Big brother, stop it.
After adapting yesterday, Li Zhu found a suitable work rhythm. When the lunch rush hour was approaching, he returned to the station's lounge to drink tea.
The webmaster came back from chatting with the owner of the small supermarket next door and saw him and scolded him with a smile: "You were lazy yesterday and you're lazy today too. What's the matter? Didn't you say you'd work yourself to death until you make three million? Aren't you a money-making machine anymore?"
The original owner’s dream was to earn three million and retire with Lang Feng.
Li Zhu took a sip of green tea. The thermos was newly bought and the tea leaves belonged to the stationmaster.
He screwed the lid shut and said calmly, "Let the young man have the opportunity for now. I'll continue the fight at 12 o'clock."
Webmaster: “…”
The webmaster checked the backend data and found that Li Zhu's delivery volume was 26 orders, which was 5 orders higher than his average during the same period.
It's time to give up the order. If I continue to grab it, I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death by my brothers.
Thinking that the time was almost up, Li Zhu went to buy two boxed lunches, ate one for himself and left one for Lang Feng, then got on his bike and officially sounded the charge.
The peak time for food delivery is from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m., when riders ride their electric scooters through the streets and alleys like the wind, delivering food to customers.
After this period, Li Zhu stopped taking orders and sat on the steps with Lang Feng to rest.
There are many small groups inside the station, and the riders who stay to rest are chatting in groups of three or five.
Two of them were acting furtively, occasionally peeking at Zhuang Hengchuan who was alone.
It’s not that Zhuang Hengchuan didn’t notice it, he was just too lazy to make enemies.
The stationmaster walked over to him, sat down, and handed him a bottle of mineral water. "How do you feel? Are you tired?"
"Not bad." Zhuang Hengchuan said thank you, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip.
"You're pretty good, kid. So far, you've delivered 55 orders, just two less than Xiao Xu."
"He ran 57?" Zhuang Hengchuan was the fastest and most deliverier rider in the area. He had also heard that Xu Xiaozhe had strong business skills, but he didn't expect it to be so exaggerated.
"That's right." The stationmaster's face was filled with pride when talking about his key subordinate. "Don't be fooled by his bad temper. He's very sweet to customers and rarely receives complaints. He's also very smart. He knows every street and alley in his head. Sometimes when others are about to run out of time, they'll call him to ask for shortcuts."
Xu Xiaozhe gave Zhuang Hengchuan two impressions: vulgar and perverted.
I didn't expect that he was a completely different person at work.
Remembering the hidden reason behind Zhuang Hengchuan's transfer, the stationmaster said earnestly, "Just work hard here. If you can adapt, stay. I'll talk to Old Chen."
The two people were talking quietly, and Lang Feng wanted to pull his ears off and throw them at their feet as a eavesdropping device.
"Brother, don't you want to know what they are talking about?"
It was a doubt, and also a test of his brother's reaction to Zhuang Hengchuan.
Li Zhu squinted at him and said, "You're quite cunning. I'm going to have trypophobia."
"..." Lang Feng laughed awkwardly, "I don't understand what you are saying."
Li Zhu looked to the right, feeling uncomfortable as if being scratched by a cat. He had just vaguely heard the two people talking about who Zhuang Hengchuan had a grudge against, and was now fiddling with his cell phone with his head down.
Who is it, me? Impossible.
He stood up and stretched, then walked towards the stationmaster's office with his cell phone and thermos. When he passed behind the two people, he quickly raised his hand and took several silent photos.
The photo is blurry and the text is fuzzy. It is a chat dialog box.
Li Zhuxin downloaded a photo processing app, did three clearing processes, and picked out the clearest one.
——The 4 positive values owed to the system have been found!
Li Zhu came up behind the stationmaster while playing with his phone and said, "Old Zhang, please move aside. I want to exchange work experience with my new colleague."
The stationmaster, with his back to him, raised his head, his neck almost twisted into a knot. Seeing that there was no provocation on the young man's face, he stood up.
Zhuang Hengchuan frowned and moved his butt to the side again and again.
Lang Feng, who was staring at the two of them not far away, was getting anxious and angry. His brother had finally decided to get out of the fire pit, but he must not fall in again, so he hurried over.
The three of them sat side by side, with Li Zhu in the middle.
He shook his phone, leaned over, and wanted to open the photo to show Zhuang Hengchuan: "Let me show you something."
After witnessing Li Zhu's madness that day, Zhuang Hengchuan believed that he had no feelings towards him anymore, and they should live in peace from now on, and it would be best if no one bothered with each other.
But this person didn't know the limits and suddenly came over to sit next to him and even got close to him!
As a conditioned reflex, the hairs on the back of Zhuang Hengchuan's neck stood up and he stood up suddenly.
"Get away! Don't get so damn close to me!" The hurtful words came out of his mouth without any brain processing.
Li Zhu was stunned for a moment by the shouting, then stood up and started cursing, "What are you yelling about? You really think you're such a popular guy that everyone loves you. You'll lose followers if you get hit! I'm here to talk to you about something serious, so stop adding drama to your life!"
It was the first time that Zhuang Hengchuan was scolded by a young man. He was not angry, but felt more at ease.
Xu Xiaozhe really, really, really doesn't have that kind of interest in him anymore.
Very good.
Zhuang Hengchuan sat down again: "Sorry, it was a reflex and I couldn't control it."
"As an adult, it's important to manage your emotions. Don't get so easily startled." Li Zhu remained standing, condescendingly teaching, "If you do this again, I'll spit you to death."
Zhuang Hengchuan nodded: "I believe it."
He had seen Xu Xiaozhe standing downstairs and cursing people. The tall and strong Lang Feng was scolded so hard that he couldn't raise his head and his eyes were red.
Lang Feng looked at this and that, and found the world so magical.
Zhuang Hengchuan cleared his throat awkwardly: "Well, what do you want to say?"
Li Zhu sat down again and showed him the secretly taken photos.
Lang Feng craned his neck to look, and grumbled, "Brother, why haven't you changed your habit of peeping? Why are you so curious about other people's conversations?"
Li Zhu wanted to kick him away, but he suppressed his anger and asked Zhuang Hengchuan, "The people at Meihao Road said they want to deal with you, what do you think?
"When the water comes, we can cover it with earth. It doesn't matter. We'll take it one step at a time." Zhuang Hengchuan said it lightly, but he was already feeling irritated.
He was short of money. He had gotten into a fight with someone at his previous station because he had offended someone by grabbing an order. This morning, he woke up with a big bruise on his stomach. The station manager sent him here because they were short on transportation capacity.
He thought the matter was over after the person left, but he didn't expect the other party to find someone to deal with him.
Li Zhu was determined to win the points: "Let's go together after get off work."
Zhuang Hengchuan opened his mouth and after a while, he said, "Thank you."
Li Zhu was afraid that if he smiled he would be misunderstood again, so he went to the bathroom with a sullen face. As soon as the door closed, his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Brother Tong, bring me the data."
[Target: Zhuang Hengchuan; Total Positive Value: 2]
Single digits, insulting.
365: "The original owner has a lot of dark history. The only positive value he has is due to the guilt he felt when he yelled at you just now. He doesn't want me to help him clear it up."
"..." Li Zhu tried his best to save it, "I want it, I want it!"
He counted on his fingers and found that he had earned 2, but still needed 4 from the system.
He is generous when spending money and works hard when making money.
Li Zhu missed the current key suspect very much. He took out his cell phone to check the time. It was still five minutes to three o'clock.
He lowered the toilet lid and sat on it, checking his phone and waiting for news from Manager Wang.
Right on time, there was a ding-dong sound from my phone, indicating that there was a new message on my private number.
Manager Wang: [Xiao Xu, do you have time to bring some snacks to Mr. Gao?]
Li Zhu held the phone without moving. Ten minutes later, he replied slowly.
Xiao Xu worked hard: [Manager Wang, I'm really sorry, I have too many orders and can't leave]
Manager Wang: [You only make a few bucks per order, but one delivery trip is equivalent to dozens of orders.]
This was followed by a transfer.
Manager Wang: [Mr. Gao is compensating you, Xiao Xu. Mr. Gao values you so much. Put the other orders aside and deliver Mr. Gao's first.]
Would you let a small manager transfer money if you value it? Would you not add a contact number?
Gao Congyu wanted to act, but he couldn't completely lower himself to get closer to the grassroots people. No matter how good his acting skills were, he couldn't win an Oscar.
Li Zhu rolled his eyes and typed away.
Xiao Xu: [I’m sorry, Manager Wang, I really can’t leave]
He wants to play the long game and catch the big fish.
By the way, he received the transfer, which was the work injury compensation for the personal attack by Gao Congyu last night.
In the Red Moon Club's office, Manager Wang cursed, "What the hell is this? You're putting it on the shelf!"
He switched the phone interface and called Gao Congyu, his attitude extremely flattering and ingratiating.
"Mr. Gao, Xiao Xu said he doesn't have time, I'll send someone else to deliver it to you."
"No need."
Does that mean Xiao Xu doesn't need to be sent, or does it mean that snacks don't need to be sent? Manager Wang was confused and was hesitating whether to ask further when a merciless busy tone came from the receiver.
——
Li Zhu couldn't wait for Manager Wang's reply, so he bent down to wash his face with cold water and walked out of the bathroom.
Lang Feng, who was very wary and cold towards Zhuang Hengchuan a quarter of an hour ago, was now hooking his arm around Zhuang Hengchuan's shoulder and laughing.
Li Zhu: “…”
Seeing his brother coming over, Lang Feng let go of Zhuang Hengchuan and said to Li Zhu with a smile: "Brother, Brother Chuan is from the same hometown as us."
The original owner fell in love with Zhuang Hengchuan at first sight. From that day on, Lang Feng treated Zhuang Hengchuan as an enemy whenever he saw him.
The eyes are not eyes, and the nose is not a nose.
Li Zhu: "I know."
The original owner had secretly looked at Zhuang Hengchuan's ID and was caught red-handed by Zhuang Hengchuan.
Zhuang Hengchuan also thought of this, his face darkening a bit. Li Zhu coughed twice and kicked Lang Feng in the butt: "Stop dawdling, get to work."
Yesterday's rain was not enough. In the evening, the burning red sky was covered by dark clouds and dull thunder was heard.
Li Zhu parked the car on the side of the road and put on his raincoat in advance. When he looked up, a black car slowly stopped beside him.
The car window rolled down, revealing a familiar face.
Gao Congyu couldn't hide his surprise on his face: "Xiao Xu, I didn't expect to meet you here."
It was more like a shock.
A chill ran down my spine. How did he know where I was?
Li Zhu calmly zipped up his raincoat and asked the system to detect the phone immediately.
Sure enough, the phone was installed with positioning software.
Gao Congyu had too many opportunities, and Li Zhu couldn't be sure when the software was installed. A smiling tiger like him was the most difficult to deal with, not as straightforward as Gao Cong'ai.
Li Zhu straightened the electric scooter and sat on it: "What a coincidence, where are you going, Mr. Gao?"
Gao Congyu's face showed a trace of worry: "Cong'ai is sick, I'm going to the hospital to see him."
Xu Xiaozhe was a man of many talents and he was grateful for what he had received. When he heard that Gao Cong'ai was ill, he would definitely offer to go with him to visit him.
He leaned back in his chair comfortably, waiting for the fish to bite.
"What's wrong? Is it serious?" Li Zhu scratched his fingers and asked worriedly, "Can I go with you to see him?"
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