"Let's disperse." There was a helpless tone in Yuan Zhou's voice. He looked at the band that was still screaming themselves hoarse and then said loudly.
"Boss Yuan, you finally open the door." Ling Hong went up and greeted him.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded the head.
"Okay. Let's disperse." Ling Hong clapped his hands and the band immediately stopped.
Instantly, the whole place became quiet.
Then, everyone felt that quiet was really a beautiful adjective.
"Fortunately, the young master got up. But it's impossible for him to fall asleep in such a situation. This old man is going deaf." The grandpa stood behind and rubbed his ears and sighed with emotion.
"Boss Yuan, will there be Soup Dumplings today?" Ling Hong said loudly subconsciously.
"No. It's too late. There's no time." Seeing the band stop, Yuan Zhou directly turned around and went back to the restaurant and let out a sigh of relief.
Just for a short while, Yuan Zhou felt it was simply too noisy. Luckily, he couldn't hear it from inside.
"Hey. Boss Yuan, make it now. I'll wait for you." Ling Hong shouted loudly.
"You can lower your voice. I'm going deaf." Despite his muscular body and rough appearance, Tank was, on the contrary, a handsome man who liked quiet. Now, he even complained that Ling Hong's voice was too loud.
"Alright. I know you like quiet now. You just got used to it." Being reminded by Tank, Ling Hong changed back.
"There's not enough time." Yuan Zhou stood back at his old position and said lightly.
"Oh. Then can we eat Clear Broth Noodle Soup this morning?" Ling Hong gave up the Soup Dumplings easily.
Of course, it wasn't because he suddenly didn't want to eat it, but because Yuan Zhou's current appearance was quite scary. It was known that it was very difficult for people to accept the way Ling Hong woke people up. However, Yuan Zhou's expression was still indifferent and he didn't seem to be unhappy at all. It was exactly such calmness that made Ling Hong lose his composure.
At the very least, he thought that Yuan Zhou would pull a long face. If it was serious, he might even scold him. But now, it was as if nothing had happened, which made Ling Hong not dare to continue asking about the soup dumplings.
"Boss Yuan, what time do you usually wake up to make Soup Dumplings?" Wuhai suddenly asked.
"Six o 'clock." Yuan Zhou quickly answered Wuhai's question.
"Okay. I'll order beef mince and Clear Broth Noodle Soup today." Wuhai also began to order dishes.
As for the grandpa, of course, he also chose the noodle soup.
"Ok. One moment, please." Yuan Zhou turned around to prepare the dishes.
On this side, Wu Hai began to signal Ling Hong with his eyes and whispered, "Do you understand?"
"I understand, but I won't be blacklisted, right?" Ling Hong understood Wu Hai's meaning the moment he opened his mouth. However, he still needed to know the price clearly.
"Don't worry. According to my observation, although Boss Yuan appears to be indifferent, he's actually quite easy to talk to. Last time, there was even a guy who brought the Egg Fried Rice from outside to eat. As long as it doesn't violate his rules, it's all right." Wu Hai revealed a manner of "Listen to me and I understand you."
"Um. Alright. Let me try again." Ling Hong agreed to Wu Hai's proposal decisively.
Of course, the reason also included his own investigation. Yuan Zhou was indeed good-tempered. He didn't show any anger or dissatisfaction for this matter even earlier than now.
Hearing everything, Yuan Zhou slightly curved up the corners of his mouth and thought in his heart, "No matter how much money you have, you can't wake me up."
That's right. Who said Yuan Zhou wasn't angry? Yuan Zhou was so angry that he wanted to chop someone. However, he was used to being aloof and didn't even bother to scold others. The simplest way was to reap what you sow.
On the other side, the several people who believed that two heads were better than Zhuge Liang made a decision in a lively manner. Even the grandpa joined in and even raised the most practical question. From this, it could be seen how attractive the Soup Dumplings were.
"How to solve the problem of disturbing the residents?" The grandpa went straight to the point.
"Never mind. I'll go to each family today and give them 100 RMB. It's just one hour earlier. There won't be any problem." Ling Hong answered confidently.
"Hong, are you sure?" Tank asked worriedly.
"No problem. Look, Boss Yuan isn't angry at all." Ling Hong pointed at Yuan Zhou's complexion covertly. It indeed appeared that Yuan Zhou's complexion was just as usual.
"Alright. Just do whatever you want." Tank shrugged and didn't try to persuade him anymore.
"I think Hong's idea is not bad." Ji Lian said primly.
"Isn't it because you like this band?" Octopus exposed Ji Lian mercilessly.
"Don't say it out loud." Ji Lian admitted it without any shame and even asked Octopus not to expose him.
Instantly, the several people didn't want to talk to him anymore. Luckily, Yuan Zhou carried the dishes to them at that time.
The busy morning and noon made Yuan Zhou decide to hire a waiter. Not only did he cook alone, but he also had to carry the dishes by himself. It was indeed tiring when there were so many people.
Having been exhausted for a whole day, Yuan Zhou still remembered to feed the mixed fur Maltese the broth and then rest.
It was just 6: 00 am in the early morning. The nearby residents had basically all gotten up and were still watching from afar. The band was still the same one from yesterday and the stereo was still the same one from yesterday.
"Love even in death. It won't be satisfying if you don't love to the fullest!"
The lead singer was still the same lead singer who shouted himself hoarse. Once he opened his mouth, the sonorous voice instantly drifted far away, shaking people's spirit and waking them up.
However, Yuan Zhou, who hadn't set the alarm clock, still slept soundly and didn't seem to be woken up at all.
Yuan Zhou didn't sleep very well. Usually, he was like a sheep in bed, but he fell asleep very quickly last night. The restaurant reinforced by the system appeared extraordinarily quiet, which was very suitable for sleeping.
The hoarse voice downstairs had no influence on Yuan Zhou at all.
After one song, the windows of the second floor were still tightly closed and there was no movement at all.
"Why hasn't Boss Yuan woken up yet?" Ling Hong asked curiously.
"How would I know? Maybe he bought earplugs." Octopus voiced his own speculation.
"Earplugs? That's right. It's very possible. Two more songs. I don't believe it. "Ling Hong signaled the band to continue singing.
Three songs were agreed upon. If they sang for too long, they might be chased all over the street by the urban management. Although this place wasn't very developed, there were still many office buildings. A quiet environment had to be maintained.
After three songs, there was still no movement on the second floor. Only then did Ling Hong give up. Only at 8: 30 in the morning did Yuan Zhou open the door widely.
Ling Hong was waiting for him at the door, listlessly.
"Boss Yuan, your earplugs are really nice." While saying that, he gave a thumbs-up to Yuan Zhou and then turned around and left after having breakfast.
Yuan Zhou thought that Ling Hong would give up now. After all, the neighbors wouldn't agree if they made too much noise. However, he still underestimated Ling Hong.
Ling Hong continued to have fun. He ran out and found two bands. This time, he gave each band 200 RMB as compensation. It was pretty good to get 200 RMB for getting up one hour earlier.
After all, the noise lasted only for a short time.
At 6: 00 in the morning on the third day, apart from the bands from the first two days, there was one more band this time. It was a double heavy metal rock band. Although the lead singer wasn't as good as the first one, his voice was very high and loud. That was exactly what Ling Hong intended to do.
The two bands started their own performances as if they were competing with each other. They sang one after another and turned it into a concert scene. Even the roof was overturned. It was as if the glass would be broken at any minute.
Despite such a commotion, there was still no reaction on the second floor.
"Boss Yuan isn't asleep. He's dead, isn't he?" Ling Hong shouted exasperatedly.
"Do you want to break the door?" Ji Lian, who was enjoying the music, suggested a bad idea.
To break the door, or to break the door, or to break the door? It was a difficult choice.
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