Group, so that the buzz will explode."

As he spoke, Liu Zhiyuan took out a bank card from his pocket and pushed it in front of Wang Tao.

"The password is six eights. There are two hundred thousand inside. After it's all done, there will be another three hundred thousand."

Wang Tao stared at the bank card, his breathing becoming heavy.

He grabbed the card, stuffed it into his pocket, and patted his chest to assure him:

"Don't worry, Mr. Liu! Exposing fake personas is my specialty! Tonight at eight o'clock, I guarantee I'll make Lin Fan the biggest joke in Jiangcheng!"

Watching Wang Tao leave in a huff, Liu Zhiyuan leaned back on the sofa, took off his glasses, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Lin Fan... a piece of trash at the bottom of society, dares to swagger in front of me?"

He recalled Lin Fan's nonchalant yet condescending attitude in the store, and felt waves of nausea wash over him.

He would never allow Shen Man to be attracted to such a vulgar person, nor would he allow his elite dignity to be trampled on by a cook.

……

Three o'clock in the afternoon, Lin's shop.

The roller shutter door was half-drawn, blocking out the sunlight and giving the shop a lazy and tranquil afternoon atmosphere.

Su Xiaoxiao was holding a calculator, sitting behind the cashier and tallying up accounts.

Although she had been working with Lin Fan for two days, seeing the six-figure turnover on the books every day still felt like a dream to her.

"Brother Lin, today's sales have exceeded 200,000 again."

Su Xiaoxiao put down the calculator, looked up at Lin Fan who was sitting not far away, patiently peeling grapes for Tuantuan, and her tone was full of amazement.

"And today, those big bosses cried so hard after eating scrambled eggs with tomatoes... I was completely stunned when I saw it."

Lin Fan peeled a glistening green grape, popped it into Tuantuan's mouth (who was engrossed in drawing on the table), then looked up and smiled faintly.

"The higher people climb, the emptier they feel inside. They're not crying over the food, but over the things they themselves have lost."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Although she didn't quite understand the complex psychology of those big bosses, she knew that the best decision she had ever made was accepting the cup of plum juice that Lin Fan handed her on that hot afternoon.

"Gurgle..."

An untimely growl from a stomach broke the silence of the shop.

Su Xiaoxiao blushed and awkwardly covered her stomach. She had been so busy at noon that she hadn't even had time to drink water, just maintaining order and serving dishes.

Lin Fan stood up and took out a wet wipe to clean his hands.

"Are you hungry? You've had a long day. I'll go get you something to eat. After you eat, go to the hospital to keep your aunt company."

"No need to trouble you, Brother Lin! I can just make some instant noodles!" Su Xiaoxiao quickly stood up and waved her hand.

"sit down."

Lin Fanyu smiled. "As a restaurant owner, would I let my employees go hungry?"

He turned and went into the kitchen, took a piece of ordinary tofu, two green vegetables he had bought from the market yesterday, and a small piece of pork with some fat from the refrigerator.

Heat oil in a wok.

Sauté the minced meat in a pan until the fat is rendered, then add minced ginger and garlic and sauté until fragrant. Cut the tofu into even small cubes and slide them into the pan along the edge.

Instead of using high heat to toss the pot, I gently pushed the bottom of the pot with the back of the spoon, allowing the tofu to simmer slowly in the bubbling broth and absorb the flavors.

Finally, sprinkle on some fresh green bok choy and drizzle with a few drops of sesame oil.

A simple stew of minced meat, cabbage, and tofu.

In less than ten minutes, two bowls of steaming hot rice, along with a pot of stewed tofu exuding a homely aroma, were served on the table.

"Eat up. There's nothing fancy, just something to eat." Lin Fan served Su Xiaoxiao a bowl of rice.

Su Xiaoxiao took the rice bowl with both hands, her eyes welling up with tears again.

This dish looks ordinary and doesn't even have one percent of the aroma of the dishes sold in restaurants.

But when you eat it, the tofu is piping hot and smooth, the bok choy is sweet and refreshing, and the minced meat has a simple, savory sauce flavor.

It's a taste that makes you feel extremely at ease.

"Delicious... Brother Lin, your home-cooked meals are better than any fancy meal I've ever had."

Su Xiaoxiao shoveled large mouthfuls of rice into her mouth, eating with great relish.

Tuantuan also came over, gripping the edge of the table, her little mouth agape: "Daddy, I want to eat tofu too!"

"You ate so many grapes just now, can your stomach hold them all?" Lin Fan asked with a smile, picking up a small piece of cooled tofu and feeding it to his daughter.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the gaps in the roller shutter door onto the terrazzo floor, and the small shop was filled with the faint aroma of food.

There was only the simplest meal of rice and vegetables, and my daughter's carefree laughter.

Lin Fan sat at the table, looking at Su Xiaoxiao who was eating heartily and Tuantuan who was causing trouble next to her, with extremely gentle eyes.

He didn't ask for much, just a peaceful and dignified life.

He will not hesitate to retaliate against anyone who tries to disrupt this peace.

……

It was exactly 8 p.m.

The nightlife in Jiangcheng is just beginning.

An article titled "Unveiling 'Lin Family Shop': The Abandoned Husband of a Wealthy Family and the Traffic Scam Behind the Exorbitant Menu" was suddenly published simultaneously on several influential WeChat public accounts in Jiangcheng.

Following this, several local short video bloggers with hundreds of thousands of followers also simultaneously updated their video explanations about the incident.

This was like a depth charge, directly stirring up a huge wave on the Jiangcheng internet, which was already in the eye of the storm due to the "boiled cabbage" and "sky-high privilege card" incidents!

The article is written in a very sophisticated style, with every word and sentence conveying the certainty of an "insider".

It revealed Lin Fan's past in detail.

It is said that he was originally just a poor boy from a remote small town, but with his good looks, he married into the famous Su Group in Jiangcheng and became the legal husband of the female president, Su Qing.

But five years after their marriage, he idled away his time, lacked ambition, and willingly became a "gold digger" who lived off his wife.

The article even included several extremely blurry photos.

In the photo, Lin Fan is dressed in cheap clothes, carrying a shopping basket, and following behind a powerful woman, looking as humble as an assistant carrying a bag.

Although his face was not clearly visible, his figure was undoubtedly Lin Fan.

"A good-for-nothing son-in-law who had barely stepped into the kitchen and only knew how to cook noodles at home, transformed himself into a 'hidden master chef' who made the powerful and wealthy of Jiangcheng bow down in less than a month after being divorced and kicked out?"