"It's not going to work anymore. It's definitely not going to work. I'm going to continue to vomit for a while."
"Come, come, fellow reporters, give me a close-up!" Tang Song held the chicken in his hands and walked around in front of the camera.
"Boss Zhang, you must not let this kind of person be arrogant and domineering. If this matter is really spread, the reputation of your company will be ruined in the future. By then, let alone a stupid chicken, other products will be
I am being implicated."
The person who spoke out was Liu Yifei. She was very aware of the food supervision in Zhuhai and Hong Kong. If something like this happened to Zhifu Company, Zhifu Little Stupid Chicken would definitely be banned from being sold in Zhuhai and Hong Kong, and other products of Zhifu Company would also be banned.
If I am implicated, I will definitely not be able to participate in this exchange meeting by then.
All of Zhang Dabiao’s plans and beautiful ideas will become a bubble!
"Don't worry about him. Since he likes to publicize us to get rich, why should we stop him? This is great. We can get free publicity without spending any money or effort. How wonderful!"
"Zhang Dabiao, are you sick? Who is helping you advertise!"
Tang Song showed the little stupid chicken to everyone again, then threw the little stupid chicken aside, picked up the paper and wiped his hands clean.
"Can you still find a fully packaged little stupid chicken?" Zhang Dabiao was too lazy to pay attention to him and turned to ask Xu Wei.
"Of course I can find them. There are many more in the cold storage!"
"Then go get me some bags."
Hearing this, the scene fell into silence. Everyone subconsciously recalled those stupid little chickens that were full of maggots. They couldn't help but get goosebumps all over their bodies, and they felt bad all over.
Soon, Chef Fu came over with several packages of chicken, and Zhang Dabiao opened one package casually.
"Everyone, take a look, this bag is newly opened. Do you think there is anything wrong with the surface of this chicken?"
"yes!"
A reporter at the front quickly agreed. She saw clearly that there was nothing wrong with the chicken. On the contrary, it was shiny and shiny. There was even a burst of fragrance. If it was put in the pot and reprocessed, the taste would be absolutely delicious.
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Then, Zhang Dabiao directly cut open the surface of the chicken with a kitchen knife, tore off the skin, and then placed the skin and meat on two plates.
"Everyone looked down and saw that I had peeled off the skin of the chicken, and the chicken was filled with maggots."
"Aren't you talking nonsense? We are not blind. Of course we can see the maggots inside. Are you doing this now to smash the jar and smash your own sign?" Tang Song immediately jumped in front of the crowd.
, pointing at Zhang Dabiao and said.
Zhang Dabiao looked at him as if he were a clown. He didn't bother to talk to Tang Song at all. Instead, he put the plate back on the table and picked up the plate next to him.
"Everyone take a closer look and see that the meat of this chicken is still intact and has not deteriorated at all."
Zhang Dabiao waved the plate in front of everyone.
Just as Zhang Dabiao said, the chicken meat of this chicken has indeed not deteriorated. The chicken meat is intact and even smells fragrant.
"Have you seen that there are only a lot of maggots under the chicken skin, but the meat has not deteriorated and there are no problems? Don't you think it's strange?"
Tang Song didn't think there was anything strange, but Chef Fu's expression changed drastically.
"So what? Even if this is the case, it doesn't mean that your little idiot who got rich is fine!"
"That's right, as long as there are maggots, the chicken must have spoiled!"
"Stop making excuses. No matter what you say, it won't change the fact that these little stupid chickens have gone bad."
Those upper class people did not hesitate to curse.
They had just eaten chicken, and they still felt like vomiting.
"We are all people with common sense in life. There must be things in the house that cannot be finished and have rotted without paying attention. Then you should know that even if it is rotten, it should be from the inside out, right?
But why does this chicken have maggots under its skin?"
"And what I can guarantee is that all these little stupid chickens have maggots in the same position!" Zhang Dabiao then opened several other chickens. As he said, they were all intact, with many maggots under the chicken skin.
At this time, everyone was stunned and closed their mouths, waiting for Zhang Dabiao to speak.
"If there are two, it might be a coincidence, but all the chickens have maggots in the same position. I'm afraid this cannot be explained by coincidence. From my point of view, someone has tampered with the chickens!
"
"Look, everyone!" Zhang Dabiao picked up another package of the unopened Little Stupid Chicken, pointed to a hole in the package that was so small that it was almost invisible, and said to everyone: "This hole is clearly a pinhole!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Dabiao showed the pinhole to the surrounding reporters and guests.
Sure enough, everyone saw a tiny pinhole on the packaging bag. If Zhang Dabiao hadn't pointed it out with sharp eyes, they probably wouldn't have noticed it at all.
At this moment, everyone present finally suddenly realized.
These little stupid chickens who have become rich have not deteriorated at all, and there are no problems. Some people can't stand them and deliberately thought of such a way to frame the rich company!
Hearing this, Chef Fu took a few steps back subconsciously, trying to leave quietly through the crowd.
Xu Wei saw Chef Fu's panic at a glance. He immediately raised his hand and waved, instructing the security guard: "Invite Chef Fu over. I think he seems to have something to say."
"What does this matter have to do with me? There's obviously something wrong with your supply, I'm just a cook!" Chef Fu yelled while struggling, but in the end he was dragged out by security guards.
Looking at the pale Chef Fu, Zhang Dabiao sneered, "Chef Fu, I advise you to tell everyone the truth of the matter. If you are willing to tell the truth, I can consider letting you go."
Chef Fu looked up at Zhang Dabiao nervously. Seeing Zhang Dabiao staring at him, he felt panicked, but he still didn't tell the truth, "Zhang...Mr. Zhang, I don't know what you are talking about, I, I
Nothing has been done!"
"And the little stupid chickens produced by Zhifu Company are all well packaged. How can I do anything with them?"
Hearing this, Zhang Dabiao almost laughed out of anger. His smile became colder and his voice was low, "Chef Fu, I have given you the opportunity. I will ask you one last time, are you willing to tell the truth?"
Chef Fu was unsure, but he still stiffened his neck and said: "Mr. Zhang, you have a high status, but you can't slander me out of thin air. Those little stupid chickens were kept in the cold storage after they were shipped.
I’m not the caretaker of the cold storage, what does this matter have to do with me?”