The five-meter-tall double doors were pushed open, revealing a bright silver mechanical interior.
Nian Shutong, without any reservations, took everyone on a tour of the sugar factory.
"This is the lollipop production line. Everyone can see that we use only fresh fruit, with no additives at all."
On the production line, peach after peach—fruits that were too expensive for most people to buy—were washed clean, mashed into a pulp, and then processed into peach-flavored lollipops.
[Boss, I want to eat that peach.]
[I don't need the peach; just give me the leftover scraps.]
[Same here.]
[I bought a peach, it was so delicious I didn't brush my teeth for a whole day.]
[The taste of the fruit is truly addicting.]
[How does Mr. Big even grow fruit that tastes so good?]
[Right, right, I thought the interstellar apples were really tasty, but after trying Mr. Big's fruits, I realized how ignorant I was.]
[I always feel like Mr. Big is running some kind of stealth ad campaign.]
