Chapter 310: We Beg You, Sell It to Us

Chapter 310: Chapter 310: We Beg You, Sell It to Us

The tycoons who had rushed here from all over exchanged a glance, then suddenly accelerated, dashing toward the Mingzhu Milk Tea Shop for all they were worth!

"President Chen, I got here first! The first order is mine!"

"Brother Zhang, the Marquis promised a special reward for the first order. Don’t you dare fight me for it!"

In an instant, the twelve executive-level figures in Shangdu nearly came to blows.

In the end, it was President Chen of the Jianghe Group who won the prize.

He cupped his fists in gratitude. "Thank you, my brothers, for letting me have the first prize. I won’t take our Marquis’s reward for nothing. Thank you, thank you!"

President Chen excitedly walked toward the Mingzhu Milk Tea Shop.

Right in front of everyone, he respectfully presented a gold card. "Hello, I’m here to buy some milk tea!"

It took Song Mingzhu a long moment to react. She asked, trembling, "Sir, what flavor would you like? And how many cups?"

President Chen smiled. "Any flavor is fine. I’ll start with twenty thousand cups."

What?

Song Mingzhu nearly dropped the milk tea in her hand. "Sir, could you repeat that? Did you say two cups?"

"Twenty thousand cups!" President Chen respectfully put the card down. "I’ll pay now."

Song Mingzhu stood frozen on the spot, then quickly waved her hands. "You must be joking. Twenty thousand cups... I really can’t make that many."

’I couldn’t sell twenty thousand cups even if I worked hard for over half a year...’

But to her surprise, this President Chen from the Jianghe Group bowed again. "There’s no rush to make them. You can finish them whenever you’re able."

As he was speaking, Chairman Zhang of the Shangdu Linglong Commerce Association appeared behind him and put down his own gold card. "Hello, I’d like eighty thousand cups. I’ll pay now. Heh, you don’t even have to make them. It’s not like I can drink them all anyway!"

Song Mingzhu’s jaw dropped. She didn’t know what to say.

’Just like that... I have sales of a hundred thousand cups?’

’Am I dreaming?’

Meanwhile, President Chen and Chairman Zhang were still talking. "The quota the Marquis gave us isn’t that high. Brother Zhang, don’t buy them all up. Eighty thousand cups in one go is four times my order. What are the brothers behind us supposed to do?"

Chairman Zhang chuckled. "The Marquis said one million cups! The quota is real, so why should I hold back!"

From behind, Chairman Jiang of Shangdu Silver Dragon Trading rushed forward anxiously. "I’ll take eight hundred thousand cups!"

"Old Jiang, what do you think you’re doing?"

The rest of them hurried over, wiping away sweat, and grabbed Chairman Jiang. "Don’t pay yet! Share some of that eight-hundred-thousand-cup quota with us!"

They argued for a long time before finally splitting the quota, with each person getting a hundred thousand cups.

"Miss Mingzhu, here’s my card! Please hurry and swipe it. There’s no rush to make them. The milk tea itself doesn’t matter. Can you just complete this order first?"

Song Mingzhu was completely petrified.

What was happening right now was beyond her comprehension.

Just then, Qin Tianxuan walked over and took the card reader from the counter.

"Form a line. Starting with you, swipe your cards first, and I’ll write up the orders!"

One after another, the orders were written, and one after another, the gold cards were charged.

Orders for a total of one million cups of milk tea were all processed.

In just a few moments, Song Mingzhu’s account had received over ten million in revenue!

’This is a scene I wouldn’t even dare to dream of!’

After processing the last order, Qin Tianxuan looked at the blocked street. "If there’s nothing else, all of you get going. Clear the road!"

The group hurriedly clutched their receipts, bowed joyfully, and then left.

They had just left when another group of people arrived.

The subordinates from the God of Wealth Hall near Shangdu had arrived a bit late.

Qin Tianxuan turned and asked Mingzhu, "Are you still selling? This new group... it’ll take at least two million cups to get rid of them!"

Song Mingzhu tremblingly picked up her phone, her eyes dazzled by the transaction records inside.

"Brother Qin, something isn’t right about this. There has to be a problem! I can’t just blindly accept this money. We should close up shop right now!"

Song Mingzhu now felt that this huge sum of money was too hot to handle.

Qin Tianxuan smiled, then turned back around. "Sorry, everyone, but our shop is temporarily closed for business!"

The tycoons in this group, who had rushed over with great difficulty, all panicked.

They anxiously surrounded Song Mingzhu. "Miss Song, Miss Mingzhu! Please, we’re begging you, sell to us! We only need twenty thousand cups each! No, it has to be a hundred thousand! We all have quotas to meet!"

These tycoons, who usually lorded over the business world and dominated Shangdu, were now pleading like children.

Song Mingzhu rubbed her head. "You... what on earth are you all doing this for?"

The men desperately held up their gold cards, all clamoring at once.

Qin Tianxuan slammed his hand on the table. "What do you think you’re doing? All of you, stand straight! I’ll explain things to the Prince. Now, all of you, get lost!"

The group only breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

After pleading repeatedly, each of them still ended up buying one cup of milk tea, paid respectfully, and then backed away as they left.

One million and thirty-seven cups of milk tea!

The sales data slip was printed out, and the sales volume was automatically sent to the milk tea headquarters!

At this point, Manager Zhang and his subordinate, who were standing nearby, were completely and utterly dumbfounded.

"Manager Zhang, is this real?"

"Manager Zhang, I just saw several tycoons buy over a million cups of milk tea!"

Manager Zhang trembled, swallowing hard like a fool. "N-no, it’s not real. This is... this is..."

He couldn’t explain what this situation was either.

But his phone began to vibrate wildly.

It was a call from the corporate headquarters—the president’s office!

Manager Zhang jolted and answered the call.

"This is Hua Zhaoxing, the company president! You’re the one from the milk tea division... uh, Manager Zhang, is that right?"

"Ah! President Hua, yes, that’s me, that’s..." Manager Zhang’s voice cracked.

"Excellent. I just received a report that the Mingzhu Milk Tea Shop’s sales have surpassed one million cups in a single day. Are you nearby?"

A buzzing sound filled Manager Zhang’s head, and he forgot to reply.

As the group’s president, Hua Zhaoxing was very excited at this moment. "Send me your location. I’m heading to the Mingzhu Milk Tea Shop right now to personally commend this incredible franchisee!"

The call ended.

Manager Zhang was completely stunned.

Qin Tianxuan appeared in front of him at some point, his gaze sharp. "Well? Do the math yourself. How many times will you have to kowtow?"