Chapter 20 - First Complaint (3)

Lin Zhengke moved his body slowly, and the feeling of loss was more terrible than the elevator falling just now.

"Young man, are you alright?" a lady looked at Lin Zhengke, who was purple-faced, and asked enthusiastically.

Lin Zhengke shook his head and slowly spit out two sons, "It's okay." ”

Lin Zhengke's pain is not in his body but in his feelings, and this blow is no less than the explosion of an atomic bomb in his body.

"Young man, you better rest first, I don't think your face is very good. "The eldest lady is still not very reassured.

"Thank you, auntie, I'm really fine. Lin Zhengke felt that there were still many good people in the world, and the stranger in front of him had no interest in him, and her words were very warm, making him feel like a spring breeze in the cold wind.

Lin Zhengke's face gradually became ruddy, perhaps because of the fresh air, or maybe it was the intimate greetings of the eldest mother, in short, his mood began to become beautiful, beautiful as spring, full of vitality.

Once the fighting spirit is restored, Lin Zhengke is like a lively bullfighting bull, he wildly stepped on his chariot and galloped like a lion on the takeaway journey......

"Lin Zhengke, you have a complaint today. Li Bing told Lin Zhengke.

"There's no way, I know that no reason can withstand the irresistible factors of external forces, but I'm late after all. Lin Zhengke didn't explain too much, Li Bing also knew the willingness of the elevator, he could only try his best to communicate with the customer, but the customer didn't enter, and said, why didn't he take the elevator, why didn't he take the elevator, if he took the elevator, it would be fine, if he could be earlier, he wouldn't be late, so in the final analysis, it's all the rider's problem, who told him not to look at the yellow calendar.

Listening to these words, Li Bing also looked helpless, he was even speechless, and had nothing to say. If the delivery riders are all fortune-tellers, who the fuck will bring you food, and everyone will go to be a feng shui master, you will wait to be hungry. Li Bing leaned back on the chair angrily, holding back the fire in his heart, he really wanted to find a place to vent.

A few seconds passed, and he received another complaint from the merchant, it was still that order, and it was still Lin Zhengke's. Li Bing glanced at it and slammed his phone on the table, "Grass mud horse!" It's really fucking endless.

"Ake, the merchant said that you told them, this is also blocked, there are roads being built everywhere, and it is better to walk than to ride. Li Bing recited the original words to Lin Zhengke.

"Is this also a reason to complain?" Lin Zhengke's eyes widened, as if he didn't believe his ears, and the original whining words were actually brought out by the merchant to complain about himself. What the fuck is wrong with these people? And there are no normal people?

"You're telling the truth, but people think you're having a problem, and that's the reason for complaining. Li Bing was speechless, but he ate a service meal, and some complaints could only be digested internally.

"It seems that you can't joke when you go to the merchant in the future, to be honest. Lin Zheng smiled self-deprecatingly, this smile was a little embarrassing.

"Pay attention to words and deeds, delivering food is equivalent to practice, maybe we were all emperors in our previous lives, and we have all paid off our debts in this life. Li Bing also teased for a while, saying that the yellow robe is added to the body, and the spicy smell is fragrant every day, it turns out that they owe others in their previous lives, and it turns out that they are the slaves in their previous lives.

Ridicule is ridicule, funny is funny, things still have to be done, and life has to go on. Lin Zhengke adjusted his mentality and embarked on a journey of walking the rivers and lakes again.

The houses in the old city are relatively dense, due to the renovation of the exterior wall, so that the original house number is blocked or lost, which also brings a lot of confusion to the riders, in addition to avoiding the route of the road closure, but also have to use twice the time than usual to find the house number, sometimes can only guess or speculate, according to a certain law to check the guest's accommodation.

Lin Zhengke is not a native of the city who has lived here for a long time, for him it is more difficult to find than the speed of cycling, often has reached the destination but has been entangled in the direction of the door number, every time he calls, the guest impatiently accuses him, "Aren't you a local? I don't even know this?", "Is it stupid to deliver food, and I asked when I walked to the door." ”

The most difficult thing is the dormitory building of the cannery, if you don't give you the house number, it is estimated that you will hit the luck, half the street is the dormitory of the cannery, even the number of buildings is 1234 in turn, as long as you run the wrong number, the mistake is very outrageous. If you meet a confused house owner, take the takeaway that you didn't order, eat it, and use it, then the takeaway brother you are waiting to complain and lose money.

Wang Zhixiang ran to the stationmaster with a sad face and cried that he was stolen from the meal in the affiliated hospital of North Sichuan Medical College, Li Bing made a note to him, and asked him which guests' meals he lost, Wang Zhixiang told them one by one, and took out his mobile phone and sent him the photos of the lost meals.

"Wang Zhixiang, your luck is really back, why do you always lose your food? Is this thief costing you?" Li Bing said half-jokingly.

"I'm also very depressed, every time I am stolen in the medical college, is it because I have a few words of wealth written on me. Wang Zhixiang had a bitter gourd-like taste on his face.

"Looks like you're going to have to buy a lock. Li Bing's unintentional words made Wang Zhixiang feel very deeply, the lock is necessary, and he must buy it.

After reporting, Wang Zhixiang really went to the lock shop to buy a small padlock, he put the key on the car key, and went to take the order and deliver the food with confidence.

Lin Zhengke still didn't overcome the sense of direction, and he couldn't tell why he got lost every time he came to King's Landing, even if he looked at the community map that Li Bing sent him, he was dizzy and stepped in the wrong direction. Finally found the unit building, he rang the doorbell for a long time, but the other party did not open the door. In desperation, he had no choice but to call the customer with A, who had just finished the program, "Hello, I'm a Meituan rider, I'm downstairs in your unit, can you please open the door?"

"Every time I order food again, what can I deliver? After saying that, the other party hung up.

What is the situation, how can you do it without ordering food? Lin Zhengke hurriedly made a phone call to the backstage to inform him of the situation here.

"Let's send the next one first. Li Bing was also confused, there had been such things before, the person who ordered the meal was not the same person as the person who dined, and the diner didn't know that others had ordered for him.

Lin Zhengke had just walked to the door, and the customer's phone called, "When will our milk tea arrive?"

"Huh?" Lin Zhengke was depressed, you don't want it at the door of your house, but when you arrived at the gate of the community, you asked me when I would arrive, what kind of game is this? Do you play the rhythm of the dead? Lin Zhengke had to turn back, but it was still the same as just now, no one opened the unit building for him, and he still couldn't get in.