A boss quietly pointed at the owner of the baozi shop, Li Yuan, and the other bosses immediately shut their mouths.
However, they kept talking in lowered voices.
"That Li Yuan must be livid!"
"Who's to say he isn't? He used to have the best business on our street, but now look, compared to Old Wu's pancake shop, he's done for!"
"Oh my, look at Li Yuan's face, it's so gloomy every day. I saw him the other day, staring at the pancake shop like he was about to shoot fire from his eyes."
"What can be done? Their pancakes are delicious, and the craftsmanship is excellent!"
"I feel like Li Yuan won't be able to keep his shop open for much longer; he'll have to close it down!"
"No way, I think his business is still quite good."
"Ha! You don't know, but this Li Yuan keeps eyeing Old Wu's business all day long. Even his own baozi don't taste as good as before. His business is bound to collapse at his own hands sooner or later!"
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