I deliver courier in the world

Chapter 40
The next day.

"Ah~"

Chu Feng yawned and climbed up from the bed with difficulty.

After scratching his hair, Chu Feng only felt a splitting headache.

From the time I went out to eat and drink yesterday afternoon until I returned to the dormitory in the evening, I was still drinking.

Chu Feng only remembered that he fell to the ground after drinking the last glass of wine.

Zhang Dongwei resolutely refused to drink yesterday, not even a drop of alcohol.

I don't know which tendon is wrong.

According to his own words: smoking hurts the lungs, drinking hurts the stomach.

Quit smoking and drinking from now on? ? ?

I remember that after hearing these words, Chu Feng and Liu Bingju were speechless together.

"You, Zhang Dongwei, must be able to resist drinking today!"

"Old Chu and I will go backwards!"

Not surprisingly, Chu Feng and Liu Bingju indeed walked back to the dormitory backwards.

"My God! It's 09:30!"

Chu Feng touched the phone and saw three missed calls from Li Jianlin.

Hastily washed his face and rushed out of the dormitory, making phone calls while running.

"Hello? Brother Li!"

"No! I drank too much last night."

"Isn't this my roommate celebrating my successful interview!"

"Oh, come here now."

When Chu Feng rushed to the school gate, Li Jianlin happened to come in.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Chu Feng loaded the courier, picked up the sack and set off.

Chu Feng stood in the garden and put all the couriers into the black iron box.

Looking at the courier in his hand, he glanced at the customer's name.

"The king's neck is tight???"

"Isn't the name too funny?"

Chu Feng couldn't help laughing at the words "Wang Neck tight".

"Okay, I will deliver this product! Go over and see where the talent is."

"It matches the name of Liu Bingzhou."

Chu Feng was quick and popular, but he stood in front of Wang Bojing's dormitory within 5 minutes.

"Boom boom boom!"

"The king's neck is tight!"

"anyone there?"

Seeing that the dormitory door was ajar, Chu Feng opened it and walked straight in.

The house was in disarray, and the floor was covered with discarded toilet paper.

One piece of paper was still wet.
Chu Feng pinched his nose, his face full of disgust, and he walked in to take a look: there was irregular keyboard tapping sound from the computer desk, and the earphones of the man sitting on the chair were so loud that Chu Feng could stand behind him. Hear it clearly.

Sudden.

"Go on!"

"Team!"

"Pull Yinx back!"

"The mouse is in the grass!"

"Be careful on the other side Vincent!"

Chu Feng was taken aback by the sudden shouts.

Stand quietly behind the chair and look at the game interface.

It seems that this person is the king's neck tight.

Those who don't go to class during the day, instead stay in the dormitory and play games.

I don't know how to stay in this dormitory.

Leaving aside the balls of paper on the ground, the table was full of socks and cigarette ashes.

Looking at the socks, they can probably stand up.

Not to mention the taste.

After losing a wave of team battles, Wang Bo greeted his teammate's family with a grudge.

Game lost.

Everything suddenly became dull.

Wang Nian lowered his head and put his slippered feet on the chair.

He rubbed the black mud between his toes with his left hand.

Roll into a small ball.

Then he sniffed at the tip of his nose.

"Hmm! Maybe it's because I got angry recently, or I put too much salt in the pasta yesterday."

Wang Bo talked to himself with his fingers tightly, and his analysis was logical.

You can actually diagnose yourself as having a fever by smelling dirt.

And eat too much salt.

Talent!

"vomit!"

Chu Feng felt that he was about to suffocate, so he coughed quickly, resisting the urge to vomit.

Wang Ning heard the voice behind him, took off his earphones and turned his head.

Weird!

Wang's tight neck looks really strange.

She had a pair of neat bangs, sticking to her forehead in a messy manner, extremely sloppy.

The distance between the eyes and eyebrows is nearly two centimeters.

Compared with ordinary people, the distance between eyebrows and eyes is twice as long!
Mouth and nose are normal.

Not so uniquely outstanding.

As for the jaw and neck.

Let Chu Feng completely refresh his own aesthetics.

I saw that the king's tight neck was extremely generous.

There is also an inward groove in the middle of the chin, like a deep pit.

The neck is as slender as a duck's neck.
It really lives up to its name.
The king's neck is tight!
"What are you doing?"

Wang Bo looked at the shocked Chu Feng and asked.

"Delivery by courier."

Chu Feng admired his professional ethics. Although he was shocked speechless by Wang Jieqing, he still greeted him with a smile.

Wang Bo looked at Chu Feng tightly, and muttered: "Crazy, it's really free to deliver it to your door by express."

"It seems that it is not easy to deliver express delivery now, and they have to deliver it to the door."

Looking sideways at Chu Feng, he said, "Put it on the table."

"Hey, that's great." Chu Feng stuffed the courier into Wang Neck's hand, and then took Wang Neck's arm and placed it on the table.

no way!
The provisions of the system are delivered to the customer.

Now that the king's neck is tight, he puts himself on the table.

I had no choice but to stuff the courier into Wang Neckkin's hand first, and then lifted Wang Neckkin's arm enduring the nausea.

Satisfying all requirements of customers is the basic quality of a courier!
Wang Bojin was baffled by Chu Feng's actions, and said with an unusually rich expression: "Crazy!?"

When Wang Bojin spoke, his mouth was twisted, his eyebrows were raised and lowered, and his chin was the most dramatic: it swayed left and right, up and down.

It looks like two peaks shaking.

Chu Feng suppressed a smile and asked: "Brother, although it's a bit impolite, I still want to ask, why do you look like this?"

"My parents gave birth!"

Wang Bojin didn't feel angry at Chu Feng's curiosity at all, and said without shyness at all.

Anyway, I'm used to seeing other people's eyes.

What's wrong with your appearance?
Is it bothering you?

Or have you eaten at home?
"Well, you haven't thought about the whole face?" Chu Feng continued to ask.

Wang Bo looked at Chu Feng with contempt: "It was born by parents, and it was born by parents. Didn't labor and management say that?"

"Body and hair are subject to parents. Don't dare to hurt, this is the beginning of filial piety."

"I'm going to have plastic surgery, how can I be worthy of my parents?"

"That's right!" Chu Feng suddenly realized, and a trace of admiration rose in his heart.

Although this person looks bad, he still has knowledge in his heart.

He seems to be a man who abides by his filial piety.

honourable!

Before Chu Feng could finish his admiration, Wang Bo continued to say: "Hey, in fact, the main thing is being poor and having no money to pay."

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Brother!

I just admired you for a few seconds!
How come such a reversal of God?

Hey!
Impressed!

Chu Feng sighed infinitely in his heart.

"If I want to be rich, I have to be like that, Song Joong-ki!"

"Look, this is the only one, I need some hyaluronic acid!"

"And under the eyebrows, I have to pull myself!"

"Look at this, I need a pad for my chin!"

"Ah! I can't even imagine what I'll look like after plastic surgery."

"So handsome!"

"Damn me! Nowhere to put it."

"charm!"

"."

Chu Feng could no longer look directly at the strange flower in front of him.

Talent!

Talent!

Talent!
Chu Feng walked out of the gate of Wang Bojing's dormitory, and the shock in his heart could not be subsided for a long time.

(End of this chapter)