Chapter 675: Is Selling Low-Priced Instant Noodles Illegal? Facing Legal Liability?! (Part 2)

The live stream viewers, who were originally listening intently, burst out laughing in anger.

“Does he mean that Wang Zihao is selling instant noodles at a low price illegally, and they might even sue Wang Zihao?”

“Is this what I’m supposed to hear in 2025? Really makes me angry enough to laugh.”

“Alright, alright! How is ten bucks a pack expensive? It’s been this price for years. More often, think about whether you’ve tried hard enough, whether you’ve seriously asked your family for money. Complaining about ten bucks a pack really?”

“…”

Wang Hai took out another contract and handed it to Wang Zihao.

“Student, quickly sign it, or we’ll really pursue legal action against you.”

Wang Zihao was red-faced from anger.

He just didn’t want to betray his conscience and was treated like this!

Smashed his stall!

Forced him to sign the contract!

Being forced to breach the contract!

Even threatening legal action!

Damn it!

“Student, don’t mind my harsh words, how is ten bucks a pack of noodles expensive?”

Wang Xia calmly added: “All our students at the school are high-quality. I run a supermarket here with very reasonable prices. My son studies at Tsinghua. With a clear conscience, I won’t explain anymore.”

Yang Shu’s face looked displeased.

Similarly, the live stream viewers also looked displeased.

“Isn’t she indirectly saying my son is a Tsinghua student, while you will at best be ordinary college graduates, at most some top-tier ones, and you deserve to be treated like people?”

“So, does she mean high education equates to good character?”

“Not only that, but a son’s high education means the mother has good character.”

“Oh man! It’s a relative of a top sect disciple, alright, I’ll become an Outer Realm demon cultivator then. Since that’s the case, I’ll show some demon cultivation skills. Demon brothers, here’s the provincial supervision contact – let’s bombard it!”

“…”

…

Zhao Yimeng’s story continues.

——

The company commander didn’t even finish a complete sentence before he had no strength left.

Unlike in the movies, the head slowly drops to the side.

The commander’s head tilted onto my arm, his body turned heavy, resting on his chest, gradually losing strength and falling.

I then saw the bullet wound on his body, it was on the chest.

The bullet missed and hit the most vulnerable spot of the human body, near the heart.

Just like Wang Wenxi, his face was waxy and yellow like sand.

“Commander, commander…” The soldiers cried and shouted, surrounding.

“Commander!” Li Hai cried most heartbreakingly, teardrops the size of peas falling:

“It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault, commander… it’s all my fault…”

As if life were a dream.

The battle was clearly about to end, the dawn of victory already sounding.

But under the dawn of victory, Liang Erxi silently sacrificed.

When I regained focus, I difficultly realized this wasn’t a dream.

This really did happen.

I held Liang Erxi tightly, crying like a weeper.

“Watch out… remaining enemies…”

That was Liang Erxi’s final words.

Not even for himself, his family.

But as a company commander, issued his final command.

When the soldiers left in their grieving anger, I took a piece of paper from his shirt pocket, already stained red with blood.

Though the note was soaked red, the writing was still clearly legible.

It boldly read:

My debt slip

Borrowed: Ninth Company Commander 800 yuan

Borrowed: Comissary Major 1200 yuan

Borrowed: Battalion Logistic Director Li 900 yuan

Borrowed: Battalion Staff Zhang 1000 yuan

…

The debt slip he left listed fifteen comrades’ names in total.

Total debt was 13,200 yuan.

I instantly felt heartache.

Though I didn’t understand why he owed so much, I finally understood why Liang Erxi always seemed so stingy.

Even playfully called “Nine Clumps of Fur” by Li Hai, with only the army uniform on, not a decent piece of clothing.

Later, whenever I saw that debt slip, my heart would painfully wrench.

The unsaid words, I could roughly guess:

“Instructor, I’m sorry, I still have an unpaid debt slip, we from Yimeng Mountain, even in death, cannot leave debts behind…”

——

The office fell into silence again.

After a while, Kangle cautiously spoke: “When it ended, how did the battle conclude?”

Zhao Yimeng didn’t answer, just silently gazed out the window.

His secretary couldn’t help but speak: “I know, Director Li once told me, when they were searching for remaining enemies, they found the enemy had gone into hiding in the caves, the general stood up crazily, shouting for grenades…”

Zhao Yimeng waved his hand: “There’s no need for that.”

“Leader, we, as journalists, must seek the truth! Only by comprehensively and profoundly understanding this war can the written pieces avoid being one-sided.”

The secretary continued: “The commander was carrying two bundles of grenades, about twenty or more in total, none of the whole company could hold him back, he rushed into the enemy’s cave like the wind.”

“About half a minute later, they first heard gunfire, followed by the rumbling explosion, at that moment including Director Li, all soldiers were deeply saddened, they thought the general surely sacrificed.”

“But when they got into the cave, they found the general alive, quickly carried him out. According to Director Li, at that time the general’s forehead was mingled with blood and flesh, his body covered in big and small wounds, unconscious.”