"Brother Lei, Brother Yu, you're here."
Seeing the two of them, Liu Hanjun got up, walked over, and stood behind them.
"Bringing so many people again... by the looks of it, you really don't want me to stay in business," Lin Jiang said unhurriedly.
"We'll talk about our business in a minute."
Zhang Tianlei looked at all the cooks and servers in the noodle shop.
"Put your phones away. If I see a single one of you take one out, don't blame me for what happens next."
Zhang Tianlei was well aware that this was an era of public opinion.
If anyone recorded this and posted it online, it would bring him a world of trouble.
So after coming in, he first scanned the noodle shop and relaxed a bit when he saw there were no outsiders.
"Han Jun, go unplug the shop's security cameras. I'm going to have a good long talk with him."
"Got it, Brother Lei."
Moving quickly, Liu Hanjun and a few of his men unplugged all the power cords for the noodle shop's security cameras.
