Is that shop owner from the county town here to restock ice?

"Mr. Lin, I'm here to get some more ice." The man looked embarrassed.

He heard about what happened last night and felt ashamed.

"Mr. Huo, this edible ice might cause diarrhea," Lin Ziyan said calmly.

"I'm sorry, the ice factory wanted some that day, so I gave them a piece of edible ice."

"I never expected that he would ask a relative to do it, and then an accident would happen." The man kept apologizing and even asked the driver to put a lot of seafood in the yard.

Seeing his expression, Lin Ziyan gave a light snort, "Mr. Huo, are you here to sign a contract today?"

Boss Huo's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took out the contract and handed it to Lin Ziyan.

"I consume a lot of edible ice every month, even in winter."

"You don't need to lower the price anymore, consider it my apology to you."

Lin Ziyan raised an eyebrow slightly after reading the contract.

The contract was already stamped; it was from a famous hotel in Fuzhou, no wonder they needed so much ice.

Without hesitation, she took out a pen from her pocket, signed her name, then went into the room, got an inkpad, and pressed her fingerprint on it.

Boss Huo's eyes lit up; this made things much more professional.

He hadn't expected that the little girl in front of him would even know this.

"Are you going to take away the first batch of ice now?" Lin Ziyan asked, washing her hands which had red marks on them.

"Do you have that much ice?" Boss Huo asked eagerly.

"Have the driver help move it, it'll be faster."

"This is thermal insulation foam cloth prepared for you."

Lin Ziyan took a large black plastic bag from a small room and handed it to him.

Boss Huo, "..."

We were prepared in advance?