"Dong dong~"
The property management's knocking sounded.
Ji Yun was also waiting for their visit.
He had long prepared bags of biscuit boxes, divided into many portions.
"Hello, we're from the property management." The female property manager with her hair tied up said, wearing a rose-shaped hairband.
This time, Ji Yun took the initiative to go out and engage in a friendly conversation with them.
"Leave this task to us, we'll go door to door to deliver these biscuit boxes," said the male property manager.
"It's fine, I'm with the Rescue Association. I'll accompany you to take stock of the supplies so later I can let the dispatch desk bring in more supplies for us. We need to understand the situation of each household, like which ones have babies, which ones have elderly people who need medicine, and any other sickness or special circumstances—the more detail, the better," Ji Yun said.
