Rural Shennong

"It's over!" Chen Ping took Widow Miao's hand, looked at the surging crowd at the entrance of Qitian Supermarket, and there was a smile of victory in the corner of his mouth:

"No one can save Qi Zixuan now, I want to see how he can jump out of this big pit."

At this moment, Qi Zixuan was sitting on the grass in Xinli Village with a haggard face.

He has been sitting here all morning.

The reason for the decline in milk quality was found.

Anyone can see that the pasture grass, which was called fairy grass in the pasture, has lost its former magic.

The grass is no longer transparent and green, and no longer exudes a unique fragrance.

Qi Zixuan's cell phone was turned off.

Qitian Supermarket and distribution stores in other counties and cities kept calling him to rush the delivery, asking him to find a way.

He has a way of ass.

One morning passed, and the miracle did not happen. This so-called geomantic treasure land seemed to be cursed and returned to the ordinary.

Meng Fanlin hurried over: "Qi...Young Master Qi, it's bad, a customer smashed the counter at the supermarket."

Qi Zixuan's eyes darkened, and he almost fainted: "Quick, go back to the city immediately."

The Qi family is well-known in the upper class of Jiang'an.

Many elites also know how powerful Qi Weiting is.

But for many ordinary people, many people don't know how powerful the Qi family is and who Qi Weiting is.

Not to mention that Qi Weiting is only the vice president of the Industrial and Commercial Association, he is also the regular president, many ordinary people have never heard of it.

These big people and big families are too far away for the fart. They are not as good as the traffic internet celebrities on the small video app, and the celebrity Xiaoxianrou has a great reputation.

Petty people, only know that they have been cheated.

They paid the advance payment, but they couldn't get the ordered goods on time, so they had to ask the supermarket to give an explanation.

"Dare to cheat our consumers? Refund!"

"Yes, if you don't refund the money, we will smash your supermarket."

The anger of the crowd, coupled with the mentality that the law does not blame the public, made the situation uncontrollable.

There were also some Internet celebrities who watched the excitement from the media, held up their mobile phones, and excitedly started the live broadcast.

Qi Zixuan hurried back to the city, and what he saw was this kind of scene of indignation.

He took a loudspeaker and shouted loudly: "I am Qi Zixuan, the owner of Qitian Supermarket, please stop making noise."

"Due to the tight supply of the milk you ordered, it is temporarily difficult for our store to provide it."

"If there is money to be refunded, we can refund it now!"

On the way from the farm to the supermarket, Qi Zixuan realized the crisis of the situation.

At this time, he must use the fastest speed to suppress the situation, even if he loses money and avoids disaster.

Otherwise, what is waiting for him will not be the price of paying a little money, and even his old man Qi Weiting will be implicated.

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice in the crowd shouted: "You deceive consumers, and if you want to refund, you have to refund three times. This is the regulation of the Chamber of Commerce and Industry!"

Qi Zixuan was furious: "Who the hell yelled? Stand up for me!"

He is in a state of desperation, and there are people who are greedy and rhythmic, how can he not be angry?

Even if he should refund as much as he should, Qi Zixuan will suffer a lot.

You must know that without the super milk, almost all of his huge investment in the early stage was in vain.

After refunding the money, he still has a big hole to fill.

If he retreated three times, wouldn't that kill him?

The person who shouted just now was the person Chen Ping sent to bring the rhythm, and there was more than one.

As soon as Qi Zixuan finished threatening, several voices came from the crowd.

"An unscrupulous profiteer, he cheated consumers and threatened us, is he trying to retaliate?"

"Don't think that since you are the big boss of Qitian Supermarket, you can do whatever you want. How rich is it?"

"Everyone, don't be afraid of him. We have a lot of people, and he is wronged. He must refund us three times the advance payment."

With so many people playing the rhythm, coupled with the desire to take advantage of many common people, as well as the hatred of the rich, they were suddenly instigated.

Qi Zixuan also realized that what he said in a hurry just now was not appropriate.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, he quickly raised the electric horn and wanted to continue explaining.

But before he could speak, a basket of eggs flew through the crowd, smashing him all over his head and face.

"This unscrupulous businessman doesn't want to lose money at all, let alone three times, he doesn't want to pay even twice, so he just robs him."

"Yes, yes, if he doesn't lose money, we will take it ourselves!"

"Grab!"

I don't know who started it first.

Some leaders acted, and countless customers broke through the checkout counter and rushed into the supermarket.

Facing so many crazy crowds, the security guards did not dare to stop them, and the cashier even hid in a corner, choosing to stand by and watch.

Under the protection of several bodyguards, Qi Zixuan was squeezed to this side.

His scalp was about to explode: "Quick...stop them for me quickly."

So many people, who stop?

It would be nice if a few bodyguards could protect Qi Zixuan.

Qi Zixuan didn't know that at this moment, all the Qitian supermarkets, and the small supermarkets he opened in other counties and cities that imitated the Four Seasons supermarkets, were all in a similar situation.

The looting lasted for more than ten minutes, and the zero-dollar purchase was not over until someone shouted, "The security team is here."

The Qitian Supermarket was in a mess, and Qi Zixuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

He looked blankly at the goods scattered on the ground, as if he had lost his soul: "How could this be? How could this be?"

Just a day ago, Qi Zixuan was still high-spirited, imagining that his business empire would dominate the world.

But now, his dream was shattered.

From heaven to hell, it seems to be in an instant, he can't accept it at all.

At this moment, Meng Fanlin received a message.

"Young Master Qi, it's not good..."

Qi Zixuan grabbed Meng Fanlin by the neck, his eyes were bloodshot: "You fucker, shut up!"

Oh no!Oh no!

Qi Zixuan never wanted to hear these three curse-like words again.

Meng Fanlin wept bitterly: "Young Master Qi, someone went to the Consumer Complaints Section of the Chamber of Commerce and Industry to sue us, and asked us to compensate them three times for their losses."

Qi Zixuan looked like a madman. He pointed at the messy supermarket and yelled: "This bunch of garbage smashed up and robbed me of my shop, and still want me to lose money?"

"Fucking daydream!"

Meng Fanlin could understand Qi Zixuan's current mood. If it were him, he might be mad.

But what's the use of Qi Zixuan losing his temper with him?The problem still cannot be solved.

At this moment, Meng Fanlin's cell phone rang again.

Qi Zixuan trembled in his heart, and quickly pushed Meng Fanlin away: "Get out, get out of here."

"I don't answer anyone's phone."

"Don't ask me for anything, I'm so fed up!"

Meng Fanlin looked down at the call and was startled. He said tremblingly, "Master Qi, it's...it's the old man's call."