My Ares Son-in-Law

Chapter 7241 Amazing Effects
"What's going on? Is there something wrong with the samples?" someone whispered, glancing frequently toward the backstage entrance.

Just as everyone was discussing, 10 participants quickly walked out, and the whole place fell into dead silence, followed by an even more intense uproar!

The American reporter, a middle-aged man in his fifties, was repeatedly touching his cheek in front of his phone's front-facing camera, his voice trembling with excitement: "My God! Look! The fine lines around my eyes have disappeared! And my nasolabial folds, which were quite deep when the photo was taken, have become much shallower!"

The reporter from the UK, a woman in her thirties, took off her glasses, held them up to her eyes, and put them back on several times before exclaiming, "My God! My nearsightedness has actually improved! I could barely see the brochures before, but now I can see the small print without my glasses! Is this some kind of magical Eastern magic?"

If only Chinese reporters were praising it, some might suspect it was a "plant." But when even overseas reporters were so excited, and even demonstrated the changes on the spot, the reporters in the audience couldn't sit still. Some rushed to the front row, holding up their cameras and pointing them at the participants' faces; others took out their phones and compared the close-up photos taken by the staff earlier, becoming more and more shocked.

Yun Yuyan raised her hand to quiet the room, and after a moment, she smiled and said, "Please look at the big screen. What we are showing now are before-and-after photos of 10 users. Even if some changes are not immediately obvious, you can clearly see the differences through these high-definition photos."

On the big screen, two photos were displayed side by side: the left side was before the experience, with some people having fine lines around their eyes, some having a sallow complexion, and some having obvious age spots on the back of their hands; the right side was after the experience, with fine lines fading, skin tone brightening, age spots lightening, everyone's eyes brightening, and even their posture appearing more upright.

"Hiss," a collective gasp rippled through the audience, and the sound of camera shutters clicking was as dense as rain.

"Mr. Yun! I'm a reporter from CND TV in the UK! When will these two products be available in North America? What will the approximate price be?"

"I'm a reporter from Hong Kong's *Asia Weekly*! I'd like to know whether the product will be sold through physical stores or online platforms after its launch? Are there any overseas distribution channels?"

The reporters were in an uproar, crowding to the front to ask questions, microphones practically shoved in Yun Yuyan's face. No one doubted the product's effectiveness anymore; tomorrow, Xunjiang Group would undoubtedly be making headlines worldwide.

However, the female reporter from Jiyin Island in the corner suddenly stood up, a provocative smile on her face, and said in a sharp voice: "President Yun, I am a reporter from Jiyin Island Morning Post. I have a few questions about your company's products and hope you can answer them directly."

She paused deliberately, waiting until all the cameras were turned to her before continuing, her tone full of sarcasm: "First, aren't 10 participants too few? And 7 of them are Chinese. Although three foreign colleagues gave positive reviews, who knows if you gave them 'benefits' beforehand? After all, no one saw what happened backstage; maybe it was just the makeup effect?"

“Secondly,” she took two steps forward, pointing to the large screen, “since the product is so effective, in order to convince consumers worldwide, could you give me a sample? I can take it back to Jiyin Island and have our authoritative testing agency there conduct an ingredient analysis. The results will be publicly released, wouldn’t that be more beneficial for your company to open up overseas markets?”

Yun Yuyan's expression darkened slightly as she tapped the podium lightly with her fingertips. Her voice was steady yet firm: "I'm sorry, this is against company regulations. The samples are for on-site demonstrations only and are not given away or sold to the public. We appreciate your understanding." "Understand?" The female reporter sneered, hands on her hips. "Does this mean that Xunjiang Group is afraid of third-party testing? Or that your products contain illegal ingredients and you dare not let outsiders test them? After all, claims like 'curing cancer' and 'immunity to all diseases' sound too much like a scam. Perhaps the product has side effects, and long-term use could harm the body?"

These words were like a bombshell. The ten journalists who had just participated in the trial instantly changed their expressions. The American journalist subconsciously touched his cheek, his fingertips tightening around his notebook; the American female journalist adjusted her glasses, the excitement in her eyes fading, replaced by worry. Even if the drug's effects were miraculous, if it harbored unknown side effects, then the losses would far outweigh the gains!

"How could there be side effects? I felt perfectly fine just now!" A reporter from China couldn't help but retort, but was tugged at the arm by the person next to him. No one dared to make a guarantee; what if there really were hidden dangers?
The audience erupted in chaos, a cacophony of questions and camera shutters clicking, resembling a bustling marketplace. It was clear to everyone that the female reporter from Jiyin Island was deliberately causing trouble; from her late arrival and provocation to her deliberate smear campaign, every step was aimed at Xunjiang Group.

On stage, Yun Yuyan maintained a composed demeanor, but her fingertips unconsciously dug into the edge of the podium, her knuckles turning white. She hadn't expected the other party to be so brazen; no matter how she explained, they always found a new angle to smear her. She glanced at the security guards below, intending to signal them to remove the person, but then she thought again. With so many cameras focused on them, if she resorted to violence, the press conference would become a laughingstock in the global media, and the reputation of Xunjiang Group would plummet.

Standing under the spotlight, facing countless flashing cameras, her throat suddenly tightened. This was the first time she had hosted such an important press conference, every word of which concerned the future of the group, yet she was speechless, even her breathing became heavy.

Seeing this, Zhou Keying, who was in the audience, was about to get up to help Yun Yuyan out of the predicament when she caught a glimpse of a figure passing by. Xiao Chen lightly touched the steps with his toes and landed in the center of the stage like a shadow. His movements were so fast that even the camera couldn't capture the afterimage.

Zhou Keying inwardly cried out: With Xiao Chen's personality, he couldn't stand being provoked, and this matter was likely to escalate!

Sure enough, the moment Xiao Chen appeared, the entire room fell silent. Even the noisiest reporters instinctively shut up, their eyes all fixed on him. He nodded slightly to Yun Yuyan, who understood and quickly handed him the microphone, then silently retreated behind him, her fingertips still trembling slightly.

Xiao Chen gripped the microphone, his gaze like a cold blade as he shot towards the female reporter from Jiyin Island, his voice as cold as ice: "You have questions about Xunjiang Group's products, I'll answer them."

The female reporter was taken aback for a moment, then sneered, crossing her arms: "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to represent the Xunjiang Group? Are you just a bodyguard here to make up the numbers?"

Xiao Chen completely ignored her sarcasm and turned to the staff, saying, "Bring a bottle of 'Detox Pills' over."

The staff didn't dare to delay and quickly brought over a transparent medicine bottle. Xiao Chen unscrewed the cap, poured out three translucent white pills, and with a flick of his wrist, the pills flew towards the audience like shooting stars. The female reporter subconsciously reached out and caught them; the pills landed in her palm, still carrying a faint medicinal fragrance.

(End of this chapter)