At this time, Wang Yan's phone rang.

He took it out and answered the call: "Hello."

"Mr. Wang, I'm the owner of the online shop. Of the one million steamed buns you ordered, three hundred thousand have been delivered. They've already been delivered to you, and the truck will be here soon."

This voice came from the phone.

"Is that so!" Wang Yan's eyes turned slightly.

"I want to buy 500,000 more meat buns and 500,000 more roujiamo. Is that okay?"

A large number of antiques are going to be liquidated, so we have to improve the diet of the ancients. They can’t just eat steamed buns, they also have to eat baozi and roujiamo.

Mo Chunqiu and Song Jinli looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

What is he going to do by ordering 500,000 steamed buns and 500,000 roujiamo?

"Of course no problem, you're welcome anytime." The online shop owner naturally wouldn't object.

"That's it for now, ha."

Wang Yan hung up the phone and looked at Mo Chunqiu and Song Jinli.

"Excuse me, both of you. I have to get busy."

"How about this! I'll book a restaurant first and go there when I'm done."

Song Jin left and said, "You go ahead and do your thing. I'll book the restaurant."

"Little brother, let me ask you, why did you order so many steamed buns and roujiamo?"

Mo Chunqiu couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

Wang Yan casually replied, "Of course it's a donation for disaster relief."

"I never thought that at such a young age, you would actually be a philanthropist."

Mo Chunqiu's favorable impression of Wang Yan suddenly increased significantly, "It seems that I have made the right friend of yours."

Song Jinli also gave Wang Yan a thumbs up.

There was admiration in his eyes.

Wang Yan exchanged greetings and saw the two off from the villa.

After the two left, several large trucks loaded with steamed buns drove in.

While waiting for the workers to unload, I saw two pieces of paper scattered around the porcelain jar.

I picked it up and saw that it was a letter from Miss Tan, written in modern font.

Wang Yan looked at the contents of the letter, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile.