"Damn it! This made me so hungry I'm dying for it!"
"I'm at work, but I can't eat Boss Lu's food! It feels like finally taking leave to visit your long-distance girlfriend, only for her to get her period!"
"Stop posting! Keep posting and I'll report you for porn! You're asking where the porn is? Aren't these fried rice noodles and Imperial Consort Chicken Wings yellow enough? They're practically gleaming!"
No matter how the customers in the group begged, wailed, or cursed, more and more pictures kept appearing.
They were practically treating the Penguin Group like their social media feed, posting whatever looked good and whatever made people salivate.
It was as if eating Boss Lu's food today gave them a tremendous sense of superiority and pride.
They just had to show off!
One office-worker customer was in a meeting, and the main topic of the meeting was his boss chewing everyone out.
He was already holding in a bellyful of anger, only to see some bastard posting pictures in the Penguin Group.
That made his hunger and cravings even worse.
He returned to his phone's home screen and spotted a yellow icon—the Meituan Waimai app.
A lightbulb suddenly seemed to flash above his head. How had he not thought of this sooner?
He immediately opened the Meituan Waimai app, ordered the cheapest watery meal combo from a Wallace's near Huaguoshan Park, and added a note.
Near Huaguoshan Park, a delivery rider in a yellow uniform had no orders for the moment and was sitting on his electric scooter playing Honor of Kings. The moment he entered a match, an order was automatically assigned to him.
"Fuck! I waited over twenty minutes without an order, and the second I start a game, one comes in. What rotten luck!"
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