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This time, instead of directly confronting me, he reported the matter to the Market Supervision Administration, demanding a thorough investigation. Regardless of whether my "Heartfelt Restaurant" was genuine or not, the issue of the "Yin-Yang Menu" could still bring me down.
I managed to hold on for a few more days before I was summoned by the local Market Supervision Administration officials. They came in plain clothes, so it took me a moment to realize who they were. It wasn't until they walked around and looked at my price tags that they revealed their credentials.
"You are the owner, right? We are from the Market Supervision Administration. Some tourists have reported your 'Yin-Yang Menu.' How do you explain this?"
I felt nervous and opened my mouth to speak. "I... I posted a video that explains everything."
The young woman in charge nodded sympathetically. "I've seen the video. While you explained things well, do you have any evidence? In other words, does your Heartfelt Restaurant have consent from anyone other than the patients? When you collect money from those so-called normal customers, did you inform them about this?"
I was taken aback. Thinking it over, I realized I hadn't mentioned this aspect at all.
The young woman sighed. "Owner, what you're doing is a good thing; we support and encourage it. However, this matter has escalated. The Provincial Culture and Tourism Department and the Provincial Regulatory Authority have already notified us to investigate thoroughly. What do you think we can do?"
I swallowed hard. "So... what should I do?"
She wrote something in her notebook and then looked up at me. "Let me ask you one question: regardless of any notions of kindness, did you collect ten yuan from him and five yuan from others?"
I nodded reluctantly. "Yes."
With a sharp snap, she closed her notebook. "Alright, we will suspend your operations for rectification."
As soon as she finished speaking, I was stunned and instinctively began to gather my personal belongings. The other staff members quickly pulled down the shutters, locked the doors, and affixed seals to them.
After they left, I looked at the devastated shop and finally couldn't hold back my tears. When I got home, the latest results had already been updated online. The Market Supervision Administration issued a new notice stating that the noodle shop indeed had a practice of dual pricing, but the specifics still required further investigation.
Once the announcement was made, those who had supported me were left confused.
"What is going on? Who is lying?"
"It must be the owner! I bet he just made a sign and concocted a story to fool people! Otherwise, why would the official authority issue a notice?"
"But if you think about it, he wouldn't go out of his way to do this just to make thirty bucks, right?"
"It's hard to say; let's just stay rational and watch."
Meanwhile, the black-clad blogger who had bullied me online after I posted my clarification video also wrote something. "Justice lies in people's hearts; I believe the local government will give me a reasonable explanation! Let's not talk about love or compassion; if you're wrong, you should face the consequences!"
I clicked on his profile named "Shop Explorer." Because of this incident, his followers had increased by tens of thousands. I couldn't tell if they were genuine fans or haters, but with his current follower count, he had far surpassed his local competitors. He fully embraced the traffic and money that came from attacking me.
But what did I gain? Baseless accusations and a heart that felt completely cold. My dad noticed I was upset and could naturally guess why. He patted my shoulder. "Come on, why let these things bother you? Whether it opens or not doesn't matter; as long as we have a clear conscience!"
I didn't know what to say and could only nod in response.
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