Watching Ma Pengfei drive away without dropping anything off, Lin Jiang finally felt relieved. He and Li Yuanyuan slowly walked back.
"Brother Jiang, I feel like something is fishy about this."
"What's fishy about it?"
"First, that food vlogger came to slander us, and now a government official shows up. Spring Harmony Noodle Shop must have reported us," Li Yuanyuan said, still shaken.
"Thankfully, you had the foresight to have us clean the kitchen, or we would've been in real trouble."
'If I were that amazing, I'd be a fortune teller, not running a noodle shop here.'
'Then again, most people would never think of reporting themselves.'
"You saw that video of the food vlogger hyping up Spring Harmony Noodle Shop, right?"
"I saw it. What should we do?"
"Go back and find the official social media account for the market supervision bureau. Send the video to them."
