Zhang Dezhen was the one who privately messaged Zhou Qi in the chat group yesterday. After the conversation, the impulse subsided, and he became somewhat worried.
It's not uncommon to see fast food restaurants offering delivery, but they usually only accept orders from nearby restaurants; they don't take orders from far away.
This Xu's Fast Food Restaurant actually hired dedicated staff to deliver meals, and they hired three people at once.
That was fine, but when he arrived today, he saw a huge crowd of people in the store, including six delivery drivers, which made him a little uneasy.
Could this be some new type of scam? Will there be any problems if I leave my ID card with the boss?
He even had a moment of impulse to take his ID card back and leave, but when he saw the food on the hot food counter, he hesitated.
This food looks pretty good. Shall we eat before we leave?
Just as he hesitated, someone handed him a tray and led him to get food. Several large spoonfuls were used to fill his plate, piling it up like a small mountain. They also asked him warmly if it was enough for him, and that he could get more if he wasn't.
Since things have come to this, let's eat first and then talk about it!
Tender and juicy braised chicken, soft and tender steamed eggs with meat patties, and flavorful home-style tofu...
After finishing his meal, Zhang Dezhen forgot about taking his ID card back and left, and followed the large group to the Haishi Library.
Zhang Dezhen and his two companions were newcomers and unfamiliar with the area, so Xu An asked Lao Han and the others to guide them today. Zhang Dezhen was going to follow Lao Han.
"Qingya Community, that's a bit far." Old Han sighed as he took the order, then reached for the boxed lunch. There were actually fourteen boxed lunches for Qingya Community today!
This is strange, as there are usually only two boxed meals, but today there are as many as fourteen.
Along the way, Lao Han explained the surrounding area to Zhang Dezhen, pointing out which companies and residential areas were nearby, speaking in great detail.
As Zhang Dezhen listened, he felt much more at ease. This sounded quite reliable, and it really did seem like a food delivery service; it shouldn't be some kind of shady scam.
Just as they turned the corner, they could see a group of people standing at the entrance of Qingya Community, eagerly waiting. When they saw Lao Han and his companion appear, they hurried over to greet them.
"Young man, this is it, this is us."
As soon as Lao Han got out of the car, the takeout box on the back seat was opened, and more than ten people chattered and devoured all the boxed meals inside. Only Zhang Dezhen's takeout box still had two boxed meals left, which belonged to a customer in Building 601.
The elderly men and women took their boxed lunches and went to the stone benches under the banyan tree, leaving one of the men to pay the bill.
After settling the bill, Lao Han led Zhang Dezhen to a building and said as they walked, "This is a building. You need to remember this. If the order is less than ten, one person will be responsible for delivery. Maybe you'll be the only one delivering meals here from now on."
Zhang Dezhen nodded, feeling somewhat bewildered; this food delivery method was completely different from what he had imagined.
I originally thought that the store would receive the order by phone, prepare the food, and then I would deliver it to the customer. I thought that at most, I would only make twenty or thirty orders in a whole noon.
But now, in less than ten minutes, twelve of the fourteen meals have been delivered, and after the remaining two are delivered, they can go back to pick up more orders.
In just over ten minutes, he had earned three yuan and fifty cents? Zhang Dezhen found it hard to believe.
Old Han had delivered meals to Ye Ning several times and was well aware of Ye Ning's strange way of picking up food.
After ringing the doorbell, lift the lunchbox to a suitable height, reach out from behind the door with lightning speed, take the lunchbox, and then close the door.
"Hey, Mr. Ye, you haven't paid yet!"
Upon hearing this, the door opened a crack, and neatly folded banknotes were handed out through the crack. Old Han reached out and took the money, only to find a note tucked inside.
"Could you please help me throw away the trash in the corner? The extra dollar is payment for doing so."
Old Han subconsciously looked at the corner of the wall and indeed there was a small bag of trash.
Wow, this is some extra income!
With a broad smile, he picked up the trash and led Zhang Dezhen downstairs.
With this included, the delivery fee for this trip is eight yuan. If the two of us split it, that's four yuan each. That's quite a lot! I'm very happy!
Ye Ning stood behind the door until the two footsteps had completely disappeared, and after checking through the peephole to make sure no one was outside, she carefully opened the door and peeked into the corner of the wall.
The corner where a bag of trash should have been placed is now empty.
Perfect! I'm truly a genius!
A few days ago, after Xu An delivered food to him, he wanted to go out to throw away the trash the next afternoon, but when he opened the door, he found that the trash he had left outside was gone.
Only then did he realize that the person who delivered the food that day had said something like, "Could you please throw away the trash?"
This gave him a little idea: maybe he could ask the food delivery person to help him take out the trash!
But then I thought about why people would help me throw away the trash for no reason, and suddenly I remembered that a boxed lunch costs 50 cents to deliver, so I could pay someone to help me throw it away!
After much thought, I decided that setting the amount at one yuan would be more appropriate.
One yuan a day, thirty days a month, that's thirty yuan, no pressure at all.
I wrote the note at 11 o'clock and waited anxiously. I was so nervous that I forgot to pay the person when I got the food.
But! The plan ultimately succeeded! He no longer needs to go out to throw out the trash!
Carrying my lunchbox, I happily walked to my desk and started eating!
The elderly men and women under the banyan tree took out all their boxed lunches, laid them out on the stone table, and started eating, praising their meals as they ate.
"This tofu is fried to a perfect crispy exterior and tender interior, without the slightest carelessness."
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