C12 The Invitation to Deep Lane

"Big brother, I... I was wrong, I'm not sick." The middle-aged woman who had been making a fool of herself a moment ago was instantly terrified when she saw Meng Hu's strong muscles.

"There's nothing wrong with you wasting everyone's time here. Are you looking down on me, Meng Hu?" Meng Hu smiled a terrifying smile, the veins on his arms bulging.

"No, big brother, it was Wang Yan who asked me to come and cause trouble. I really didn't do it on purpose. If I had known that big brother was here, I wouldn't have dared to come even if I had a hundred guts!" The middle-aged woman was timid to begin with. After being threatened by Meng Hu, she was so scared that she immediately revealed the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Wang Yan?" Meng Hu glanced at Mo Qingge from the corner of his eyes with a questioning look.

Mo Qingge was also a little surprised by the name. In her impression, although Wang Yan had a bad working attitude and liked to fish in troubled waters when she went to work, she shouldn't be the kind of person who would plot against others.

"I know about this. Meng Hu, let him go." Mo Qingge waved her hand, and her expression returned to the Ice Goddess.

"Did you hear what sister-in-law said? Scram!" Meng Hu shouted, and the middle-aged woman hurriedly ran away in fear.

Seeing the middle-aged woman walk away, Meng Hu's face darkened, and he asked ingratiatingly: "Sister-in-law, this little bitch called Wang Yan, do you want us brothers to take care of her?" After the operation that day, he realized how stupid he was.

If Zhang Zhen had been a doctor with no medical ethics, he would have immediately shut the door on the group of hooligans. How could he possibly have the chance to turn the tide?

Therefore, Meng Hu and the other hooligans from Zhongshan Southern Street were now as grateful as gods to Mo Qingge and Zhang Zhen.

Whoever dared to offend this couple would be going against Zhongshan Southern Street!

"No need. She must have been too angry and chose the wrong way." Mo Qingge rubbed her forehead, not wanting to make a big deal out of this.

"Sister-in-law is so kind! No wonder she could find a good man like Brother Zhen!" Meng Hu gave her a big thumbs up and said with a flattering expression.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Tetanus, go next door and get an injection on your butt!" Speaking of Zhang Zhen, Mo Qingge's heart throbbed for no reason. In a panic, she waved her hand and said.

"Eh..." Meng Hu, who was 1.8 meters tall, stood rooted to the spot, looking like he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Ass needle!

Why did he have to pretend that day!

...

Linjiang Villa District, home.

Zhang Zhen swiped his mouse and browsed through some of the content on his computer.

"The Kindling System needs to collect information in order to obtain the reward. Furthermore, judging from the current situation, if I don't master these information and skills, the system will not acknowledge me." Zhang Zhen analyzed as he shifted his gaze to the news on the webpage.

[Ten-second Surprise! Can you be more accurate than him?]

[The world's top ten surprise challenge! He has completed the top three!]

[This man has created history! The legend of an online celebrity shop has been added!]

Countless exaggerated media headlines flooded the social platform, and over the past few days, Gray Rabbit and the "Ten Seconds Man" had quickly become the center of discussion.

"I just wanted to eat a free dinner. Who knew it would turn out like this?" Zhang Zhen helplessly flipped through the comments of the netizens and found that the discussions about him had already formed two completely different factions.

One side believed that Zhang Zhen's reaction speed was indeed astonishing, and that he had the ability to stop in place for ten seconds three times in a row.

The other side believed that Zhang Zhen was just a clown hired by the shop to please the public. Everything was designed by the backstage program and had nothing to do with his own strength.

The most interesting thing was that when the netizens were at the peak of their discussion, a person who claimed to be the holder of the world record in ten seconds stood up.

He declared, "There's no one in the world who can stop three milliseconds in a row. I'm going to apply for another challenge to the Guinness World Record and invite the mysterious ten-second man to come on stage." The provocation of the world record holder had brought the discussion online to a new peak. Every day, tens of thousands of comments were updated, hoping that Zhang Zhen would step forward and slap the world record holder in the face.

"However... Speaking of world records, Eagle seemed to have been an athlete before he joined the army. He had always wanted to break world records." Zhang Zhen's eyes were misty as he suddenly returned to the days of war.

Eagle was the scout of the team and also the fastest man in the entire army.

The laughter of his teammates could be heard. On the battlefield, even the bullets of the Grim Reaper couldn't catch up to Eagle's figure.

However, such a man, who could race with the Death God, still fell down.

Ring ring ring, ring ring ring ring.

Just as Zhang Zhen was deep in thought, his memories were suddenly interrupted by the sound of a phone ringing.

"Hello?" "Hello, may I ask if you are Mr. Zhang, the one who completed the ten-second challenge at the Deep Alley Restaurant last time? I'm the receptionist at the Deep Alley Restaurant." "It's me. What do you want?" Zhang Zhen exclaimed. Nowadays, even restaurants had customer service.

When the young lady on the other side heard that it was Zhang Zhen himself, her excited voice changed as she gripped the phone tightly and said, "It's like this, Mr. Zhang. Our restaurant invites you to participate in an activity called 'Challenging the Guinness World Record'. Regardless of whether you succeed or fail, you will receive a lifetime free membership card from our restaurant." Advertising had worked on him.

Zhang Zhen laughed bitterly and shook his head: "I'm sorry, but I don't have any plans to attend a public event for the time being." His identity in the country was special to begin with. Although his three years of suffering had caused some people to forget about his existence, he still could not let down his guard.

Unless there was a special situation, he didn't want to appear in front of the camera.

"Ah? How about the 100,000 yuan cash reward? Or the Maldives lover's luxurious tour for a month. Also, we hire you to be our restaurant's image ambassador." Hearing Zhang Zhen's refusal, the receptionist was on the verge of tears.

A shop as popular as theirs relied on hot topics to gain popularity. Once the hot topics passed, the seemingly popular business would instantly turn cold.

Having finally caught hold of Zhang Zhen's selling point, the Deep Alley did not want to let him go no matter what.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have any plans for this. If there's nothing else, I'll..." Zhang Zhen's tone was firm as he was about to hang up the phone.

However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Zhen's ears.

"The signature dessert of the three-star Michelin restaurant, 'Tang Pavilion', is enough for you to go on camera once?" Her voice was cold with a hint of eagerness. Unlike Mo Qingge's ice, this person was more like a strong woman who was swift and decisive.

However, compared to her voice, the content of this sentence shocked Zhang Zhen even more.

"Swan Sandflakes?" Zhang Zhen exclaimed in surprise.

Even though he had completed the book on steamed buns, the system's evaluation of his culinary skills (Chinese) was only D-plus.

In other words, Zhang Zhen still had a lot of room for improvement in terms of his culinary skills.

Furthermore, this legendary Chinese dessert that even foreigners could not stop praising after eating it was something that Zhang Zhen had always wanted to collect but failed to get his hands on.