Super Didi System

Zhou Haoyu stared at Wei Shiyu's phone for a long, long time.

Finally, he took a deep breath and pressed a number.

"Hey, Qiangzi, come to the hospital, Yu Wen and I got into a car accident."

Zhou Haoyu didn't call Wei Shiyu, mainly because he didn't want to alarm Wei Zhenhua.

He felt that he had bent his waist for a mere 5000 yuan, and it didn't sound good to hear about it.

"What? How did you get into a car accident?"

Sun Qiang, who was sleeping, immediately sat up in shock when he received the call.

"I'm in the People's Hospital, you come here first and then we can talk." Zhou Haoyu didn't want to explain now, nor was he in the mood to explain.

He called Sun Qiang here mainly to take care of Li Yuwen, so that he could go out and find ways to make money.

"Okay, I'll be right over." Sun Qiang hung up the phone and rushed to the hospital immediately.

Looking at the phone, Zhou Haoyu murmured to himself, "Now we have no other choice but to sell the phone."

The crazy fork that Wei Shiyu gave him has a market price of close to 1 yuan, and he has only used it for a few days, so he thinks it should be able to sell for 5000 yuan.

After waiting at the gate of the hospital for a while, a taxi stopped in front of Zhou Haoyu.

Sun Qiang got out of the car and saw that Zhou Haoyu looked like a "blood man", he asked in horror: "Haozi, what did you do?"

"I'm fine, it's just a bit of a skin injury. You go and take care of Yuwen first, and I'm going out for a while." Zhou Haoyu replied lightly.

He was like this and said he was fine, but Sun Qiang didn't believe it at all.

"Are you kidding me? You're already like this, and you still say it's just a little bit of skin?" Sun Qiang directly took Zhou Haoyu into the hospital, and said, "Hurry up and let the doctor take a good look at it, otherwise I won't Collect the body for you."

Although the words were not pleasant, Zhou Haoyu felt very warm in his heart.

"Trust me, I'm really fine." Zhou Haoyu pushed Sun Qiang's hand away, and said with a serious face: "You take care of Yuwen for me first, I have to go out to pay for medical expenses."

Sun Qiang was very angry and blamed himself when he found that Zhou Haoyu was half dead, and he still had to worry about Li Yuwen's medical expenses.

He hated himself for not being rich, for throwing a wad of money at them for not being rich enough, and then domineeringly said that he would ask his brother if he didn't have enough money.

But the reality is, his pockets are cleaner than his face.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon." Zhou Haoyu saw through Sun Qiang's thoughts, patted him on the shoulder and left.

It was already early in the morning, and there were no mobile phone shops open on the street.

Except for 24-hour convenience stores, all other stores have basically closed.

The whole street seemed a little deserted.

But Zhou Haoyu's idea is very firm, that is, the mobile phone must be sold, and the deposit must be collected.

"Gollum..."

Before taking a few steps, Zhou Haoyu's stomach growled.

Turning around, he saw a convenience store next to him, but he didn't even have the courage to go in and buy a piece of bread.

He had hundreds of dollars on him, but he knew that these were far from enough for Li Yuwen's medical expenses.

Moreover, the driver who caused the accident fled on the spot, and no one could be found to pay for it.

A car sped past, and a gust of cold wind swept towards Zhou Haohu, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Hungry and cold, he could only swallow his saliva.

At this time, he saw a sign not far away that said "recycling of old machines" in four big characters.

Zhou Haoyu ran over excitedly, knocked on the door and shouted, "Is anyone there?"

The rolling shutter door slapped very loudly, and the boss inside was woken up.

"Who is knocking on the door, is it sick?"

A voice full of anger came from inside.

But Zhou Haoyu didn't care at all, he shouted joyfully: "Boss, open the door, I'll talk to you about business."

How can a mobile phone store negotiate much business.

The boss replied impatiently: "Go away, don't disturb my sleep."

"Boss, why don't you open the door first, I'm sure it will surprise you." Zhou Haoyu continued to pat the door and shouted unrelentingly.

The boss knew that people outside would not leave unless he opened the door, so he had to get up and open the door.

"Fuck, is it a human or a ghost?"

Seeing Zhou Haoyu like this, the boss jumped back in fright.

"Boss, don't be afraid. I'm human, but I was injured a little bit." Zhou Haoyu licked his lips and said.

The boss saw Zhou Haoyu's shadow on the ground, so he was sure that he was not a ghost.

If he knew that Zhou Haoyu had just come up from the underworld, he would probably be scared to death.

Since Zhou Haoyu is human, he has nothing to fear.

"Why did you wake me up in the middle of the night?" the boss asked angrily.

Zhou Haoyu took out his mobile phone and asked kindly: "Boss, how much is this mobile phone worth?"

Although Zhou Haoyu's clothes were dyed red, it could still be seen that they were cheap street goods.

And it was so late, he was selling a mobile phone, which made the boss suspicious.

No matter where Zhou Haoyu looked at it, he didn't look like someone who could afford to love crazy people.

"Where did you get this phone?" The boss didn't let Zhou Haoyu in, and asked directly at the door.

"Someone gave it to me. I sold it because I needed money urgently. Boss, don't worry about it. Let's see how much it's worth." Zhou Haoyu is very anxious now because he urgently needs money to save his life.

The boss didn't believe a word of this sentence.

"Give it away?" The boss sneered, and said lightly, "I think you stole it?"

He suspected that Zhou Haoyu had stolen the phone, and that the injuries on his body were found and beaten.

That's why he woke him up in the middle of the night, just to get rid of the stolen goods.

Zhou Haoyu didn't want to argue, and asked directly: "Don't worry about whether I stole it or not, I'll just ask you if you will accept it or not?"

"Accepted, of course." The boss flashed a wicked smile, turned and walked inside.

The reason why he wants to ask those questions is of course that there are interests in it.

If it is stolen goods, then he can recycle it at a low price and sell it at a high price.

Zhou Haoyu also followed in, and asked as he walked, "Then tell me, how much is this worth?"

The boss turned on the phone and looked at it, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and he murmured: "Fuck, it still has the largest memory."

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Haoyu found that this boss was a bit weird, but now he had no choice.

The boss didn't answer his question. He shook his phone and said, "Your phone is indeed quite new, but it's hard for me to sell it as stolen goods. If it's found out, I'm still jointly and severally responsible, but you said you need money urgently. I also sympathize with you, and the price is 4000."

In fact, if this mobile phone is really sold as a second-hand mobile phone, it can be worth six to seven thousand.

However, the boss seized the weakness of this dirty thing and deliberately lowered the price.

Zhou Haoyu didn't care about the boss's hypocritical words, and didn't want to explain them.

It’s just that the price is really too low, Zhou Haoyu frowned, thinking, “If it’s 4000, it’s still 1000 short, and there’s no time now, where can I get the money?”