The director and assistant director exchanged looks.
"And there's our problem, isn't it?" The assistant director spread his hands.
"Both of your groups, hold on a moment. I'll talk to the village chief and see if we can transfer some stock from the other groups or add some more."
After hanging up, the director left the room to discuss with the village chief whether they could add more fruit.
The elderly village chief had been sitting in his courtyard the whole time, his gaze fixed on the hill behind the village. He feared the fruit wouldn't sell and the villagers would be disappointed.
When the elderly village chief heard the director's request, he stepped forward excitedly and clasped the director's hand. "It's-it's all sold out? You're not pulling my leg, are you?"
The elderly village chief's voice trembled, his face full of disbelief. It had barely been any time at all.
"Of course. You have to have faith in us! In fact, we might not even have enough to sell right now." Smiling, the director steadied the elderly village chief before him.
"We still have plenty of fruit, but we might not be able to ship it today or tomorrow. Could we ship it the day after tomorrow?" the elderly village chief asked worriedly after calming down.
"All right, we'll give it a try." The director nodded in understanding. After all, the fruit was picked fresh before being shipped.
The director briefly explained the situation to the staff responsible for Xu Wang and Pei Yanchuan's group, as well as Gu Yunlan and Qin Huai's group.
When Xu Wang got the news, he was eating a lychee Pei Yanchuan had just peeled for him. Pei Yanchuan gently squeezed another lychee in his hand, and a crack opened in its crimson shell,