"Uncle, I got separated from my mom. I'm so good-looking and cute, people on the street might have bad intentions. What if they sell me?" Ye Xiaomo said.
Zhao Gushen: "..."
It's been a while since I've seen a kid with such thick skin.
"Do you know me?" Zhao Gushen pointed at himself and asked.
Ye Xiaomo shook his head.
"Then how do you know I won't sell you?" Zhao Gushen sneered.
Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaomo pointed at Zhao Gushen's Cullinan nearby, "Just by looking, I can tell you're rich, you don't need to sell me."
Zhao Gushen snorted, "How do you know I didn't get rich by trafficking children?"
Ye Xiaomo blinked his innocent big eyes twice, "Then should I shout child trafficking now?"
Zhao Gushen: "..."
Ha, it's been a long time since I met such an annoying kid.
Beside him, Xiao Ruofeng quietly tugged Zhao Gushen and whispered, "Mr. Shen, if we don't go soon, there won't be any seats left."
Following Xiao Ruofeng's direction, Ye Xiaomo knowingly said to Zhao Gushen, "Uncle, are you going to eat wontons?"
Before Zhao Gushen could answer, Ye Xiaomo continued, "I didn't expect you guys would eat at a street food stall."
"You're quite interesting, little guy. Why wouldn't we eat at a street stall?" Xiao Ruofeng asked with a smile.
"Look, those eating there are young folks taking pictures and office workers," Ye Xiaomo pointed with his chubby hand, "This Uncle is dressed so fancy, it doesn't match a street stall!"
Looking over, Zhao Gushen realized that all the customers were dressed casually and he was indeed out of place.
Ye Xiaomo lowered his voice and asked mysteriously, "Why are you really going there to eat? You guys acting like this, won't it make the owner suspicious?"
Zhao Gushen: "..."
Why was he talking so much with this kid?
This kid must be something!
Unexpectedly, Xiao Ruofeng squatted down to meet Ye Xiaomo's gaze, "To be honest, Mr. Shen owns many fine dining restaurants. But recently, we've heard feedback that the little wontons at our restaurant, which have become quite famous, are not as good as this street vendor. So we came to try it ourselves, to see how it compares."
"Business competitor, eh?" Ye Xiaomo suddenly realized.
Zhao Gushen: "..."
Who's a business competitor with this street stall!
"Doing this, you'll easily make the owner suspicious!" Ye Xiaomo said, "Want me to help?"
"..." Zhao Gushen's eye twitched, "Don't you want to find your lost parents first?"
"Don't sweat the details." Ye Xiaomo waved it off and suddenly got down from Zhao Gushen's leg.
Suddenly, Ye Xiaomo grabbed Zhao Gushen's pants and shouted, "Dad, I want to eat wontons! I want wontons!"
Zhao Gushen: "..."
He doesn't have a son this big!
Ye Xiaomo's acting is really on point, truly like a kid throwing a tantrum when he doesn't get what he wants.
"Let's go, let's go, I'll take you!" Xiao Ruofeng quickly said.
And so, the two adults and one child smoothly got the last table.
"What would you like to eat?" The server came over and asked, without any suspicion.
"Three bowls of your signature wontons," Zhao Gushen said.
"That would be the shrimp wontons," the server replied and left, shouting, "Three bowls of shrimp wontons."
Ye Xiaomo gave a thumbs up, "See, now no one suspects us!"