Chapter 412 It’s Not About Money
"Excuse me, but why do you insist on calling me an errand boy?"
The errand boy couldn't hold it in any longer and asked the old diner next to him.
"Huh? You didn't know? Didn't that guy tell you when he placed the order?"
The old diner who was asked looked surprised.
"No, there's only one address. I saw the order and grabbed it right away."
The errand boy told the truth.
"Should I compliment you on your quick hands or say you're unlucky?"
“…You’d better take a look at the little whiteboard on the cart in advance.”
The old diner's expression suddenly became a little subtle, and he pointed his finger in the direction of the cart.
The errand boy was full of doubts and looked in the direction the old diner pointed.
Coincidentally, a customer took a milk tea and gave up his space in front of the cart. The obstructing figure disappeared, and the small whiteboard was completely exposed.
The errand boy's eyes quickly swept over it.
The previous second, he was secretly sighing in his heart: The street stalls nowadays are really bold in setting prices, these prices are not cheap.
The next second, because he read so fast, he could see all the subsequent words on the small whiteboard without missing anything.
In an instant, the errand boy's eyes widened as big as copper bells, and expressions of shock, confusion, and inability to bear the sight quickly appeared on his face.
“???”
"What is this?!"
The errand boy exclaimed in shock!
"As you can see, that's it."
The old diner nodded calmly.
The errand boy always thought that he had been in this industry for a long time and had seen many different kinds of people and things, so he could be considered knowledgeable.
But at this moment, he felt that his knowledge was still not broad enough.
He finally understood.
It seems that this person doesn't want to experience the embarrassment himself, and would rather spend a little money to bear the social consequences instead.
Between the meager errand fee and the upcoming embarrassing social demise, the errand boy didn't hesitate for even a second.
He turned his head, looked at the old customer who had placed the errand order, and said firmly, "I'll refund your order! I can't do this job!"
The old diner was originally laughing happily, thinking that he was a genius for being able to come up with such a wonderful way to avoid reciting words.
Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I heard the errand boy want to cancel the order.
"No! You've already accepted it, how can you withdraw?"
"Brother, you have to have a sense of contract! This is a basic work attitude issue!"
"No... I really can't do this job!"
When the errand boy thought of the weird lines he had just seen on the whiteboard, he felt embarrassed and uncomfortable all over.
"You can do it! You definitely can do it!"
"This order is completed, I will give you a five-star rating!"
"It's actually nothing. Look, everyone in front of you has said it!"
"I closed my eyes, made up my mind, and finished it quickly!"
The old customers kept giving advice.
"Others are others, I am me... If you think it's nothing, why call it running errands?"
The errand boy shook his head like a rattle, and no matter what the old diner said, he remained unmoved.
The old gourmet was speechless and silent for a moment. Then he decided to use his ultimate killer move.
He gritted his teeth and said as if he had made a great decision: "Stop talking... I'll pay more!"
“This is not a matter of money…”
Before the errand boy could finish his words, the old customer couldn't wait to hold up two fingers.
"Fuck! 200?"
The other old diners nearby couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, their faces full of surprise.
“20! 20!”
The old diner waved his hands hurriedly, with a helpless expression on his face.
"200 yuan, what's so special about me? Even if you sell me, I'm not worth 200 yuan! Do you think I'm rich?"
He muttered something, then said to the errand boy, "After you buy it, I'll give you a 20 yuan tip as a reward for your hard work, okay?"
Well……"
The errand boy hesitated.
For errands like this one, which are within 1 kilometer, the price is usually very low, usually only a few dollars.
But if the customer is willing to give an extra tip of 20 yuan, it will be completely different.
The profit from this order is enough to buy at least two extra chicken legs for dinner, no need to hesitate!
As for the 200 yuan mentioned earlier, I didn’t really take it to heart.
"All right then."
After some ideological struggle, the errand boy gritted his teeth, nodded heavily and agreed.
It’s just reciting a word!
He closed his eyes, made up his mind, opened his mouth and finished speaking quickly!
If you think about it this way, you can earn more than 20 dollars in just a few seconds. This is a great deal, let’s do it!
Seeing this, the old diner finally relaxed and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
Several old diners around saw this scene and looked excited.
Liu Sitong is one of those who are moved.
Her salary is not low, so the extra expense of 20 yuan is nothing for her to consider.
The only problem was that she was actually already very front of the line. If she asked a runner to come over, he might not arrive in time before her turn to order.
She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then patted her bestie's shoulder and said, "Please save a spot for me. I'll go ask."
Liu Sitong walked to the errand boy and saw that he had just reached an agreement with the old diner, so she asked directly.
"Hey, could you contact one of your errand boys to come and help buy it for me? I'm willing to pay 20 yuan, but I'm afraid if I order now, they won't be able to get there before my turn."
The errand boy was stunned for a moment and looked at Liu Sitong. He saw that she looked serious and had no intention of joking.
His eyes lit up and he immediately said, "No need to ask anyone else, I can buy it for you!"
Anyway, it’s the same whether you recite the lyrics once or twice. If one more person asks him to buy the goods for them, he can earn an extra 20 yuan. Why not?
If a few more people asked him to buy things for them, he might be able to make a few hundred dollars tonight. That would be rich.
Liu Sitong was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when she saw the errand boy eagerly trying to take on the job.
This guy is so business-minded that he never misses any opportunity to make money.
She had no choice but to explain patiently, "No, there are too many people here today and each person is limited to one cup. If you buy it for me, you won't be able to buy more."
When the errand boy heard this, his eyes widened.
“There’s still a purchase restriction?!”
Originally, he just thought that reciting those lines was a headache, but he didn't expect that there would be purchase restrictions.
He subconsciously looked back at the line in front of the cart, then at the eagerly awaited diners around him, and was even more shocked.
How delicious must this drink be to make so many people willing to queue up, recite awkward lines, and even pay someone to buy it for them?
The errand boy couldn't help scratching his head and asked curiously, "Is this milk tea... really that delicious?"
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(End of this chapter)
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