Super Zoo

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The night grew deep, and Li Lei was still hunched over his desk, intently working through problems, preparing for tomorrow's midterm exam.

"Son, it's getting late, if you're tired, go to sleep," Li Lei's mom pushed the door open and, glancing at the clock on the wall which had already struck twelve, said with a touch of heartache, "Don't stress too much about the exam results, don't ruin your health over it!"

"No, Mom, I'm not sleepy! I want to keep studying!" Li Lei turned his head and replied, not the slightest bit fatigued, his spirits high.

"You're just like your dad, so stubborn. You've been doing math problems since noon, for twelve hours straight, how can you not be tired?! Listen to your mom, go to sleep now!"

"Mom, I'm really not sleepy! Look, what is this?!" Li Lei pulled out a bottle of liquor from under the desk like a magician and shook it at his mom.

"This is... Da Sheng Hundred! Fruit! Brew!" Li Lei's mom exclaimed in astonishment.

"Correct, this is the legendary Da Sheng Hundred! Fruit! Brew!"

Li Lei unscrewed the cap and guzzled down several big gulps, instantly feeling refreshed. He wiped his mouth and loudly declared, "Ever since I had Da Sheng Hundred Fruits Brew, Mom, you don't have to worry about my studying at all!"

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At 5:30 in the morning, just as the sky was beginning to lighten with a hint of dawn, Han Meimei's alarm clock blared loud and clear.

"Ah, so annoying, absolutely cannot sleep in the morning, absolutely cannot get up in the morning..." Han Meimei mumbled groggily, pulling the covers over her head in frustration.

Like all young office workers, Han Meimei was full of untapped potential but lacked the courage to get up. Every morning before she climbed out of bed, she had to wage a fierce psychological battle.

"Stop sleeping, honey, you have an interview today!" In the end, Li Lei didn't end up with Han Meimei; instead, the man lying beside her, her boyfriend, vigorously shook her shoulders to wake her up.

"Mmm mmm mmm, ten minutes, no, five minutes, just let me sleep three... min... utes..." She murmured before drifting off again.

Seeing Han Meimei sleeping like a log, her boyfriend's eyes flashed with determination and a hint of brutality, "I have to use the ultimate move! It's just a bit expensive..."

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of Da Sheng Pure Brew from under the bed and poured it down Han Meimei's mouth.

Han Meimei's eyes popped open, and like a robot powered by electricity, she leaped out of bed, "Ah! What time is it! Damn it, why didn't you wake me up! I'm doomed, I have an interview today!"

Two minutes later, Han Meimei was fully dressed and ready to go. The sound of her high heels echoed down the hallway as she walked away.

"With Da Sheng Liquor, no more worries about a girlfriend lazy as a pig!"

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"Bingbing, it's been a while!" In a high-end beauty salon in the capital, a flamboyantly dressed beautician, with his fingers elegantly curved, spoke in an androgynous tone with a peculiar emphasis.

Since her debut, Bingbing had never quite understood one thing: why were all the great beauticians gay? Could it be because they dealt with beauties from the entertainment industry every day, leading to aesthetic fatigue that made them prefer men?

But who gives a shit! Bingbing thought to herself with an internal curse, as long as the beautician's skills were good enough.

After lying down, the beautician quickly applied a thick layer of mud-like substance on Bingbing's face and, while massaging her facial acupoints with slender fingers, gossiped: "Bingbing, your Brother Niu came here for a health treatment yesterday. He's been looking quite frail lately…"

Who cares! Bingbing rolled her eyes inwardly, changing the subject, "Tomy, I'll come in next week for a sheep placenta injection."

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"Ugh, my name is Marry now!" the beautician cooed, then her hands fluttered chaotically like clappers of a pellet drum, her expression dramatically exaggerated, "Stop with the placenta injections already, every time you do it, you get an allergic reaction for days, and it just breaks my heart to see..."

Like it's any of your business! Bingbing retorted impatiently, "So what am I supposed to do? I have movies to shoot. You charge an arm and a leg here; if I don't act, where am I going to get the money to pay you?"
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"Of course, there's a way, look!"

The beautician produced a large bottle as if by magic and flaunted it in front of Bingbing, "Ta-da-da-dah!"

Ta-da-da-dah, my ass! Bingbing almost cursed out loud but held back, "What is this stuff?!"

"A miraculous red wine, Da Sheng Hundred Fruits Brew! With this, your beautiful face will have the most intimate protection. Drink a cup every day, and you won't need to inject all those messy chemicals anymore!"

Bingbing couldn't hold back anymore; Da Sheng? What are you, a buffoon sent by the Monkey King?

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"Boss, boss, this is bad, we need more Da Sheng Liquor, and fast!" the young clerk shouted into the phone.

On the other end, the supermarket owner was surprised, "Didn't we just stock up on a dozen bottles this morning?"

"They sold out as soon as we opened the doors! Now there's a mob outside, accusing us of discriminating against customers, of unequal treatment, because we won't sell them the Da Sheng Liquor."

"Where am I supposed to get it from! There's only so much Da Sheng Liquor on the market, and I only got these few bottles thanks to a connection! The hell is wrong with the owner of Great Sage Liquor Industry? Such a fantastic wine, and they only produce a few thousand bottles? That's nothing!"

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All of the above are fabricated, and if it happens to correspond with reality… that would really be too unfortunate.

No matter how good Da Sheng Liquor is, it's certainly not a stimulant, and the diluted water of the mythical deity Tai Sui couldn't possibly have such effects. The content mentioned above is actually just web stories.

Although there are no such exaggerated effects, stories do stem from real life, and these stories do illustrate the popularity of Da Sheng Liquor from one perspective.

With the help of an unexpectedly hot trend, after the press conference, orders for Great Sage Liquor Industry flew in like snowflakes, not just from Yangchuan City but from all over the province and even the country, and even Seibel from France specifically ordered a small batch for his private restaurants in Paris.

The ten tons of sample liquor produced earlier were already bottled and given priority to the local market. But that was clearly nowhere near enough, and the whole factory was now running at full tilt.

According to Zhao Yun's preliminary calculations, even with the factory working at full capacity to produce a million tons per year, it would barely meet market demand.

Based on current capacity, the factory was projected to generate a net profit of about twenty to twenty-five million a year for Suming's share.

And unlike an amusement park in a zoo, as long as the quality is maintained, the reputation will continue to grow, and sales will only increase. Of course, that's assuming the factory can produce enough wine.

"I suddenly feel like money has just turned into a bunch of numbers," Suming said somewhat dazed.

"You're getting ahead of yourself there. A top-of-the-line luxury car could eat up your entire year's income," Zhao Yun laughed, "But hey, it's still quite an achievement for someone your age. After making money, have you thought about taking another trip to Xiangjiang? It's a shopping paradise, after all! One trip, and I guarantee you'll come back feeling like money is never enough."

"Absolutely going!" Suming slapped his thigh emphatically, "What's the use of having money if you don't splurge?!"