Billionaire God of War

There was an uproar in the crowd. They didn't understand what Qin Min was talking about.

A few days ago, some imitations did surface and caused allergies in some people. There were even a few who suffered from poison in the product that caused their skin to rot and they were disfigured.

But Lin Group had already announced that they had nabbed the suppliers who made these fakes and passed them to the police to handle. So all the goods sold in the market now were all genuine. Lin Group was not going to allow any fakes to be sold.

But now someone was saying that there were fakes here?

"This is not the only store! That store, and that store too! More than half of this mall carries fakes!" Qin Min smiled coldly. "You don't believe me? I'll prove it!"

If Qin Min could prove that more than half of the products sold in this popular mall was fake, then the customers would really be upset.

They would vent their anger on Lin Group and blame Lin Group for allowing so many fakes to appear in the market. There would be nothing Lin Group could do about it.

Their credibility would instantly crumble.

There were many companies destroyed by imitation goods these days.

Qin Min immediately removed the packaging and yelled loudly, "Lin Group's products have an anti-counterfeit label, but so do the fakes. So from the outside, it's impossible to tell the difference."

to design this part such that the printing under the label was different from a genuine product and

laser coded, while imitations would have the same print stenciled on with low

around him to watch Qin Min's finger scratch at it. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt

Min's expression suddenly changed. He scratched hard at the printing but

the one you're holding is a genuine

one is real, but

to stop Qin Min because he recognized that

touch our items! These belong to the

but Qin Gang blocked his way

took a thick wad of cash out and threw it onto the counter. "I'm buying these

fakes than genuine products in the market now! Lin Group is doing this on purpose because they want to make more profit and they don't

try scratching the printing on your own bottles and see

watched as the sales assistant's face slowly paled. It was as if Qin Min had sentenced him to death and was enjoying his dying

crowd was persuaded and they all started to tear open the packaging to test for themselves

any of them was fake, they were going to thrash

jump about from anxiety. But neither of them

He stared hard at it because he was waiting to watch the