The burly crime boss opened his mouth wide and, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, stuffed the dark red True Red Meiling strawberry into his mouth, instantly conquered by the rich aroma of strawberries.
"Honestly speaking," he said, mouth full, still mumbling as he explained, "naturally ripe ones taste amazing!"
"A hint of tartness blends into the rich, sweet flavor, no wonder it's loved for making desserts, truly delicious!"
"With this level of ripeness, there's no way it could be shipped. Everyone, just imagine you've eaten it."
The barrage of comments went wild—
[Quit! Quit! Quit!]
[What kind of heartless person is this]
[Damn! Every bite you take, my mouth waters too]
[Don't just compare, why don't you sell it, have you ever sold from your own farm?]
[I don't hear you, I don't hear you, I don't hear you]
[Big brother of the underworld only knows how to deceive, how do you know it will spoil if you don't ship it? Send it here and let us try!]
