Lin Chen heard Xue Ying's joking and chuckled, "You definitely can't eat the food at my restaurant, you would get poisoned."

"Poisoned? Why make it sound so scary?" Xue Ying looked at Lin Chen, puzzled.

Lin Chen smiled mysteriously, "You'll know once you try it. By the way, Sister Ying, please keep an eye on the construction site for me. I need to return to the city today since the restaurant is opening."

"Hey, you are the chairman, right? How come you are acting like a hands-off boss right from the start?" Xue Ying pretended to be angry.

Lin Chen wore a sheepish smile, "Well, a chairman is mainly responsible for controlling the overall situation. Comrade Xiao Xue, the leadership has high hopes for you!"

"You little rascal, now you're even talking officialese to me." Xue Ying frowned and reached out to hit Lin Chen.

But Lin Chen had already dashed a few meters away, making a face, "Sister Ying is so kind, thank you, Sister Ying!"

Watching Lin Chen's retreating figure, Xue Ying shook her head helplessly. This slippery guy, if only he wasn't so young, otherwise...

Embarrassed, what am I even thinking? Such thoughts unexpectedly crossed her mind, and unconsciously, Xue Ying's face turned red.

Lin Chen arrived at Zhao Xiaowen's house on his electric bike. Zhao Xiaowen had already gotten up, but Lin Chen could tell right away that she wasn't looking well.

"Xiaowen, did you sleep poorly last night, or are you sick?" Lin Chen touched Zhao Xiaowen's forehead, worriedly asking.

Zhao Xiaowen blushed, indeed she was sick, but what she suffered from was lovesickness.

She really hadn't slept well last night, her mind filled with the image of Lin Chen, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

"It's nothing, I probably just went to bed a bit late yesterday." Zhao Xiaowen said with a flushed face, naturally she wouldn't admit it was because she was thinking of Lin Chen that she couldn't sleep.

At that moment, a set of massage techniques suddenly appeared in Lin Chen's mind, capable of relieving fatigue and refreshing the mind.

"Xiaowen, let me give you a massage." Lin Chen said eagerly, having mastered the massage techniques.

Zhao Xiaowen's head was indeed feeling quite uncomfortable, so she nodded.

Lin Chen had Zhao Xiaowen sit in a chair, and he began to massage her according to the techniques in his mind.

Zhao Xiaowen felt Lin Chen's hands on the acupoints of her head, a coolness penetrating her brain, and she felt the headache vanish without a trace, leaving her refreshed and extremely comfortable.

"Lin Chen, your massage technique is miraculous, my headache is gone, and even the fatigue has disappeared."

"Hehe, of course, it's a family tradition."

"Did your ancestors practice medicine?" Zhao Xiaowen asked curiously.

"Yes! But they were veterinarians."

"Lin Chen, do you want to die?"

Their relationship was becoming closer, resembling a couple playfully teasing each other, an atmosphere Lin Chen greatly enjoyed.

Lin Chen rode his electric bike, humming a tune, carrying his beloved girl, driving along a village pathway.

By now, construction vehicles had appeared on both sides of the road, indicating that road construction was about to begin.

Lin Chen was quite sentimentally attached to this dirt road, as he greatly enjoyed the soft touch from behind.

"Lin Chen, do you think our restaurant will succeed?" Zhao Xiaowen wrapped her arms around Lin Chen's waist, still somewhat worried, especially since Yue Lai Restaurant's Li Dafu came from a five-star hotel.

"Don't worry, with me as the master chef, it would be hard for our restaurant not to flourish." Lin Chen was quite confident in his culinary skills.

"By the way, what did you actually say to Wu Ye yesterday?" Zhao Xiaowen asked, still curious about the previous day.

Lin Chen smiled mysteriously, "You'll know soon enough. Just wait for the show I've prepared for you."

The two arrived at the Little Divine Chef Private Kitchen. Zhao Gang and his wife had already cleaned the restaurant spotlessly and opened the doors wide to welcome guests.

At 10:18 AM, accompanied by the crisp sound of firecrackers, the Little Divine Chef Private Kitchen officially opened.

At that moment, Li Dafu came over with a belly laugh, patting his belly, "Kid, you're quite bold. A 'Little Divine Chef'? Do you think you're worthy?"

Lin Chen smiled slightly, "Whether I'm worthy or not, the customers will be the judge; you needn't worry, Boss Li."

"Hmph, I'd like to see how long your restaurant can last. Don't come crying when no one shows up to eat your food," Boss Li scoffed, leaving with a snide smile.

At that moment, Zhao Xiaowen stomped over furiously, pointing at the Yue Lai Restaurant's billboard, "Boss Li is too mean. It's our opening day and he's running a special discount asserting a 50% off for anyone who comes in. He's clearly targeting us."

Lin Chen chuckled, "Let him have his discounts. We do our business, it won't affect us."

"Lin Chen, should we run some discounts too? Normally, restaurants have promotions to draw customers in when they open," Wu Mei also reminded Lin Chen.

Lin Chen shook his head, "We rely on quality to attract customers, don't worry."

Suddenly, it was time to eat. Yue Lai Restaurant was already full, while Lin Chen's Little Divine Chef Private Kitchen was empty, without a single customer.

"I knew it wouldn't work!" Wu Mei sighed exasperatedly and shook her head reluctantly.

Zhao Gang and Zhao Xiaowen were also very anxious, but Lin Chen remained calm and relaxed, sitting in the chair as stable as Mount Tai.

"There's not a single customer yet, and you can still sit there?" Zhao Xiaowen said, fuming.

Lin Chen sipped his tea, "Relax, what time is it? There's no rush."

At that moment, several vans stopped in front of the Yue Lai Restaurant, and Lin Chen's lips curved into a smile as he watched several people descending from the vehicles.

Meanwhile, Li Dafu was very pleased with himself, looking at the deserted Little Divine Chef Private Kitchen, he sneered, "Going against me is simply oblivious to reality."

Just then, Wu Ye arrived at Yue Lai Restaurant with his followers. Li Dafu hurried to the entrance, "Wu Ye, your table is set, the usual private room, the Tian character room."

Wu Ye shook his head, "No need, I'll eat in the main hall this time. It's lively there."

"The main hall?" Li Dafu was stunned. Wu Ye was particular about his dining, always eating in the private room, but today he opted for the main hall.

However, Li Dafu dared not offend him and hurriedly arranged a table in the main hall for Wu Ye.

Today, Wu Ye ordered the most expensive dishes on the menu, running up a bill of over 50,000 yuan.

Li Dafu went into the kitchen himself to cook. Wu Ye was picky and a well-known local tough guy; he couldn't afford to be careless.

Soon, a series of prestigious dishes were served, and Wu Ye called out, "Boys, Wu Ye is treating you today. Eat whatever you want, drink as much as you like."

A crowd of underlings started devouring the food on the table like a whirlwind.

Watching them eat to their heart's content, Li Dafu finally breathed a sigh of relief and went to attend to other guests.

But when the dishes were nearly finished, leaving only the soup, suddenly one of the thugs slammed the table hard, "Damn, why is there a fly in the soup!"

This exclamation was like a thunderclap, silencing the previously noisy hall. All eyes turned to Wu Ye's table.