Wang Baishan had a deep background, and the temporary workers and quarantine officers he had bribed refused to speak up. Without evidence against him, it was difficult to deal with him for the time being.
Dealing with Chen Zhaofeng, on the other hand, was much easier. Although he was somewhat of a figure in Longhe Town, he was ultimately just a businessman, skilled only in currying favor from all sides.
Now, Jiji surpassed Juxian Inn in both service attitude and food taste. The only advantage Juxian Inn had left was its so-called signature breakfast.
But even this so-called signature breakfast had become less popular due to the lack of my supply of mushrooms. How could Chen Zhaofeng maintain his footing this way? How could Juxian Inn not collapse?
While Wu Xiaoyu was inwardly mourning for Chen Zhaofeng, Chen Zhaofeng himself was not resting.
He knew that his conspiracy had been exposed, so he no longer cared for face and started openly competing with Jiji.
