Everyone in the room was laughing at Feng Ming.

But for some unknown reason his cheeks turned red, and then his ears and neck also turned red.

Father Feng looked at him intently, his tone very unbelievable: "Don't tell me you are shy."

Feng Ming coughed quickly and covered it up by saying, "Watch TV, watch TV."

Darling Secretary Zhuang? This adjective really hit the nail on the head.

Father Feng's eyes gradually widened, as if he had seen a ghost. He extended his index finger, tremblingly pointing at Feng Ming, and angrily scolded him, "Look at your lack of ability!"

The others covered their mouths, or tried to hold back their laughter, their eyes all revealing disdain and contempt. Feng Ming was truly the odd one out in this family.

Feng Lao Er shook his wine glass and sighed, "Dad, everyone has their own aspirations. Why do you care so much? He just likes men. Can you really send women to his bed? You know what kind of personality he has. He is more stubborn than an ox. Come on, watch TV. Xiao San, no matter what new products your company produces, I will buy them! I will give them away."

Feng Laoer waved his hand with a generous look.

Liao Meilan hated her so much that there was a knife in her eyes when she looked at her.

Feng Laoba, who was at odds with Feng Laoer, immediately said in disgust, "Don't give it to me. I don't want it. I can't use Chinese products on my face. I get allergic reactions the moment I use them."

A distant relative immediately began to flatter the Eighth Sister: "Yes, Eighth Sister's skincare and cosmetics are all specially customized in Country F, costing six figures each. Second Sister, if you give Yilan's new products to your employees, they probably won't want them."

Feng Lao Er sarcastically said, "Old Eight, how much money have you spent on that face of yours? Look at it, it's still getting the fine lines and dark spots it should have. It's truly too precious. Let me give you a tip: the more precious a face is, the harder it is to care for. Give it a few good slaps, and it'll feel cheap and behave itself."

Feng Laoba raised his eyebrows and asked, "Feng Laoer, are you deliberately trying to stir up trouble?"

"What are you arguing about? Are you still going to watch TV?" Father Feng shouted.

Then everyone fell silent.

At this moment, a young girl in a suit slowly walked up to the podium and began to introduce Yilan's R&D team in fluent Chinese, French and English.

Putting aside other things, the girl's ability to switch between three languages and her graceful attitude are worthy of praise.

Father Feng wasn't listening to the details at all. He pointed at the TV screen and said with a smile, "This little girl is pretty good! You guys weren't as good as her when you were young."

Before he could finish his words, the camera suddenly cut to the audience, illuminating Zhuang Li's unparalleled handsome face. He was clapping and laughing softly, his thin, crimson lips curled into a dazzling curve.

In the living room, a lady exclaimed, as if she was stunned by Zhuang Li's appearance.

Feng Ming immediately turned around and glared at him, his face full of sourness.

The smile on Father Feng's face slowly faded, replaced by a cold snort. With such a weird look, it was no wonder his son gave up his family fortune for him.

Liao Meilan secretly gritted her teeth, trying to maintain her composure as the mistress of the house. But secretly, she really wanted to throw herself into the TV and tear that damned Secretary Zhuang into pieces! He had ruined her son!

After the girl in the suit introduced Yilan's R&D team, she did not continue to introduce the new products. Instead, she walked to the side of the stage and called on several audience members, saying that she wanted them to experience the efficacy of the product for themselves.

The skin conditions of several women who were called out were very poor. Some were covered with uneven pimples; some were suffering from allergies and had red spots everywhere; and some had serious nasolabial folds, bags under the eyes and forehead wrinkles.

In front of more than a dozen cameras, the women who were selected shook their heads and refused.

They are already very concerned about their appearance, so of course they would not go up and make a fool of themselves.

The young host's smile gradually grew stiff after being rejected so many times in a row. Anyone could tell she hadn't exchanged words with the women before; she had truly been a volunteer on the spot.

There was a commotion in the venue, and the onlookers couldn't help but make whispers and laughs.

If a major international brand like CC or AMR were to hold a new product launch, many women would eagerly step up to the stage, even if it meant removing their makeup immediately. They're willing to be guinea pigs for these big brands.

However, Yilan's makeup trial session was a complete flop. No women wanted to go up, as they didn't want to mess up their faces with such cheap products.

It is an indisputable fact that Yilan’s brand effect is not enough to impress domestic women.

The new product launch conference had not yet entered the main topic when the scene became very ugly.

Feng Lao Ba looked at Feng Ming and sneered, "Third Brother, didn't you find a model beforehand? This scene is too embarrassing, right? Who planned this? You should fire him."

Feng Ming was too lazy to pay attention to Lao Ba. He took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Mr. Da Mi, telling him not to worry.

Zhuang Li was certainly not in a hurry. He had already arranged several test subjects. The reason why he asked Shu Bi to pick ordinary passersby first was just to make the advertisement more influential and shocking.

He wants to use shocking facts to tell consumers that you will definitely regret it if you don't use my product.

ShuVi portrayed the nervous, awkward, and embarrassed expression perfectly. Seeing her stiff smile and the slightly sweaty nose, anyone would feel sorry for her current situation.

So a handsome man pushed his mother out and said, "She wants to try your new product."

Ms. Gao Shengqing, who was pushed to the front of the stage by her son, said: “???”

Zhang Hu raised his hand and pointed at his mother's head: "That's her, she wants to try!"

Gao Shengqing: "..." We can't keep this son anymore!

Zhuang Li held his forehead silently.

Feng Ming was stunned. Shit! Where did Zhang Hu and his mother come from?

"You are a very nice friend." Father Feng snorted coldly.

Feng Ming lowered his head and silently sent a message to Zhang Hu: "Thanks, brother. You even donated your mother to support my new product. Secretary Zhuang and I will treat you and your aunt to dinner later."

Zhang Hu took out his phone and looked at it, then replied shamelessly: [I'm a man of honor, you know that.]

But in reality, he simply couldn't bear to see Shu Bi constantly being rejected. The sight of the little girl standing alone on the stage, being pointed at and laughed at by everyone, made Zhang Hu very uncomfortable.

Gao Shengqing was pushed onto the stage by her son. Seeing the makeup artist pull out a bottle of makeup remover, her face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. But she wasn't the type to ignore the occasion. Since she was already there, wouldn't it be embarrassing for Feng Ming to step back?

Her son has so many bad friends, and the only one she likes is Feng Ming.

Forget it, just consider it as supporting the young people's career. With this in mind, Gao Shengqing steeled himself and waved his hand, saying, "Unload it."

Someone in the audience had already recognized her and exclaimed in surprise.

This is Mr. Gao from the Zhang Group! He's worth tens of billions! Who said Yilan couldn't afford a model? The quality of this model is so high!

While people were discussing the issue, Gao Shengqing's makeup had already been removed. Although the makeup artist had applied moisturizer and primer, her skin problems were still shocking, especially when viewed on the big screen.

All the women present took a deep breath and were very glad that they didn't go up.

Gao Shengqing has indeed aged. Without her thick makeup, the inevitable signs of aging appear on her face: melasma, crow's feet, nasolabial folds, forehead wrinkles, and marionette lines—all clearly visible.

She looked back at the big screen and couldn't help but startle herself, then glared at her son with murderous eyes.

Zhang Hu was also watching the big screen, tears welling in his eyes. For the first time, he realized that his mother was really old and that the time she could spend with him was running out.

Seeing his son's tearful eyes, Gao Shengqing's anger instantly disappeared without a trace.

The mother and son held hands silently.

Almost no one noticed their interaction, but Shu Bi did. She couldn't stand this kind of family scene, so she turned off the phone and whispered in Gao Shengqing's ear, "Auntie, you're so lucky! Your son is so handsome and filial!"

The little girl's words made both of them very happy.

Zhang Hu pointed at Shu Bi and said with a grin, "Mom, didn't I tell you she's adorable?"

Gao Shengqing rubbed Shu Bi's head, and the wrinkles on his face smoothed out a lot.

On the screen, her face looked dry, sallow, haggard and old, but her mental state was very good.

Just then, the makeup artist took out a bottle of clear liquid and squeezed a pump on the back of her hand.

ShuBi also held up a bottle of the same clear liquid and said to the audience, "This is Yilan's new product, the microdermabrasion foundation."

The cameraman immediately took a close-up of the foundation bottle, and then a close-up of the makeup artist squeezing the foundation on the back of her hand.

The audience was immediately in an uproar, questioning: "Why is this liquid foundation transparent?"

“How do I use liquid foundation without color?”

"Will it cover blemishes?"

"What the hell is this?"

Gao Shengqing, half-reclining on a soft chair, was also startled. She repeatedly asked the makeup artist, "Is this really liquid foundation? Not toner? Did you get the right product?"

The makeup artist shook her head repeatedly.

In the Feng family's old house, Feng Lao Ba and others were also mocking them.

"Third brother, domestic consumers are becoming increasingly difficult to deceive. If you want to use 'transparency' as a gimmick to market your liquid foundation, then I advise you to immediately close all your stalls. Otherwise, I guarantee you will lose everything you put in. You're just asking consumers to pay the IQ tax."

"Yes, today's consumers are very opinionated, especially women. They know what they want. Your product has no effect, even a fool wouldn't buy it."

"Whether it's an IQ tax or not, you'll know once you read on." Feng Ming crossed his legs calmly.

At the same time, the camera just captured Zhuang Li's elegant appearance with his legs crossed and his ears attentively listening to the R&D staff's words.

Feng Ming stared at him intently, and even though they were far apart, his heart still beat strongly for him.

The camera turns to shoot the stage.

ShuVi squeezed a pump of liquid foundation and spread it on the back of her hand. She then raised the back of her other hand and showed it to the camera with a fist. She said with a grin, "Everyone, look at the effect of this liquid foundation."

Everyone stared at the big screen and fell into a strange silence.

I saw that the hand that ShuBi applied foundation was very white, very thin and very tender, and the other hand was also very white, very thin and very tender, there was no difference between them at all.

So, what does this show? Is it a sign of loneliness?

After a moment, there was a burst of boos from the audience.

ShuVi still smiled sweetly, pointed at the big screen, and said in a clear voice, "Let's see what effect it will have when applied to this beautiful lady's face."

The booing from the audience got louder, and some people turned around and left, not planning to watch any more.

Norton Plaza is the largest shopping mall in City G, and the display booth is packed with people. Yilan was truly courageous to showcase such a mediocre product in front of so many people.

Amidst the boos, the makeup artist calmly took the liquid foundation and applied it on Gao Shengqing's face bit by bit.

Gradually, the booing from the audience died down.

After a while, the entire venue became unusually quiet.

Everyone stared at the big screen in amazement, as if they had seen a ghost.