137: Now you know it's urgent?

Hearing Ge Qiang say he wanted to continue, the netizens in the live stream expressed their incomprehension.

“This Buddy’s face is pale from the pain, and he still wants to continue?”

“Don’t talk nonsense, he eats so much ice cream every day, his immunity is strong.”

“What kind of mindset makes him eat so much ice cream every day? Is he trying to move himself?”

Just as everyone was puzzled, Ge Qiang carefully tasted the ice cream in his hand, then frowned and said to the assistant standing by his side:

“This matcha ice cream is too sweet. Its initial taste should be bitter, and then gradually turn sweet.”

Ge Qiang said as he handed the ice cream in his hand to the assistant.

“Go check the production records.”

The female assistant took the ice cream from Ge Qiang’s hand, not minding that he had eaten it, and even took a bite herself.

Qin Jiang and a group of netizens were greatly shocked.

Does a food company really lack even this basic hygiene knowledge?

The people in this company, from top to bottom, gave Qin Jiang a feeling that they were performing, performing for Reporter Wu, performing for the audience in front of the camera.

Their boss was leading by example, striving for excellence.

And their employees were also willing to make personal sacrifices in pursuit of quality and taste.

Ge Qiang was still rambling on with his professional analysis.

“Our matcha ice cream should be bitter upon entry, and this bitterness should dissipate instantly, leaving a lingering sweetness. Only then can it be called matcha.”

Reporter Wu was very cooperative; he kept nodding while Ge Qiang spoke, as if he was impressed by Ge Qiang’s professional analysis.

As soon as the assistant disposed of the ice cream, Ge Qiang took out another batch of ice cream and took a bite.

“This one has a chocolate filling. Are you asking me to taste the chocolate in the middle, right?”

The assistant quickly explained, “Yes, this is chocolate extracted from rice.”

As soon as the assistant said this, Qin Jiang, who was sitting by the side drinking tea, couldn’t hold back.

Chocolate extracted from rice?

Is it that advanced?

Has your ice cream become so powerful that it can violate basic material principles?

The assistant’s words were very unprofessional, but who knew that Ge Qiang didn’t hear anything wrong at all? Instead, he nodded and took a serious bite.

With that bite, Ge Qiang began his performance again.

Ge Qiang frowned, revealing a disgusted expression, and looked around for a trash can.

Perhaps not finding one, he handed the ice cream in his hand to the assistant.

“Take this chocolate and feed it to the pigs.”

Reporter Wu showed his shock at the opportune moment.

“CEO Ge, are your product requirements really that strict?”

Ge Qiang explained, “The taste and quality of ice cream have always been something we strictly control.”

“We will absolutely not allow unqualified ice cream to appear on consumers’ shopping lists.”

“Who made this ice cream? Look it up, and deduct all of their performance bonuses for this year.”

Ge Qiang’s words sounded very imposing and domineering, seemingly fitting the image of a decisive entrepreneur.

But today’s netizens are not easily fooled.

It was obvious that Ge Qiang’s show was for them.

Netizens in the live stream cried out that they couldn’t stand it.

“What kind of background does this person have? Why does he act and speak so arrogantly?”

“No, can this kind of person even be a boss? Why do I feel like he’s putting on a show for us!”

“No need to doubt, he is putting on a show for us. Otherwise, who would buy his ice cream for over sixty yuan a stick?”

“It can only be said that this boss is building a persona, and there will always be people who like this persona and are willing to pay for his ice cream.”

Ge Qiang still wanted to taste two more ice creams, and he had already prepared his lines.

Who knew that at this moment, his stomach suddenly churned and began to ache excruciatingly!

Ge Qiang clutched his stomach, plopped onto the ground, and vomited profusely.

However much ice cream he had eaten just now, he vomited out just as much now.

Seeing this, the two assistants panicked and quickly went forward to help Ge Qiang.

“Boss, don’t scare us!”

“Boss, what’s wrong with you?”

“Doctor, don’t just stand there watching, save our boss!”

The two assistants hurriedly pleaded for help from Qin Jiang.

But Qin Jiang held his teacup, not flustered at all.

“What’s the rush? It’s not a serious illness. There’s still so much ice cream on this table. Does your boss dare to sell these ice creams to consumers without finishing them?”

“I’m not in a hurry, I can wait for him to slowly finish eating these ice creams.”

As soon as Qin Jiang said this, the two assistants immediately became anxious.

There were still more than twenty ice creams left. If he ate them slowly, wouldn’t it take forever?

Seeing Ge Qiang in so much pain that his face was deathly pale, kneeling on the ground and trembling.

The assistant quickly shouted at Qin Jiang, “You’re a doctor, are you going to stand by and watch him die?!”

“If you don’t save our boss, I’ll call and complain about you!”

Qin Jiang spread his hands.

“Alright, complaints are welcome.”

“But before you complain about me, I suggest you call 120 and have the nearest Hospital send an ambulance to take him away.”

“In his current condition, it’s highly likely he has a perforated stomach. If not treated promptly, it could be life-threatening.”

As soon as Qin Jiang said this, the assistant was stunned, and Ge Qiang was also greatly frightened.

He used all his strength to kowtow to Qin Jiang and admit his mistake.

“Doctor, I was a scoundrel before. I shouldn’t have played these little tricks. Please save me.”

Qin Jiang sneered and said nothing.

Why did Ge Qiang bring so much ice cream to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic for an interview?

The reason was simple: he wanted to piggyback on Qin Jiang’s popularity.

Although Reporter Wu was also a professional journalist, the interview program he hosted was definitely far less popular than Qin Jiang’s live stream.

So Ge Qiang thought of a win-win solution: go to Qin Jiang’s Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic for a consultation and, while there, put on a grand show to let most netizens know that their company strictly controls the taste and quality of their ice cream.

Once there was traffic, wouldn’t money naturally follow?

Qin Jiang had actually seen through Ge Qiang’s scheme from the beginning, but he hadn’t said anything.

Because Qin Jiang had taken Ge Qiang’s pulse, he knew what condition his body was in.

If he continued to eat ice cream in this manner, his condition would quickly worsen.

And things did indeed turn out as Qin Jiang had predicted.

Qin Jiang pointed to the vomit on the ground.

“No rush, first clean up the floor for me.”

“If there’s even a speck of dirt on the floor, I won’t treat his illness.”

Upon hearing Qin Jiang say this, the two assistants did not hesitate at all. They quickly went out to buy paper and trash bags, and painstakingly cleaned up all the mess by hand, bit by bit.

Only after the mess on the floor was completely cleaned up did Qin Jiang agree to take action.

At this point, Ge Qiang was already weak from the pain, and his entire face looked exceptionally bad.

Qin Jiang extended his finger and pressed it a few times on his chest. Ge Qiang, who had been in excruciating pain just a moment ago, immediately recovered.