"Are you sure you still want to open for business here?" Miss Nami folded her arms, making her bust look particularly ample. Heath had already noticed many people at the venue looking his way, with envy, jealousy, and resentment in many of the men's eyes. He could not help rubbing his nose. Nami had dragged him over right after he finished buying groceries, but who would have thought she would have him exhibit here outright? Heath had originally planned to visit Mossdeep City's Officer Jenny Unit today, apply for a temporary vending permit, and make a little money.
Perhaps because the Technology Expo was about to begin, Mossdeep City had a great many tourists, enough to make Heath a little envious. What did so many tourists mean? It meant that some of them would become his customers, and these customers who had never eaten his food before could provide a great deal of satisfaction, as well as plenty of cash. He could kill two birds with one stone.
Yet before Heath could even set up his stall, Nami had dragged him over here. It left him feeling as miserable as if he were watching countless roasted ducks flap their wings and fly away.
"Of course. Besides, if I don't open for business, what if people suspect it's fake?" Heath said with complete conviction.
Nami could not help rolling her eyes. What a joke. The last company to fake something at the Technology Expo dated back more than thirty years. Once its fraud had been uncovered, that once-thriving interregional company had gone straight out of business. The League's heavy-handed response had left every high-tech company trembling, and not a single one had dared fake anything at the Technology Expo since. The League's inspectors would come around disguised as tourists, after all.