Yuan Qingli was selected by a 'damned' game and thrown into a bizarre instance, desperately trying to survive.
Lu Xingyun was a rich young master, seemingly noble and elegant, but in ...
"Let's go, let's all go out."
"We need to find a location that's conveniently located, and where we can pick up the goods right at the customer's doorstep. Otherwise, we won't even be able to see the person who placed the order, so asking them to change the address is just nonsense."
Yuan Qingli is not planning to stay at the company anymore.
"Yes, so in the end, the one who resorts to violence might not be you, Xiao Fang; it could also be me."
"Delivering orders is prohibited, but going out is not, right?" Yuan Qingli stepped out; the weather was nice today.
Everyone went out, thankfully the ban on singles did not include public transportation.
Lu Xingyun first waited in the large square in the city center, ready to go to the nearest location at any time to accept orders.
There were very few pedestrians in the square.
The sky, which should have been shining brightly after the rain, was now shrouded in gloom that wouldn't dissipate.
This made Lu Xingyun suddenly realize that something seemed off about the second order.
Yuan Qingli: @Lu Xingyun. Order accepted. Number ending in 56. Go to the west of the city and find a road starting with E. Everyone else, see who is closest to apartment 411, Unit 2, Lane 132, Songjiang North Street? Go there directly.
Fang Zhiyou: I'm going.
Wen Yuning: Xiao Fang, what you said is very ambiguous.
Bo Zijin: It's as if she's cursing someone.
Lu Xingyun: Take your seat, take your seat...
Lu Xingyun opened the map. The nearest road in the west of the city, starting with E, is called Twenty Meters Road.
What kind of weird name is this? It's called Twenty Meters Road.
Fang Zhiyou arrived at Songjiang North Street, went up the stairs, and knocked on the door of 411.
The person who opened the door was a beautiful woman with an ancient style – a woman who, of course, was someone Fang Zhiyou knew.
The other person's eyes lit up when they saw Fang Zhiyou: "Who are you looking for?"
"Excuse me, did you place that order just now?" Fang Zhiyou asked with a stern face.
"Really? You're a delivery person? You got here so quickly."
"Yes, you, change the order receiving address. Change it to..."
Fang Zhiyou awkwardly looked down and opened his phone. "Just deliver it to the entrance of No. 1, Twenty Meters Road. I'll still deliver the items to the place you originally ordered."
"Why?"
“Because…” Fang Zhiyou realized he seemed to have hit a snag, “Because I want! I just want you to deliver it to me.”
"What if I don't?" the other person asked playfully.
"..."
"No one has looked at me properly for many years, especially not men. Give me a hug, and I'll change for you." The other person closed their eyes and opened their arms.
This is a difficult problem for the assassin.
Lu Xingyun: I know it exists, but I haven't gotten it sorted out yet.
Wen Yuning: You've been silent for so long, is there anything Xiao Fang can't handle?
Yuan Qingli: Did we meet the boss?
Bo Zijin: Could it be that she's still the adorable little boss?
Fang Zhiyou: I've delivered it. Please mark it as delivered. [His eyes reveal exhaustion.jpg]
Lu Xingyun checked the app. This was probably the easiest delivery he'd ever done. He just stood at the intersection he wanted and waited, and the delivery was done.
The positive review appeared as soon as I clicked "delivered".
There are even rare written reviews.
Lu Xingyun glanced at it briefly, and goosebumps rose all over his body, so he took a screenshot and sent it to the group.
The delivery guy was so kind and considerate! He was fast and had a great attitude. I really want to call him again next time. (starry-eyed.jpg)
Yuan Qingli: I'm full of questions. Xiao Fang, what did you do?
Bo Zijin: What happened to the promised violent order delivery?
Wen Yuning: Just imagine the scene...
Back at the company, another light shone on the wall.
Lu Xingyun took a sip of water: "Everyone, everyone, there's one more question."
Everyone's attention was drawn to his voice.
"The Bagua here represents eight directions, from 1 to 88. But there are 10 letters on the wall, leaving 08 and 98. Where in the city are they located?"
“I’ve thought about this question, and it should be the location of the center point,” Bo Zijin replied. “The location of my second delivery was the square in the city center, just like the middle of the Bagua, with two yin-yang fish.”