Chapter 57 Brother-in-law [VIP]

Xujia Village is quiet and peaceful at night.

Without the streetlights of the city, the village appears exceptionally dark after everyone turns off their lights and goes to sleep.

In households that own dogs, the big yellow guard dog lies in its kennel, dozing with its eyes closed, occasionally twitching its ears to shoo away flying mosquitoes.

Qingran walked past the gate under the moonlight, her footsteps light and her speed swift, attracting no attention.

After walking for several hours, we entered the county town in the middle of the night. We stood in the cold wind on the street for nearly half an hour before we finally got a taxi that was on the night shift.

Qingran waved to stop the car, got in, and told the driver, "Go to Jialiu New District, Yong City."

The driver opened the meter and reminded the passenger, "The fare is a bit higher at night than during the day, you know that, right?"

Qingran: "I know. When we get there, just drop me off at a spot with an ATM."

He was penniless, and his cell phone was an old, worn-out phone that Xu Guoqiang had replaced years ago, which couldn't make online payments.

After giving these instructions, he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes to rest, and clearly had no intention of chatting.

The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror during the drive.

I noticed that although the guest behind me was a bit thin and his skin wasn't very fair, and he looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness, his features were really handsome. Could he be a student from some art college in Yong City?

Late at night, the taxi arrived at Jialiu New District in Yongshi City, and Qingran withdrew money from a nearby ATM to pay the fare.

The driver took the money and drove away. Qingran casually broke off the empty bank card and threw it into the trash can, then looked up at the bustling high-rise buildings in the distance.

That's the Fu family's business, Yongming Group.

Yongshi is a municipality directly under the central government, and also an international financial, trade, shipping, and technology center. The fact that the Fu family's Yongming Group can use "Yong" in its name in Yongshi speaks volumes about its status.

The system asked him: "[Host, are you going to find Fu Qingyan now? But it's not work time yet, he's not at the company.]"

Qingran: [I know, but saying I'd find him first doesn't mean I should just rush off to him.]

He looked away: "[Help me find a place to stay nearby first.]"

The system checked the rent and hotel costs in the vicinity via the internet connection and honestly asked: [What's your budget, host? The cost is a bit high.]

Qingran: [How tall?]

System: [The monthly rent is insufficient to cover the deposit, so I can only stay in hotels and guesthouses that offer short-term settlement options. Further filtering by cleanliness and hygiene criteria, the cost is 300-500 per day.]

If he stays in a slightly nicer place that costs 500 per day, 8,000 yuan would only be enough for him to stay for 16 days.

No, it's 15 days. I just paid over a hundred for the car fare.

And this doesn't even include the cost of food and clothing.

Qingran, who had never worried about money, said, "..."

The system thoughtfully offered a solution: "[Or we could stay in a hotel a bit further away, host. The cost of living in Jialiu New District is too high. A decent hotel can be found for 300 yuan further out~]"

Qingran sighed; there was nothing else she could do.

Finally, the system selected two hotels outside the area for him based on the distance and other conditions, with a daily accommodation fee of 298 yuan, including breakfast.

Qingran grabbed a bicycle from the roadside and rode towards the hotel, pondering to himself, "In the first world, he could pick mushrooms and exchange them for money while living deep in the mountains. What should he do to earn money in Yong City?"

[Bricklaying or food delivery are two jobs that, according to online polls, offer quick pay and require no technical skills.]

The next day, after learning about his troubles, the system actively offered advice.

[However, if you want a high income, what do you think of being a print model? Newcomers can earn 500-800 a day, which is enough to cover expenses.]

Print models generally require a certain height and good looks, although the host's body is a bit short—

I just scanned it and, oh dear, the host was 175cm tall yesterday but has grown to 178cm overnight?

Then with shoes on, you'd be almost 1.8 meters tall, and if you're not tall enough, you can make up for it with your looks!

The system felt that its host's qualifications were more than enough to be a print model.

At that time, Qingran had just gone out to buy daily necessities and several sets of clothes that met her aesthetic standards.

The original owner rarely bought new clothes. Usually, Xu Guoqiang would wear the clothes he was tired of and give them to him. The styles were either ugly or tattered and ugly, so Qingran didn't take any with her when she left.

After listening to the system's words, he compared the advantages and disadvantages of the three professions and made a decision: to deliver food first.

[Zero Zero, help me filter out the reputable modeling agencies in Yong City that are of a decent size, and then grab the takeout orders from the agents under these agencies who have good character.]

The system intrudes into the network and quickly completes the screening based on the conditions.

[There are 10 qualified agents in total, but their addresses are scattered all over Yong City, making delivery a real hassle.]

Qingran thought for a moment: [Then let's stay near Jialiu New District.]

His purpose in the small world was to gain experience, not to actually make money.

The system narrowed down the search criteria again, and now only 4 people met the requirements. Among them, 3 people were from the same company and belonged to the same group.

Yes, it is a subsidiary of a media company under the Fujia Yongming Group.

It's a winding, circuitous route, but it's definitely the Fu family's property.

Just then, the system monitoring network discovered that one of the three agents had placed a takeout order just seconds earlier.

Unfortunately, by the time it excitedly told Qingran the news, the order had already been snatched up by other delivery drivers.

It said regretfully, "[Oh dear, it's a pity the host hasn't bought an electric scooter yet, otherwise this order would be ours.]"

As for registering a rider account, it can be done in minutes.

Qingran wasn't as optimistic as the system: [Big companies have high standards for hiring, they might not even consider me.]

He didn't think these agents would necessarily be interested in him. Delivering food was just a stopgap measure. The reason he showed up in front of these people was that he was delivering food anyway, so he might as well try his luck.

He actually wanted to find a job that was more suitable than delivering food.

[Hmph, in my heart, the host is the most beautiful!] the system muttered.

Qingran smiled: [Lingling, can you do me one more favor?]

System: [What? Just say it, host!]

Qingran: [Help me grab all the takeout orders from Yongming Group headquarters.]

The system suddenly realized what was happening and raised its wings in salute: [Received!]

In the afternoon, Qingran went out to get her phone and electric scooter sorted out.

I switched to a domestic smartphone, changed the SIM card, turned it on, and then received a call from Wu Cuilian.

I didn't buy a car; I specifically rented one of those electric scooters with a long range.

The system helped Qingran register her rider account, after which she could start accepting orders on the platform.

With the system in place, Qingran has no trouble grabbing takeout orders.

Yongshi has a developed economy and a fast pace of life. Many people order takeout regularly. Even if it's only three or four in the afternoon, before dinner time, many people still order fruit, drinks and snacks to satisfy their cravings without leaving home.

Qingran rode her small, exquisite electric scooter through the bustling streets, a cool breeze blowing in her face, and various street scenes flashing past on both sides, which felt quite relaxing.

The system quickly secured a coffee order from Yongming Group and displayed the order image directly in the host's consciousness.

After delivering the orders, Qingran left the residential area and rode her bike to the coffee shop.

The system works seamlessly to help him confirm and deliver the previous order, and it can also help reply to customers who send messages to urge or inquire.

Compared to other riders who work alone, their efficiency is undeniably high.

About ten minutes later, Qingran walked into the Yongming Group headquarters building carrying five or six cups of coffee.

The system, having traversed the entire group's surveillance footage via the network cable but found no one, nervously reported: "[Host, Fu Qingyan doesn't seem to be in the company.]"

Watching the numbers on the elevator rise, Qingran: [Hmm?]

The system said: [Fu Qingyan is not in the company today. I checked his publicly available schedule within the company; he's currently on a business trip out of town.]

Qingran wasn't disappointed. It was only the second day since she entered the small world, what was the rush?

He asked calmly, "When are you coming back?"

The system scratched its head: [It wasn't mentioned in the itinerary, but I should be back after the business trip, right?]

Qingran didn't seem to care much: [Then let it go, they'll come back eventually.]

After delivering the coffee and confirming delivery, another 10 yuan was credited to my account.

This instant delivery model kept Qingran entertained, and she continued working until 11 p.m. with undiminished enthusiasm.

From 3:30 pm to 11 pm, excluding a half-hour lunch break, he delivered for a total of seven hours, making a total of 49 orders.

The income from each order fluctuates depending on whether it's a peak or off-peak season, totaling 420 yuan.

If I start delivering tomorrow morning, I can probably earn a thousand in a day.

Of course, the cooperation and assistance of the system are indispensable.

Qingran: [Thank you, Lingling~]

The system chuckled: [Don't mention it, we're partners, after all~]

Back at the hotel, Qingran bought two whitening pills from the shop to boost the system's sales. She ate them like candy before bed and continued to nourish her body with spiritual energy.

In the days that followed, Qingran focused solely on making money.

Just as he had predicted, if he started delivering food in the morning, with the help of the system, he could earn around a thousand yuan a day.

After having more money, Qingran didn't change her place of residence, but she bought several more sets of better quality clothes.

He delivered goods for half a month straight, leaving home at 7 a.m. sharp every morning and finishing work at 11 p.m. sharp every night, just like most of the hardworking people in Yongshi who struggle to make a living.

The irregular schedule that others find unbearable doesn't affect Qingran much; it's just that she gets a little tired of sending her things after a while.

Meanwhile, his savings, which had shrunk by more than half, gradually became more abundant, soon exceeding five figures.

During this period, Qingran also delivered takeout to several model agency agents. She met some of them, but not others. For the ones she didn't meet, their assistants picked up the food.

Having met him before, they were indeed amazed by Qingran's perfectly groomed appearance, but instead of inviting him to be a model, they asked him if he was interested in becoming an actor.

An answer I had never imagined.

As Qingran emerged from a private studio, the system placed the next order in front of her.

Qingran glanced at the message: [Around 9 PM, did you order a bowl of health-preserving porridge from Yushanfang at the bar?]

What a bizarre order.

Having delivered so many food deliveries, he's seen quite a few orders like this that seem outrageous at first glance but are actually quite outrageous.

Stop by the Imperial Kitchen to pick up some health-preserving porridge, and then deliver the goods to customers according to the route planned by the system, based on their distance.

It was almost 10 p.m. when it was finally time for the health-preserving porridge.

Thankfully, there are still ten minutes before the timeout period ends.

Qingran walked into the bar carrying an exquisite takeout bag.

Passing through the crowd swaying to the music and amidst the colorful laser lights, I stepped up to the quieter second floor and knocked on the door of a private room.

A moment later, the door was pushed open from the inside.

"I really don't want to break up, waaaaaah..."

A man's rough, mournful wail echoed from inside.

The casually dressed, handsome man in front of her awkwardly extended his hand: "Takeout, right? Just give it to me."

[Host, Fu Qingyan is inside!] The system suddenly exclaimed in a low voice.

Because the buyer who ordered the takeout wasn't Fu Qingyan, it hadn't paid attention to him before. But just now, it scanned the screen out of habit and found out!

Guided by its surroundings, the fragments of the soul in Qingran's sea of ​​consciousness drifted automatically into the room, and Qingran looked in that direction.

Inside the room, the dignified man who had leaned over to snatch the wine glass from his friend's hand turned his head as if sensing something.

But all I saw was a fleeting glimpse of her profile as she coldly withdrew her gaze from the doorway.

"bite."

The sound of ice shards hitting the glass made Fu Qingyan's heart skip a beat.

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