Yan Keke understood, "The price doesn't matter, I need to reserve the goods first. I'll have my dad tally up the order in a bit."
Zhenzhen was a bit dizzy, "It's only August, what's the rush?"
Fan Tianyu practically wanted to flick her forehead, "Customers buying mooncakes aren't anxious, but us selling mooncakes, how can we not be anxious? Plus, you have to pre-order half a month in advance—do you even know when the Mid-Autumn Festival is this year?"
Yan Keke pulled up the date for the Mid-Autumn Festival on her phone and showed it to Zhenzhen, "October 3rd, and today is August 10th. That means it's less than two months away."
