Mr. Zhang looked at the reporters on the side with a smile on his face. He finally developed the hand cake as he wished. The chefs around him were indeed useful, and it was not in vain to hire him with a high salary of more than 10,000 yuan a month.
Director Zhang doesn't understand what is going on. It's unscientific. It's really unscientific.
"It's done?" Mr. Zhang's heart condensed, as if he was looking forward to it.
Ward No. 3, patient with severe anorexia.
He originally thought that Master Lin would also sell unlimited hand cakes, but he never expected that the other party would still sell ten portions every day, which had not changed at all.
This addiction is too fast. It seems that I need to use less in the future.
Yunli Street!
Reporters gathered around.
Vomit!
night!
Another neighborhood.
Yanhe Hospital.
Director Zhang doesn't understand what is going on. It's unscientific. It's really unscientific.
The surrounding shop owners shook their heads. They had witnessed Master Lin's glorious scene, and also witnessed Master Lin's decline.
The reporter asked: "Mr. Zhang, how big is the gap between your hand cakes and Master Lin's hand cakes?"
Man: "Hey, you don't know how delicious that hand cake is, it's not much worse than the little boss."
The next day!
night!
"incredible."
The man shook his head: "I don't know, I just really want to eat hand cakes, but my mouth is dry when I can't eat them."
Mr. Zhang was naturally very happy when he heard the compliments from these citizens.
The surrounding shop owners shook their heads. They had witnessed Master Lin's glorious scene, and also witnessed Master Lin's decline.
Reporter: "If it succeeds, it will be great news for anorexic patients. Will it be fully promoted?"
Mr. Zhang couldn't hide his joy, "I shouldn't answer this kind of question, why not let the citizens answer it."
The reporters recorded these words and then continued to interview Mr. Zhang.
Mr. Zhang felt happy again, and there seemed to be some hope.
Yanhe Hospital.
"incredible."
If a small finger cake can make an anorexic eat, then what else do they need? I just packed up and went home.
Naturally, Mr. Zhang was indifferent, but before he could speak, a chef on the side said, "There is still something wrong with the secret recipe. I'm afraid it won't work. I will send another copy to the hospital after the secret recipe is improved."
A citizen who was eating hand cakes was selected and said happily: "I don't think there is much difference. The hand cakes of Yuehai Hotel are really delicious."
He originally thought that Master Lin would also sell unlimited hand cakes, but he never expected that the other party would still sell ten portions every day, which had not changed at all.
Naturally, Mr. Zhang was indifferent, but before he could speak, a chef on the side said, "There is still something wrong with the secret recipe. I'm afraid it won't work. I will send another copy to the hospital after the secret recipe is improved."
"Yeah, I'm so lucky today. Everyone went to the Yuehai Hotel. I really hope they never come here to rob me."
Reporter: "If you had to choose between Master Lin and me, which side would you choose?"
"Daughter-in-law, what kind of hand cakes are you having for dinner?"
"Yeah, I'm so lucky today. Everyone went to the Yuehai Hotel. I really hope they never come here to rob me."
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
Citizen: "I will definitely choose Yuehai Hotel. The hand-cake tubes here are available no matter how many portions you buy. I couldn't get one portion from Master Lin's for several days, and I will never go there again. "
Man: "Hey, you don't know how delicious that hand cake is, it's not much worse than the little boss."
Mr. Zhang looked at the reporters on the side with a smile on his face. He finally developed the hand cake as he wished. The chefs around him were indeed useful, and it was not in vain to hire him with a high salary of more than 10,000 yuan a month.
Mr. Zhang smiled and said: "I have already contacted Renhe Hospital and am going to challenge anorexic patients with the hand cakes developed by our team to see the effect."
Tian Shengun really doesn’t know what to say. This mentality is too good, and his popularity has been robbed.
"Daughter-in-law, what kind of hand cakes are you having for dinner?"
The reporters recorded these words and then continued to interview Mr. Zhang.
This addiction is too fast. It seems that I need to use less in the future.
Director Zhang was accompanied by him, and he almost collapsed. What on earth was going on in this world? When did anorexics start to enjoy eating hand cakes
Reporter: "Mr. Zhang, what will you do next?"
"Master Lin's hand cakes haven't changed yet. Even if they change in the future, I won't eat them."
Yunli Street.
House after house, one after another, could not sleep, always thinking about the delicious hand cakes.
The couple was resting when suddenly the man got up.
This is going to be a big deal. Then several people looked at each other in confusion. How could this be possible? At first, they thought they were selling it in a restaurant, but they never thought that it would go nationwide. If this was discovered, it would be really serious. It's over.
The reporter blessed: "I hope Mr. Zhang will succeed."
Mr. Zhang felt happy again, and there seemed to be some hope.
"Master Lin's hand cakes haven't changed yet. Even if they change in the future, I won't eat them."
Mr. Zhang smiled and said: "I have already contacted Renhe Hospital and am going to challenge anorexic patients with the hand cakes developed by our team to see the effect."
Another neighborhood.
Mr. Zhang nodded confidently, "I think I will succeed, because our hand cakes are no worse than Master Lin's hand cakes."
night!
When the chefs heard this, they felt a little upset and felt bad. They looked at each other and felt that there might be a little too much in it.
A certain neighborhood.
The woman smiled and said, "You must be too greedy. You ate five hand cakes today, and you didn't even eat dinner."
The next day!
The reporters recorded these words and then continued to interview Mr. Zhang.
Reporter: "Do you think it will be successful?"
Director Zhang was accompanied by him, and he almost collapsed. What on earth was going on in this world? When did anorexics start to enjoy eating hand cakes
"Oh, go to bed early after dinner, I have to go to work tomorrow."
When Mr. Zhang saw this scene, he felt a little disappointed. Did he really not succeed
Mr. Zhang nodded confidently, "I think I will succeed, because our hand cakes are no worse than Master Lin's hand cakes."
"incredible."
Director Zhang nodded and didn't care about this.
Reporter: "If it succeeds, it will be great news for anorexic patients. Will it be fully promoted?"
Man: "Hey, you don't know how delicious that hand cake is, it's not much worse than the little boss."
Yunli Street!
The next day!
Woman: "Husband, what's wrong with you? You got up four times tonight."
Reporter: "Do you think it will be successful?"
When the chefs heard this, they felt a little upset and felt bad. They looked at each other and felt that there might be a little too much in it.
Mr. Zhang has already thought about the follow-up situation, how could he not promote it, "Of course, no matter whether it is successful or not, I will establish a special brand, then open a factory, go into every supermarket in the country, and let more citizens Let’s enjoy this delicious hand cake.”
Mr. Zhang has already thought about the follow-up situation, how could he not promote it, "Of course, no matter whether it is successful or not, I will establish a special brand, then open a factory, go into every supermarket in the country, and let more citizens Let’s enjoy this delicious hand cake.”
"Daughter-in-law, what kind of hand cakes are you having for dinner?"
The man shook his head: "I don't know, I just really want to eat hand cakes, but my mouth is dry when I can't eat them."
Vomit!
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
Naturally, Mr. Zhang was indifferent, but before he could speak, a chef on the side said, "There is still something wrong with the secret recipe. I'm afraid it won't work. I will send another copy to the hospital after the secret recipe is improved."
The reporter blessed: "I hope Mr. Zhang will succeed."
The reporters recorded these words and then continued to interview Mr. Zhang.
The man shook his head: "I don't know, I just really want to eat hand cakes, but my mouth is dry when I can't eat them."
Man: "Hey, you don't know how delicious that hand cake is, it's not much worse than the little boss."
Citizen: "I will definitely choose Yuehai Hotel. The hand-cake tubes here are available no matter how many portions you buy. I couldn't get one portion from Master Lin's for several days, and I will never go there again. "
The woman smiled and said, "You must be too greedy. You ate five hand cakes today, and you didn't even eat dinner."
"Daughter-in-law, what kind of hand cakes are you having for dinner?"
Mr. Zhang nodded, "Thank you."
Mr. Zhang brought his hand cakes and his team to the hospital.
A citizen who was eating hand cakes was selected and said happily: "I don't think there is much difference. The hand cakes of Yuehai Hotel are really delicious."
At this time, the chefs were frightened.
Open a factory? Go into every supermarket in the country
"Daughter-in-law, what kind of hand cakes are you having for dinner?"
The woman smiled and said, "You must be too greedy. You ate five hand cakes today, and you didn't even eat dinner."
…
Open a factory? Go into every supermarket in the country
The woman smiled and said, "You must be too greedy. You ate five hand cakes today, and you didn't even eat dinner."
Mr. Zhang looked at the hot scene in front of him and felt full of pride in his heart. This was his hand cake. As for Master Lin's hand cake, he had to stand aside.
Vomit!
Citizen: "I will definitely choose Yuehai Hotel. The hand-cake tubes here are available no matter how many portions you buy. I couldn't get one portion from Master Lin's for several days, and I will never go there again. "
This is going to be a big deal. Then several people looked at each other in confusion. How could this be possible? At first, they thought they were selling it in a restaurant, but they never thought that it would go nationwide. If this was discovered, it would be really serious. It's over.
Mr. Zhang nodded confidently, "I think I will succeed, because our hand cakes are no worse than Master Lin's hand cakes."
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
The Queen Mother sighed and wanted to take the remaining pancakes, but suddenly, Wang Lili took out the pancakes.
afternoon!
Director Zhang doesn't understand what is going on. It's unscientific. It's really unscientific.
night!
After everyone left, Director Zhang originally wanted to leave, but suddenly he said to nurse Liang Yuan, "Pick up the vomit and send it for testing."
"Can you give me the remaining pancakes? I want to take a look." Director Zhang spent all his time with these pancakes today. If he didn't understand the reason, he would feel uneasy.
…
Mr. Zhang stood there waiting, with a look of expectation on his face. If he succeeds, he will make a fortune, and the reporters will do the same. This is big news. If this little girl really eats the finger cake, what will be involved? It's more complicated.
"It's done?" Mr. Zhang's heart condensed, as if he was looking forward to it.
When Mr. Zhang saw this scene, he felt a little disappointed. Did he really not succeed
Yanhe Hospital.
The Queen Mother sighed and wanted to take the remaining pancakes, but suddenly, Wang Lili took out the pancakes.
A citizen who was eating hand cakes was selected and said happily: "I don't think there is much difference. The hand cakes of Yuehai Hotel are really delicious."
A citizen who was eating hand cakes was selected and said happily: "I don't think there is much difference. The hand cakes of Yuehai Hotel are really delicious."
This addiction is too fast. It seems that I need to use less in the future.
Man: "Hey, you don't know how delicious that hand cake is, it's not much worse than the little boss."
…
If a small finger cake can make an anorexic eat, then what else do they need? I just packed up and went home.
Mr. Zhang brought his hand cakes and his team to the hospital.
Tian Shengun really doesn’t know what to say. This mentality is too good, and his popularity has been robbed.
"Ah, so accurate?" Lin Fan said with a smile, not taking the current situation to heart at all.
Naturally, Mr. Zhang was indifferent, but before he could speak, a chef on the side said, "There is still something wrong with the secret recipe. I'm afraid it won't work. I will send another copy to the hospital after the secret recipe is improved."
The reporters nodded. They all saw the current situation and there was really no problem. This was a big improvement.
Ward No. 3, patient with severe anorexia.
Yunli Street!
Mr. Zhang nodded confidently, "I think I will succeed, because our hand cakes are no worse than Master Lin's hand cakes."
Another neighborhood.
Ward No. 3, patient with severe anorexia.
Director Zhang doesn't understand what is going on. It's unscientific. It's really unscientific.
House after house, one after another, could not sleep, always thinking about the delicious hand cakes.
We only sell ten copies every day, but now it’s just right, we’re happy, and there’s nothing wrong with it at all.
Reporters carried their equipment, not wanting to miss a second.
Mr. Zhang felt happy again, and there seemed to be some hope.
House after house, one after another, could not sleep, always thinking about the delicious hand cakes.
"Yeah, I'm so lucky today. Everyone went to the Yuehai Hotel. I really hope they never come here to rob me."
Woman: "Husband, what's wrong with you? You got up four times tonight."
Mr. Zhang couldn't hide his joy, "I shouldn't answer this kind of question, why not let the citizens answer it."
Wang Lili took a bite and bit it in her mouth.
Reporter: "If it succeeds, it will be great news for anorexic patients. Will it be fully promoted?"
Vomit!
Director Zhang was accompanied by him, and he almost collapsed. What on earth was going on in this world? When did anorexics start to enjoy eating hand cakes
Journalists also know that this may have failed.
Reporter: "Do you think it will be successful?"
When those citizens arrived there, they began to salivate, as if they couldn't bear it. They felt uncomfortable if they didn't eat. Only after eating did they feel much better.
Vomit!
"You only ate two, but I ate three."
If a small finger cake can make an anorexic eat, then what else do they need? I just packed up and went home.
…
If a small finger cake can make an anorexic eat, then what else do they need? I just packed up and went home.
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
A certain neighborhood.
The man shook his head: "I don't know, I just really want to eat hand cakes, but my mouth is dry when I can't eat them."
Director Zhang doesn't understand what is going on. It's unscientific. It's really unscientific.
When those citizens arrived there, they began to salivate, as if they couldn't bear it. They felt uncomfortable if they didn't eat. Only after eating did they feel much better.
The hot hand cakes were brought out.
The reporter blessed: "I hope Mr. Zhang will succeed."
"You only ate two, but I ate three."
Wang Lili was clamoring for some hand cakes, and when she saw the hand cakes, she immediately grabbed them.
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
Reporter: "Mr. Zhang, what will you do next?"
Mr. Zhang looked at the hot scene in front of him and felt full of pride in his heart. This was his hand cake. As for Master Lin's hand cake, he had to stand aside.
Mr. Zhang stood there waiting, with a look of expectation on his face. If he succeeds, he will make a fortune, and the reporters will do the same. This is big news. If this little girl really eats the finger cake, what will be involved? It's more complicated.
"Me too. The hand cakes here are very good. I ate two of them before going to bed last night."
When those citizens arrived there, they began to salivate, as if they couldn't bear it. They felt uncomfortable if they didn't eat. Only after eating did they feel much better.
Wang Lili took a bite and bit it in her mouth.
Tian Shengun really doesn’t know what to say. This mentality is too good, and his popularity has been robbed.
When Mr. Zhang saw this scene, he felt a little disappointed. Did he really not succeed
The Queen Mother sighed and wanted to take the remaining pancakes, but suddenly, Wang Lili took out the pancakes.
Mr. Zhang couldn't hide his joy, "I shouldn't answer this kind of question, why not let the citizens answer it."
Citizen: "I will definitely choose Yuehai Hotel. The hand-cake tubes here are available no matter how many portions you buy. I couldn't get one portion from Master Lin's for several days, and I will never go there again. "
"It's done?" Mr. Zhang's heart condensed, as if he was looking forward to it.
After several times in a row, Mr. Zhang felt a little disappointed, but he was still very excited, "It seems that this secret recipe is not up to standard yet. I want to go back and improve it, and it will be very successful."
Mr. Zhang stood there waiting, with a look of expectation on his face. If he succeeds, he will make a fortune, and the reporters will do the same. This is big news. If this little girl really eats the finger cake, what will be involved? It's more complicated.
Vomit!
"Daughter-in-law, what kind of hand cakes are you having for dinner?"
Vomit!
A citizen who was eating hand cakes was selected and said happily: "I don't think there is much difference. The hand cakes of Yuehai Hotel are really delicious."
After several times in a row, Mr. Zhang felt a little disappointed, but he was still very excited, "It seems that this secret recipe is not up to standard yet. I want to go back and improve it, and it will be very successful."
Mr. Zhang was naturally very happy when he heard the compliments from these citizens.
Director Zhang doesn't understand what is going on. It's unscientific. It's really unscientific.
Reporters carried their equipment, not wanting to miss a second.
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
When the chefs heard this, they felt a little upset and felt bad. They looked at each other and felt that there might be a little too much in it.
The surrounding shop owners shook their heads. They had witnessed Master Lin's glorious scene, and also witnessed Master Lin's decline.
Wang Lili couldn't help but vomited.
A citizen who was eating hand cakes was selected and said happily: "I don't think there is much difference. The hand cakes of Yuehai Hotel are really delicious."
Woman: "Husband, what's wrong with you? You got up four times tonight."
When Mr. Zhang saw this scene, he felt a little disappointed. Did he really not succeed
When Mr. Zhang saw this scene, he felt a little disappointed. Did he really not succeed
Naturally, Mr. Zhang was indifferent, but before he could speak, a chef on the side said, "There is still something wrong with the secret recipe. I'm afraid it won't work. I will send another copy to the hospital after the secret recipe is improved."
Mr. Zhang nodded confidently, "I think I will succeed, because our hand cakes are no worse than Master Lin's hand cakes."
Journalists also know that this may have failed.
Yanhe Hospital.
Yunli Street.
It's really fickle.
The next day!
Director Zhang was accompanied by him, and he almost collapsed. What on earth was going on in this world? When did anorexics start to enjoy eating hand cakes
Reporters gathered around.
The reporters recorded these words and then continued to interview Mr. Zhang.
The Queen Mother sighed and wanted to take the remaining pancakes, but suddenly, Wang Lili took out the pancakes.
The man shook his head: "I don't know, I just really want to eat hand cakes, but my mouth is dry when I can't eat them."
Mr. Zhang felt happy again, and there seemed to be some hope.
The reporters nodded. They all saw the current situation and there was really no problem. This was a big improvement.
afternoon!
Citizen: "I will definitely choose Yuehai Hotel. The hand-cake tubes here are available no matter how many portions you buy. I couldn't get one portion from Master Lin's for several days, and I will never go there again. "
Woman: "Husband, what's wrong with you? You got up four times tonight."
Yunli Street!
"I want to eat." Wang Lili just vomited it out, but there was a feeling that she wanted to eat it, but if she ate it, she would vomit it out again.
Mr. Zhang looked at the reporters on the side with a smile on his face. He finally developed the hand cake as he wished. The chefs around him were indeed useful, and it was not in vain to hire him with a high salary of more than 10,000 yuan a month.
Reporter: "If it succeeds, it will be great news for anorexic patients. Will it be fully promoted?"
The Queen Mother sighed and wanted to take the remaining pancakes, but suddenly, Wang Lili took out the pancakes.
The surrounding shop owners shook their heads. They had witnessed Master Lin's glorious scene, and also witnessed Master Lin's decline.
Mr. Zhang felt happy again, and there seemed to be some hope.
The man shook his head: "I don't know, I just really want to eat hand cakes, but my mouth is dry when I can't eat them."
Yanhe Hospital.
The couple was resting when suddenly the man got up.
Vomit!
Liang Yuan nodded, "I understand, director."
night!
Reporters carried their equipment, not wanting to miss a second.
Citizen: "I will definitely choose Yuehai Hotel. The hand-cake tubes here are available no matter how many portions you buy. I couldn't get one portion from Master Lin's for several days, and I will never go there again. "
He originally thought that Master Lin would also sell unlimited hand cakes, but he never expected that the other party would still sell ten portions every day, which had not changed at all.
…
After everyone left, Director Zhang originally wanted to leave, but suddenly he said to nurse Liang Yuan, "Pick up the vomit and send it for testing."
Another neighborhood.
After several times in a row, Mr. Zhang felt a little disappointed, but he was still very excited, "It seems that this secret recipe is not up to standard yet. I want to go back and improve it, and it will be very successful."
Mr. Zhang looked at the reporters on the side with a smile on his face. He finally developed the hand cake as he wished. The chefs around him were indeed useful, and it was not in vain to hire him with a high salary of more than 10,000 yuan a month.
The man shook his head: "I don't know, I just really want to eat hand cakes, but my mouth is dry when I can't eat them."
Reporter: "Mr. Zhang, what will you do next?"
"Yeah, I'm so lucky today. Everyone went to the Yuehai Hotel. I really hope they never come here to rob me."
"Little boss, please issue the number plates quickly, everyone is waiting."
The woman smiled and said, "You must be too greedy. You ate five hand cakes today, and you didn't even eat dinner."
The reporters nodded. They all saw the current situation and there was really no problem. This was a big improvement.
Reporter: "Do you think it will be successful?"
Yanhe Hospital.
"Oh, go to bed early after dinner, I have to go to work tomorrow."
Reporters carried their equipment, not wanting to miss a second.
The reporters nodded. They all saw the current situation and there was really no problem. This was a big improvement.
Ward No. 3, patient with severe anorexia.
"It's done?" Mr. Zhang's heart condensed, as if he was looking forward to it.
Director Zhang doesn't understand what is going on. It's unscientific. It's really unscientific.
Mr. Zhang nodded, "Thank you."
Reporter: "If it succeeds, it will be great news for anorexic patients. Will it be fully promoted?"
Yanhe Hospital.
"Can you give me the remaining pancakes? I want to take a look." Director Zhang spent all his time with these pancakes today. If he didn't understand the reason, he would feel uneasy.
After everyone left, Director Zhang originally wanted to leave, but suddenly he said to nurse Liang Yuan, "Pick up the vomit and send it for testing."
Reporter: "Do you think it will be successful?"
Yunli Street.
Mr. Zhang has already thought about the follow-up situation, how could he not promote it, "Of course, no matter whether it is successful or not, I will establish a special brand, then open a factory, go into every supermarket in the country, and let more citizens Let’s enjoy this delicious hand cake.”
The woman smiled and said, "You must be too greedy. You ate five hand cakes today, and you didn't even eat dinner."
When those citizens arrived there, they began to salivate, as if they couldn't bear it. They felt uncomfortable if they didn't eat. Only after eating did they feel much better.
After several times in a row, Mr. Zhang felt a little disappointed, but he was still very excited, "It seems that this secret recipe is not up to standard yet. I want to go back and improve it, and it will be very successful."
Naturally, Mr. Zhang was indifferent, but before he could speak, a chef on the side said, "There is still something wrong with the secret recipe. I'm afraid it won't work. I will send another copy to the hospital after the secret recipe is improved."
"You only ate two, but I ate three."
The couple was resting when suddenly the man got up.
…
Mr. Zhang couldn't hide his joy, "I shouldn't answer this kind of question, why not let the citizens answer it."
Mr. Zhang nodded, "Thank you."
Vomit!
Director Zhang nodded and didn't care about this.
Tian Shengun really doesn’t know what to say. This mentality is too good, and his popularity has been robbed.
…
House after house, one after another, could not sleep, always thinking about the delicious hand cakes.
"Ah, so accurate?" Lin Fan said with a smile, not taking the current situation to heart at all.
"Ah, so accurate?" Lin Fan said with a smile, not taking the current situation to heart at all.
He originally thought that Master Lin would also sell unlimited hand cakes, but he never expected that the other party would still sell ten portions every day, which had not changed at all.
Mr. Zhang has already thought about the follow-up situation, how could he not promote it, "Of course, no matter whether it is successful or not, I will establish a special brand, then open a factory, go into every supermarket in the country, and let more citizens Let’s enjoy this delicious hand cake.”
After everyone left, Director Zhang originally wanted to leave, but suddenly he said to nurse Liang Yuan, "Pick up the vomit and send it for testing."
Another neighborhood.
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
Mr. Zhang has already thought about the follow-up situation, how could he not promote it, "Of course, no matter whether it is successful or not, I will establish a special brand, then open a factory, go into every supermarket in the country, and let more citizens Let’s enjoy this delicious hand cake.”
"Me too. The hand cakes here are very good. I ate two of them before going to bed last night."
Woman: "Husband, what's wrong with you? You got up four times tonight."
There were even fewer people queuing up today, half the number than yesterday. Everyone went to Yuehai Hotel to buy. Some people bought ten or twenty copies at a time.
At this time, the chefs were frightened.
Liang Yuan nodded, "I understand, director."
Man: "Hey, you don't know how delicious that hand cake is, it's not much worse than the little boss."
night!
afternoon!
…
We only sell ten copies every day, but now it’s just right, we’re happy, and there’s nothing wrong with it at all.
Yunli Street!
"I want to eat." Wang Lili just vomited it out, but there was a feeling that she wanted to eat it, but if she ate it, she would vomit it out again.
When the chefs heard this, they felt a little upset and felt bad. They looked at each other and felt that there might be a little too much in it.
He originally thought that Master Lin would also sell unlimited hand cakes, but he never expected that the other party would still sell ten portions every day, which had not changed at all.
night!
"incredible."
Mr. Zhang nodded confidently, "I think I will succeed, because our hand cakes are no worse than Master Lin's hand cakes."
A certain neighborhood.
night!
Reporter: "Mr. Zhang, what will you do next?"
When Mr. Zhang saw this scene, he felt a little disappointed. Did he really not succeed
The couple was resting when suddenly the man got up.
"incredible."
When those citizens arrived there, they began to salivate, as if they couldn't bear it. They felt uncomfortable if they didn't eat. Only after eating did they feel much better.
The woman smiled and said, "You must be too greedy. You ate five hand cakes today, and you didn't even eat dinner."
Reporters gathered around.
Ward No. 3, patient with severe anorexia.
The man shook his head: "I don't know, I just really want to eat hand cakes, but my mouth is dry when I can't eat them."
Mr. Zhang was naturally very happy when he heard the compliments from these citizens.
Woman: "Husband, what's wrong with you? You got up four times tonight."
Yunli Street!
"You only ate two, but I ate three."
Reporter: "If you had to choose between Master Lin and me, which side would you choose?"
The man shook his head: "I don't know, I just really want to eat hand cakes, but my mouth is dry when I can't eat them."
"Little boss, please issue the number plates quickly, everyone is waiting."
Reporter: "If you had to choose between Master Lin and me, which side would you choose?"
The woman smiled and said, "You must be too greedy. You ate five hand cakes today, and you didn't even eat dinner."
This is going to be a big deal. Then several people looked at each other in confusion. How could this be possible? At first, they thought they were selling it in a restaurant, but they never thought that it would go nationwide. If this was discovered, it would be really serious. It's over.
The woman smiled and said, "You must be too greedy. You ate five hand cakes today, and you didn't even eat dinner."
When the chefs heard this, they felt a little upset and felt bad. They looked at each other and felt that there might be a little too much in it.
When the chefs heard this, they felt a little upset and felt bad. They looked at each other and felt that there might be a little too much in it.
Man: "Hey, you don't know how delicious that hand cake is, it's not much worse than the little boss."
"Master Lin's hand cakes haven't changed yet. Even if they change in the future, I won't eat them."
Director Zhang was accompanied by him, and he almost collapsed. What on earth was going on in this world? When did anorexics start to enjoy eating hand cakes
Mr. Zhang stood there waiting, with a look of expectation on his face. If he succeeds, he will make a fortune, and the reporters will do the same. This is big news. If this little girl really eats the finger cake, what will be involved? It's more complicated.
…
The reporter asked: "Mr. Zhang, how big is the gap between your hand cakes and Master Lin's hand cakes?"
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
Another neighborhood.
"Yeah, I'm so lucky today. Everyone went to the Yuehai Hotel. I really hope they never come here to rob me."
night!
"Daughter-in-law, what kind of hand cakes are you having for dinner?"
…
Wang Lili was clamoring for some hand cakes, and when she saw the hand cakes, she immediately grabbed them.
"I want to eat, I'm hungry."
Reporters gathered around.
The reporters nodded. They all saw the current situation and there was really no problem. This was a big improvement.
Mr. Zhang looked at the reporters on the side with a smile on his face. He finally developed the hand cake as he wished. The chefs around him were indeed useful, and it was not in vain to hire him with a high salary of more than 10,000 yuan a month.
Vomit!
"Can you give me the remaining pancakes? I want to take a look." Director Zhang spent all his time with these pancakes today. If he didn't understand the reason, he would feel uneasy.
Mr. Zhang stood there waiting, with a look of expectation on his face. If he succeeds, he will make a fortune, and the reporters will do the same. This is big news. If this little girl really eats the finger cake, what will be involved? It's more complicated.
"Oh, go to bed early after dinner, I have to go to work tomorrow."
Mr. Zhang stood there waiting, with a look of expectation on his face. If he succeeds, he will make a fortune, and the reporters will do the same. This is big news. If this little girl really eats the finger cake, what will be involved? It's more complicated.
…
Director Zhang nodded and didn't care about this.
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
When Mr. Zhang saw this scene, he felt a little disappointed. Did he really not succeed
Mr. Zhang smiled and said: "I have already contacted Renhe Hospital and am going to challenge anorexic patients with the hand cakes developed by our team to see the effect."
…
"Oh, go to bed early after dinner, I have to go to work tomorrow."
Citizen: "I will definitely choose Yuehai Hotel. The hand-cake tubes here are available no matter how many portions you buy. I couldn't get one portion from Master Lin's for several days, and I will never go there again. "
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Reporter: "Do you think it will be successful?"
After everyone left, Director Zhang originally wanted to leave, but suddenly he said to nurse Liang Yuan, "Pick up the vomit and send it for testing."
House after house, one after another, could not sleep, always thinking about the delicious hand cakes.
Mr. Zhang nodded confidently, "I think I will succeed, because our hand cakes are no worse than Master Lin's hand cakes."
Liang Yuan nodded, "I understand, director."
Vomit!
Reporter: "Do you think it will be successful?"
The next day!
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
…
Mr. Zhang brought his hand cakes and his team to the hospital.
"incredible."
"Ah, so accurate?" Lin Fan said with a smile, not taking the current situation to heart at all.
Yunli Street!
We only sell ten copies every day, but now it’s just right, we’re happy, and there’s nothing wrong with it at all.
Naturally, Mr. Zhang was indifferent, but before he could speak, a chef on the side said, "There is still something wrong with the secret recipe. I'm afraid it won't work. I will send another copy to the hospital after the secret recipe is improved."
There were even fewer people queuing up today, half the number than yesterday. Everyone went to Yuehai Hotel to buy. Some people bought ten or twenty copies at a time.
Director Zhang was accompanied by him, and he almost collapsed. What on earth was going on in this world? When did anorexics start to enjoy eating hand cakes
Woman: "Husband, what's wrong with you? You got up four times tonight."
Reporter: "Do you think it will be successful?"
The woman smiled and said, "You must be too greedy. You ate five hand cakes today, and you didn't even eat dinner."
Mr. Zhang stood there waiting, with a look of expectation on his face. If he succeeds, he will make a fortune, and the reporters will do the same. This is big news. If this little girl really eats the finger cake, what will be involved? It's more complicated.
Vomit!
There were even fewer people queuing up today, half the number than yesterday. Everyone went to Yuehai Hotel to buy. Some people bought ten or twenty copies at a time.
When those citizens arrived there, they began to salivate, as if they couldn't bear it. They felt uncomfortable if they didn't eat. Only after eating did they feel much better.
Director Zhang nodded and didn't care about this.
…
Mr. Zhang looked at the hot scene in front of him and felt full of pride in his heart. This was his hand cake. As for Master Lin's hand cake, he had to stand aside.
…
Mr. Zhang nodded, "Thank you."
When Mr. Zhang saw this scene, he felt a little disappointed. Did he really not succeed
Mr. Zhang nodded confidently, "I think I will succeed, because our hand cakes are no worse than Master Lin's hand cakes."
He originally thought that Master Lin would also sell unlimited hand cakes, but he never expected that the other party would still sell ten portions every day, which had not changed at all.
Yanhe Hospital.
Mr. Zhang looked at the hot scene in front of him and felt full of pride in his heart. This was his hand cake. As for Master Lin's hand cake, he had to stand aside.
Mr. Zhang was naturally very happy when he heard the compliments from these citizens.
This is going to be a big deal. Then several people looked at each other in confusion. How could this be possible? At first, they thought they were selling it in a restaurant, but they never thought that it would go nationwide. If this was discovered, it would be really serious. It's over.
"Master Lin's hand cakes haven't changed yet. Even if they change in the future, I won't eat them."
…
afternoon!
At this time, the chefs were frightened.
"Master Lin's hand cakes haven't changed yet. Even if they change in the future, I won't eat them."
"Daughter-in-law, what kind of hand cakes are you having for dinner?"
"Me too. The hand cakes here are very good. I ate two of them before going to bed last night."
When those citizens arrived there, they began to salivate, as if they couldn't bear it. They felt uncomfortable if they didn't eat. Only after eating did they feel much better.
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
"You only ate two, but I ate three."
"Little boss, please issue the number plates quickly, everyone is waiting."
Director Zhang was accompanied by him, and he almost collapsed. What on earth was going on in this world? When did anorexics start to enjoy eating hand cakes
Yunli Street.
…
"Little boss, please issue the number plates quickly, everyone is waiting."
"Ah, so accurate?" Lin Fan said with a smile, not taking the current situation to heart at all.
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
"incredible."
Reporter: "Mr. Zhang, what will you do next?"
Director Zhang nodded and didn't care about this.
Mr. Zhang couldn't hide his joy, "I shouldn't answer this kind of question, why not let the citizens answer it."
Mr. Zhang was naturally very happy when he heard the compliments from these citizens.
After several times in a row, Mr. Zhang felt a little disappointed, but he was still very excited, "It seems that this secret recipe is not up to standard yet. I want to go back and improve it, and it will be very successful."
The Queen Mother sighed and wanted to take the remaining pancakes, but suddenly, Wang Lili took out the pancakes.
The woman smiled and said, "You must be too greedy. You ate five hand cakes today, and you didn't even eat dinner."
Mr. Zhang stood there waiting, with a look of expectation on his face. If he succeeds, he will make a fortune, and the reporters will do the same. This is big news. If this little girl really eats the finger cake, what will be involved? It's more complicated.
"Master Lin's hand cakes haven't changed yet. Even if they change in the future, I won't eat them."
When the chefs heard this, they felt a little upset and felt bad. They looked at each other and felt that there might be a little too much in it.
The reporter asked: "Mr. Zhang, how big is the gap between your hand cakes and Master Lin's hand cakes?"
"Can you give me the remaining pancakes? I want to take a look." Director Zhang spent all his time with these pancakes today. If he didn't understand the reason, he would feel uneasy.
This addiction is too fast. It seems that I need to use less in the future.
Reporter: "Do you think it will be successful?"
Wang Lili was clamoring for some hand cakes, and when she saw the hand cakes, she immediately grabbed them.
When those citizens arrived there, they began to salivate, as if they couldn't bear it. They felt uncomfortable if they didn't eat. Only after eating did they feel much better.
"Ah, so accurate?" Lin Fan said with a smile, not taking the current situation to heart at all.
The reporter blessed: "I hope Mr. Zhang will succeed."
Yunli Street.
Mr. Zhang felt happy again, and there seemed to be some hope.
He originally thought that Master Lin would also sell unlimited hand cakes, but he never expected that the other party would still sell ten portions every day, which had not changed at all.
"I want to eat." Wang Lili just vomited it out, but there was a feeling that she wanted to eat it, but if she ate it, she would vomit it out again.
Mr. Zhang felt happy again, and there seemed to be some hope.
Director Zhang nodded and didn't care about this.
"Little boss, please issue the number plates quickly, everyone is waiting."
House after house, one after another, could not sleep, always thinking about the delicious hand cakes.
Mr. Zhang was naturally very happy when he heard the compliments from these citizens.
Man: "Hey, you don't know how delicious that hand cake is, it's not much worse than the little boss."
House after house, one after another, could not sleep, always thinking about the delicious hand cakes.
Reporters carried their equipment, not wanting to miss a second.
Reporter: "If it succeeds, it will be great news for anorexic patients. Will it be fully promoted?"
night!
"Master Lin's hand cakes haven't changed yet. Even if they change in the future, I won't eat them."
"Yeah, I'm so lucky today. Everyone went to the Yuehai Hotel. I really hope they never come here to rob me."
Reporter: "Do you think it will be successful?"
The couple was resting when suddenly the man got up.
Man: "Hey, you don't know how delicious that hand cake is, it's not much worse than the little boss."
The next day!
"Hey, there are exactly ten people in line, so we can share the hand cakes equally."
Mr. Zhang felt happy again, and there seemed to be some hope.
When the chefs heard this, they felt a little upset and felt bad. They looked at each other and felt that there might be a little too much in it.
Vomit!
Woman: "Husband, what's wrong with you? You got up four times tonight."
A citizen who was eating hand cakes was selected and said happily: "I don't think there is much difference. The hand cakes of Yuehai Hotel are really delicious."
"Oh, go to bed early after dinner, I have to go to work tomorrow."
Tian Shengun saw Lin Fan still sitting there leisurely and became really anxious, "You really don't want to think of a way. There are exactly ten people in line today."
Reporters gathered around.
The Queen Mother sighed and wanted to take the remaining pancakes, but suddenly, Wang Lili took out the pancakes.
Ward No. 3, patient with severe anorexia.
Another neighborhood.
The reporter blessed: "I hope Mr. Zhang will succeed."
"Ah, so accurate?" Lin Fan said with a smile, not taking the current situation to heart at all.
afternoon!
Director Zhang nodded and didn't care about this.
Liang Yuan nodded, "I understand, director."
Wang Lili couldn't help but vomited.
"Yeah, I'm so lucky today. Everyone went to the Yuehai Hotel. I really hope they never come here to rob me."
Mr. Zhang was naturally very happy when he heard the compliments from these citizens.
Wang Lili took a bite and bit it in her mouth.
Woman: "Husband, what's wrong with you? You got up four times tonight."
We only sell ten copies every day, but now it’s just right, we’re happy, and there’s nothing wrong with it at all.
Reporter: "Mr. Zhang, what will you do next?"
Reporter: "If it succeeds, it will be great news for anorexic patients. Will it be fully promoted?"
Reporters gathered around.
The surrounding shop owners shook their heads. They had witnessed Master Lin's glorious scene, and also witnessed Master Lin's decline.
Woman: "Husband, what's wrong with you? You got up four times tonight."
Yunli Street!
Tian Shengun really doesn’t know what to say. This mentality is too good, and his popularity has been robbed.
Mr. Zhang stood there waiting, with a look of expectation on his face. If he succeeds, he will make a fortune, and the reporters will do the same. This is big news. If this little girl really eats the finger cake, what will be involved? It's more complicated.
Journalists also know that this may have failed.
The surrounding shop owners shook their heads. They had witnessed Master Lin's glorious scene, and also witnessed Master Lin's decline.
Mr. Zhang stood there waiting, with a look of expectation on his face. If he succeeds, he will make a fortune, and the reporters will do the same. This is big news. If this little girl really eats the finger cake, what will be involved? It's more complicated.
The reporter asked: "Mr. Zhang, how big is the gap between your hand cakes and Master Lin's hand cakes?"
"You only ate two, but I ate three."
"Daughter-in-law, what kind of hand cakes are you having for dinner?"
It's really fickle.
afternoon!
Wang Lili couldn't help but vomited.
The hot hand cakes were brought out.
Reporters gathered around.
House after house, one after another, could not sleep, always thinking about the delicious hand cakes.
…
Vomit!