When Ge Qiang said he wanted to continue, the viewers in the live stream said they couldn’t understand.
“This guy’s face is already pale from pain, and he still wants to go on?”
“Come on, don’t talk nonsense. The guy eats so many ice creams every day, his resistance must be strong.”
“What on earth is his mindset for eating so many ice creams every day? Is he trying to move himself?”
Just as everyone was feeling confused, Ge Qiang carefully tasted the ice cream in his hand, then frowned and said to his assistant standing nearby:
“This matcha ice cream is too sweet. Its initial flavor should be bitter, and then it should slowly become sweet.”
As he spoke, Ge Qiang handed the ice cream to his assistant.
“Go check the production records.”
The female assistant took the ice cream from Ge Qiang’s hand. Without minding that he had already eaten from it, she actually took a bite herself.
Qin Jiang and the group of online viewers were completely shocked.
How could a food company have such a lack of basic hygiene knowledge?
Everyone in this company, from top to bottom, gave Qin Jiang a certain feeling. It was as if they were putting on a performance, performing for Reporter Wu, performing for the audience in front of the camera.
Their boss leads by example and strives for perfection.
And their employees, as his subordinates, are also willing to make personal sacrifices in pursuit of quality and taste.
Ge Qiang was still passionately sharing his professional analysis.
“Our matcha ice cream should taste bitter when you first eat it. And this bitterness should dissipate quickly, leaving a sweet aftertaste. Only then can it be called matcha.”
Reporter Wu was very cooperative. While Ge Qiang was speaking, he kept nodding, as if he was convinced by Ge Qiang’s professional analysis.
Just as the assistant disposed of that ice cream, Ge Qiang took out another batch, took a bite, and said:
“This one has a chocolate filling. You want me to taste the chocolate in the middle, right?”
The assistant quickly explained, “Yes, that’s chocolate extracted from rice.”
As soon as the assistant said this, Qin Jiang, who had been sitting nearby drinking tea, couldn’t hold back anymore.
Chocolate extracted from rice?
Is it really that advanced?
Has your ice cream become so powerful that it can defy basic principles of material science?
The assistant’s comment was very unprofessional. But who would have thought that Ge Qiang didn’t notice anything wrong at all? Instead, he nodded and took a serious bite.
After that bite, Ge Qiang started his performance again.
He frowned, made a disgusted face, and looked around for a trash can.
Maybe he couldn’t find one, so he handed the ice cream in his hand to his assistant.
“Feed this chocolate to the pigs.”
Reporter Wu promptly showed his shock.
“President Ge, are your requirements for products really this strict?”
Ge Qiang explained, “The taste and quality of our ice cream have always been something we strictly control.”
“We will never let substandard ice cream appear on a customer’s shopping list.”
“Who made this ice cream? Look into it. Deduct all of their performance bonus for this year.”
Ge Qiang’s words sounded mighty and domineering, as if they perfectly fit the image of a decisive entrepreneur.
But the netizens these days aren’t so easy to fool.
They could tell at a glance that this whole show by Ge Qiang was for their benefit.
The viewers in the live stream couldn’t stand it.
“What’s this guy’s background? Why is he so arrogant in everything he says and does?”
“Seriously, can someone like this even be a boss? I feel like he’s just acting for us!”
“No need to doubt, it’s definitely an act for us. Otherwise, who would he sell his sixty-plus-dollar ice creams to?”
“I guess the boss is just building a public persona. There will always be people who like that kind of persona and are willing to pay for his ice cream.”
Ge Qiang wanted to taste two more ice creams. He had his lines all ready.
But unexpectedly, right at that moment, his stomach started churning with intense pain!
Ge Qiang clutched his stomach, suddenly fell to his knees, and started vomiting violently.
Everything he had eaten came right back out.
The two assistants were extremely worried and hurried over to support Ge Qiang.
“Boss, don’t scare us like that!”
“Boss, what’s wrong?”
“Doctor, don’t just sit there watching! Please save our boss!”
The two assistants urgently begged Qin Jiang for help.
But Qin Jiang held his teacup, completely calm.
“What’s the rush? It’s not a serious illness. There are still so many ice creams on this table. Would your boss dare sell these ice creams to consumers without finishing them all?”
“I’m not in a hurry. I can wait for him to slowly finish all these ice creams.”
Hearing Qin Jiang say this, the two assistants immediately became anxious.
There were still over twenty ice creams left! If he ate them slowly, wouldn’t it take forever?
Seeing Ge Qiang’s face turn deathly pale from the pain, kneeling on the ground and trembling, the assistant quickly shouted at Qin Jiang: “You’re a doctor! Are you just going to stand by and do nothing?”
“If you don’t save our boss right now, I’ll call and file a complaint against you!”
Qin Jiang spread his hands.
“Sure, feel free to complain.”
“But before you complain about me, I suggest you call 120 first and have an ambulance from the nearest hospital come and take him away.”
“Given his current condition, it’s most likely a gastric perforation. Without timely treatment, it could very well be life-threatening.”
As soon as Qin Jiang said this, the assistant was stunned, and Ge Qiang was also terrified.
Using all his strength, Ge Qiang bowed his head to Qin Jiang and apologized.
“Doctor, I was a jerk before. I’m sorry for playing those little tricks. Please, save me.”
Qin Jiang gave a cold laugh and didn’t say anything.
Why did Ge Qiang bring so many ice creams to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic for an interview?
The reason was simple: he wanted to ride on Qin Jiang’s popularity.
Although Reporter Wu was also a professional journalist, the interview program he hosted was definitely not as popular as Qin Jiang’s live stream.
So Ge Qiang came up with a perfect plan: come to Qin Jiang’s clinic for a ‘consultation,’ and at the same time put on a big show, so most netizens would know how strictly their company controls the taste and quality of their ice cream.
Once they had the traffic, wouldn’t the money naturally follow?
Qin Jiang had actually seen through Ge Qiang’s clever plan from the very beginning, but he didn’t say anything.
Because Qin Jiang had taken Ge Qiang’s pulse, he knew exactly what condition his body was in.
Eating ice cream the way he did would quickly worsen his condition.
And things turned out exactly as Qin Jiang had predicted.
Qin Jiang pointed to the vomit on the floor.
“Don’t rush. First, clean up my floor for me.”
“If there’s even a single spot of dirt left on this floor, I won’t treat his illness.”
Hearing Qin Jiang say this, the two assistants didn’t hesitate at all. They quickly went out to buy paper and trash bags, and meticulously cleaned up every bit of the mess with their own hands.
Only after the floor was completely clean did Qin Jiang agree to help.
By then, Ge Qiang was so weak from the pain that he could barely speak, and his complexion was frighteningly bad.
Qin Jiang reached out and pressed a few points on Ge Qiang’s chest. Immediately, Ge Qiang, who had been in agony just moments before, began to feel much better.
