"Boss Lin, I've heard my fair share of tall tales, but this is the first time I've seen someone brag about something so absurdly high-tech with such a straight face. Forget whether your 'high-tech' mask is actually miraculous for a moment—may I ask where your company is based? How large is your operation? An annual celebrity endorsement fee of at least 300 million? Ha! Forgive my ignorance, but I truly don’t know of a single company or brand in this country that could afford such an exorbitant fee."
Liu Wen's husband, Yan Yaquan, could no longer hold back. He openly mocked Lin Fei with his questions.
The others weren't surprised; they all assumed Lin Fei was bluffing. Even Ansiyue kept blinking, feeling that Lin Fei’s claims were simply too incredible. She knew Lin Fei wasn't as poor as he appeared—despite living in a rural area in an old house, his skills in medicine and fortune-telling could easily earn him money. However, she had no idea he had developed a facial mask, founded a company, or could offer such a staggering sum for an endorsement.
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