Although some people know that the two stalls are the same one, most people still don't know.

After imagining the more joyful picture in his heart, Lin Zhi returned the phone to Tang Ling.

"This event is a spontaneous vote by netizens, and the voting lasts for a week, and now it's the second day, how about it?" Tang Ling asked excitedly.

I went to the hospital with Lin Xia in the morning, knowing the reason why Lin Zhi had been working hard to make money for so long, Tang Ling decisively decided to help, and this activity I saw yesterday was definitely a great opportunity.

Lin Zhi said that he was also looking forward to this, but would he say that?

"I believe in my own strength." Lin Zhi was calm and calm, and he couldn't see that he was interested in this matter at all.

"That's it." Tang Ling thought to himself that it was really boring, no matter how good the cooking skills were, they had to be promoted, Tang Ling decided to ask for votes in his circle of friends and space, so that the number of votes would definitely increase a lot.

Lin Zhi was also thinking about whether he needed to ask everyone to help cast a vote at the booth, but after thinking about it, he gave up. This is not in line with my calm temperament.

Wei Cheng looked up the news they were talking about on the Internet.

It's really strange, how can a person who is at the forefront of fashion not know about this, it must be too busy in the past two days, Wei Cheng looked at his phone and thought.

"When you come out of the stall, you can ask everyone to help vote, Lin Zhi's craftsmanship is so good, he will definitely get the top three, no, it's the first place."

Tang Lingqian waved her hand and said in high spirits.

"Okay, that's it, let's make lunch first." Lin Zhi took out the dough and filling, and began to get busy with his hands, and he would have to go to the hospital to deliver food later.

Seeing this, Wei Cheng also went over to help, and the two quickly made twenty wontons.

"You eat first, I'll go out for a while." Lin Zhi carried more than a dozen wontons, plus a portion of soy milk, and said to a few people.

Looking at the soy milk in his hand, Lin Zhi thought that he should make some rock sugar pears, otherwise his father would only have one to eat now. Lin Zhi is now desperately looking forward to the system giving him a porridge.

"Brother, I'll go with you." Lin Xia jumped up and said.

"I'll go too." Tang Ling raised his hand.

"Why don't you go together?" Wei Cheng saw that everyone raised their hands and made a good suggestion.

"Chengzi, you stay here to sleep, you don't have time to sleep at night." Lin thought about it and made a decision.

"Let's go together, I'm used to staying up late." Wei Cheng stood up and said.

Lin Zhi reluctantly took everyone to the hospital.

In the night market of Pedestrian Street, in addition to Lin Zhi and Wei Cheng this time, Tang Ling and Lin Xia also came, according to their words, they wanted to canvass for Lin Zhi.

"What vote?" A boy asked a girl next to him.

"You don't even know that? It's a new program on Belvedere TV, I'll tell you......" The girl described the boy in detail, and added a sentence at the end. "I would have voted for the handsome guy boss a long time ago."

"Of course you have to vote!" The boy said firmly. Immediately pick up your phone and start tapping.

Seeing that everyone in the team picked up their mobile phones, Tang Ling nodded with satisfaction when he saw this scene.

"What are you doing?" When Fan Zhe came over, he saw that everyone was pointing their fingers at their mobile phones with their heads down.

"Handsome guy, come over and vote for the boss together."

Lin Xia opened the homepage of Belvedere TV's food channel with her mobile phone, and at a glance she could see the banner at the top, 'Looking for Belvedere Street Deliciousness'. Click in, and you will see the specific introduction of the event and the voting column below.

Lin Xia put the phone in front of Fan Zhe.

Fan Zhe watched it from beginning to end.

"This must be voted, the boss is so good, he is not the first, who is the first?" Fan Zhe looked proud, as if Lin Zhi had a great relationship with him.

Lin Xia nodded vigorously, no one can compare with his brother's craftsmanship. The first must be my cousin's.

Lin Zhi didn't speak, but his ears listened to everyone's words word for word, and he secretly sighed in his heart. Who can be like me, and someone can take the initiative to do things without opening their mouths?

Lin Zhi was satisfied, and his face was still calm, but he wanted to be a person with connotation, how could he destroy his own image?

Tang Ling listened to them on the side, and agreed with the thoughts of several people in his heart, and spoke.

"Since everyone thinks so, then let's find a way to count more votes for Lin Zhila."

Lin Xia nodded excitedly, that's what she thought.

"Then everyone will post it in the circle of friends and ask for attention."

"Okay." Fan Zhe turned on his phone first, although he was not a local, but this did not prevent him from voting and forwarding to Moments.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Yang Ming drove to the night market again, waiting in line for the company's supper every day.

Yang Ming is self-made, now forty years old, has created his own company of more than a dozen people, although the scale is not large, but he has the ambition to lead employees together, the company bigger and stronger.

"Did you vote?"

"I have already voted, the boss is so good, of course I have to support him."

The two girls behind Yang Ming were chatting happily, and Yang Ming turned around and asked the two.

"What's going on with voting? Did something happen? ”

The two girls looked at him and explained for him.

Yang Ming came over every day, Lin Zhi already remembered him, and before he could open his mouth, he threw fifteen wontons into the pot. Yang Ming took fifteen small wontons, sent one to his wife at home as usual, and returned to the company with the rest.

"Mr. Yang is back!" An employee spoke, and the whole office stared at the small wonton in Yang Ming's hand, since there were small wontons for supper every night, all the employees of the company were very enthusiastic about their work.

Every day, Yang Ming took the small wontons back to the company, which became the thing they looked forward to the most.

"Everybody's eating." Yang Ming looked at everyone's bright eyes, smiled and put the small wonton in his hand on the table.

Holding his share of small wontons and preparing to go back to the office, suddenly Yang Ming seemed to think of something, turned his head and said to all the employees.

"That's right. You have a special mission tonight. ”

"Mission?" Everyone stopped and looked at Yang Ming, thinking that they wouldn't have more work, right? There are a lot of things going on every day in the company now, and if there is another one, everyone will feel that they can't support it.

Yang Ming saw everyone's expressions and laughed all of a sudden.

"Rest assured, little things. Now there's a food poll where everyone helps vote for the little wonton we eat every night, and there is no other job. ”

Everyone in the office cheered loudly and picked up their phones.

"It turned out to be a vote, a trivial matter."

"Of course, you have to vote for our little ravioli, who don't vote for it."

"That's right."

Yang Ming returned to the office with a smile, turned on his mobile phone, found the voting webpage, and voted for Lin Zhi's small evening wonton stall.