After making the arrangements, Chun felt somewhat relaxed as he returned to the camp and said to Fan, "Dad has called in the troops. Though I couldn't get ten thousand, a few hundred will be here by lunchtime, so go tell them."
Fan trembled all over, but was still disappointed, "Only a few hundred?"
Chun grumbled, "Are you kidding? Ten thousand is for flattening Jiangdong. Just a few hundred in the suburbs is enough to block everything!"
Fan was finally excited, "Great, I'll go tell them right away!"
Xiaoqin was shocked, "Did you really call them?"
Chun gave an awkward smile, "Just consider it a holiday marketing event. Everyone can have some fun."
Xihan's dad, who was playing with a tablet nearby, genuinely showed respect, "Mr. Ding, you're really remarkable. Even with just a small startup like our half-year-old company competing amid larger delivery giants, it's evidently not ordinary!"
Holy Shit, did I just run into an insider?
