Confess That You Don't Accept It, I Change My Mind, Why Are You Crying?

Because in this day and age, smartphones are not yet popular.

Especially the food street merchants.

They live very frugally, and most of them still use feature phones.

So Jiang Zhou went directly to the communication company to rent a virtual machine.

Synthetic sounds are automatically generated once someone places an order.

Businesses and riders are then notified by phone.

In order to make the electronic sound software, the background of the cook and the virtual machine work together.

Jiang Zhou spent 10 yuan and hired five college programmers to write this program

Although compared with the app in the previous life, the efficiency is not only a star and a half.

But fortunately, the takeaway business in the university town is not that large.

So this way is enough to deal with people who are just starting out.

buzz--

buzz-

buzz--

Less than 1 minutes.

The phone kept ringing in Brother Fried Noodle's restaurant.

"Dear Ganfan Merchant, you have a new Ganfan order, please handle it in time!"

"Dear Ganfan Merchant, you have a new Ganfan order, please handle it in time!"

"Dear Ganfan Merchant, you have a new Ganfan order, please handle it in time!"

In an instant, the entire fried noodle restaurant was filled with countless electronic synthetic sounds.

The merchants who were still in a state of anxiety just now were instantly shocked.

Because almost every one has received a new order.

Fried noodles, rice noodles, potato burritos, fried rice...

Just silent for a second.

Everyone pushed the door open and rushed (daec) into their own store.

What's the matter, it's business in the middle of the night.

Earn money and have a rest!

"Da Qiang, give me your colander!"

"I also have three orders here, you can find someone else!"

"Grass, I thought there was no business, so I forgot to buy it!"

A food street that should have been quiet.

At this moment, all of a sudden it was booming and lively.

Of course, not everyone is happy.

Especially the fried noodle brother, he feels a little like crying.

Because he belongs to a small number of people who don't believe in Jiang Zhou.

So the contact information he left is fake.

"Da Qiang, you... do you have the contact information of Brother Xiao Jiang?"

"On the wall, the penultimate one, starting with 135, what do you want this for?"

"I'm so confused, I filled in a fake number when I signed the agreement that day!"

"Fuck, then you deserve it, get out of here, don't delay my meal!"

At the same time, the glass fiber factory on Beier Road.

More than 20 people are sitting on the motorcycle, smoking and chatting.

They are all day laborers in the labor market.

I usually distribute flyers, carry goods, and earn hard-earned money.

But today, they got a good job from the manager.

The employer told them to wait here at ten o'clock at night.

Someone will call them and give them two addresses.

One address is for food delivery, and the other is for food delivery.

They only need to send it back and forth, and they can get five yuan in 5 minutes.

The more you send, the more you get, and the top is not capped.

That is, if they deliver non-stop for an hour.

Just over 50 bucks.

It can directly make 100 yuan in two hours.

You know, it's only [-] yuan for the one afternoon when the flyers are distributed.

And the manager also gave them the admission card of Beijing University.

Some of them didn't even go to elementary school.

Oh, I got a college admission card today!

So they embraced it and waited.

Just then, someone's phone began to vibrate.

A few seconds later, someone else's phone began to vibrate.

The voices came one after the other, gradually increasing in urgency.

"Dear dry rice riders, you have a new order, please check the address and SMS

"Dear dry rice riders, you have a new order, please check the address and SMS

"Dear dry rice riders, you have a new order, please check the address and SMS

The workers looked at each other, immediately put on their helmets, and rode out of the factory.

The humming motorcycle engine sounded from east to west, directly blowing up the street!

They rushed all the way to the university town and plunged into the food street.

"Where is number 5?"

"This is No. 5, the order is ready!"

"What about No. 8, I'm the delivery rider for No. 8!"

"My side is 8, the rice noodle is in a box, and it's on the table!"

"What about chopsticks? How can people eat without chopsticks?"

"I'm sorry, I forgot to forget, I'm all busy!"

"Forget it, I'll dress it up for you, you hurry up and make the next one!"

Under dozens of warm incandescent lamps.

The sounds of calling and answering numbers came one after another.

In contrast, the entrance of Shangjing University is relatively quiet.

Several security guards yawned so sleepily, but did not dare to go back to lie down.

Because the captain gave them orders.

Said that there may be a lot of motorcycle riders coming tonight.

Those with access cards will be released, and those who do not have the cards will be expelled directly.

A few security guards didn't take it seriously.

on a motorcycle?How many.

If the sky is dead, it will only be two or three.

But not long.

An arrogant voice suddenly sounded from the street.

This is not a sound a motorcycle can make.

At least a dozen or so.

The security immediately woke up, picked up the baton and guarded the door.

Soon, the crowd of food delivery riders arrived at the door.

Looking around, it looks like a dragon gate formation.

After they checked the cards, they entered the school one by one.

10 minutes later.

School of Finance and Economics, male dormitory.

Xu Haodong took four takeaways from downstairs and mentioned it upstairs.

Seeing this, Gao Wenkai and Zhang Guangfa immediately rolled off the bed.

"Didn't you just place an order? So fast?"

At this time, Jiang Zhou had already returned from the lake.

He lit a cigarette and sat on a chair: "The food court is right at the school gate, so my rule is to deliver it within 20 minutes."

Xu Haodong took a bite and grabbed the cake: "You are hiring riders and developing programs. Can you make money?"