When Song Xi got home, it was already noon.

Lu Jiajun gathered a large number of people at the door, and the scene was a little chaotic, so he had to call the police again. The Lu family soldiers were quickly dispersed, but after the police officer and uncle left, they came back to block the door.

As if they were fighting a guerrilla (attack) war at the door of the Song family, the two sides did not look at each other at all, and swore to the death without compromise.

The Great Elder was also distressed and said, "Xiaoxi, it's not a way to go on like this, and the company's business has been running a lot in the past two days." ”

Because of the publicity on the whole network, many companies also knew about Song Xi and stopped cooperating with the Song family. If this continues, the company will definitely be greatly affected.

Song Xi looked at the large number of mobile fans gathered outside the window and thought secretly.

"Pull out our mobile stall and sell it downstairs. ”

Song has a few small food truck stalls, the kind of small houses with wheels where simple food can be processed.

In the past, the original owner liked these stalls very much, and bought a few of these cars despite the family's obstruction, just for her own convenience to eat and drink.

When I bought the car, I kept throwing it there useless, and no one operated it, and it became a pile of scrap copper and iron.

At this time, when the Great Elder heard that Song Xi had mentioned the stall car again, he was in a hurry, when was this, and he was still thinking about eating.

"You still want to eat, how do you disperse these fans downstairs?"

Song Xi asked with a natural attitude, "Disperse, why disperse?"

The girl turned her head and explained to the housekeeper, "Pull out all the stall cars, and put a poster of 'Boycott Song Xi' on it, the kind that the fans are holding in their hands." ”

In order to block her, these fans stay for a day, and they definitely need to solve the problem of three meals.

In the vicinity of their home, the nearest small restaurant is two blocks away, and many fans came the next day, bringing their own dry food and water bottles.

Isn't that a good business opportunity to make money?

As instructed, the housekeeper went to the warehouse to transfer the mobile stall car and put up various posters of "boycott Song Xi".

The Great Elder was not optimistic about Song Xi's idea at all, this girl probably wanted to eat and drink by herself, so he still asked someone to call 110 to drive these fans away first.

It didn't take long for several mobile stall vans to appear at the front door, steaming white steam from steamed buns and fried chicken steaks making a "sizzling" sound on the iron plate.

Many fans smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but start chirping.

They are guarding here, and Song Xi doesn't know when he will show up, so it's better to buy something first, eat and wait for the same.

After a while, there was a long queue in front of the mobile stalls, and fans began to buy these snacks and snacks. Even passers-by saw so many people queuing up in front of the stalls here, and they came over curiously to join in the fun.

Through the gap in the curtains, the Great Elder was secretly shocked to see that the business of his mobile food truck was booming.

The broken car that had been left there for many days and was useless suddenly turned out to be a snack spot with a booming business?

Song Xi's ghost idea actually came true!

The Great Elder secretly calculated the transaction volume, and the money from selling food seemed to be a small amount of money, and there were many fans who couldn't hold Lu Hancheng. No matter how small the fly is, it is still meat, not to mention that the current Song family is not as good as before, and this money can also be seen in the eyes.

At this time, the housekeeper came back from the assignment and asked the Great Elder, "Elder, are we still calling 110?"

The Great Elder immediately turned his head, "What do you call 110? Can we do business treat customers like this?" Quickly, call the buyer, and open another stall of hot and sour noodles and milk tea!"