"Boss, I need to send something."
Chen Yang parked his car at the entrance, pushed the door open, and said to the middle-aged boss who was packing inside the shop.
The middle-aged boss, hearing a customer coming, quickly put down what he was doing and stood up.
"Sure, young man, what do you want to send?" the boss asked with a smile.
Chen Yang pointed to the wild oranges in the car: "I want to send some fruit to the provincial city, is that okay?"
"Sending fruit?" The mailing boss paused for a moment.
Obviously surprised, as he had never seen someone send such items before.
"Sending this kind of item is definitely doable, but young man, I have to remind you, our mailing charges are calculated by weight and volume. If you have a lot, it might not be very cost-effective," the boss thought for a moment and kindly reminded Chen Yang.
Chen Yang smiled: "No need to worry about that, as long as it can be sent, it's fine."
