Reborn not to be a simp, the school beauty's whole family goes crazy

All kinds of locks, large and small, traditional and novel designs, are neatly hung on the wall.

It's as if they are telling the story of what they are each protecting.

However, at this moment, the shop entrance was completely surrounded by a crowd, with a cacophony of questions rising and falling.

"Boss, do you still have the cartridge for 'The Battle of Chu and Han'? I've searched all over Beijing, hoping to find it here."

A simply dressed young man, but with expectant eyes, asked anxiously.

The boss was sweating profusely, beads of sweat rolling down his face as he frantically rummaged through the shelves piled high with miscellaneous items.

While searching, she replied helplessly, "Oh dear, they're all sold out. We've had so many people asking about them these past few days."

"My back is killing me, and I can't find a single cassette tape in stock. I wish I could magically conjure up a few more."

A customer wearing reading glasses frowned, his face full of disappointment and anxiety: "I've been to several stores, but I've been to none of them."

"When are you going to get more stock? My grandson keeps asking to play this game, and he's about to get angry with me if I don't get more soon."

The shop owner smiled wryly and shrugged helplessly: "I also want to restock as soon as possible, but this is not something I can decide; I have to ask the distributor."

"I've been calling them non-stop these past few days, constantly urging them, but they haven't given me any definite answer."

Meanwhile, inside an electronics store in a bustling urban area.

The televisions in the store were arranged in a staggered manner, with various colorful images flashing on the screens, playing different programs.

But at this moment, this content, which usually attracts attention, is being ignored.

The customers' eyes were all fixed on the game cartridge section, as if it held an endless treasure trove.

"Boss, when will 'The Battle of Chu and Han' finally be available?"

“My child has been nagging me for this every day for several days now, and I’m so tired of hearing it.”

A mother, her brow furrowed, her face etched with helplessness and anxiety, sighed softly as she spoke.

The shop owner was busy introducing other game cartridges to another customer. When he heard the inquiry, he took a moment to reply, "I'm really sorry, I'm in a hurry too."

"This game is incredibly popular, how can my small electronics store keep up with the sales speed?"

"I just received a new batch of goods, and it was all sold out in the blink of an eye. I didn't even have time to react."

In a toy store filled with laughter, colorful toys piled up on the shelves, like a dreamy fairy tale world.

But at that moment, the crying of the children shattered this beautiful scene. A little boy was holding his mother's hand tightly.

Her face was flushed from crying, tears streaming down her face. "Mommy, I only want this 'Chu-Han Contention' game cartridge! I don't want anything else!"

The parent looked helpless and turned to the shop owner: "Boss, is this game really out of stock?"

"Why don't you try looking again? Once this child sets her mind on something, nothing can soothe her."

The shop owner spread his hands and gave a wry smile: "We're really out of stock. The kids have been snapping them up like crazy these past few days."

"When I first bought the goods, I never imagined it would be so popular. Now I regret not buying more; it's too late."

On a quiet street, inside a watch shop, the clock ticks rhythmically, as if recording the passage of time.

However, the melodious chimes couldn't drown out the customers' eager inquiries about game cartridges.

"Boss, when will the game 'Chu-Han Contention' arrive? I've been waiting for days, running to your place every day, my legs are about to break."

A young man wearing a hat asked expectantly.

The boss adjusted his glasses, a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "I'm also waiting for news from the distributors; this game is just too popular."

"I sell watches, and I originally planned to sell some game cartridges on the side to join in the fun, but I didn't expect it to become so popular that I can hardly keep up with the demand."

"It's really unpleasant to be out of stock; you can only worry helplessly."

Inside the bustling supermarket, people come and go in the spacious store, and the goods are displayed in a dazzling array.

A crowd had gathered in front of the supermarket counter, all focused on the game cartridge section.

"The supermarket is so big, can't you stock more 'Chu-Han Contention' cartridges? Look here, so many people want to buy them, but no one can."

A middle-aged man frowned, complaining with a face full of dissatisfaction.

While busy organizing the goods, a supermarket employee responded, "We'd like to stock more too."

"There are only a few supply channels, and now there is a shortage of goods everywhere."

"We've reported this to the suppliers countless times, but the supply just can't meet the demand. There's really nothing we can do."

In their helplessness and anxiety, the shop owners picked up their slightly worn landline phones and dialed the numbers of cartridge game distributors.

"Hey Lao Zhang, this is Lao Li from the locksmith shop. When are you finally going to restock my 'Chu-Han Contention' cartridge?"

"My customers are practically tearing my shop apart. They come and nag me every day, and I'm about to be driven crazy by their insults."

The locksmith's voice trembled with anxiety.

The distributor, Lao Zhang, was also extremely anxious on the other end of the phone.

He replied helplessly, "Old Li, I'm in a tough spot too. My inventory is almost empty, so empty that mice can run around in it."

"I've been urging 361°C for the past few days; my phone bill is almost out of credit, but their production also needs time."

The electronics store owner also dialed the number: "Hey, Lao Zhang, this is Xiao Wang from the electronics store."

"The game 'The Battle of Chu and Han' has been out of stock for days. What's wrong with you distributors? Hurry up and ship it to me; I'm about to lose my business."

Old Zhang hurriedly explained, his voice tinged with exhaustion: "Xiao Wang, it's not that I don't want to ship, it's just that we really don't have any stock. We've been urging 361 Company like crazy."

"Their customer service lines are ringing off the hook, but even the most skilled cook can't cook without ingredients; they still have to follow the production process."

In the office of distributor Lao Zhang, the telephone rang incessantly, like a rapid drumbeat, never stopping for a moment.

He frantically dealt with one order after another from shop owners, his forehead covered in sweat, his face etched with exhaustion and helplessness.

Unable to cope any longer, he quickly dialed 361job's number.

"Hello, is this 361 Company? This is distributor Lao Zhang. Your game 'Chu-Han Contention' is incredibly popular."

"Now all the shops in Beiping are out of stock, and the whole market is in chaos."

"Could you please send more people to produce, or produce more goods next time and supply us with more stock?"

“It’s always like this. If this keeps up, these shop owners will eat me alive.”