Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The ten representative teams were like crazed, embodying the slogan of the Jian Nanchun team, "Aim at the southeast, never cease fighting."

And sitting in the guest seats, Chairman Zhang Jiachen was dumbfounded. What was going on? Weren't they all supposed to come together to take down Longteng Liquor Industry's Wu Long Drunk? How had an internal conflict started first?

Vice-Chairman Zhang Haidong patted Zhang Jiachen on the shoulder, "Don't overthink it, this is the true spirit of our baijiu."

"After drinking our liquor, you can walk before the gates of hell; after drinking our liquor, not even thousands of troops could make you flinch; after drinking our liquor, you could strut alongside the pheasants of Mount Haonan."

Zhang Haidong sneered proudly. That's what passion is, isn't it? Otherwise, what's the point in selling baijiu? Might as well sell soft drinks. Sure, they won't get you drunk, but there's no passion there.

Zhang Jiachen had a moment of clarity. That's right, that's the best interpretation of baijiu, damn it! How could he forget something like that? He had truly failed his reputation.

"Friends, don't be afraid. This is a unique expression in our baijiu industry, full of enthusiasm and passion, and it's the best interpretation of our baijiu."

"So, we should cheer them on, cheer them on! Fight to the death!"

"Damn, grab a stool, kick his head, give him a 'Monkey Steals the Peach'; how can you be so dumb, **** it!"

All the spectators witnessed this passionate battle. Ten minutes later, the floor was a mess, with members of the representative teams lying on the ground, wailing.

At that moment, someone quietly ran up to the host's stage and whispered a few words to the host.

The host immediately perked up, "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the representative team of Longteng Liquor Industry. Wu Long Drunk, under the banner of Longteng Liquor Industry, is now the undisputed uncrowned king!"

"With sales volumes skyrocketing at a frightening pace these past few months, they've seen sustained popularity, and their reputation is excellent!"

"Any baijiu under Longteng Liquor Industry has garnered great acclaim. So, it can be said that Longteng Liquor Industry almost represents the new generation of kings."

"And now, here in our venue, they'll engage in the fiercest battle for supremacy with the top ten famous liquors!"

"Now, please welcome the Longteng Liquor Industry representative team!"

With a booming soundtrack, the confident Longteng Liquor Industry representative team, led by Ye Ling, Chen Hua, and Ye Wudao, walked in.

Once Ye Ling entered, looking down at the ten representative teams lying on the ground, he couldn't help but sneer in contempt. Just then, a reporter suddenly rushed over.

"Sir, I'd like to ask, why doesn't Longteng Liquor Industry have a slogan or an oath?"

The reporter, holding a microphone, was full of doubt; slogans and oaths were excellent ways to boost morale, so how could they be lacking?

Ye Ling shook his head with a slight smile, "You're telling me I need a slogan for these losers? What a joke."

"Hey, who are you calling a loser, damn it? Don't you have any manners? Just because you came last, you think you're the boss? Would you believe I could beat you so hard you'd be looking for your teeth on the ground?"

"Who are you talking about? Let me tell you, it's them who are the losers. Our Xifeng representative team emerged with only minor injuries in a dominant battle, now ranked number one!"

"Pfft, you gotta be kidding me, the Xifeng representative team? I hereby declare war on you!"

"War it is, I'm not afraid of you. When the east wind blows and the war drums sound, who the hell am I afraid of? You've got guts, come at me, I'll kick your balls until they burst!"

"Ah shit, my temper really does flare up. You really must have a death wish, huh? Bro, come on, let's have a go. If I ignore you, you might actually start thinking you're a big shot."

Ye Ling pointed at the crowd that had just started infighting and laughed at the reporters, "See? I haven't even lifted a finger, and they're already down. Nothing here worth my full attention."

After he spoke, Ye Ling gave a disdainful smile and then sat back down. Many people at the event were impressed by Ye Ling's wit and gave him a mental thumbs-up, but a few held different opinions.

"Longteng Liquor Industry really has no shame. He didn't lift a finger? Bullshit, it's not like they were knocked down by him."

"Right, right, but it seems like a fact that these people are lying on the ground. Looks like Longteng Liquor Industry is getting a bit cocky."

"Bullshit facts. Didn't you hear the chairman say that this is the unique charm of spirits? Wu Song drank three kilograms of it and even dared to sleep with Pan Jinlian."

"A mouse after drinking our liquor would have the guts to go around the world looking for a cat. That's what you call style, you know shit about it."

"I wonder how much you can drink, big brother, you seem to have a deep and mystical understanding."

"Oh, I dare not boast. Three and a half kilograms of spirits, and as for beer, pour away. That's what you call a state of enlightenment. Learn a bit so you won't embarrass yourself when you step outside, bringing shame to the spirits community."

"Alright, alright, the competition between the top ten famous liquors and Longteng Liquor Industry officially begins now!"

The host coughed, gestured grandly, and the dozens of delegation members lying on the ground all got up, each sustaining various degrees of injury.

"Now let's officially start our competition. Please, our staff, use the wine pourers to evenly distribute the different spirits into glasses, and give each of our guests and audience members a cup."

"For fairness, this time our competition will use the same type of glass, and no one knows which factory's liquor is in which."

"Then, after everyone has tasted the liquor, they will cast their votes in turn for the drink that tastes best to them, ultimately ranking our eleven types of spirits."

After the host finished speaking, a group of women dressed in traditional qipao, with sweet smiles, slowly walked out and took all the competing liquors away.

In no time at all, cups of clear liquor were carried out, and instantly, the entire room was filled with the fragrance of alcohol, the aroma wafting through the air.

The blend of different spirits' flavors not only failed to nauseate, but instead gave off the scent of flowers blooming in competition.

The guests and audience members sitting in the VIP section drooled at once, their eyes fixed on the qipao-clad beauties.

If no one were watching, these drunkards would likely have charged forward, pushed down the beauties as delicate as flowers, and seized the irresistible liquor.

Ye Ling, watching the spirits being served to everyone in turn, couldn't help but smile. After all, how could these old drink hounds not tell which distillery's drink it was?

Not to mention drinking, just a whiff would be enough for these old sots to blurt out the liquor's distillery and vintage.

Ten types of liquor were served. Everyone took a small sip from their one-coin-sized cup and instantly became spirited, their eyes gleaming with a green light, like hungry wolves.

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Today, all eleven distilleries were fighting for glory in front of so many people; naturally, they had put forward their best skills.

So, obviously none who came today were weak, all had laid their cards on the table, which indeed satisfied these drunks' craving, allowing them a feast to their heart's content.