The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 883 - 882. Roasted bird eggs

"Manager, I remember the presale page has only been open for less than two hours, right?"

The junior employee took a while to find his voice, but still could not accept the reality laid out before his eyes.

"Yes, you’re right."

The voice of the head of sales was as ethereal as that of the junior employee, clearly unable to come to terms with the numbers on the page either. But it was this response that jolted his thoughts back to reality, which had already drifted away.

"Something’s not right, there must be a mistake somewhere, get me in touch with the IT department!"

The presale channel had only been open for two hours and had already reached over 2 million orders. What’s more miraculous was that nearly 4 million bottles of Scar Removal Ointment had been reserved in total. What did this mean? It meant that on average, each customer purchased two bottles!

This was completely impossible, something must be wrong!

Even the sales manager, a big-shot who had seen all the ups and downs, was stunned by the number of orders in front of him.

Upon hearing his boss’s orders, the junior employee stood up swiftly; the moment his bottom left the office chair, he dashed towards the IT department, completely forgetting the much faster methods of online or telephone communication.

Ten minutes later, the junior employee returned, his facial expression quite peculiar.

"What did IT say, is the e-commerce platform glitching? When can it be fixed?"

"No,"

"What do you mean no? I’m asking you when it can be fixed."

The processing plant is waiting for the specific presale orders!

"I mean... the e-commerce backend is not broken at all. The IT department says it’s running perfectly fine."

The junior employee felt that today was just too upsetting. Who could have expected that he would stand in front of the female colleague he had been secretly in love with for a whole year for a full ten minutes, just to repeatedly confirm this fact? The girl even answered with impatience!

"?"

The sales manager paused, his gaze once again falling on the webpage in front of him, the order quantity displayed was still the same as ten minutes earlier. After another refresh with the mouse, the presale orders jumped from 2.10 million to 2.36 million, and the quantity from 3.92 million bottles to 4.29 million.

If there wasn’t a glitch on the page, then that means... these numbers are real, for real?

At this moment, both were unsure whether the shock brought on by a possible glitch or the tremendously high volume of sales was greater.

"...Manager? What do we do now?"

"Notify the processing plant to start mass production."

"What about the exact amount?"

"As much as they can process!"

***

The next morning, the fiery red sun, like a mischievous child, did a few bounces on the eastern horizon and finally rose, marking the birth of a new day.

While the sales personnel at Cloudscape Pharma repeatedly confirmed a presale number that was overwhelming for them, 50 trainees deep in the Northwest were gradually waking up to a new day.

Under a big tree, Ren Xiazhi rubbed his sleepy eyes and stretched, and the moment he opened them, he saw several ping-pong-sized eggs in front of him and sniffed vigorously, catching a faint scent in the air.

"What’s this?"

"Bird eggs, just roasted."

Tang Shu scraped out three more from a pile of ashes and gave them to Zhou Daniu, who had just woken up. The branch used to scrape out the bird eggs still had a few sparks.

Great, roasting eggs didn’t require any culinary skills at all.

While silently congratulating himself, Tang Shu put the peeled eggs of unknown birds into his mouth.

"Let’s eat. We’ll set off after a few minutes of rest."