The delivery guy was waiting for his food. Knowing there was no point in rushing, he chatted with him.

A delivery driver wearing a yellow top and black shorts asked the others, "Are your orders easy to get today?"

"I have a lot of orders today, but several of them are not on my route, and I was late for two of them. To make matters worse, a customer complained about me."

"Life is tough. I'm a college graduate, and I still have to work as a food delivery driver. But it's still more free than working in a company where I have to work overtime every day. I can still make a living by delivering food."

The young man in black shorts laughed, "I was lucky. I won a few lottery tickets. The prize money can buy an apartment in a second or third-tier city. I'll quit at the end of the month."

The others were incredibly envious and eagerly asked the guy in black shorts to share his experience of winning the lottery by choosing the right numbers.

"What experience could I possibly have? I just guessed and got lucky, but my luck really did improve because I listened to the lottery shop owner."

The man in the black oversized shorts only spoke halfway through before stopping.

The other guys were so anxious they were scratching their heads, but insisted on the one in the black shorts talking.

The man in black shorts lowered his voice.

"The lottery shop owner secretly told me that he had obtained a New Year's picture that would bring good fortune, and he asked me to sign my name on it so that my luck would improve."

He said that leaving your name in front of the God of Wealth would help him remember it.

I figured I could try it out since there was nothing to lose, so I signed my name. Later, I saw other shops also had New Year pictures that brought good fortune, so I secretly signed my name there too.

In less than three days, I won five million on the five-color lottery.

The delivery guys were thrilled.

Just then, one of the people's meals was ready. He went to the kitchen entrance to get his meal and saw the New Year picture on the wall. It was really beautiful.

"Hey bro, there's a painting here too, is it this one?" the delivery guy shouted as he went to pick up the food.

The man in the black shorts came in and glanced around. "Hey, no wonder the boss's business is so good. Turns out he also has paintings that bring good fortune."

The delivery guys immediately stood up. "Let's go take a look and leave our names at the God of Wealth's altar."

Xiao Xi noticed Zha Zha Cheng coming this way, and she heard the delivery guys talking clearly.

The young men immediately went into the shop and saw that there was indeed the New Year picture they had just mentioned.

They immediately looked for a pen, but who carries a pen around these days?

The man in the black shorts chuckled, "I happen to have a pen here!"

He had just taken out his pen when Zha Zha Cheng attacked, biting the leg of the black oversized trousers.

"Where did this dog come from?"

The store immediately descended into chaos, with customers standing up and shouting for the dog to be beaten.

Those delivery guys, staring intently at the New Year pictures, couldn't find pens, and, rather foolishly, bit their fingers to get autographs.

If Xiaoxi doesn't take action now, when will she?

She threw out a few talismans, freezing several delivery guys in place.

Then a strong wind blew up, causing the customers in the shop to stumble and fall, their stools being blown away from the New Year picture area.

Xiao Xi rushed over and slashed down with her knife. With a "crash," the New Year picture tore apart, spurting out a large amount of foul-smelling blood.

The delivery guys who wanted autographs were so scared that they trembled and couldn't move.

The black oversized pants that were bitten on the leg by Scumbag Cheng suddenly became like a leaky vent in the wound on his foot. All the air in his body rushed out through the wound on his foot, and now he was like a deflated plastic swimming ring, limp and slumped on the ground.

The customers in the shop were terrified and tried to run out, but they couldn't get out because Yu Qiu blocked them with her peach blossom rain.

The chubby boss was busy in the kitchen when he heard the noise and ran out with a spatula.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

At this moment, the plastic sheet lay sprawled on the ground, and the painting that had been spraying blood stopped spraying blood. The customers felt as if they had just been hallucinating.

Xiaoxi smiled innocently, "It seemed like the people who were eating just now were trying to skip out on the bill?"