Chapter 52 Freight Company 1 (This should still be reported to the police)

After settling the accounts, Yunxin rested at home for two days.

Originally, I planned to invite Xiao Wei out to play, but considering that if the two of them went on vacation, everyone else in the neighborhood would have to go through a tribulation, I eventually gave up the idea.

Just then, another company sent her a job offer.

After reviewing the application, Yunxin felt she was qualified and went for the interview.

The new company specializes in freight logistics.

The employees work in pairs, one driver and one assistant. Usually, the driver drives the truck to the destination, and the two of them get out of the truck together to deliver the goods to the recipient's home.

Overall, it's a physically demanding job, so it's best to have a driver's license and be able to drive skillfully.

However, this company was just as unreliable as the car dealership. After confirming that Yunxin was indeed very strong, the recruiter immediately said they would hire her, regardless of whether she had a driver's license or how well she drove.

The answer is to definitely provide her with an experienced driver so that she only needs to do physical labor and doesn't have to worry about driving.

Yun Xin was silent for a moment, then asked the recruitment manager, "Are you that short-staffed?"

"Absolutely!" the recruitment manager said wearily. "With the flu taking leave, we're down to a third of our staff."

"Recently, there have been frequent accidents, with fractures, burns, sports injuries, and people being hospitalized due to car accidents. There are very few people left in the entire company who can still work."

"Business is exceptionally good. Many people are buying large items online, such as bottled water and snacks by the case. The warehouse is almost full! If we don't deliver these things to the recipients as soon as possible, they will complain later."

So there was absolutely no room for criticism; as soon as he found someone capable of working, he would immediately and excitedly recruit them into the company.

He didn't care how long he could work there or whether he could get a permanent position later; he just wanted to get through the current difficulties first.

Yunxin wasn't picky about jobs; she was just asking casually. After finding out, she said she was very available and could start work anytime.

The manager expressed great appreciation for her dedication to her job! He immediately called over a senior employee, "Brother Zhang! There's a newbie here, can you mentor her?"

He then introduced Zhang Mo to Yun Xin, saying, "Zhang Mo is a long-time employee here, he's been working here for three years. He drives steadily, he's a perfect partner for you!"

When Zhang Mo came over and saw it, he was stunned. "Why is it a little girl?"

"What's wrong with the little girl? Do you look down on girls?" The person in charge glared at her. "These days, young girls are something else; they might be stronger than you."

As he spoke, he gestured to Yunxin, "Let me show off my skills to your brother Zhang."

There are goods measuring 1m x 1m x 1m and framed with wooden frames. These goods are often heavy and difficult to move, requiring the driver and an assistant to lift them together.

As a result, Yunxin took a step and picked up the goods directly. Moreover, her expression was relaxed, showing no sign of strain.

She paced back and forth a few steps, then put the goods down, her face neither flushed nor out of breath, and asked, "Is this alright?"

Brother Zhang was dumbfounded. So effortless, so casual—even he himself wouldn't dare say he could do it.

"That's enough." The person in charge nudged Zhang Ge on the shoulder and whispered, "If it weren't for the fact that her resume says she hasn't driven a car since she got her driver's license, I wouldn't have been willing to assign her to you."

Brother Zhang suddenly realized.

"Alright, then follow me."

The two worked together to load the goods onto the truck, and Zhang Ge got into the driver's seat, officially starting his day's work.

While driving, Brother Zhang chatted with Yun Xin, "Why would a young woman like you want to work for a freight company?"

"My last company ran into trouble, and I didn't want to stay idle at home, so I just found a job to do for a while," Yunxin said, glancing at Brother Zhang.

"What's wrong?" Brother Zhang asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing," Yunxin said. "It's just that you look familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen you before."

"Maybe I just have an average face?" Brother Zhang laughed. "If we had met before, I would definitely remember you."

Yunxin couldn't remember, so she stopped dwelling on it and changed the subject, casually talking about other things.

The truck drove on like this until it stopped at the entrance of Unit C in the residential complex.

Brother Zhang took out the packing slip to check: "Two cases of bottled water, three cases of instant noodles, one case of milk, one case of soft drinks, and two cases of snacks."

Yunxin took out boxes of goods, intending to deliver them upstairs in batches, when Brother Zhang quietly took out a small cart.

“I know you’re strong, but you can finish the work easily. There’s no need to tire yourself out.”

"Having a car is certainly a good thing," Yunxin said with a smile, accepting Brother Zhang's offer.

The two of them worked together to pile bottled water, instant noodles, milk, soft drinks, and snacks onto a small cart, and then Brother Zhang easily pushed the cart into the elevator.

"Ding-dong."

The elevator doors opened, and Brother Zhang muttered "803" as he began searching.

At that moment, residents were arguing in the corridor.

An elderly man with gray hair said aggressively, "My grandson took the takeout that was hanging on your door, and he had a stomachache after eating it... Did you put something in it?!"

The young man rolled his eyes. "I only ordered an extra spicy takeout. Who knew your grandson would steal it? Luckily it was just extra spicy. If someone had put rat poison in it, would you have blamed me for poisoning your grandson and killing him?"

“The takeout is yours, so of course you should be responsible if there are any problems with the food,” the old man said matter-of-factly.

"I gave the takeout to your grandson and let him eat it?" the young man said impatiently. "It's none of my business if he steals it!"

"You..." The old man was about to say something when someone suddenly whispered, "If we don't get him to the hospital soon, will he be beyond saving?"

The elderly man was in a great hurry and, without arguing, rushed home to call an ambulance.

The young man showed no respect for the elderly. He snorted and said bluntly, "It's because of these ignorant elders that grandchildren are raised to steal other people's takeout all the time."

If you take food without asking and get sick from it, you deserve it.

Brother Zhang acted as if he hadn't heard him, and stepped forward with a smile, "Hello, we are from the freight company. Your goods have been delivered, please sign for them."

As the young man signed the papers, he looked at Yun Xin approvingly. "Thanks for earlier. If you hadn't told me to get the child to the hospital right away, there probably would have been a lot more trouble."

Yun Xin said seriously, "If you're frequently having your food stolen from, it's illegal to deliberately poison it. But if you order extra spicy food and insist that you like it and the other person took it by mistake, then there's no problem at all. Even if the other person keeps arguing, you're not in the right."

It would be better to stop arguing and take the child to the doctor as soon as possible.

The young man chuckled lightly, "You're right."

Brother Zhang gave Yun Xin a strange look, his expression complicated—Why do you know so much?

Yunxin explained, "I've been to many places and encountered similar cases before, so I have experience."

Brother Zhang didn't continue the topic. He looked at the customer and sincerely apologized, "We've been short-staffed lately, and there's been a backlog of goods. Please forgive the late delivery."

"It's alright, times are tough, everyone understands." The young man waved his hand dismissively. "Just for the fact that she was willing to speak up for you, I have to give you a five-star rating."

As we were talking, the rating was given, and it was indeed five stars.

Looking at Yunxin, Brother Zhang thought to himself that the newcomer was not only strong, but also had impressive social skills.

The second stop was Unit A of the neighboring community.

Brother Zhang held the packing list and muttered, "Two boxes of charcoal, one oven, a household backup power supply, one box of candles, a solar charging panel, a solar-powered light, and an outdoor tent."

I'm not saying this out of curiosity, but to make it easier to quickly and accurately find the customer's item among a large number of goods.

If you are concerned about privacy leaks, you can omit the item information and simply send it in a large package with the recipient's address clearly written on it.

Yunxin piled the packages one by one onto the trolley. Brother Zhang checked them over and nodded, "That's all."

"Looks like they're going camping," Yun Xin remarked casually.

Unexpectedly, Brother Zhang shook his head. "Ever since the city experienced power outages in the dead of winter when temperatures dropped to minus twenty degrees Celsius, more and more residents have started stocking up on charcoal and household electricity at home. It's not for camping or barbecuing; it's for using charcoal braziers for heating at home."

Yunxin was speechless.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes a lot of sense; it's better to be safe than sorry.

This time, the customers are staying on the first floor, so they don't have to climb the stairs.

Brother Zhang, pulling his beloved little cart, politely knocked on the customer's door, "Hello, we are from the freight company, delivering to your door. Please sign for it."

After a while, the door opened.

A middle-aged man came out, looking quite tired. "I bought these things, bring them in."

"Okay." Without saying a word, Brother Zhang pulled the cart inside.

Yun Xin noticed that the middle-aged man was surrounded by black aura, which was a sure sign of his impending death, and he would die within three days.

Strangely, there was no death countdown on his body.

"Everything is here. Please sign for it if there are no problems," Brother Zhang said politely as he helped unload the goods from the trolley.

"I ordered this several days ago, and you're only delivering it now," the middle-aged man said, his voice tinged with dissatisfaction.

Brother Zhang smiled ingratiatingly, "Isn't it because the flu is so severe? Half of the employees are on sick leave and resting at home. The company is short-staffed and can't keep up with the workload."

The middle-aged man gave a light chuckle, confirmed receipt, and then promptly gave a four-star review.

Once outside, Zhang Ge, unsure whether to comfort himself or Yun Xin, said, "It's not the customer's fault; we delivered too late. Four stars are fine, it's better than a one-star complaint."

Yun Xin paused and looked back, saying softly, "The house is clearly already renovated, but there are construction shovels and clods of earth inside, and the marks still look fresh. I took a closer look just now, and the floorboards are loose, which means he may have been secretly digging a basement."

As she spoke, she took out her phone and dialed the police.

Brother Zhang was terrified.

"Even if a customer is only willing to give four stars, you can't call the police and report them!"

He spoke in a low voice and looked around suspiciously.

Fortunately, they were already far enough away that the customers probably couldn't hear them.

“You’ve misunderstood,” Yun Xin clarified. “Even if he gave it a five-star review, the police should still be notified.”

Zhang was dumbfounded, and then the call was connected, and Yunxin started chatting with the other end.

"I live in Unit A of XX Community. I suspect that my neighbor in apartment 101 is illegally digging a basement, which is now affecting the safety of other residents." Yun Xin lied without hesitation.

What she didn't know was that her number had been specially marked. Even without lying, her report would be taken very seriously.

On the other end of the phone.

The operator replied solemnly, "Okay, thank you for reminding me. I will send a colleague over to investigate immediately."

The call has ended.

Brother Zhang's expression was complicated, and he seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

After hesitating for a long time, he carefully chose his words, "After all, they are customers, and they even gave us a four-star review. Let's not go too far..."

"It's precisely because he's a valued customer that we're saving his life," Yun Xin said matter-of-factly. "A few years ago, something similar happened. A resident secretly dug a basement, but accidentally destroyed the foundation, turning the entire building into a dangerous structure. Not only is digging a basement dangerous, but the neighbors could also be implicated."

Brother Zhang's mouth was half open, and he found these words strangely reasonable.

(End of this chapter)