Zone 2, Yan Family.
The Family Head of the Yan Family, Yan Yuan, was sighing heavily, sitting on the sofa, occasionally glancing at the Light Computer.
"When will there be any news?"
"Dad, you have to give people time to react. You only sent the email last night," Yan Yuan's eldest daughter, Yan Yue, who is also Liu Cheng's mother, rolled her eyes unabashedly beside him.
Now he was anxious—what was he doing earlier?
Last night, when Fu Yunhe didn't sell fine salt in his livestream, Yan Yuan started to worry. He had thought of waiting another day or two.
"Ah! It's all my fault, I saw the goods and still thought of waiting..."
"You have a new email."
The emotionless mechanical voice of the broadcaster interrupted Yan Yuan's ramble, his arms outstretched as if trying to stop someone.
"Don't move! No one move!" Yan Yuan opened the Light Computer himself, checked his emails, and his face lit up with joy upon seeing the first one.
