Reborn in 2012, raising a pure-hearted female college student

Chapter 88 The Ice Cream Incident

The two of them chatted and boasted all the way to the rest area.

There are car dealership staff distributing drinks, snacks, and gifts.

When Lü Zhizhe saw someone eating ice cream from a small round box with a BMW logo at a small round table, he thought he would ask for a few too.

When we got to the BMW booth, a girl with blond hair and a girl with blonde hair were distributing the products, but the aunt in front of them was arguing with the two of them.

"Why are they all gone? There were still some left for the foreigner in front of me, but not for me, right?" the aunt asked persistently.

"Sorry, that's all we have." The blond and blond men refused stiffly.

After a struggle, the auntie still didn't get the ice cream and left looking unhappy.

When Chen Che and Lü Zhizhe approached, they didn't think much of it and replied directly, "Sorry, we're out of ice cream."

"Distributing so quickly? Didn't you prepare enough stock in advance?" Lu Zhizhe asked with dissatisfaction.

Suddenly, Lü Zhizhe thought for a moment, took out the key from his waist, and said to the blond and yellow-haired men, "I am the legitimate owner of your BMW, not some other brand owner who came here to freeload off your ice cream."

The blond and blond turned their heads and whispered to each other for a moment, but they couldn't hear clearly. They turned back and said, "Sorry, we don't have any left."

"If they don't have any, then forget it. There are other stalls giving out things too," Chen Che said to Lü Zhizhe. There were plenty of stalls nearby giving out drinks, soda, and plush toys, so there was no need to fight with this one.

"Never mind, we're in a good mood since we're out having fun, let's go." Lu Zhizhe thought about it and agreed that they shouldn't let such an unpleasant little incident ruin their good mood for the whole day.

The two wandered around for a while, picking up a lot of random trinkets. Chen Che even brought back a keychain to give to Chen Sui when they got back.

Suddenly, Lü Zhizhe pointed to the BMW stall and said, "Hey bro, look over there, aren't they handing out ice cream again?"

Chen Che looked and saw the blond and yellow-haired men take out small boxes of ice cream from the box and hand them to a foreigner.

The foreigner looked bewildered. There was only one box of ice cream. Hmm? Should he grab it with his hands?

The golden retriever seemed to realize something only after a while, and then took out a small spoon, chatting and laughing with the foreigner. When the foreigner seemed not to understand, he diligently gestured how to use the small spoon to scoop ice cream from the box.

After the foreigners left, another Chinese person came over wanting an ice cream, only to see the blond and blond-haired men shaking their heads indifferently and refusing.

"It seems... that really is?" Chen Che said with a frown. Moreover, things don't seem to be that simple. Foreigners get it, but Chinese people don't. Isn't this blatant discrimination?

Just as Chen Che was about to turn around and talk to Lü Zhizhe about this, he unexpectedly rushed back to the BMW booth, his face full of arrogance.

"Sorry, I already told you, we're out of ice cream." The blond and blond men, seeing it was the same person from before, continued to give a perfunctory reply.

Lu Zhizhe sneered, "That's it, is it?"

"Yes, that's all," the two staff members insisted.

"You're no good!" Lu Zhizhe roared, and before the two could react, he pushed the box to the side with force. The box was so heavy that he almost couldn't move it.

Then I saw the box fall to the ground, and all kinds of ice cream flavors spilled all over the floor.

"What are you doing??" The blond and blond men were startled. They had been being polite and perfunctory with each other, assuming that everyone was a civilized person. They never expected someone to be so rude as to throw the box.

"Wasn't it gone? Huh?"

"What are all these things?"

"Uh..." The blond and blond men were speechless for a moment, not knowing how to explain.

"Heh, it's all your rotten, foreign-worshipping mentality, isn't it?"

"So you give foreigners whatever they want, and even have to patiently teach them how to use a spoon, right? But when we Chinese ask, you just give us a sour look and say you don't have any, right?"

Seeing such a commotion, people around, unsurprisingly, began to gather around to watch.

Seeing that the situation was escalating, the blond and blond men quickly called for backup and shouted, "Security! There's trouble here!"

Two burly men in black security uniforms walked over and restrained Lü Zhizhe from both sides.

"What the hell are you doing? Let me go!" Lu Zhi shouted anxiously, trying to call Chen Che for help, but he couldn't see him anywhere.

Just as they were about to be dragged away, the two security guards suddenly found themselves unable to move. A crowd had gathered around them, their faces filled with anger, and they were all talking about the people at the center of the incident.

Can two mere security guards really stand up to the people?

Everyone looked at the blond and blond men with disgust and disdain, but their expressions toward Lü Zhizhe were full of admiration.

Only then did Lü Zhizhe see Chen Che explaining the whole story to the crowd. With the aunt who had just been rejected also present, there was another witness, chattering on the side, making things even more out of control.

Under the accusations of the crowd, the two security guards looked embarrassed, but they still managed to loosen Lü Zhizhe's grip first.

Having regained his freedom, Lü Zhizhe sneered, his words sharp and full of sarcasm and disdain.

"You dare to discriminate against us Chinese? Just because a domestic consumer casually compliments your car as a luxury car, you really think you're something special, huh?"

They've lost sight of their own place and are trying to take advantage of us.

Let me tell you, we are the consumers, your true providers of food and clothing, understand? How dare you?

"Damn it, I'd be ashamed to own a BMW like that."

As he spoke, Lü Zhizhe took the BMW car key from his waist, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it hard. Feeling that this was not enough, he stomped on it several more times until the car key was crushed and he kicked it away.

The surrounding crowd erupted in shouts: "Well done, young man!"

The golden retriever and the yellow-haired man remained silent, trembling with fear. The current situation was beyond their control.

A woman wearing a name tag, high heels, and a business suit approached and said apologetically, "Sir, I'm sorry, perhaps the training our temporary recruits received was not standardized enough, causing you unnecessary trouble. Please understand."

Lu Zhizhe glanced at the name tag with disdain, confirming that this must be the on-site manager for the BMW brand, and sneered: "Don't blame the temporary worker for everything. She is here distributing ice cream on behalf of your BMW brand. Her every word and action represents your entire brand. You had better give her an explanation."

The person in charge was well aware that this kind of thing could be a big deal or a small deal. At best, it was a mistake on the spot; at worst, it could be taken very seriously, and if it involved the brand image, it would be a serious problem.

People around were constantly taking photos and videos. Continuing the standoff would only worsen the situation. The person in charge acted decisively, smiling kindly, and asked, "Excuse me, sir, what is your surname?"

"吕, double-mouthed 吕".

The person in charge nodded and smiled, "How about this, Mr. Lü, please sit down in our lounge first, and I'll explain it to you slowly."