Chapter 71: Unable to Produce the Rejuvenating Frost

Yang Dianfeng and Bai Huabing walked in side by side, followed by a group of imposing subordinates. Seeing trouble brewing, Wu Meiyu felt uneasy. Fortunately, her close friend Bai Huabing had come with Yang Dianfeng to attend the press conference. She immediately asked Yang Dianfeng for help.

The Underground King, Master Feng, was a renowned figure in Jiangning City. These businessmen, who usually navigated the commercial world with cunning and bravado, now stood before Yang Dianfeng like mice before a cat. Each one greeted him with utmost respect.

“Hello, Master Feng! Good day, madam!”

“What’s all this commotion?” Yang Dianfeng’s angry shout sent a chill through their hearts.

“This is my junior brother’s senior sister’s company. Causing trouble here is making an enemy of me.”

The distributors all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

“I’ll count to three. Get out, now. If you’re still here when I finish, be ready to collect your corpses!”

As soon as he finished speaking, some people started to quietly retreat.

“Three!”

A few more hurried out, terrified they might be too slow.

“Two!”

The rest exchanged nervous glances and bolted.

Zheng Youwei, though frightened, tried to keep up his bravado. “I’ll just go grab a coffee.”

Before Yang Dianfeng could even say “One,” every single distributor had vanished.

Su Hanyan finally breathed a sigh of relief. With heartfelt gratitude, she looked at Yang Dianfeng. “Master Feng, I’ll never forget your help today.”

“Senior sister, no need for such formality. If you ever have trouble in the future, just come to me.”

Bai Huabing said, “Dear, let’s leave now. They must have a lot to deal with.”

Once Yang Dianfeng and Bai Huabing had gone, Su Hanyan slumped wearily at the entrance to the research lab, her heart heavy with worry.

She wondered whether Gu Xiangnan was making progress inside the lab.

Time passed slowly.

The doors to the lab remained tightly shut.

Gu Xiangnan had not emerged.

Wu Meiyu hurried over, her face tense. “President Su, all the media reporters have arrived and are waiting to interview you.”

Su Hanyan summoned what strength she had, and stood up.

“Assistant Wu, please start preparing things,” Su Hanyan instructed.

“President Su, you should freshen up first. No matter the situation, you must always be at your best.”

Wu Meiyu handed her a gown that had been pressed and ready for some time.

Su Hanyan returned to her office to wash up and make herself presentable.

By the time she appeared in the company’s first-floor lobby for the press conference, she was radiant, her bearing poised and elegant.

The hall was packed to the brim.

Nearly every media outlet and journalist in Jiangning City had shown up.

Their cameras were already set up, all waiting for Su Hanyan to appear.

As soon as she was seen, the reporters crowded around, questions flying thick and fast.

“President Su, how does the Rejuvenation Cream differ from Young Master Zheng’s beauty cream?”

“President Su, will using the Rejuvenation Cream also ruin your face?”

“President Su, can your cream really turn an older woman into a young girl?”

The questions were sharp and relentless.

On top of that, the hall was filled with influencers and beauty bloggers, all holding their devices, ready to review the cream at once.

Some online celebrities even started live-streams, eager not to be left behind.

Su Hanyan stepped onto the stage.

A hush fell over the room.

She did her best to maintain composure, smiling as she spoke:

“Thank you all for coming to today’s product launch.”

Zheng Youwei had created a group chat with more than a dozen beauty bloggers, each boasting a million followers. Their influence was enough to ruin a brand’s product overnight.

Zheng Youwei messaged the group:

[Let’s go, everyone.]

The influencers, following instructions, began to stir up trouble.

“President Su, hurry and bring out the Rejuvenation Cream!”

“That’s right! If your cream is so miraculous, why not do a live test?”

“No live test? Who’s to say your product isn’t all hype?”

For a moment, Su Hanyan was at a loss for words.

The media sensed a potential scandal.

One reporter pressed, “President Su, does that mean you haven’t actually produced the Rejuvenation Cream?”

What?

The room erupted with noise.

The influencers seized the opportunity.

“Isn’t this false advertising?”

“If this is a scam, your company is truly heartless.”

“We must all boycott this kind of unscrupulous product!”

These lines had all been prepared in advance—aggressive, and hitting right where it hurt.

Those live-streaming would spread the scene to every corner of the internet.

If the company’s name was truly destroyed, Yisheng might never recover its reputation.

Su Hanyan struggled to maintain her poise, smiling as she explained, “Of course Yisheng has developed the Rejuvenation Cream.”

“Then show us! Let’s see it now!”

“Exactly!”

A flamboyantly dressed influencer jumped up and shouted, “I bet this so-called Rejuvenation Cream doesn’t even exist! If it does, I’ll do a handstand and—well, you know—live on camera!”

Laughter burst out across the room.

What was meant to be a high-end event had descended into chaos.

Sitting in the VIP section, Yang Dianfeng whispered to Bai Huabing, “I have a feeling the cream really isn’t ready yet.”

Bai Huabing shot him a glare. “How can you say that? Don’t you know what kind of person my little brother is?”

But Su Hanyan’s next words proved Bai Huabing wrong.

“Please be patient, everyone. The Rejuvenation Cream will be ready very soon.”

Immediately, the influencer caught the inconsistency. “Very soon? So, it’s not ready yet?”

The room was in an uproar.

A reporter spoke into the camera, “Yisheng had planned to launch a new product this morning, but for various reasons, the Rejuvenation Cream has not yet been produced, resulting in quite the fiasco.”

In the group chat, Zheng Youwei sent another message:

[Make her look bad!]

One influencer, having prepared in advance, pulled out a raw egg and threw it at Su Hanyan’s face.

Suddenly, Su Hanyan saw a blur—a figure quickly appeared in front of her, caught the egg, and with a flick of the wrist, sent it flying back, smashing it square into the influencer’s face.

The influencer’s nose broke with a crack, and he howled in pain, clutching his face.

It was Gu Xiangnan!

Everyone stared, mouths agape.

When had he appeared?

Seeing him, Su Hanyan’s panic melted away.

Gu Xiangnan smiled and pulled from his bag a delicate little box.

He opened it.

Inside were the diamond earrings he had won at the auction.

With gentle hands, he fastened them on Su Hanyan.

Softly, he said, “Sorry I’m late.”

Her eyes grew wet as she threw herself into his arms. “You’re not late—the timing is perfect.”

Gu Xiangnan patted her back. “Let me take it from here.”

Obediently, Su Hanyan stepped aside.

Gu Xiangnan pointed to the crowd.

“Security, keep an eye on that troublemaker. Soon, I’m going to have him do a live handstand performance for everyone online.”

The security guards surrounded the influencer.

He, emboldened by his five million followers, shouted at Gu Xiangnan, “If your Rejuvenation Cream doesn’t live up to the hype, I’ll call on all my fans to boycott you forever!”

This man was well-versed in online attacks and was confident he could pull it off.

Gu Xiangnan ignored his threats.

He announced to the crowd, “The Rejuvenation Cream you’ve all been waiting for is right here. I’ll now demonstrate its miraculous effects. Is anyone willing to be our first volunteer?”

A hush fell over the crowd.

Since Young Master Zheng’s disastrous launch, everyone realized the risks of such tests.

No one dared step forward.

“I will!”

A clear, female voice rang out.