Time flew by during the lunch rush. After selling the last dish, Shen Lu quickly had Wang Daguo close the door and hang up the "Closed for Break" sign to keep customers from coming in for nothing.
After a quick lunch of tomato and egg noodles, Shen Lu sat at the front counter to edit today's video.
Since she hadn't had a free moment all morning, Shen Lu had to save the video editing—and publishing—for the afternoon.
She didn't believe in having a backlog; she generally filmed and posted on the same day, prizing timeliness.
Suddenly, a few people appeared at the entrance. Too lazy to get up, Shen Lu sent Wang Daguo to check who it was.
"Boss, it's people from the military."
Shen Lu sat up straight. 'They sure move fast.'
'The competition just ended yesterday, and they're already at my door.'
"Boss, what did you say?" Her voice had been too quiet for Wang Daguo to hear. "Should I let them in?"
