Qi Zhenguo was left standing there clutching his head as the SUV sped off in a cloud of dust.
Nearby, a few youngsters stared at their phones excitedly. "Did you get it on video?"
"Got it, got it! This is going to be hugely popular online tomorrow!"
"Let's go interview that delivery guy..."
Qi Zhenguo glanced at them before riding away on his electric scooter.
Seeing him leave, the rookie paparazzi looked disappointed. But then they spotted Su He about to leave on his e-scooter.
"Hey buddy, we run a social media site and want to interview you about what just happened."
"Interview about what?" Su He was used to scenes like this. Nowadays delivery guys had become punching bags for some people.
Whether the drivers smiled politely or stooped low, they were still met with verbal abuse instead of understanding. Under the constraints of the platforms, drivers' dignity had gradually faded. Life wasn't like in the TV shows - trying to make an honest living while standing upright was truly difficult.
"What do you think about the SUV owner insulting the delivery guy earlier?"
"I watched it sitting on my e-scooter..."
Su He didn't think highly of these paparazzi either. Brandishing the banner of exposing ugliness, they were actually just trying to profit. If they were so righteous, why hadn't they spoken up earlier?
Su He rode off without another word.
...
Zhang Dada went viral!
He became the target of online outrage after paparazzi released a video of him insulting a delivery guy. The contrast was stark between Zhang Dada in his nice car and designer clothes and the humble, bloody-faced delivery man.
Qi Zhenguo was the epitome of countless delivery guys who swallowed their bitterness only to be met with curses, discrimination, and verbal abuse.
Yet Qi Zhenguo in the video didn't dare to fight back. It was heartbreaking to watch.
At the end, Su He sat alone on his e-scooter and glanced coldly at the camera before riding away solitary.
Viewers in the comments also recognized Su He as a supporting actor in the TV series "Night Walker." Discussion about Su He ensued.
As the parties involved, Qi Zhenguo and Su He carried on with their daily lives, shuttling around streets and alleyways delivering meals to thousands of households.
"Hello, Meituan delivery!"
Su He stood at the door. This was his first order of the day, placed by a Mr. Zhang at a luxury residential compound.
He waited a full three minutes before the door finally opened. A man with a face mask on complained, "Why are you rushing me? Can't you see I'm doing a face mask? The order clearly said to wait until I finish. Why do I keep getting dumb delivery guys like you? Are you looking for a bad rating?"
Facing the shrill scolding, Su He took a deep breath and handed over the breakfast bag, "Sorry Mr. Zhang, here is your delivery."
Zhang Dada rolled his eyes, grabbed the bag, and slammed the door shut.
Su He let out a sigh of relief. He didn't expect to run into someone like this so early in the morning. Not thinking much of it, he continued making his deliveries.
Inside, Zhang Dada sat on the sofa still cursing up a storm, "So unlucky. All I run into are crappy people. Now I can't even step outside my door."
Just then his phone rang.
After the call, Zhang Dada hurriedly changed clothes, put on a hat, headphones, glasses, and a face mask before rushing out.
In the garage he chose an ordinary sedan - his designated car for avoiding the paparazzi. While he could be fearless online, there were too many people wanting to hit him in real life.
Qi Zhenguo didn't work today because of his head injury. Unsurprisingly, Su He topped the leaderboard with 69 orders by 2 pm. The runner up had only 41.
Su He stopped accepting orders and rode towards the Capital Airport.
He didn't expect Ma Mingzhe and the other two to come for real. After waiting over 10 minutes, they emerged dragging their luggage.
Dong Yong sprinted the fastest and jumped straight onto the backseat.
Su He was surprised by their arrival, though they said it wasn't fair he got to act while they couldn't. Given the chance, they could do it too.
Ma Mingzhe and Pan Zhigang hailed a taxi to take their luggage to Su He's hostel. Su He had informed the owner to arrange a separate 4-person room for 200 yuan per night.
"Bro Dong, we ain't hugging waists, ya hear?"
"You've changed, Su He."
"Piss off, get your hands off me!"
"I won't..."
To welcome his friends, Su He didn't do any deliveries that night. Instead he treated them to hot pot at the same place Boss Fan had before.
As soon as they sat down, the three looked expectantly at Su He.
Su He turned to the owner, "Boss, the bill please!"
The owner was puzzled why they wanted the check when the dishes just arrived.
"Boss, two more cases of beer!" Ma Mingzhe shouted.
"Let's make a cheers first, brothers!" Dong Yong stood up with his glass.
Pan Zhigang sat there grinning foolishly as he raised his glass, "Thanks Su He for treating!"
After two bottles each, lively chatter ensued.
"Su He, when are we going to the set? I read online you've got connections. Put in a good word so we can get some decent roles..."
"Listen Su He, when I was little I could do backflips, ride a unicycle...I can even do handstands..."
"Everyone can handstand. Don't listen to their nonsense Su He. We ain't using backdoors. We'll make it on our own skills. Just point us in the right direction tomorrow and we'll take care of the rest!"
"You're really quitting delivery?" Su He asked in surprise.
"You ever see those delivery and rideshare guys get rich? Wang Baoqiang started out as an extra before becoming a huge celeb right? He's set for life. With our acting chops, it'd be a loss for Chinese TV and film if we don't get into the biz..."
"Damn right. It's just acting, could it be tougher than delivery? We ain't afraid of hardship. Don't blame us when we get more famous than you..."
"Come on, bottoms up!"
Apart from Boss Fan, Su He didn't have many friends in the capital, so he was happy to host Ma Mingzhe and the guys. As for their aspirations of acting, Boss Fan's situation showed just how difficult it was to go from extra to star.
They drank from 8 pm until 1 am, stumbling back to the hostel arm in arm.
"Bro Dong, you take the top bunk..."
"No Su He, I'm sleeping with you..."
"Piss off!"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
