Rebirth of Super God Takeaway

Chapter 29 Come With Us
Seeing Li Goudan's flattering appearance, which won the favor of the leader, some of the takeaway boys showed envious expressions on their faces.

To be honest, they also want to be like Li Goudan, who can sit in the office and dictate, but their salary at the end of the month is not less than them.

After all, it is really difficult to deliver food every day in the wind and sun, and to worry about complaints and bad reviews from customers.

But everyone's "talent" is limited. Not only are they stupid, their brains are not very flexible, and they don't understand the "thick and dark way", let alone flattering leaders by observing words and demeanor.

Apart from delivering food, how can they win the favor of their leaders if they can't do anything else?
Therefore, it can only be a staring envy, and continue to do what should be done.

And there are still a large number of takeaway boys who sneer at Li Goudan's behavior and hold an attitude of contempt.

Of course, they are not out of jealousy.

It's because of their upright character.

Yes, maybe you can get promoted in a short period of time by relying on flattery.

But can food delivery be delivered for a lifetime?
In the future, I will always find another job that is more suitable for supporting my family.

Besides, not every leader likes to flatter employees.

Human beings, the most important thing is to live in a down-to-earth manner, neither humble nor overbearing.

It is better to die early than to live humblely.

Maybe in the next life, I can vote for a good family?

No, you don't have to work so hard.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In a street park directly opposite Songcheng Bus Station, Venerable Lingxi and a group of monks were eating melon seeds and basking in the sun.

Usually they are all busy.

If anything happens, we always communicate by phone.

The advancement of science and technology made them not even bother to use the thousand-mile sound transmission spell.

The days of getting together to chat and fart like today, I can count them with my toes.

Carelessly throwing the melon seed skin on the ground carelessly, Yun Longzi looked at Venerable Lingxi and asked, "How is it, brother? You have had a rest all night, can you sense the call from the upper realm now?"

Before Venerable Lingxi could answer, a cleaning aunt who was staring at him appeared with a broom and dustpan.

The cleaning aunt first gave Yunlongzi a hard look, and then her sharp eyes swept over the monks beside him who were eating melon seeds one by one.

Then, while sweeping the melon seeds on the floor, he said in an unhappy tone: "The city is my home, and the environment and sanitation depend on everyone. Tell me about you, everyone is a lot of age, and the quality is not as good as mine who went to kindergarten." What about my little granddaughter? Really, shame on me!"

A group of monks who were eating melon seeds had a look of astonishment on their faces.

It seems that apart from Yun Longzi's dead bald head and lack of quality, we didn't litter here, did we?

Do you want to kill a large area with a stick?

Simply wronged!
But complaining in my heart is complaining, and no monk wants to talk to Auntie Cleaning.

That will only make you look less qualified.

This is simply a shame for monks like them who have lived for at least hundreds or thousands of years.

Yun Longzi blushed in a rare old way.

He stood up, his bald forehead reflected light.

"A...Auntie, I was wrong. Come on, let me clean it for you."

"Go, go, who is your aunt? You are older than my second uncle in terms of age. You are really old and immoral." Aunt Cleaning finished sweeping the floor cursing and left.

There were only a group of monks holding back their laughter, and Yun Longzi, the embarrassing "old and unscrupulous" left in place.

Alas, when I am old, I still want to let fellow Taoists laugh at me. This kind of shameful feeling is really sad.

At this time, Venerable Lingxi sighed, stood up and said, "Oh, thank you all fellow Taoists for your concern, but I really can't feel the call from the upper realm, it seems that after the catastrophe, there is nothing like before. any changes."

"Fellow Daoist Lingxi, don't be distressed." The good old man Lingyang in the cultivation world also stood up and comforted him: "There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. It is impossible for the heavens to let you be hacked for nothing."

For some reason, after crossing the catastrophe, Venerable Lingxi had a psychological shadow.

He was afraid of hearing the word "crack".

As soon as he heard someone say this word, he felt numb and uncomfortable all over.

"Hey! Fellow Daoists, please go back. I want to be alone for a while. When there is news in the future, I will definitely notify you as soon as possible." Venerable Lingxi's tone was quite aggrieved.

But it is also true, anyone who has practiced for thousands of years can finally ascend to the Dao, but in the end he can't fly up. I am afraid that few people can bear this depressing feeling.

At this time, Guidi Shensuan, who had just arrived this morning, took out a pair of tortoise shells and copper coins in his arms, and began to fiddle with them on the ground.

He was going to make a divination for Venerable Lingxi to see whether it would be good or bad.

However, at this moment, five burly men suddenly emerged from the nearby grass.

These five big men were all wearing blue uniforms, big-brimmed hats on their heads, and a shiny badge pinned to their chests.

I saw on the badge it said, Songcheng Comprehensive Law Enforcement Brigade.

Co-authored, these are five legendary city management officers who are invincible in the universe and whose combat power is comparable to that of a delivery guy!

A Leopard Eye City* bear the brunt of it, and shouted loudly: "Hey, hey, the one who threw the copper coins on the ground. Yes, it's you, who looks as ugly as Nicholas Zhao Si. I don't know if we've been squatting here for a long time. How many days has it been? A co-author of a citizen reported that someone here is making a *jian* superstition* letter saying that it is you. Come on, come with us."

The bewildered tortoise divining god is not well.

"I'm not superstitious about Feng*Jian*, I'm a real master's inheritance, Yuan Shoucheng is the founder of our "Bu Jiazong"..."

"Uh...you can't take me back...All fellow daoists, please help me, you should speak for me."

Gui Bu Shen Suan's small body was framed by two burly men, like a little chick, he was about to cry.

To be honest, if the person who "kidnapped" him was someone of the same kind, then he would definitely not be slaughtered like he is now.

It's not bad if you don't need to smash the opponent into a paste with the hard tortoise shell in your hand.

But now they are facing five ordinary people.

Although they are all burly and hulking.

But that didn't dare to do it at all.

Another accidental killing of one or two is simply a sinful debt on the road of cultivation.

There must be a demon in the heart.

Pfft...hahaha...

At this moment, the fellow daoists present couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It's not that they don't have sympathy, it's that Gui Bu Shen Suan's wrinkled old face, the little expression of grievance is a little too funny.

While laughing, some fellow Taoists even took out their cellphones and started snapping wildly.

I have to say that the relationship between these old guys who have lived for thousands of years is really good.

If one party is in trouble, all parties praise it, and they are talking about it.

(End of this chapter)