Chapter 016 Live Broadcast
The eyes of the crowd around who were watching the show suddenly lit up, and everyone cheered Zeng Li on, shouting for her to reveal the news.
"What on earth is this? Bring it out now!"
"Let me guess. He must have a mistress. A rich boss like him probably has a lot of beautiful women."
"What's this? We can't interfere with moral issues. If we want to make a big fuss, let him go bankrupt!"
Zeng Li ignored the sounds around her. She opened the conversation box with her best friend and was looking for something in the chat history.
Gao Jin felt a little nervous for Zeng Li. She held Zeng Li's hand and gently advised: "Child, you must think carefully. You are just an ordinary worker, and he is the president of a large company. If you offend him, you will be in big trouble, right?"
Zeng Li pushed Gao Jin's hand away and said firmly, "What's wrong with the boss? Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. I am a worker, the worst that can happen is that I move to another city to live. Anyway, I must do this thing today. Damn this old guy, I helped him but he still hurt me, so don't blame me for being ruthless. I don't want the friendship we have had for so many years anymore. I will make him lose his reputation today!"
As she spoke, Zeng Li placed the screen of her cell phone in front of Bai Mian's cell phone camera and live-broadcasted the chat records between herself and her bestie.
There were originally more than 50,000 online viewers in the live broadcast room. After Zeng Li released the chat records, the number of online viewers suddenly increased to more than 70,000.
"There's no need to use an alias, I'll just get straight to the point," Zeng Li said quickly, "The company her father founded is called Fengtong, and Fengtong's main product is Pure Juice. Yes, it's the Pure Juice that every household drinks during the Chinese New Year, the one that claims in the advertisements to be made from 100% fresh fruit. Now I'll show you the production process of Pure Juice—"
Zeng Li clicked on a video sent to her by her best friend. In the video, trucks were carrying gray and black fruits into the factory. The fruits were obviously rotten and moldy. After entering the factory, the fruits were dumped into a large pool. Flying insects were dancing outside the pool. When the camera was zoomed in, many wriggling white insects could be seen on the fruits.
The factory workers are obviously accustomed to this scene. They numbly pour the rotten fruits in the pool into a large juicer and squeeze them into juice along with flies and small insects. At the other end of the machine, the rich juice flows into the storage tank. After being exquisitely packaged, these rotten juices will soon appear on tables across the country.
After playing the video, Zeng Li opened the voice message from her best friend:
"Lily, I visited our factory today. Look, these bugs are so disgusting. No wonder my dad never allowed me to drink our juice since I was a kid. You must never drink it again in the future!"
After Zeng Li broke the news, the number of barrages in the live broadcast room suddenly increased sharply.
[Gee, geez, what freshly squeezed fruit juice? It's clearly freshly squeezed insect juice! ]
[I can’t bear to watch it anymore, it’s a bit too harsh, I’m leaving the live broadcast room first]
[Why doesn't the anchor say "CAUTION!" Ahhh my eyes! 】
[Family, who understands? I was drinking Pure Apple Juice while watching the live broadcast. I really ate the melon and ended up eating it myself.]
[Avoid it, I must tell my whole family not to buy pure fruit juice in the future]
[Now best friends are going to become enemies~]
After playing the video and voice, Zeng Li sat in front of her mobile phone, waiting to see the effect of the revelation. As expected, negative news about Pure Juice quickly fermented on the Internet. A large number of real-time discussions were added on Weibo. At the end of the hot search, there was an entry about Pure Juice, and many supermarkets removed Pure Juice from the shelves.
The hot search terms kept climbing up, and Zeng Li's phone rang. She looked down and saw that it was her best friend and her best friend's father calling her in turn. She looked out the window, hesitated for a second, and then made up her mind to hang up the phone.
"Why don't you answer it? Answer it quickly and listen to what they have to say?" someone nearby asked curiously.
Zeng Li let out a long sigh: "What else could it be? Either it's a plea or a threat. No matter which one it is, I don't want to hear it."
After that, she stood up and formally said goodbye to Bai Mian: "Master, thank you for saving me. I will come back to see you when I am free. Today is really a hurry. I still have to go back to Beijing to rent a house. After something like this happened, I must move. I will leave today!"
Bai Mian smiled and said, "No need to thank me, just keep moving forward. When you walk out of this door, you will be greeted by a new life."
Zeng Li bowed several times before turning around and leaving. Everyone watched her walk out of the store. As soon as she walked out the door, she received a call from an unknown number.
"Hello, we are the law enforcement department of the Beijing Food Safety Bureau. We have seen the video you posted online. Now we want to investigate the processing of Pure Juice. Could you please cooperate with our investigation?"
"no problem."
Zeng Li agreed immediately and walked towards the high-speed rail station, preparing to take the high-speed rail back to Beijing.
After Zeng Li left, everyone discussed the matter for a while until Bai Mian started talking, and then the store quieted down.
"Please ask the next lord to sit in front of me."
Bai Mian's cool voice was like a breeze blowing through the store. Everyone looked at each other, looking for their next fate master.
Bai Mian repeated the question, but still no one in the crowd responded. Seeing this, Lame Brother walked to the center of the crowd and shouted at the top of his voice, "Number 17! Where is number 17?!"
A girl who had been dozing on a bench suddenly woke up and shouted, "Here, here! It's my turn at last!"
The girl had a round face and was wearing a big bear T-shirt. She looked like a hibernating bear. Everyone looked at her and laughed. The girl wiped the saliva from her mouth embarrassedly and sat in front of Bai Mian.
"What do you want to ask?"
Bai Mian stretched out his hand, ready to take the girl's pulse.
The girl woke up as if from a dream, slapped her head, jumped up and said, "Oh, I forgot to say, I'm not here to tell my own fortune, I'm here to help my cousin line up. Master, please wait a moment, I'll let my cousin and her family come over right away!"
When the people around her heard her say this, they immediately became dissatisfied.
"What? I can ask someone to queue for me?"
"That's not fair, Master, you should disqualify her!"
"If my family members can help to line up, I will call all ten of my family members to come tomorrow to increase the chances of winning!"
Bai Mian nodded slightly, approving of the girl's approach:
"It doesn't matter. Everything has its own destiny. Since she won the prize, it means that the fortune I'm going to tell today has something to do with her."
Although Bai Mian agreed, the crowd around him still refused to give in and shouted at Bai Mian to cancel the girl's fortune-telling qualifications. Seeing them like this, the girl also shouted angrily:
"My cousin has a special situation and it's inconvenient for her to go out, so I was asked to queue up. You'll know when my cousin arrives. When you see my cousin, I'll see who among you can still shout!"
After hearing what the girl said, everyone became curious about her cousin and no one objected anymore. Everyone agreed that she should give the fortune-telling opportunity to her cousin. Seeing this, the girl hurriedly called her cousin's family.
After a while, several figures appeared at the door of the store. They were a couple of parents who came in with their daughter. Surprisingly, the daughter was actually sitting in a wheelchair and was slowly pushed in.
"You have trouble walking? Do you want me to help push it?"
Lame Brother said this as he walked forward with good intentions. However, he was stunned halfway through and stepped back at a loss, because he found that the girl obviously had more than just a disability in her legs.
The person in the wheelchair was so thin that her age was impossible to tell. Her face was blue-gray and her hair had all fallen out. If she hadn't been still breathing, people would have thought she was a corpse.