Shenhao: Drive a Lambo to deliver food and become the richest man in the world

It was only after eight o'clock in the morning, and the bright sun was hanging in the sky early, and it seemed that there would be good weather today.

In the delivery station, the station manager is eating breakfast.

He had just picked up a bun and put it in his mouth, and with the low and majestic roar of the engine, a supercar stopped at the door of the express station.

While nibbling on the buns, the station master came out curiously to see.

This supercar looks sci-fi, in the early morning sun, the body shines, and the lights shine like diamonds, which is not an ordinary sports car.

He has no research on supercars, so he doesn't know that this is the "Lamborghini Poison" that has been sold for more than 30 million and has now been fried to hundreds of millions, and there are few in the whole of China.

However, this does not prevent him from seeing that this supercar is absolutely expensive and expensive, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Strange, how could a person who drives such a supercar run to his broken place?

The door of the supercar was raised upwards like wings, and Su Chen, who was wearing a courier suit, walked down from the car.

The station master opened his mouth wide in amazement, and the bun in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

Su Chen said hello with a smile.

"The stationmaster is early, I'm here to pick up the goods."

The station master looked at Su Chen blankly, and when he heard his greeting, he suddenly came back to his senses.

He looked at the "poison" that stopped outside, and then at Su Chen, his eyes had become a little awe-inspiring.

"Sue... Achen, this is your car?

Su Chen thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes." Although

"Poison" only has a one-month right to use, he is indeed its sole owner, and there is nothing wrong with his car.

The stationmaster's eyes were dull, and he felt that he suddenly couldn't understand the world.

At this time, a man came out of it carrying several couriers.

Su Chen looked at it, oh, coincidentally, it was the same colleague who joked with him yesterday and said that he would wear a helmet to deliver the express.

"Early." Su Chen also said hello to him.

"Early." The man answered casually, carried the courier out, and immediately noticed the "poison" stopped at the door.

He put the delivery on his tricycle, turned around and looked at it in shock for a long time, muttering something uncertain.

"This car... I've seen it on the Internet, it seems to be very expensive, what is it called..."

Su Chen said.

The man suddenly said: "Yes, yes, it's called this name, it's super expensive, it seems to cost 10 or 20 million!" "

The price is more than 30 million, and now the price has been speculated to hundreds of millions."

"Yes, yes, I remembered." The man glanced at Su Chen: "Little brother, you have a lot of research on super cars!"

Su Chen was about to be humble, but the man changed into a tone of teaching juniors.

"You can't be too good and ambitious, this kind of supercar, not within our reach, studying this thing is a pure waste of time, or working hard is the right thing."

Su Chen: "..." This

person has no bad intentions, but the style of this elder is really unlikeable.

He is also in his thirties, and this age is not enough to be his own elder.

Listening to the man's words pointing to Su Chen, the station master looked at him a few times with a strange face, as if he wanted to say something, looked at Su Chen, and held back.

Seeing that Su Chen did not make a sound, the man thought that he had listened to his own teachings, and nodded with some satisfaction.

Then he turned his head and asked the station manager curiously: "Brother Liu, whose supercar is this?"

The station master held back for a while and said, "Su Chen's." "

Who is Su Chen?"

The station master pointed to Su Chen: "Oh, that's him." The

expression on the man's face was suddenly wonderful, he looked at the super car, and then at Su Chen, he only felt that his brain was a little unable to turn.

He knew what level of supercar "Poison" was, so he didn't suspect that Su Chen was rented, and this kind of car couldn't be rented at all.

What's the situation?

Yesterday I still drove three broken wheels, why did I drive a supercar of more than 30 million to pick up today?

A sudden flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This is the rich second generation to experience life, right?

And it is the top rich second generation, the average rich second generation can not afford this level of supercars!

Driving a supercar as a courier?

Groove, this way of pretending is really trendy!

It's good that I haven't offended him before, otherwise it would be a big trouble!

Looking at the man with a wonderful expression, Su Chen didn't know what to react, hesitated, and smiled at him with some embarrassment.

This time, he felt embarrassed for the man.

The man's face was red and he was silent for a long time before he snorted, "I... I go to pick up, I go to pick up. He

no longer dared to talk indiscriminately, buried his head in work, and finished his express delivery in three or two clicks.

The man shrank his head and said goodbye to the two: "Station master, Su... Da Shao, I'll go first, see you later, see you back..."

Then slammed the accelerator and slipped away.

Su Chen, who was signing the goods list, shook his head a little funny, signed it, and also began to move his own express.

The station master came over enthusiastically: "Brother Su, I'll help you."

Su Chen said a little embarrassed: "No need, there are not many express deliveries, I will finish moving in a few clicks."

The station manager said with a smile: "It's really rare that a wealthy young man like you comes to be a courier, I can't tire you out."

Su Chen cried and laughed: "Brother Liu, don't make fun of me, I'm a courier, really!" The

station master squeezed his eyebrows at him: "I understand!" I know!

Su Chen: "..."

Yes, he knows that this kind of explanation is useless, and others will only believe their own inferences.

He can't always say that he has a system, and no one believes it.

Watching Su Chen pile the express to the co-pilot's seat of "Poison", the station manager's eyes twitched, and he covered his chest with some heartache.

Watching Chao run away, the station master held back for a while, but he still couldn't help the desire to complain.

"It's barbaric! It's so rough! What a trench inhumanity! What a waste of such a good car! "

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Driving a supercar to deliver the express, there doesn't seem to be much special, except that every time you stop, a bunch of people will run over to watch.

By the way, when he saw Su Chen in a courier suit get off the car, he was shocked.

Oh, and the advantage is that there is suddenly no traffic jam on the road.

"Poison" roared all the time, like a road bully, exuding the breath of "Mo Laozi".

Wherever it goes, the car will be like a little girl seeing a muscular rogue, and it will be busy hiding far away.

This too smooth road condition caused Su Chen's speed of delivering express delivery to be greatly accelerated.

In half a day's work, today's express delivery is half finished, it seems that today can end work early.

Downstairs, Su Chen took a courier and made several phone calls to the customers above, but he couldn't get through.

In this case, he had no choice but to put the express delivery in the express pickup cabinet in the community, and then sent a text message to the customer to let him pick it up himself.

Then he continued to deliver the next courier non-stop.

But when he was halfway through, the customer who couldn't be contacted just now suddenly called him.

"What about my courier? You said it was put in the self-carrying cabinet, I went to see it, it was empty?! "