Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 244 - 245: My Nurturing-Type Girlfriend

"To give back to our beloved customers, the Firefly Comic Convention is undergoing an epic upgrade. From May 4th to 5th, the event location will shift to Changlong Water Park, and for the remaining two days, the convention theme will change to — Mi Swimwear Show! Tickets can directly allow you to experience the water park’s giant horn and rafting projects. Add an extra 150 yuan for an all-access pass! Additionally, daily ticket sales will increase by 5000, and we can’t wait to see you there. (Original convention location has direct bus access, or you can go directly to Changlong Water Park.)"

The news from the Firefly Comic Convention quickly skyrocketed to the top of trending searches.

In short, the theme is a swimwear show, and the convention tickets also allow you to enjoy two park attractions, with an additional limit of 5000 tickets sold daily.

Whether you’re an anime enthusiast, an LSP, or someone looking to encounter Wang Fan, a wild boss, this is absolutely good news.

Within 5 minutes after the tickets were relisted, they were sold out again.

Seeing this outcome, not only did the folks at the Firefly Comic Convention breathe a sigh of relief, but the management at Changlong Water Park was also grinning ear to ear.

This collaboration may have squeezed their profit margin, but if you consider this part of the budget for promotion, it’s not expensive at all.

The Firefly Comic Convention already has significant traffic. It’s previously estimated at a daily attendance of 75,000, and the water park’s maximum daily capacity is 100,000. This round of channeling effects is quite impressive.

As for Wang Fan’s curiosity about the ancient-style girl group, this water park does have such a group.

However, the group has just been set up and will start performing officially during May Day.

"Wow, they’re playing big this time, huh?"

"Pairing the comic convention with the water park, plus a swimwear show—it’s hard not to feel the buzz with all these buffs stacked!"

"Just so you know, I’m attending solely for Boss Wang’s delicious food. The comic convention and swimwear show are completely out of my consideration."

"You upstairs, try a bit harder, I’m just a smidgen short of believing you. Do you think we’re all like me, upstanding gentlemen?"

"Hehehe... shameful..."

The online discussion is fervent, and everyone is eagerly anticipating the trip to the park tomorrow, imagining what sparks this union of water park and comic convention might ignite.

Wang Fan felt a bit nervous and awkward inside.

Disregard the cosplay scenario—he never imagined his first time buying clothes for his girlfriend would be buying swimwear.

The store was full of dazzling outfits, but Wang Fan didn’t dare look around carelessly.

Fortunately, men weren’t allowed further in this section, sparing him much awkwardness.

Still, he kept himself busy, glancing around, preparing to pick an outfit for Zhuo Qianqian. After all, having finally ended his single life, he had to dress her up like his Bai Yueguang, right?

Zhuo Qianqian had just paid and walked out when Wang Fan pulled her aside: "Let’s go. Uncle said I should get you a nice outfit to thank you for picking me, let’s go choose something."

"What? Is there such a saying?"

Zhuo Qianqian hadn’t even had time to react when Wang Fan pulled her into a ladies’ boutique.

Using his high-tier matching skills, and drawing on countless yet unused experiences from previous lives, he quickly put together an outfit.

The outfit wasn’t complicated: A slightly loose light green short-sleeved T-shirt paired with a creamy white pleated skirt.

Zhuo Qianqian usually wore either loose sportswear or simple dresses, so seeing Wang Fan’s choice felt quite fresh: "Do you think this outfit suits me?"

The sales assistant grinned: "With your figure and looks, you’re a natural clothes model—everything looks great on you."

Wang Fan wholeheartedly agreed: "She’s right."

"Hehe, then I’ll go try it on."

Zhuo Qianqian gleefully went to the changing room, and when she came out again, Wang Fan felt like he got hit by Lv Bu’s 107 rocket.

Those little Cupid arrows were no comparison.

She walked over from the changing room with a smile, like Bai Yueguang, the fantasy senior schoolmate, standing cheerfully before him.

The light green top with a creamy white pleated skirt was like a refreshing spring scenery.

The light green top emitted vitality and energy, complementing her fair skin and making it more translucent, smooth as white jade.

She lightly stepped forward; the skirt swayed with her motion, like flower petals in the breeze, elegance with a hint of playfulness.

Zhuo Qianqian already had great height and proportions, years of sports made her calf lines smooth, and under the creamy white pleated skirt, they looked even fairer and more slender.

Her presence seemed to infuse the surrounding air with a youthful aura.

"Does it look good?"

"Be confident, take out the ’does’ part."

"Hehe... now it’s my turn to pick an outfit for you. My dad told me, when receiving a gift you must return one."

"Okay sure, want to go somewhere else? Stuff here is kind of pricey."

"Boss, who do you look down upon? The one standing before you is a full-scholarship academic master, and most importantly, Dad said he recently earned quite a bit from fish farming, told me not to save, and even said to bring you back when we have time so he can take you sea fishing."

"Oh, huh?"

Wang Fan was puzzled: "If I recall correctly, your home is in Xinjiang?"

Zhuo Qianqian nodded: "Yes, in Southern Border Talimu."

Wang Fan’s brain seemed to freeze: "Your home, Southern Border Talimu... if I didn’t muck up geography class, it’s one of the farthest places from the sea, right? Isn’t it all desert there? How does uncle sell fish? Where can he take me sea fishing?"

Wang Fan highly suspects that his future father-in-law might be dissatisfied with him picking their precious ’little cabbage,’ intending to lure him over and take him out in one fell swoop.

But such a story seems too absurd, making him suspect a trap right away.

Zhuo Qianqian thought and said: "I’m not entirely sure, but he sold all the cows, sheep, everything at home, and then set up a sea fish farm. You’ll know when you visit. Let’s not dwell on that, let’s go pick out your clothes."

This afternoon, the two seemed to have found the fun of a costume change game.

You pick an outfit for me, I pick one for you, reminiscent of that AI growth game.

Later it became picking outfits for themselves, trying many styles they hadn’t before.

The fun made them forget time, and before they knew it, night fell.

"Let’s go, I’ll treat you to something delicious."

Wang Fan said to Zhuo Qianqian, carrying large and small bags.

Carrying a few bags herself, Zhuo Qianqian grinned at Wang Fan’s words: "I still think Boss’s food tastes better."