Jiang Qingli returned to the merchandise pick-up area, but the line had already dispersed.
Two girls were standing there, sighing. When they saw Jiang Qingli approach, they kindly warned her, "Hey, we got here too late. There's nothing left... That was the last batch..."
"That damn company, making such good-looking merch in such small quantities! And it's limited edition!"
After listening to the two curse out Baili Jing's management agency for a while, Jiang Qingli waved them goodbye and went to find Xie Youchen, who was waiting not far away.
The young man was standing in front of a claw machine. He skillfully maneuvered the joystick and easily snagged a prize.
A fluffy doll dropped from the prize chute, and an envious, excited "Wow—" came from beside him.
A little girl stood nearby, tears on her face, looking up at Xie Youchen with adoration. "Mister, you're so good at this!"
"Mm," Xie Youchen said, handing her the doll he was holding. "Here you go."
