Chapter 16991699: Extra: Huangquan Express, not just express delivery (1)

On a winter night N years ago——

The winter in Yanjing is very cold.

Song Yi walked alone on the streets of Yanjing. He couldn't remember how many years he had been in Yanjing. Time seemed to have no meaning to him. The value of his existence, perhaps... was nothing more than to eat and wait for death.

All of this is because his body is special and his eyes... can see ghosts.

It is said in physiognomy books that only people who are unlucky are likely to see ghosts.

Therefore, Song Yi knew that she was a complete unlucky person, with no academic achievements and no success in her work.

Song Yi has never been in a relationship and has never done anything to make her parents proud since she was a child 28 years ago.

Of course, he left home early to work because he didn't want to be a burden to his parents, but...

"Xiao Yi, I'm so sorry! I believed the liar's words and thought I could cure your illness by spending money. Who knew... who knew... that the liar would swindle away all our family savings."

In the afternoon, my mother’s crying on the phone seemed to still linger in my ears.

Song Yi felt a little pain in her heart.

He was different from other children since he was young. Everyone in his family knew that he was "sick", so some relatives and friends disliked and excluded him.

But his parents never gave up on him, and this not very wealthy family was his warmest harbor.

"Mom, don't be sad, don't get angry, it's just money, isn't it? I almost forgot to tell you that I just changed jobs, this new company is very big, and I can earn tens of thousands of yuan a month. Don't worry, I will remit the money to you when I get paid, and you and my dad can just wait and enjoy the good life in the future."

…………

Song Yi was not lying, he had indeed changed jobs not long ago.

but……

He just happened to be fired again today.

He was always so unlucky and he was used to it.

Could it be... that God really won't give me a way out?

The late night breeze blew in his face and Song Yi shivered. Suddenly, a piece of paper was blown onto him by the strong wind.

Song Yi frowned, picked up the piece of paper and was about to throw it away, but the two big red words "high salary" under the faint moonlight suddenly caught his attention!

This turned out to be a job notice? Song Yi was overjoyed. He looked at the job notice carefully. The content was actually very simple -

Huangquan Express, due to business needs, urgently needs a courier.

Definitely high salary!

Huangquan Express? Why is this name so strange? Is there such a company in the domestic express delivery industry? Song Yi was a little confused, but when he thought of the high salary, he couldn't help but concentrate. This is the company!

He lowered his head to look for the address and contact information of Huangquan Express, but the bottom of the recruitment notice was blank.

What the hell is this?

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

How can I apply for a job without an address? Song Yi laughed at himself. This must be someone's prank! Huangquan Express, why not Tianting SF Express?

Throwing the recruitment notice away, Song Yi continued walking forward. As he walked, he suddenly stopped, his eyes full of disbelief.

This road was the route he took to get back to his rental house. He had walked this road countless times in the past few years. Now, a strange house appeared on this road. The door of the house was pitch black, but there was a gold plaque hanging on the door.

Huangquan Express! There really is Huangquan Express! Song Yi felt a chill, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Huang Quan, Huang Quan, could it be... this is a courier from the underworld? (End of this chapter)