After purchasing the portable pocket-sized mobile toilet, Zhao Rong said to the three young women, "Alright, I'm going to count. When I get to three, the package will be delivered to our floor..."
Hearing Zhao Rong's fantastical claim, Lili said doubtfully, "Zhao Rong, could it really be that magical? We're on the east side of the fifth floor in Dormitory One at Xijing City Women's University..."
Yu Lan also thought Zhao Rong was exaggerating. "Zhao Rong," she said, unconvinced, "have you looked at the time? It's already eleven at night. What kind of courier is still working at this hour instead of sleeping? They'd be dead tired."
Xuelian, watching a bat fly down the corridor, mused, "Zhao Rong, don't tell me Paradise Shopping Cart is sending a bat to deliver our package..."
Hearing Xuelian's words, Zhao Rong immediately started counting aloud, "One, two, three... delivery's here!"
Before he could finish, a bat flew over his head and spoke. "Hello, are you Zhao Rong?"
