It was almost noon, and the FoxTao members started heading downstairs to the cafeteria one after another.
After Chen Yansen finished reviewing the product selection list Zhang Yifeng had sent, he looked up and noticed only three customer service reps were left on duty on the second floor. He patted his stomach and ambled out.
It was the peak lunch rush. Xue Lin Road and Xuehai Road were teeming with vibrant university students. Unfortunately, as late autumn had arrived, the number of girls in short skirts and stockings was dwindling.
"Someone fainted! Can anyone help?"
A girl's startled cry suddenly came from up ahead, and the surrounding crowd descended into chaos.
Chen Yansen heard the commotion, glanced over casually, and planned to walk around it.
'University students, what can you do?' he thought. 'Fast forward a decade or so, and who would dare be this enthusiastic to help?'
