Wang Hu dissatisfiedly defended Lin Chen, "Old Yu has tried it himself; of course, it works."

"Right, then if it's so effective, why hasn't Old Yu shown up?" the bald man said, looking around.

Everyone looked this way and that and indeed, there was no sign of Old Yu.

"Old Yu isn't a plant, is he?" the bald man sneered.

The bald man's words planted a seed of doubt in the others' hearts.

Hearing the crowd's skepticism, Lin Chen didn't get angry; instead, he calmly said, "If you don't trust it, you're certainly free to not buy it—I'll refund your money right now."

Although many were dubious, no one was willing to return the product.

"Can't we just try it to see if it works?" Liu Fatty opened a bottle of Xingyang Tea and took several gulps.

"The taste is indeed good," Liu Fatty said, wiping his mouth in appreciation.

"Do you feel anything?" people around asked anxiously.

Liu Fatty smacked his lips, "I don't feel anything!"

Hearing Liu Fatty's words, everyone's expression soured.

"Darn it, it's really a scam, I want a refund." The bald man called out, not satisfied.

Lin Chen smiled, took the Xingyang Tea back from the bald man's hand, "A refund, no problem, I'll transfer the money to you right now."

After finishing the tea, Liu Fatty suddenly froze; his face turned bright red, then glanced down and his face lit up with excitement.

"Thank heaven, I, Liu Fatty, can finally become a man again!" With that, he grabbed his sweetheart beside him, jumped into the car, and sped off.

"Damn, this tea actually worked for Liu Fatty."

When Liu Fatty was young, he had an accident at the construction site and injured his lower part. Although he had made a fair amount of money on his own and had women, the injury there had always been his hidden pain.

Liu Fatty had visited countless famous doctors to cure his condition, consulting numerous specialists at home and abroad, spending millions in the process, but to no avail.

Seeing that the Xingyang Tea worked for Liu Fatty, the others got excited as well.

Wang Hu and his circle of wealthy and successful gentlemen were men of a certain age; with money and women in their lives, they had lost their prime years. They had beauties by their side, but were unable to enjoy them, a profoundly painful realization.

Today, Lin Chen brought them hope. The several bottles of Xingyang Tea he took out were snatched up in no time. Besides the ten bottles that were reserved, the other nine bottles were also sold out.

When they learned that the next batch of Xingyang Tea wouldn't be available until next month, the bald man nearly cried as his bottle had already been sold to someone else by Lin Chen.

Those who bought the tea were almost racing in their cars to find happiness.

One car after another, carrying men hoping to regain their vigor, sped along the village roads.

Some even, accompanied by their lovers or wives, couldn't wait to return to the city and simply stopped on the side of the road...

"Phew!" Lin Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief after sending off these thirsty uncles.

Today, Lin Chen had made another nine hundred thousand yuan, and with the four million on his card, he already had four million nine hundred thousand yuan.

Even in his wildest dreams, Lin Chen had never imagined he would amass nearly five million yuan in such a short time.

Lin Chen was planning how to spend this money when a Range Rover sped towards him.

The car barely stopped before Yu Dazhuang and Liu Yan rushed out.

"Lin Chen, do you have any more Xingyang Tea?" Yu Dazhuang looked at Lin Chen's empty hands, his heart sinking.

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It turned out that Yu Dazhuang was late because he encountered a traffic jam on his way.

Just now, he ran into Wang Hu on the road, who heard that all the Xingyang tea had sold out, and he was almost heartbroken.

"Don't worry, Brother Yu, I've still got your bottle saved," Lin Chen said with a smile, pulling out a bottle of Xingyang tea from a corner.

"Lin Chen, you are really thoughtful." Taking the Xingyang tea, Yu Dazhuang had a face full of gratitude, as he had already become inseparable from this treasure.

"You are Sister Ying's friend, and also my friend, so of course I couldn't let you leave empty-handed," Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Lin Chen, I've made up my mind about you as my friend," Yu Dazhuang said appreciatively, patting Lin Chen's shoulder.

Anxiously from the side, Liu Yan asked, "Lin Chen, have you finished the weight loss medicine I asked for?"

Lin Chen took out a small packet of medicine from his pocket and handed it to Liu Yan: "How could I forget something Sister Liu entrusted me with? Take this home, and drink it with water in three separate doses!"

"That's great, if it works well, I will definitely recommend your product to my friends," Liu Yan said happily.

Yu Dazhuang pulled out a check for one hundred thousand yuan and handed it to Lin Chen: "Little brother, this is for the weight loss medicine."

"Brother Yu, this is too much, it's not necessary to spend so much," Lin Chen urgently tried to refuse.

"I said take it, so take it. If it can make my wife slim, I feel it's worth it," Yu Dazhuang insisted, stuffing the check into Lin Chen's hand without allowing for argument.

Knowing Yu Dazhuang's temperament, Lin Chen recognized that refusing again would seem improper, so he reluctantly accepted the check.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Lin Chen, Yu Dazhuang smiled, "Lin Chen, I'm leaving now, just now I thought of a few good moves, I'm going to go home and properly deal with that little wench."

"You jerk, what are you talking about? She's still a child, and you're corrupting her," Liu Yan playfully scolded from the side.

Lin Chen chuckled: "A moment in spring is worth a thousand gold; I won't disturb the two of you any longer."

After seeing off Yu Dazhuang and Liu Yan, Lin Chen took another exquisitely small bottle out of his pocket.

This bottle contained acne cream, which he had intended to deliver to Zhao Xiaowen first thing in the morning. Now that it was nearly noon, he wondered if she would be angry. With this on his mind, Lin Chen headed towards Xiaowen's home.

Upon reaching Xiaowen's doorstep, he saw Xiaowen sitting there, crying sadly.

"Xiaowen, what's wrong?" Lin Chen ran over anxiously.

Hastily arriving by Zhao Xiaowen's side, Lin Chen asked with concern, "What's the matter, Xiaowen?"

The two had been going to school together since they were little, so Lin Chen was very familiar with Zhao Xiaowen's character.

Zhao Xiaowen was an extremely strong-willed girl, and wouldn't cry unless she encountered something that was truly upsetting.

"Is it because your father's illness has relapsed?" Seeing that Zhao Xiaowen remained silent, Lin Chen speculated.

Zhao Xiaowen lifted her head and looked at Lin Chen: "Lin Chen, we can't go to school together anymore, I can't go to college."

Having said this, she started to cry once again, overwhelmed with sadness.

"Why?" Lin Chen was also startled by this news.

Having once experienced the pain of losing the opportunity to go to school himself, Lin Chen could truly empathize with Xiaowen's current emotions.

Zhao Xiaowen sobbed: "Our family's entire income comes from the small restaurant my parents run in town. Business used to be good, but lately a new restaurant opened across the street, and their food is even better than ours, they've taken all our customers. Now, for over two months, we've barely had any patrons, and on top of that, all our savings have gone to my father's medical expenses.

We just don't have the money for my college tuition anymore."

After hearing Zhao Xiaowen's story, Lin Chen finally understood the crux of the problem.

Lin Chen smiled and said, "Don't worry Xiaowen, I'll take care of your tuition."

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