Chapter 45: This Is a Gift of Great Fortune!

Chapter 45: This Is a Gift of Great Fortune!

Liyuan Farm.

The argument in the lounge had drawn the attention of the surrounding tourists. Zhang Lin walked in to find an elderly woman arguing with Zhao Lin, with a child by her side. The dispute was over the price of the honeysuckle tea.

Zhang Lin hadn't expected that the honeysuckle tea would cause problems so soon after its launch, even before he had a chance to promote it.

"Ma'am, I did inform you of the price. Your grandson also confirmed that you wanted to buy it. The price is clearly marked," Zhao Lin maintained her professional smile, even though she was being unreasonable and the woman was making a fuss.

The elderly woman, indignant, retorted, "What do you mean? Are you calling me unreasonable? My grandson never told me it was 200 yuan per cup. Who sells honeysuckle tea for such a high price?"

Zhang Lin watched the scene with a frown, piecing together what had happened. It was a simple misunderstanding—likely the child had inquired about the honeysuckle tea but didn't clearly communicate the price to his grandmother, who was then surprised by the cost.

Zhao Lin, showing her professionalism, continued to smile. "Ma'am, I didn't mean to imply that. It was a misunderstanding. The cup of honeysuckle tea hasn't been touched, so if you don't want to buy it, that's fine. I should have re-explained the price to you."

Her attitude was impeccable, and the tourists nodded in agreement. While they were surprised by the price, they acknowledged that it was clearly marked, and there was no pressure to buy.

After all, it was an exclusive recipe, not just plain honeysuckle. Exclusive items are usually expensive.

Under normal circumstances, the issue would have ended there. No one would continue to argue over such a minor matter, as it would be embarrassing.

However, the elderly woman was not willing to let it go. Hearing Zhao Lin's apology, she said with a haughty air, "It's your problem, not mine. And call your boss. I want to ask him how he came up with this price for the honeysuckle tea."

Seeing that the woman was being unreasonable, Zhang Lin stepped in. But before he could, Lin Yao, who had just come out of the restroom, couldn't help but speak up, "The price is clearly marked. If you can't afford it, don't buy it. Why should they tell you how they priced it? Do you want them to share the recipe with you too?"

He was genuinely upset because he had just experienced the effects of the honeysuckle tea.

Two hundred yuan for a full-body refresh was absolutely worth it.

His words resonated with the tourists, who nodded in agreement.

"That's right. The price is clearly marked, and they said you don't have to buy it."

"While the honeysuckle tea is a bit expensive, it's their right to set the price."

"The honeysuckle tea is advertised to treat constipation. If it works, I don't think it's expensive. I have a friend who would buy it!"

"I have a friend who suffers from constipation. If it works, 200 yuan is definitely worth it."

"..."

The tourists were clearly rational and expressed their opinions. This was a form of advice to the elderly woman, as there was no need to make a fuss over such a trivial matter.

But the elderly woman was not deterred. Instead, she felt provoked and took out her phone to start recording. "Son, look at this. Liyuan Farm is selling honeysuckle tea for an exorbitant price. A pound of honeysuckle costs only a few dozen yuan, yet they're selling a cup for 200 yuan. And they're mocking me for not being able to afford it."

Zhang Lin's face twitched. While it was common for people to record videos to protect themselves, this was taking it too far.

And for an elderly person to record a video and complain to her son was a peculiar move.

"Who is your son?" Zhang Lin wondered.

After recording the video, the elderly woman warned Zhao Lin, "I'll tell you, my son is the head of the county price control bureau. He's in charge of this. He'll fine you for selling such an overpriced honeysuckle tea."

The tourists were stunned.

Was this woman stupid, or was she trying to get her son in trouble?

Now, she was holding her phone, and the tourists were also recording.

Even if her son was the head of the bureau, no mother would dare act so arrogantly in public.

This was probably a typical case of a family member with a bit of power acting like they own the world.

Such people were often compared to the elderly who push their way onto buses, parents who spoil their children, and unscrupulous individuals with small ponds. They all contribute to the degradation of social morals.

Especially those who feel entitled because they have a bit of power, like this woman, were the most revolting.

Zhao Han, however, was delighted.

Someone was sabotaging her son for him.

How convenient!

He immediately pulled out his phone, found the county price control bureau chief's WeChat, and sent a smiley face.

The chief, confused, replied with a question mark.

Chen Shengfei couldn't stand it anymore and walked up to Zhao Lin. "I'll take two cups. Not everyone can appreciate such a good thing."

He clearly intended to support them.

"Me too!" Lin Yao, who despised such officials, looked at the elderly woman and said, "Some people don't know the true value of things. They can't recognize a good thing when it's right in front of them."

The elderly woman's face turned red with anger.

She had already revealed her son's identity, yet someone was still challenging her. She immediately aimed her phone at Chen Shengfei and Lin Yao. "Son, look. Liyuan Farm is not only selling overpriced honeysuckle tea but has also hired two people to bully me..."

"..." Chen Shengfei.

"..." Lin Yao.

The tourists were finally completely bewildered, and some couldn't stand it anymore.

"Waiter, I'll take a cup of honeysuckle tea!"

"Me too. I want to try this 200 yuan cup of honeysuckle tea."

"Me too."

"......"

More and more tourists chimed in. Initially, they weren't interested in a 200-yuan cup of tea, but now they were suddenly intrigued.

It felt good to spend 200 yuan to mock a behavior that made them feel disgusted.

Zhang Lin hadn't expected this old woman's outburst to have such an effect.

Zhao Lin was equally surprised. She hadn't forgotten the boss's warning and quickly reminded everyone, "If you want to buy the honeysuckle tea, that's fine, but I must warn you, if you have constipation, be prepared before drinking, because I'm afraid the farm's toilets won't be enough."

"????" Tourist 1.

"????" Tourist 2.

"????" Tourist 3.

The tourists were dumbfounded.

No way, right? You're actually going to play this card? Yet, the more she said this, the more interested the tourists became.

"I have a bit of constipation. I have to drink it now, quick, give me a cup!"

"Haha, give me a cup too. I'll let my friends try as well."

"Well, I have to test the effect of this honeysuckle tea on your farm."

"......"

Rebellion at its finest! Zhao Lin, who hadn't panicked when facing the old woman's unreasonable behavior, was now flustered. She hadn't realized there were so many tourists with constipation.

Moreover, these people didn't believe her, but she trusted the boss. The toilets really wouldn't be enough.

"Damn, you guys want to play it this way?" Zhang Lin looked at the tourists who wouldn't listen, and suddenly his face twisted into a sinister grin. It seemed the climax was approaching.

Imagine the headline: "Constipated Tourists Ignore Warnings, Drink Farm's Honeysuckle Tea, Queue Up in Desperation Outside the Toilets, Situation Goes Out of Control..." How would that spread on the internet?

And before that, he could post the incident with the old woman online. That would be a great way to boost the farm's popularity.

First, he'd create a news story like "Liyuan Farm Sells Exorbitantly Priced Honeysuckle Tea, Sparking Controversy."

Once the traffic was attracted, he'd follow up with the out-of-control situation to create a dramatic reversal.

If done well, this could explode the traffic pool.

Although the farm had limited capacity and needed to restrict ticket sales, the number of fans on social media could increase.

With enough fans, the farm wouldn't lack visitors in the future.

Thinking about it, the old woman wasn't causing trouble; she was bringing him a golden opportunity.

Compared to the enthusiastic tourists eager to try the honeysuckle tea, the old woman's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Her son hadn't replied, so she angrily pulled her grandson out.

But one person was watching this unfold—Chen He.

After learning the truth about Liyuan Farm, he knew he'd likely have to find a new job. The money the boss had spent to smear Liyuan Farm would be wasted, and he'd surely be blamed.

But now he saw a glimmer of hope.

If a news story like "Liyuan Farm Sells Exorbitantly Priced Honeysuckle Tea, Scams the Price Bureau Director's Mother" appeared online, what would happen?

If he handled it well, the news could go viral, and the public would join in, regardless of the facts. They'd definitely attack Liyuan Farm, giving him a chance.

Even if the story could be easily debunked, there would always be some opportunities for Liyuan Farm to be hard-pressed to explain.

On the internet, how many people have been wronged and then attacked mercilessly, only to have the truth revealed years later, leading to a mere apology?

So, with any chance, he had to take the gamble. Giving up a 15,000-yuan job for a 35,000-yuan promotion in a month was worth it.

Besides, he had a tool to use without implicating himself.

With this in mind, he hurriedly chased after the old woman.

Liu Xiumei was in the worst mood possible. She even kicked a trash can outside the service center, and her grandson followed suit.

"Grandson, kick it a few more times to vent for Grandma," Liu Xiumei said, finally feeling a bit better.

"Lady, they are really too much," Chen He said, approaching Liu Xiumei. "They're selling exorbitantly priced honeysuckle tea and even hired shills to mock you. Those tourists who said they wanted to buy it were all shills, each getting 300 yuan."

Liu Xiumei immediately got angry, "I knew they were shills. These bastards are despicable."

Chen He coaxed, "Lady, they're too many now, and you can't argue with them. You can post the video online to create public opinion and condemn them. This way, your son can better help you, and with the public's support, he might even get promoted."

The idea of her son getting promoted caught Liu Xiumei's attention, and her eyes lit up, "But I don't know how to do it!"

Her status as the mother of a government official still mattered to her.

"Don't worry, I hate these crooked businessmen the most. I'll edit the video and upload it for you," Chen He said with a smile, finally revealing his true intentions.

Liu Xiumei immediately saw Chen He as a good person and handed him her phone without hesitation.

A short while later, a video titled "Liyuan Farm Sells Exorbitantly Priced Honeysuckle Tea, Hires Shills to Mock Price Bureau Director's Mother" was uploaded online.

Chen He quietly added 1,000 yuan in DOU+ promotion.

Given the current heat around Liyuan Farm, the video quickly gained attention, especially from those who had been influenced by the previous smear video.

Liu Xiumei soon saw her video getting likes and comments, all in support of her.

"Haha, I knew there was something wrong with Liyuan Farm."

"This stupid farm treats people like fools, now they've met their match."

"Selling exorbitantly priced stuff to the family of a Price Bureau official, what a feeling."

"......"

Liu Xiumei felt incredibly pleased as she read the comments that mocked Liyuan Farm.

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(End of Chapter)

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