Chapter 368 - 153: Boss Su, Wanted City-Wide

Chapter 368: Chapter 153: Boss Su, Wanted City-Wide

As a result, more and more stalls began to pop up along the street, selling Changsha stinky tofu, grilled squid, five-yuan gluten skewers, and other snacks.

Mobile vendors also caught wind of the news, setting up roadside carnival games like throwing darts at balloons or knocking over dolls with beanbags.

Hearing that the street was now an internet-famous hotspot, many Jingzhou locals flocked over to "check in" and take pictures. Most of them didn’t have a real reason for being there—they just wanted to be part of the excitement.

With all the comings and goings, by six or seven in the evening, the Pedestrian Street was packed with an unprecedented crowd. At first glance, it looked truly lively!

Old Tang hung up, turning to the few streamers gathered around him in exasperation. "This is bad! Boss Su must have moved his stall to avoid us. He’s in a new spot today!"

"What?"

"Seriously? Other people are dying to get famous, but Boss Su is actually scared of the attention?"

"He’s actually hiding from us to run his stall! Damn it! Does anyone have a lead on Boss Su? I’m putting up a five-hundred-yuan reward!"

Upon hearing this, the streamers all started clamoring in their own live streams.

"Fam, any Jingzhou locals watching the stream right now?"

"My dudes, whoever can give me a lead on Boss Su’s stall, I’ll immediately drop a ten-thousand-yuan giveaway in the stream, let’s go!"

"Go, go, go! Operation Capture Boss Su is officially underway!"

"Was that guy for real just now? You really saw Boss Su on the food street? Alright, fam, we’re heading to the food street to catch him!"

At Old Tang’s word, the streamers on the Pedestrian Street scattered, each one soliciting leads in real-time on their own live streams.

The whole scene made it seem as if ’Boss Su’ were some priceless treasure and that whoever captured him would ascend to godhood.

Thanks to the hype generated by these streamers, a topic inexplicably started trending on the local Jingzhou TikTok feed.

[Bounty on Boss Su]

Many locals who hadn’t heard about the situation saw this trending topic, clicked on it out of curiosity, and found the whole thing hilarious.

Shen Ning was one such local.

It was her day off, and Shen Ning was resting at home, feeling great after a workout, when she stumbled upon the topic on TikTok.

’That damn Boss Su, he actually has a bounty on him? Let me see just how much his head is worth.’

After browsing through dozens of live streams, Shen Ning took a deep breath.

’This is ridiculous.’

The offers ranged from a thousand-yuan reward for a lead in smaller, ordinary streams to some flashy streamers promising "the latest and greatest smartphone."

The most outrageous offer Shen Ning saw came from a food vlogger from the Capital City—that kinda handsome guy, Teacher Bai!

The one who starts all his videos with a BEEP BEEP~ as he presses his car key fob.

"Fam, this is wild! Listen up! Anyone who can give me an accurate lead and help me find Boss Su’s stall, I won’t waste words—I’ll give that person a complete Apple bundle, let’s go!"

Shen Ning did the math.

A phone plus headphones, a watch and a computer, and an iPad on top of that.

’This whole set has to be worth tens of thousands...’

’Holy shit, Boss Su’s head is worth a fortune!’

Even Shen Ning was starting to get tempted.

Just then, her phone rang. Shen Ning answered with a smile. "Dad? Didn’t you go grocery shopping? Forget your money?"

Shen Ning had an older brother who had moved out after he got married.

She had bought this apartment specifically for her parents, mainly for the nice suburban environment. There was plenty of greenery and even a lake, making it perfect for their retirement.

It was also perfect for her daily morning and evening cardio sessions outdoors.

"Groceries? Forget the groceries!" her dad’s voice came over the phone. "Hurry and come downstairs! There’s a guy selling steamed buns just outside our complex, and they’re amazing. They’re just a bit pricey, so come down and pay for me."

Speechless, Shen Ning replied into the phone, "You... Mom’s going to give you an earful if she finds out! Where are you?"

"At the entrance to the complex."

"Okay, okay, I’m on my way down. Don’t let them drag you away to wash dishes."

Hanging up, Shen Ning threw on a jacket, feeling exasperated, and got ready to head out.

Her dad didn’t know how to use mobile payments and always carried cash when he went out. She knew he wasn’t calling her down because he couldn’t afford the buns.

’Dad’s trying to trick me into eating buns again!’

Even though she knew her dad was tricking her, Shen Ning still obediently went downstairs. Ever since she had gotten into fitness, she always ate her meals separately from her parents.

Every time he watched her eat her bland, tasteless meals, her dad’s heart would ache for her. He was always trying to come up with new gourmet dishes to tempt her.

But Shen Ning’s resolve was as solid as a rock; she was never tempted by her father’s cooking.

Eventually, her father got so frustrated that he made a public declaration to their friends and family.

’Any man who can get my daughter to eat normal meals every day, I won’t ask for a penny of bride price! In fact, I’ll throw in an apartment and an Audi!’

Now, her father’s standards for the men he set Shen Ning up with were also very simple.

He didn’t care about anything else, but the man had to know how to cook—and he couldn’t just be a mediocre cook, either!

And so, to placate her father, Shen Ning had no choice but to go downstairs and humor him, if only to prevent another lecture when she got home that evening.

「In the time it took Shen Ning to get downstairs.」

Outside the complex, Zhang Jiayi had already succumbed to the two "mascots."

"Damn it! You guys dismantle crabs way too fast!"

Zhang Li chuckled dryly. "We’ve had practice."

Her nonchalant flex had a hint of Ling Shuyu’s style.

"One Cthulhu Crab Roe Bun, one order of sweet braised pork belly, and here’s your complimentary rice. Your custom-made bun will be just a little longer."

Zhang Jiayi stared at the dishes set before her.

The meal cost her 368 yuan. It was a bit steep, but the moment she saw the bun, Zhang Jiayi knew it was worth every penny.

The bun on the stemmed plate wobbled precariously, looking so delicate it might burst from a single touch.

As a Jingzhou Socialite, Zhang Jiayi knew a thing or two about how to eat this kind of bun.

Her crimson lips parted as she gently bit a small hole near the top of the bun. Then, bringing the stemmed plate close to her mouth, she began to slurp. SLUUURP.

Across from her.

An elderly gentleman with graying hair stroked his beard.

’Tsk. If only my daughter could eat with such an appetite!’