Lin Chen had guessed correctly, his popularity had indeed been boosted through WeChat groups.
"My God, I had such an amazing night battling it out with my wife yesterday, it was ecstatic."
"Yeah, that little demon of mine kept saying I was useless, but yesterday, I finally got to puff out my chest with pride."
"Could you guys spare a thought for us who don't have Xingyang Tea and consider our miserable feelings?" said the balding middle-aged man who had doubted Lin Chen that day.
"Haha, Baldy, that'll teach you to run your mouth off." Wang Hu sent out a scornful emoji.
"Heard that the girls at Blue Ocean and Clear Skies are pretty hot, anyone up for a date?"
"Let's do it, let's do it..."
Just like that, Lin Chen's Xingyang Tea had bombarded countless friends' circles and WeChat groups. Among the wealthy circles on DY, those businessmen around the age of forty took great pride in possessing Lin Chen's Xingyang Tea.
