Under the escort of the staff, Luo Xiaoqian safely left the press conference and got into the business car downstairs.
The team’s phones started ringing one after another even while the car was on its way back to Emperor View.
"This is amazing!" Zhuo Yannan ended the call, "Guess who that was from, the sales manager!"
Everyone turned around excitedly at the news, "How many?"
Their responsibility was only for the promotional aspect; the sales team handled the sales figures, so a call from the sales manager meant numbers.
Zhuo Yannan stretched out his right hand, all five fingers extended.
"Five thousand?" Yu Tong asked softly.
Zhuo Yannan shook his head.
"It couldn’t be..." Xiao Zhou glanced at Luo Xiaoqian sitting in the front seat, "Five hundred, right?"
"Wrong!" Zhuo Yannan laughed, "Guess again?"
"Could it be..." Yu Tong clenched her fists, "Fifty thousand?!"
"Congratulations, you got it right!" Even Zhuo Yannan, who had been through numerous major cases, could not hide his excitement, "The sales manager just told me that since the start of the press conference, Middle Song, Ray Xun, and a few other companies have been calling in succession, and the total preorder volume has already exceeded fifty thousand, and... it is still growing!"
This news was undoubtedly extremely uplifting.


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