"......"
Looking at the words on the phone screen, Lin Bingyun pondered for a moment in her heart, then took out her phone, which was on silent mode, from her pocket, opened WeChat, and sent messages to several hotel managers, instructing them to prepare meat.
For the food of thousands of cats and dogs, it was absolutely impossible to ensure quality and quantity within two hours relying solely on the kitchen of one hotel. Therefore, they had to distribute the orders and then collect them centrally, with their own people personally delivering them to the designated location.
As to whether the other side accepted the orders or not, Lin Bingyun didn't need to consider that.
Even though it's a bit late now, if they pretend to be dead and don't help, there's no need to come asking about Lin's related business banquets and holiday gift orders in the future.
Anyway, if they're already dead, they might as well be buried in the ground!
