nyslfriends Chapter 84 Conflict
Chapter 84 Conflict
This caused quite a stir, and another voice joined the fray.
"Exactly! Why do students get special privileges?"
"What's wrong with students? Students should line up too, just like us. Don't think you can cut in line just because you're young. What gives you the right to be special?!"
Lin Zikang and Liu Huanhuan, along with several other students, were completely frozen in place, holding their rice bowls, unsure whether to leave or stay.
Liu Huanhuan, a young girl, was being targeted like this, and her eyes reddened. She muttered softly.
"We didn't cut in line. The boss said students who need to attend early reading sessions can come earlier to get their food..."
Seeing the crowd's agitated state, Chen Yuan had no choice but to speak up. After all, it was he who had set this rule, and he naturally had to protect these students.
Chen Yuan calmly replied, "These are the rules I set. What's the problem? Students have early morning study sessions, and they're under so much pressure. Is it wrong to let them finish eating earlier and go to school earlier?"
"We've all been through our student days, and I hope you can understand. If you can't understand, then there's nothing I can do."
Those who initially opposed the idea fell silent.
After all, Chen Yuan's cooking was so delicious that they couldn't possibly threaten him by saying, "We'll never come here to eat again."
As long as Chen Yuan's skills remain consistently excellent, the number of customers will only increase, never decrease.
Moreover, most people wouldn't do something like scolding the cook while eating.
Just then, a voice spoke in a moderate tone.
"We can understand the boss's thinking. At first, there were only a few students from our community, so it didn't matter and wouldn't take more than a few minutes. But now there are more and more students."
"Are we supposed to wait here if two or three hundred students come in the future? Boss, that's not fair. Besides, what will we eat if they buy everything?"
Chen Yuan was also somewhat helpless for a moment.
He really hadn't expected this, and what the other party said wasn't wrong.
At the beginning, there were indeed only a few students, including Lin Zikang and Chen Huanhuan. The total number of students from elementary school, middle school, and high school was less than 20.
The start dates for school vary slightly from stage to stage, so staggering them makes things much easier.
Chen Yuan looked at the dozen or so high school students wearing the same school uniforms, and then saw a steady stream of students coming in.
For a moment, I was at a loss.
Seeing that someone had spoken up for him, Sun Xiaoming perked up and immediately said something.
"Exactly! Why should we keep waiting? Besides, when will this ever end?"
"Is morning reading more important than going to work?"
Sun Xiaoming snorted coldly, then turned his attention to the elderly man standing to the side.
"I think it's not just you guys who have problems; there are many more people with problems!"
Everyone understood that his target was the elderly people carrying thermos flasks.
"Retirees don't work or go to school, they have plenty of time, why would they want to squeeze into the morning rush hour with us?"
"You should have come later, after we left for work and the students went to school. It's not like we only sell in the morning this week; the millet porridge is unlimited, isn't it?"
Another female office worker with curly hair and manicured nails frowned and said.
"That's right, other people need time to cook porridge, but you all bring thermos flasks and kettles, filling up almost half a pot at a time. After you're done, they still have to cook it fresh, which makes our wait even longer."
"Exactly, could you please serve less? How can one person drink that much? Anyone who didn't know better would think the boss is doing charity work for free."
"I don't even want to say it, but you people really love to take advantage of others."
These words stirred up a hornet's nest.
Originally, this group of elderly people were all protective of their own. Hearing that they were targeting these students, they were indignant and eager to fight back.
As a result, Chen Yuan interrupted them, preventing them from unleashing their full power.
My mouth is itchy.
Sun Xiaoming handed over the painting; how could they possibly tolerate that?
Grandpa Liu already had a bad temper. He slammed the thermos on the table, the veins on his neck bulging, and he looked extremely angry.
"Young man, we haven't done anything to you, have we? What do you mean by that?"
"Why should we be late? We bought food for the whole family this morning, and after that, we have to take the kids to school. It's not like we don't have anything else to do!"
"Who hasn't worked a job? We dedicated our entire lives when we were young, and now we have to pick the right time and be subservient to others just to buy some porridge?"
"Exactly!" an older woman shouted, waving the inner pot of her rice cooker.
"So what if you have a job? What's with all the arrogance? You scold the students and then you scold us. We were working back then, and you weren't even born yet!"
"The social atmosphere these days is really bad. You people don't respect the elderly or care for the young; you only care about yourselves. How can you be so selfish?"
Two elderly people took the lead in starting the group purchase, and the remaining elderly people naturally followed suit.
They started talking all at once, shifting their focus entirely to the office workers led by Sun Xiaoming, and chattering away.
"Exactly! What's wrong with us retiring and enjoying a bit of life? They won't even let us get porridge anymore, what's the meaning of this?"
"We elderly people have poor sleep and need it just the right time. These students go to school every day and need to sleep well too. You young people just stay up late playing on your phones all day, what kind of sleep do you need?"
"How can you young people talk like that? You're using such rude language."
Sun Xiaoming retorted, "Who stayed up all night? We were working overtime. Do you think we wanted to? Do you know how hard it is for us to get a good night's sleep?"
"What's wrong with working overtime? Is working overtime justified? Didn't we work hard when we were building our country? Did you have to bear all the hardship?" Grandpa Liu retorted.
The situation was about to spiral out of control.
"Students are easily embarrassed, don't bully the children!"
"Exactly, what's the point of getting angry at the child?"
"You're such a grown-up, how come you don't understand any reason?"
"We're already exhausted from work, so who's being unreasonable here?"
"You guys have nothing better to do all day, what's wrong with making the porridge a little later?"
"What's wrong with being old? Aren't you old too?"
Chen Yuan was sweating profusely with anxiety. The situation was urgent; if it escalated into a violent conflict, his shop would definitely have to close down.
"Everyone! There's porridge, everyone! Please stop arguing!"
"This pot of porridge will be ready soon, everyone, don't delay and enjoy your porridge!"
Unfortunately, his voice was completely drowned out by the noisy environment.
Only the few people closest to him heard it.
Sun Xiaoming pointed at Chen Yuan.
"Boss Chen, stop trying to smooth things over!"
"You need to give me an explanation. What are you going to do?"
The crowd immediately joined in, pointing the finger directly at Chen Yuan.
"Yes! We need an explanation, otherwise there will be even more problems later!"