Ma Lu's WeChat group count had reached a whopping 21, with a continuous stream of people joining.
After creating the groups, he'd just send out stall notifications and chain messages about new products, promptly silencing the notifications.
But in reality, the groups were quite lively, with all sorts thrown together, some looking for racy images, others organizing outdoor trips, plenty posting ads, debating politics, hurling insults, even campaigning for their kids...
With no moderation, the groups were basically a chaotic mess.
Right now, Ma Lu was browsing Group 1 on WeChat, which, being one of the earliest, consisted mostly of Aerospace University students, creating a somewhat better atmosphere than the rest.
These past few days, the group was primarily focused on one topic.
And Ma Lu had remembered too, considering the time of year—it was November, indeed the very time for that.
