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!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
