Chapter 4404 — Central Express
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"Please write your reply as soon as you can and give me a call. I'll be off." The courier nodded to Wu Chengtian and at once turned to leave.
"Wait a moment!" Startled, Wu Chengtian hurriedly caught hold of him.
"Is there something else?" The courier's manner was plainly wary now, and he had even instinctively shifted into a defensive stance. Clearly he had indeed taken Wu Chengtian for the sort of lunatic who might bite at any moment.
"Uh..." Wu Chengtian scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and asked, "Your company—what exactly is it, that you can send a parcel here all the way from Cloud Terrace Island?"
"We're Central Express. Haven't you heard of us?" The courier gave him a rather puzzled look.
"No, never heard of it," Wu Chengtian said, shaking his head. He had never shopped online, and no one would ever send him anything out of the blue, so naturally he had not.
But just because he had not heard of it did not mean others hadn't. In fact, Central Express was a courier service that had risen recently, and a formidable one at that.
Not only were its logistics channels swift and smooth, its delivery times far faster than other couriers, but its prices were exceedingly reasonable as well. Thus, in the space of a few short months since its founding, Central Express had swiftly captured the market; among the online-shopping crowd, there was scarcely a soul who had not heard of it.
"Well, Central Express hasn't been around long, but our market scale today is second to no top-tier courier. Our logistics network spans the world, and we handle a great deal of mail coming back from overseas—from plenty of small islands too, Hawaii and the like. This Cloud Terrace Island of yours I've never heard of, but I'd guess it's some little island somewhere too," the courier explained.
"Huh? Hawaii? What does that have to do with Cloud Terrace Island?" Wu Chengtian was left blinking in bewilderment, and it took him a good while to work it out: the courier had no idea at all what Cloud Terrace Island represented, and took it for some little island overseas.
"Sorry, I've never been to this Cloud Terrace Island of yours. But I'd imagine that's about the size of it," the courier said awkwardly.
"Does your company handle a lot of this kind of delivery? Are you in contact with Cloud Terrace Island?" Wu Chengtian probed, still unwilling to give up.
"That I couldn't say. I'm only a senior courier with Central Express. Normally I handle international mail and the delivery of some reply receipts—yours is a reply receipt," the courier said.
"Reply receipt?" Wu Chengtian paused a moment before recalling that, by the man's own account, a reply could indeed be sent within a month. He could not help asking, "Then this reply receipt you mention—where do you send it? Surely not back to the sender's address?" (To be continued...)