The Rich Second-Generation Villain With No Morals

Chapter 110

When Fang Yuanyuan took the keys over, she really did see a brand-new Beetle.

Looking at the car, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "Did this kid really save a beautiful woman?"

"Lately, he’s been acting like a hero, first helping strangers, now rescuing a beauty. This isn’t even his lucky year, so why is his luck so good?"

Shaking her head with a smile, Fang Yuanyuan followed Qi Lin’s instructions, drove the Beetle onto the stage, and covered it with a large red cloth.

At that moment, Qi Lin made another call to Lan Gang.

"Uncle Lan, send more officers over right away! The number of visitors at my family's Lobster Food Festival has surpassed 50,000, and we can’t control the crowd anymore!"

Qi Feng had already transferred dozens of workers from the farm to help maintain order.

At first, when there were only a few thousand people, they barely managed.

But now, with over 50,000, even those workers were sweating profusely, squeezed together like sardines in a can.With such a massive crowd, if a stampede or a large-scale conflict broke out, the festival could turn into a disaster, and as the organizers, Qi Lin’s family would bear the major responsibility.

"What the hell?! So many people showed up to your Lobster Festival?"

"Are you messing with me?"

Lan Gang, who had been leisurely sipping tea at the police station, was stunned.

He had seen Qi Lin’s interview and knew about the food festival.

He had even attended similar events before and thought at most a few thousand people would show up.

Hearing Qi Lin say there were over 50,000, he thought the kid was joking.

After all, even the World Cup finals only filled stadiums with 80,000 people.

Qi Lin sighed. "Uncle Lan, if you don’t believe me, just turn on the Jianghan City News and see for yourself."

Lan Gang immediately turned on the police station’s TV and switched to the Jianghan News Channel.

"Pfft!"

The moment he saw the massive sea of people, densely packed with no empty space, he spat out his tea.

This brat wasn’t lying.

With such a massive crowd, he wouldn’t even doubt it if there were 100,000 people present.

His face turned serious.

With such a high number of attendees, if no one maintained order and a stampede occurred, the consequences would be disastrous. Even the Jianghan City Police Department would have to take responsibility.

"Stay put. I’ll bring a team over to control the crowd right now!"

Since they had just solved a major murder case, the police department was relatively free at the moment.

With additional support from the armed police, they could gather enough manpower to handle the situation.

Rose Bay Plaza.

When Chen Shuyi and Li Jiaming arrived, they were shocked by the overwhelming crowd.

Chen Shuyi’s expression turned odd. "I think I remember now… When Qi Lin did that interview, he mentioned hosting a Lobster Food Festival. Did he call me here to help him?"

Seeing the insane popularity of Qi Lin’s festival, Li Jiaming’s face darkened.

With a hint of jealousy in his voice, he said, "What Lobster Food Festival? He just used the news interview as free advertising!"

"Lobsters are dirty and look unappetizing. Once the audience tastes them, they’ll definitely be disappointed and leave. Some might even throw things in protest."

Chen Shuyi didn’t listen to his rant. Instead, her beautiful eyes focused on the VIP seating area at the front of the stage.

That row of seats was reserved for influential business figures from Jianghan City, specially invited to taste the lobsters.

It was Qi Lin’s idea.

If Chen Shuyi wasn’t mistaken, one of the people sitting there was Li Jiaming’s mother—Yan Yan!

"Jiaming, look closely—isn’t that your mom?"

Chen Shuyi pointed at Yan Yan’s seat and asked.

"Uh… looks like her."

Li Jiaming’s face turned black the moment he saw her.

His mom had crashed her car earlier, and when he called to check on the new car, she scolded him and hung up.

He assumed she had gone back to work, but here she was—attending Qi Lin’s event?!

This was his enemy’s food festival!

What was she doing there? Was she showing support for Qi Lin?

"No way, I have to go ask her what’s going on."

"Shuyi, come with me."

Li Jiaming turned to Chen Shuyi.

But she shook her head. "I still don’t know how to face your mom yet. You should go by yourself."

Li Jiaming didn’t want to pressure her.

"Alright, just wait here. I’ll be back soon."

After saying that, he squeezed through the crowd toward the VIP section.

Not long after Li Jiaming left, Chen Shuyi felt a gentle tap on her shoulder.

"Shuyi, you’re my honored guest today. Why are you standing here?"

Qi Lin looked at her with a teasing smile.

Chen Shuyi sighed helplessly.

There were over 50,000 people here, and she was standing among the crowd, yet Qi Lin still managed to find her.

Did he have a magnet attached to her or something?

"Come with me to the front row. Once the lobsters are ready, you’ll be one of the first to try them."

Qi Lin took her delicate hand and gently pulled her forward.

Chen Shuyi’s cheeks flushed, and she quickly pulled her hand back.

"I-I’d rather not. I don’t like crowds."

She didn’t even know how to face Qi Lin right now.

She was supposed to be with Li Jiaming, yet her first kiss had gone to Qi Lin.

And last night, she had even dreamed about him kissing her.

Seeing her hesitate, Qi Lin’s expression darkened slightly.

"You know my personality. If you don’t want me to carry you there, then walk on your own."

Chen Shuyi: "…"

Blushing, she sighed and quietly followed Qi Lin to the front row.

Since she wasn’t a high-profile business figure, she couldn’t sit with the VIPs.

"You can stand by the stage. I’ll bring you some lobster later."

After giving instructions, Qi Lin quickly left, too busy to wait for her response.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the First Huaxia Lobster Food Festival! I now declare the festival officially open!"

"Now, let’s welcome our hosts—Chairman Qi Feng of Tianlin Aquaculture Group, General Manager Fang Yuanyuan, and Young Master Qi Lin—to strike the ceremonial gong and begin the festivities!"

The host’s booming voice silenced the crowd.

All eyes turned toward the stage.

Fang Yuanyuan, Qi Lin, and Qi Feng lifted the mallet together.

"CLANG!"

With a deafening gong sound, the First Huaxia Lobster Food Festival officially began.

Jianghan TV and Chusheng TV were broadcasting the event live, bringing this feast to viewers who couldn’t attend in person.

After the gong ceremony, Qi Lin immediately gave the chefs their orders.

"Start seasoning the garlic-flavored lobsters!"

At Qi Lin’s command, under the stunned gazes of the audience, hundreds of kilograms of minced garlic, several tons of fresh lobsters, and an overwhelming variety of seasonings were dumped into an enormous copper pot.

Visual marketing was a strategy that would never go out of style.

People were used to adding seasonings at home little by little, but now they watched as entire barrels of ingredients were poured in all at once.

A crane lifted a massive iron bucket filled with several tons of lobsters over the copper pot. Then, more than a dozen muscular men tightened their grips, flipped the bucket over, and sent the lobsters tumbling into the boiling pot.

Whether the lobsters were delicious or not was secondary—just the spectacle alone had the audience utterly mesmerized.

"Steam the lobsters."

Qi Lin smirked and gave his second order.

Immediately, dozens of strong men carried massive steamers, each with a diameter of two meters and stacked as high as a person. They placed them onto the blazing fire pits.

And there weren’t just one or two—there were ten of these massive steamers.

Sitting in the front row, Yan Yan had the best view, watching in fascination.

She had never imagined that a food festival—something usually dull—could be this entertaining.

And all of this was orchestrated by the very young man who had saved her life.

"Mom, why are you here instead of at home?"

Just then, an untimely voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Shh—!"

Seeing that it was her son, Li Jiaming, Yan Yan shot him a glare and motioned for silence.

Then, lowering her voice, she said, "Do I need your permission to go wherever I want? I should be asking you—what are you doing here?"

Li Jiaming sighed bitterly. "Shuyi wanted to check out this Lobster Food Festival, so I had to come with her. I don’t even get what’s so special about this ridiculous festival."

Hearing her son disparage the festival, a hint of displeasure flashed in Yan Yan’s eyes.

"Jiaming, how many times have I told you? Be humble and learn from those stronger than you. Even I don’t have the confidence to organize a festival this impressive. What right do you have to call it ‘ridiculous’?"

Hearing his mother praise Qi Lin’s festival, Li Jiaming felt like his head was about to explode.

He quickly changed the topic. "Mom, who did you give my car to? Without it, how am I supposed to impress Shuyi?"

Hearing that he was still worried about the car, Yan Yan felt a little annoyed.

She simply pointed at Qi Lin and said, "That handsome young man on stage saved me. I already gave the car to him."

"Him?"

"Mom, you’re not talking about Qi Lin, are you?"

Li Jiaming’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"You know Qi Lin?"

Yan Yan frowned slightly in confusion. She hadn’t mentioned Qi Lin’s name yet, so how did her son know?

Seeing her expression, Li Jiaming knew he had guessed correctly.

His fists clenched, and his eyes burned with rage.

"Of course I know him! He’s my greatest enemy—and my rival in love!"

Yan Yan: "…"

She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

The young man who saved her was the person her son hated the most?

"No way! That car belongs to our family. Why should he have it? I’m going up there to take it back!"

Li Jiaming stormed toward the stage.

But Yan Yan’s face turned icy cold.

"He might be your rival, but he’s your mother’s savior. I already said the car is his, and if you dare go up there to take it back, don’t blame me for losing my temper."

Li Jiaming hesitated.

Even though Yan Yan was only a little over ten years older than him, he was still somewhat afraid of her.

Hearing her warning, he clenched his fists in frustration but had no choice but to give up.

"Dammit! Why did Qi Lin have to be the one to save my mom?!"

Li Jiaming felt utterly miserable.

Meanwhile, on stage.

Qi Lin grinned and gave his final command.

"And now, it’s time for the main course—our signature dish at Tianlin Group: Braised Spicy Lobster!"

Like a banquet, steaming plates of spicy, fragrant lobsters were placed on the round tables beside the stage.

Visitors could grab a plate and eat as much as they wanted.

Fang Yuanyuan and Qi Feng watched the audience with anticipation.

This was the crucial moment.

If the lobsters were well received, word of mouth would help open up the market.

But then, an awkward problem arose.

Most people had never eaten lobsters before. They weren’t sure about the taste or if it was safe to eat.

Plus, lobsters had hard shells and little meat. Some were afraid they’d embarrass themselves if they didn’t know how to eat them.

Many had come because of Qi Lin’s viral interview, just to see the hype.

Just as Qi Lin predicted, if the atmosphere didn’t liven up, this festival could fail.

"Heh, what a joke! This so-called Lobster Festival is nothing but a publicity stunt. He just used news coverage to advertise his family business. Now, look—everyone’s just standing around, watching! He’s completely embarrassed himself!"

Below the stage, Li Jiaming sneered, feeling smug.

Unlike him, Yan Yan looked concerned.

She was worried but also hopeful.

Back when Qi Lin saved her, he was brave and resourceful.

She refused to believe that the young man she admired would let the festival end in failure.

He must have a plan to turn this around—right?

At that moment, on stage, Qi Lin saw his parents’ worried expressions—and laughed.

He walked to the Beetle, lifted a corner of the red cloth, and in front of the shocked audience, he ripped it off, revealing the brand-new car.

"Oh, I forgot to mention…"

"This Lobster Food Festival isn’t just about unlimited free lobsters. We’re also offering amazing prizes!"

"For example, this Volkswagen Beetle, worth 260,000 yuan!"

"I’ve hidden a prize ticket for this car inside one of the lobsters. If any lucky visitor finds it, they can come on stage and claim the car immediately!"

"But there’s one rule—every lobster you crack open, you must eat. No wasting food. If you throw food away, your ticket will be void."

This rule prevented people from mindlessly destroying lobsters just to find the ticket.

"Woahhh!"

The crowd erupted in excitement.

Most people’s monthly salaries were only 1,000 to 2,000 yuan—some even less.

A 260,000-yuan car was something they could never afford in their lifetime.

Now, not only were they getting free lobster, but they also had a chance to win a car?

Suddenly, everyone rushed to grab lobsters, filling the tables.

The butterfly effect took hold.

Moments ago, nobody dared to try the lobsters. Now, they were the hottest item.

Police officers on duty sweated as they struggled to maintain order.

At first, people only ate for the prize.

But after a few bites, their eyes widened in shock.

"Holy sh*t! This is incredible!"

"Wow—it’s spicy, but it’s amazing!"

"Damn, I never knew something that looked like a bug could taste this good!"

"Haha! I came just for the hype, but this turned out to be the best food I’ve ever had!"

Hearing the praise, Li Jiaming’s smug grin vanished.

His eyes trembled as he stared at Qi Lin, who was calmly smiling on stage.

"How…? How did that bastard pull this off?!"