Cheng Su entered the restaurant, and her face immediately turned stern as she coldly glanced over everyone. She sat down, expressionless, and said, "Speak, what happened?" Xiaoying and the others were visibly nervous, looking from one person to another and bowing their heads, not daring to utter a word.
Qi Fenglian stepped forward and said, "It’s Aunt Zhu from next door. She’s jealous because our business is doing well. She goes around telling everyone that someone died in our restaurant before, and now people who are faint-hearted don’t dare to come in and dine."
Cheng Su frowned.
"Exactly, their business is suffering, so they’re envious of our shop. They catch anyone trying to come in for a meal and tell them our place is unlucky, and they even say that eating our food could make you sick because of bad spirits," Xiaoying said, both aggrieved and angry.
"So you argued with her?" Cheng Su’s face remained expressionless.
The others lowered their heads and it was Qi Fenglian who spoke up, "We didn’t really argue, just had a few words."
"Didn’t really argue, and yet it drew so many onlookers eager to watch the excitement?" Cheng Su said coldly.
Qi Fenglian’s face instantly flushed red, and she pursed her lips.
Xiaoying and Jin Zhi became even more anxious. Sister Lian, being the boss’s Elder Sister, was reprimanded like this. Wouldn’t the likes of them be scolded to death?
Could it be that they would be fired?
No way, the business is doing so well. President Cheng had also said before that the better the business, the higher the bonus would be in the future. None of them wanted to leave.
"From a distance, it looked like a grand opera was being staged here, with people packed inside and out," Cheng Su said with a scoff.
Cheng Su then let Xiaoying and the others get back to work, while she took Qi Fenglian out of the restaurant to quietly explain how things should be handled. Upon hearing Cheng Su’s words, Qi Fenglian nodded in agreement like a pecking chicken.
Cheng Su noticed Aunt Zhu snooping around the entrance, stealing glances at them, so she took Qi Fenglian over.
God Zhu was startled and stuttered, "What, what do you want?"
Cheng Su chuckled sinisterly, looking at their quiet restaurant as if waiting for flies to buzz, and said, "Aunt Zhu, we are neighbors, seeing each other day and night. It’s better to accumulate some good karma. My restaurant has been properly sanctified with a ritual, quite clean indeed. But you, always talking about death, better not bring misfortune upon yourself. Souls know everything! You run your business, and I’ll run mine. Let’s live in peace and all will be well and auspicious, right?"
Aunt Zhu turned red and then pale, frightened and at a loss for words.
Qi Fenglian watched from the side, full of admiration for her sister-in-law’s ability to leave someone speechless with just a few words.

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