Li Lan spoke with a smile, and the already noisy hall became even livelier. Some insisted on canceling their memberships, while others, naturally, chose to stay.
As Li Lan finished speaking, another group of uniformed personnel entered right on cue, the bright '315' on their arms dazzling everyone. These were anti-counterfeit officers. "Who is the shop owner?" a middle-aged man among them, distinguished by a balding, crescent-moon-shaped head, bellowed as he strode into the hall. "We've received a report of counterfeit goods! Do you have any fakes here?"
"I am," Li Lan said, stepping forward and fixing the 315 representatives with a cold stare.
"Please come with us," one of them declared. "We suspect your products contain harmful substances that pose a serious danger to the human body."
