At 2 p.m., the live streaming room opened again.
As for that, the fans were quite calm—what else could they do?
[Starting a live stream on the afternoon of September 30th, it's hard not to suspect that the month's streaming time quota hasn't been met.]
[I won't allow you to talk about the host like that, I've calculated carefully, he's only half an hour short.]
[No way, you guys even keep track of the live stream time so precisely? Host, are you selling sauce today or not?]
[Selling sauce selling sauce selling sauce selling sauce...]
[The Eleven holiday has already started, and the sauce isn't sold yet... It's not going to be postponed until New Year's, right?]
[Brother Lianjie, I'm asking you for the last time: Are you selling sauce or not? If not, I won't come for the whole month.]
Zhang Yanping was silently watching the barrage of messages, at this moment, he let out a huge sigh of relief.
