Chapter 174 Stunned

Miss Tang grabbed Qin Lang's arm, her fingers, which were originally painted with exquisite nail polish, turning slightly white from the force, and her voice trembled with excitement:

Seeing these usually arrogant and self-proclaimed elites of Jiangcheng now drinking and shouting like starving refugees, Qin Lang's sneer gradually widened into an extremely smug laugh.

"Hahaha! How about it? Do you give up?"

Qin Lang plopped down on the sofa, arrogantly propping his legs up on the coffee table.

Qin Lang pointed to the fifty black tin cans on the coffee table, his eyes revealing a smug look of watching a show.

The private room was deathly silent.

Xu Feng held the crystal glass in his hand, feeling the unprecedented and extremely soothing coolness in his stomach.

Miss Tang also subconsciously touched her burning cheeks. The others looked at each other, unable to utter a single word in rebuttal.

Because the immediate and pleasant sensation in the body is impossible to fake!

Seeing the utterly shocked expressions on the faces of these people, Qin Lang snorted coldly and continued:

"You guys have been flying all over the world for the past few days and only just got back to China these past two days, so it's normal that you haven't heard of it."

"You wouldn't believe it, but in just the last two weeks, Jiangcheng has been turned upside down because of this store."

"Don't even mention you guys, even the big shots in Jiangcheng have to obediently line up and stand guard in front of his shop every morning!"

"These fifty jars are a rare, limited-edition item that I managed to get my hands on by swallowing my pride! Nobody outside could even buy an empty jar with money!"

Hearing this, coupled with the comforting feeling in his stomach as if he had been reborn, Xu Feng's mind went blank for a moment, and he instantly understood everything.

It could instantly cure his alcohol-damaged stomach and make all the big shots in Jiangcheng flock to it...

Stop keeping me in suspense!

Xu Feng suddenly grabbed Qin Lang's arm, his eyes wide as saucers.

"Who on earth owns this shop? What's it called?!"

Not only Xu Feng, but the other rich kids in the private room also held their breath, staring intently at Qin Lang and pricking up their ears.

Although they only returned to China in the last two days, they're still active in their social circles, and their WeChat Moments and family groups are never silent!

They had all heard about the various happenings in Jiangcheng's high society.

Miss Tang's delicate face was filled with horror. As if suddenly remembering something, she screamed:

"I remember now! My mom was talking in the group chat late at night about wanting to get some 'lotus flower pastries' with beauty benefits!"

"She said that stuff could instantly tighten your skin after eating it, and the price has been inflated to 20,000 yuan per serving, but none of the wealthy ladies in the group paid any attention to her!"

Xu Feng suddenly slapped his thigh, realizing what was happening:

"Yes, yes, yes! My old man also posted a photo on his WeChat Moments the other day, which is quite unusual for him! He's such a status conscious person, yet he was squatting in front of a run-down shop eating noodles, and he even captioned it something like 'The ultimate taste of life, I'd die happy!'"

"At the time, I thought the old man had been brainwashed by some charlatan. Could it be...?"

"Could this be the store?!" the two exclaimed in unison.

Seeing the utterly shocked expressions on the faces of these usually arrogant young masters and ladies, Qin Lang felt incredibly pleased.

He slowly picked up his glass of plum juice, took a small sip, and let the cool liquid slide down his throat.

Then, he put his legs down from the coffee table, a smug smirk playing on his lips.

"That's right."

Qin Lang pointed to the fifty black iron cans on the coffee table, his eyes revealing an arrogant air of looking down on the world.

"This stuff is called 'Jade Plum Juice Original Powder'."

"Let me tell you, this is the concentrated essence personally brewed by Master Lin, the owner of Lin's Shop!"

"These fifty cans are a rare, limited-edition item that I managed to obtain by swallowing my pride and going through great lengths! Nobody outside could even buy an empty can with money!"

Now, all the rich kids in the private room could finally place the person!

No wonder this plum juice is so soothing, like a magic pill that instantly relieves stomach pain!

"Brother Lang! Brother Qin! My own brother!"

Xu Feng, who was just moments before clamoring to bet on the Porsche car keys, has now completely lost all sense of decency.

He didn't even bother to put down the crystal glass in his hand. He slid off the sofa and half-squatted in front of the marble coffee table, his arms wrapped tightly around the pile of black tin cans like a hungry wolf guarding its food, as if afraid someone would snatch one away.

"I'll pay two thousand! No, five thousand a can! I'll take all fifty cans! My old man's been having acid reflux lately, he throws up everything he eats, and he's incredibly irritable. This stuff will definitely calm him down! I'll drink the rest myself!"

"Get lost! Xu Feng, you want to hog all the food?!"

The young man in the casual suit next to him also finally realized what was happening.

He knew all too well the social value of this item in Jiangcheng's circles, and with a flourish, he pushed Xu Feng's arm aside and pulled out his phone with an air of nonchalance:

"Qin Lang, I'll offer 10,000 yuan per can! Reserve 20 cans for me! My mom's been having menopausal insomnia lately, it's driving the whole family crazy, this stuff is absolutely miraculous!"

"Me too! Qin Lang, we've been friends since we were kids, you have to give me ten cans today!"

Miss Tang also got anxious, stamping her feet in her high heels. She abandoned all her usual reserve and rushed over to grab a few jars, afraid that Xu Feng would snatch them all if she was even a second late.

Watching this group of top-tier rich kids shoving and nearly fighting over a few dozen jars of raw liquor, Qin Lang abandoned his previous nonchalant attitude, leaned forward slightly, and became more serious.

"Alright, alright, stop fighting over it. Do you think this is a vegetable market where people are scrambling to buy cabbages?"

Qin Lang's eyes revealed the authority of a shrewd businessman.

"I can divide these fifty cans equally among you. But I'm not bringing this out today to make a few tens of thousands of dollars off you."

Qin Lang's gaze swept over everyone, then he pointed to the tin can on the table:

"You probably don't have a clear idea of ​​how popular this product is in Jiangcheng.

"You weren't here before. At the Chamber of Commerce's charity gala the night before last, Mr. Ye Weiguo, the richest man in Jiangcheng, spent 1.7 million yuan just to buy a skip-the-line privilege card for this store!"

Upon hearing the words "Ye Weiguo" and "one million seven hundred thousand," the private room fell into an instant silence.

Elder Ye?!

One million seven hundred thousand for a place in the queue?!

Although they are playboys, they know better than anyone who truly holds power in Jiangcheng's business world.

Upon hearing this, Xu Feng and Miss Tang exchanged glances, their hands holding the tin cans freezing in their hands.

Qin Lang was very satisfied with their reaction. He leaned back on the sofa and continued in an extremely confident tone:

"Don't you guys always complain that your old man at home holds all the power and that you're unreliable?"