Chapter 545: Chicken in the Soup

ten minutes later.

Chen Ling took a note filled with characters and walked down the stairs leisurely.

At this time, Kong Baosheng was sitting at the table with a pale face, his hands clasped on his knees, and he seemed to be restless.

Seeing Chen Ling coming down, he stood up immediately and said seriously:

"Mr. Lin, I don't think this will work... I'd better go to the dance hall and explain it to Boss Li, right? Boss Li has too much energy on this street. If he really wants to target us, I'm afraid we will really If you don’t have a single customer, how can you do business?”

Chen Ling put the note back into his pocket, smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to worry about this."

Kong Baosheng was about to say something, but Chen Ling spoke again:

"By the way, do something for me."

"What?"

Chen Ling leaned over to him and whispered something. The latter nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

As Kong Baosheng left in a hurry, Chen Ling looked at the sky, dragged a rocking chair from the backyard to the theater door, sat down leisurely, squinting in the sun like an old man.

After about a few minutes, two fierce-looking young men walked out of the Great World Song and Dance Hall, carrying baseball bats and rusty iron pipes, and walked straight to Jinghong Tower.

They saw Chen Ling basking in the sun at the door and asked fiercely:

"Are you the only one who owns this theater?!"

Chen Ling didn't even raise her eyelids, her figure swayed slightly with the rocking chair, and her whole body was bathed in the sunshine, feeling indescribably comfortable.

Seeing that Chen Ling was ignoring them, one of the young men had a bad temper. He immediately picked up an iron pipe and was about to throw it at Chen Ling. However, another companion held him back and said in a low voice:

"You forgot that the boss said to keep a low profile recently, especially not to attract the police here... Let's just follow the boss's wishes and stay here to make sure no one goes in."

The young man carrying the iron pipe glared at Chen Ling who ignored them. After a long time, he put down his weapon with a cold snort and sat down directly on the roadside in front of the theater.

These two young men looked extremely scary in terms of their clothes, appearance, and the weapons in their hands. When they sat at the door of the theater, they looked like two living kings of hell. They glared at each person they passed by, frightening them. Almost all passers-by walk around this section.

Chen Ling squinted her eyes and took in the whole scene, but she didn't care at all, as if the two of them were nothing.

This kind of ignorance made the two young people extremely unhappy. They had been following Li Ruohong for so many years. Who on this street would not feel like they were a god of plague when they saw them? Don't look at the theater owner now pretending to be unafraid of them. After two days, he still won't be able to open the door to welcome guests. They don't believe that the owner won't take the initiative to beg for mercy... won't they be left to their own devices then?

And when Kong Baosheng came back with large and small bags of ingredients, he saw that the two of them were obviously frightened and their faces were extremely pale. In the end, Chen Ling took the initiative to take him, and she was frightened by the threats of the two. Dangerously returned to the theater.

Seeing Kong Baosheng's reaction, the two of them felt very happy.

Yes, this reaction is normal!

"Mr. Lin, they..." After entering the room, Kong Baosheng pointed at the two of them, as if he wanted to say something else.

Chen Ling shook her head and told him to leave it alone, "Go and cook. Eat something delicious today."

"……good."

As Kong Baosheng walked into the kitchen and was busy, Chen Ling also slowly walked to the door of the theater.

He looked up at the sunny sky and said, "The weather is not very good... It looks like it's going to rain heavily."

As he spoke, he moved the rocking chair at the door back into the building. Seeing this scene, the two "door gods" sneered.

"It's still raining? There's not even a cloud today. Where's the rain coming from?"

Chen Ling seemed not to have heard the laughter of the two people. As soon as he moved the rocking chair back, the bright sunshine gradually dimmed, and a dark cloud floated in from nowhere, weighing gloomily in the sky.

The smiles of the two young people suddenly stiffened.

[Time: Afternoon, 13:00]

【Heavy rain is coming】

The strong wind jingled the wind chimes on the eaves of the theater. Chen Ling returned to the room and sat down on the rocking chair. She looked at the two people outside the door with amusement in their eyes.

The rain clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and the sky seemed to be completely dark. People on both sides of the street put away their clothes and closed their windows. When the first drop of rain fell on the face of the young man carrying the iron pipe, an ominous feeling suddenly rose in his heart. premonition.

boom--

As a low thunder roared through the clouds, dense showers suddenly fell. Large raindrops fell on the streets and windows, and the mist of water vapor flooded the world.

In just a few seconds, the two young men were drowned. They immediately retreated under the eaves of the theater, but the howling wind continued to hit them with raindrops, making it impossible to escape!

The expressions on the two people's faces were extremely ugly. Seeing this, one of them was about to walk into the theater to hide from the rain, but the other one immediately stopped him.

"The boss has let out all his harsh words. As soon as you come in, won't the boss have to change his last name?"

"Then...what should we do??"

"What can we do?! Just hide here!" He looked up at the sky and said firmly, "The rain came quickly, and it must go quickly... It won't take long for it to clear up."

"That makes sense."

The two of them looked back at the theater and saw Chen Ling still sitting leisurely on the rocking chair, as if enjoying the rain, or as if they were enjoying the two fools in the rain. The corners of their mouths were slightly raised, which seemed provocative. .

The two of them saw this, their hearts were burning with anger, and they were even more determined... Even if they were caught in the rain and frozen to death outside, they would never step into this theater!

...

Two hours later.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the heavy rain was like a basin of water tilting down, pouring madly on the two of them, soaking them from head to toe, and shivering from the cold.

Just when the two of them were almost numb, a tempting fragrance floated out from behind. They looked back with difficulty, and saw that in the theater, Kong Baosheng was holding a pot of steaming chicken soup and placed it on the table in front of Chen Ling. His fingers were burned and he kept blowing air on his mouth to cool them down.

"Mr. Lin, this is the Huadiao chicken that I specially cooked with Huadiao wine. It's very fragrant and tender."

"Oh? Let me try it..."

Chen Ling picked up a piece, tasted it carefully, and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It's really good."

"Mr. Lin, drink another sip of this soup, it's very tasty and can also drive away the cold."

"Hmm... it's still a little hot, let it cool down."

Gurgle--

A sound of swallowing saliva came from the door. The two cold figures seemed to be attracted by the bowl of chicken soup at this moment. Reason told them to look away, but their bodies didn't obey.

The conversation in the theater was heard again:

"Mr. Lin, this Huadiao chicken seems to be too much. What should we do if we can't finish it?"

"If we can't finish it..."

Under the two eager eyes, Chen Ling thought carefully,

"If we can't finish it, just go to the toilet."

The faces of the two people instantly looked like death.