The ancestor put in a lot of effort to open the spiritual channel for this group of top students, finally coming up with the idea of gifting chips. Now, the whole internet is rushing to buy chips from this store; heard they are all sold out.
Bai Chuwei sighed, guessing that the owner of this chip store could probably laugh even in his dreams, getting famous nationwide without even running any ads, saving tens of millions in advertisement costs?
Hanhan might have emptied the warehouse of this chip store in Haicheng.
"What flavor do you like?"
Bai Chuwei answered, "…Spicy."
Not far away, a staff member was shouting, "Everyone can gather in the canteen for dinner."
Xue Qiu's blue eyes lit up, his chubby little short legs running towards the canteen, "I'm going to eat on behalf of the ancestor."
Anyway, the ancestor is fasting and doesn't need to eat; eating would just be pretending.
