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Chapter 537

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The fans didn't care about how the mooncakes and pastries were made or how they tasted. They only cared about how much their brother earned. Therefore, as long as the mooncakes didn't kill anyone, it was fine.

The spy even asked if it was a bad idea to do so in order to fish for information. After all, the mooncakes were already very expensive. If the boss found out that they had cheated on the ingredients, his hard-earned job would be ruined.

However, the old worker said that he wasn't the one who had taken the money for cutting corners. Although he was the boss's distant relative, he didn't dare to do such a thing. It was the boss's idea to cut the cost of the fillings. He also said that the boss had said what he had said and that he had only overheard it.

The spy even said that the moldy frozen meat couldn't be used anywhere else, but they could. They could mix it with other spices and bake it. The taste was obviously not as good as before, but when they asked the fans for feedback, the fans said that it tasted better.

In addition, the boss wanted to give some benefits to the big fans and the fans, so they had been helping to encourage Jimmy to spend money.

Such things, with exquisite packaging, could be sold for two to three thousand yuan per box. Even the cheapest one could be sold for 168 yuan per box.

Jing Qian not only attached a video, but also posted a vicious face-slapping message.

[Jing Qian V: Mold stains contain a large amount of aflatoxin, which is definitely a carcinogen. Tell me, does he have good looks and morals? I'm sorry, I'm not worthy. ]

[Hahahahaha …]

[Hahahahaha!!! ]

[Hahahahaha!!! ]

In an instant, more than a hundred comments under Jing Qian's Weibo post were all like this.

Was this a f * cking script?

What kind of face-slapping was this?

Those who laughed heartily under the post were labeled as "hardcore Jing Qian fans."

When Jimmy's fans saw the video, they all fell silent.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the Weibo post quickly became a hot search, that a lot of comments about the incident came in.

Everyone condemned Qin Yi and his mother for being too evil.

Zhanli River, who had been paying attention to Jing Qian's every word and action, immediately sent his people to the factory to prevent them from destroying the evidence when he saw his wife drop the bombshell. At the same time, they notified the Food Supervision Department and the Economic Investigation Department to conduct an inspection on Mother's Taste.

'Mother's Taste' was not a listed company. Country Z clearly stated that other than government bonds, securities, and government actions, all private financing was illegal.

Mother Qin's mooncake factory not only borrowed money illegally, but she also set the price herself and relied on Qin Yi's popularity to make huge profits. This was a violation of the law, a violation of the law.

Not to mention the fact that they were black-hearted enough to use moldy videos to pass off as good ones.

Mu Lanqi's Weibo also exploded.

Everyone scolded her for being a die-hard fan who didn't cherish her parents' kindness and gave their hard-earned money to someone like Qin Yi.

Mrs. Qin was sitting at home waiting for Cheng Shuyu's news. When she saw Weibo, she felt like the world was about to be destroyed.

Never in her wildest dreams did she expect that Jing Qian b * tch to find someone to sneak into her factory and take a video of the factory stocking up.

Mother Qin knew that she and her factory were finished.

And she had borrowed so much money.

Once the factory was destroyed, the mooncakes could no longer be sold. This was just like what was stated in the loan contract. The mooncakes' value would drop to zero.

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