"In any case, counting uncle, we should hire sixteen people. Without him, it's fifteen," Xue Yan summarized.
Fifteen?
"Do we need to hire that many people?" Liu Guixia exclaimed, her mouth wide open, "Do we really need that many, especially for delivering ice and selling popsicles? Aren't Wufu already selling popsicles, and don't your second and third brothers already deliver ice?"
