What to do when you have money

Chapter 2 Lucky Cat

"I have a small motorcycle, I ride it every day, I ride it around, I fart in anger, chug, chug, chug..."

Every day at noon is the busiest time for customers to order takeout. Zhao Hao’s mobile phone order (this is also harmonious) platform keeps posting tasks. It seems that it will not stop until these takeaway riders are exhausted.

Tired?

I'm very tired, and every day when I ride a motorcycle, I can get hemorrhoids in my buttocks.

Are you happy?

Hey, I am the happiest when I get paid every month.

As a takeaway rider, you are not afraid of your phone ringing, but you are afraid that your phone will not ring.

It is normal for a qualified food delivery rider to take 30 to 50 orders every day. Counting 5 yuan for each order, it is not a problem to earn 200 yuan on a successful day.

It depends on whether you are diligent or not on weekdays. If you are lazy, it is not impossible to hide in a place with no signal for a day.

The question is, why did you come here as a delivery rider? Isn’t it just to make money.If you want to be comfortable and not suffer, it is better to go home and lie on the bed and be an uncle. The wind will not blow, and the rain will not catch you.

Money for delivery riders is easy to spend but hard to earn.

Whether it's rainy or snowy, as long as the customer orders, they have to work hard to deliver it to others.

Even if you send it late, you will be fined 5 yuan for a bad review.

Who is easy, who is not easy.

Zhao Hao took the time to eat a bowl of ramen, relishing the thin layer of beef taste, and suddenly remembered Huahua's happy look when eating small dried fish.

"I'm not as good as a cat."

He looked at his phone, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, the platform finally shut up, and he also had a chance to take a lazy break.

Zhao Hao and the boss calculated the price for the noodles, and the ramen comes with side dishes, a total of 10 yuan.

He scanned the QR code on the counter with his mobile phone and thought again.

"If only I were as rich as Er Ma."

After muttering this sentence, he burst out laughing, this is just a dream, just think about it, how can there be such a good thing in the world.

Even if there was, according to his tragic fate, it would not be his turn.

He shook his head mockingly and walked outside the store to the motorcycle parked under the shade of a tree.

He laid down the big ladder of the motorcycle and lay down on it, with his feet on the handlebars and his head resting on the incubator, feeling a little drowsy.

Just before his eyelids were about to stick together, he subconsciously stuffed the mobile phone hanging around his neck into the vest. After doing this, the little snoring sounded immediately.

Zhao Hao had a dream.

The dream is so real, but also so illusory, the real seems to be real, and the illusory makes people dare not believe it is real.

What was he dreaming about?
He dreamed of Hua Hua.

It was the fat stray orange cat.

Huahua said to him: "I was originally a pet cat raised by Wang Hai, the God of Wealth in the sky. I went down to the world to play for a year while he was asleep, but I didn't expect to meet you. Before I met you, many people disliked me. Only You insist on feeding me food every day. Now my master is about to wake up, and I am going back to heaven. In order to repay you for your hard work this year, I decided to send you a fortune."

Zhao Hao: "Well, hehe."

Huahua: "."

"I'm not joking. I am a cat raised by the God of Wealth. I am a beckoning cat. I will give you a fortune and money that you will never spend in your lifetime."

Zhao Hao: "Well, hehehe"

Seeing that Zhao Hao didn't believe it, Huahua was so anxious that it pulled its beard back and forth with its claws.

"Believe it or not, I have given away the money. Not only the money, you also have to remember that for every 1 yuan you spend, you can exchange for one point. Points can be used to hire or buy out The avatars of all celebrities, gods and ghosts, and magic weapons before the fall of the Qing Dynasty. Remember, don’t be afraid to spend money, and don’t care how you spend it. You can never spend this money. Well, my master calls me, you If you have any questions to ask me, just call my name softly in your heart. That's right, the name my master gave me is also Huahua."

After Huahua finished saying these words, she ran away and disappeared without a trace, leaving only Zhao Hao, who was grinning silly, standing on the spot like a log.

"You have a new takeaway order, please check it."

Zhao Hao was awakened from his dream by the notification sound from his mobile phone.

He sat up, rubbed his sleepy eyes with his hands, rubbed his hands suddenly stopped, and his mind began to wander.

What did I just do?
Had a dream!

I dreamed of Huahua, the scary thing is that it can talk.

What's even more frightening is that I can still understand it when it speaks.

What's even scarier is that it also said to give me money that I can't spend in my life!
"Is it dark?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao looked up at the sky, the vicious sun was still hanging in the sky, and he showed him a mocking smile.

"It's not dark, I'm really daydreaming."

Daydreaming is no good, let's keep our feet on the ground and earn money honestly.

Zhao Hao stretched his body, inserted the key into the keyhole of the motorcycle, turned on the ignition, started it, and drove away.

"chug, chug"

It took less than 5 minutes for Zhao Hao to arrive at the pick-up location.

"Old Zhao, you came here very quickly. Wait a minute, I'll do it now." The shop owner greeted Zhao Hao and said politely, but his ass did not leave the chair, and he was still sitting there brushing. Douyin.

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry."

Zhao Hao replied politely, but snatched the shop owner's mobile phone in his hand and said, "Hurry up and do it, or you will get a bad review if you deliver it late."

The store owner took back his mobile phone from Zhao Hao's hand and put it in his pocket, muttering, "Could it be that you gave it a good review long ago?"

"hiss"

Zhao Hao stared at the shop owner's plump buttocks that went away thoughtfully and said, "What you said is not unreasonable."

He and the store owner are already familiar with such actions and dialogues. After all, both of them are over 30 years old, and they still have some common language in some aspects.

For example..

Well, you guessed it!

Zhao Hao sat where the shop owner had been sitting just now, not because of anything else, not because of the warmth left on the stool, but because this stool is the cleanest when the room is full.

After all, the shop owner just rubbed his butt with his ass just now, didn't he.

Zhao Hao rarely uses Douyin, but he likes to use headlines.

He also established a Toutiao account there, regularly browses the news, and confronts those trolls.

The result is self-evident, he lost.

After all, amateurs can't do professional work.

He just opened the headline, and before the annoying opening advertisement on it finished playing, he saw a text message pop up suddenly.

"Ding Dong, you have an unread message."

Is it a toad text message?

Zhao Hao raised his hand gracefully, and pointed a middle finger on the information note with great quality.

"Dear user, your savings card with the end number 8848 received a new amount of 7 yuan at 30:14 ​​on July 36th, and the current balance is 1000000000000 yuan. If you have any questions, please call XXXXXX [postal savings bank]"

Maybe some dear guest officers will ask, didn’t you say that food delivery is very profitable, why is your account balance only 3426 yuan?

That's a sad story.

During the journey of Zhao Hao's life, he encountered a besieged city. I don't know who gave him the courage. After he went in with a book with a + sign, he changed into another book with a - sign when he came out.

Seeing the series of zeros on the text message, Zhao Hao was stunned, and then he reacted quickly.

"What the hell is the Postal Savings Bank of China? Tiandi Bank, otherwise there are so many zeros. The scammers are getting less and less professional now."

Zhao Hao calmly turned off the text messages, opened the headlines again, and was about to scroll. At the same time, he muttered: "I don't want too many, just cover the table in front of me and I will be satisfied."

Just as he finished speaking, a red light flashed across the empty table in front of him, and a pile of cute and pink hundred-yuan bills covered the table.

"This this?"

"Bang dang."

　If I hadn't been taken away by the people from the Second Mental Hospital before it was put on the shelves, two drops a day would be guaranteed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)