Shocked, driving a Harley to deliver food

A group takeaway service department.

The store manager Qian Zhengxin is writing the attendance sheet of the delivery staff in the store for nearly a month.

Suddenly, the office phone rang.

"That Meng Fei in your store, what's going on? This is the eighth time No.90 has received bad reviews this month. Are you planning to become an immortal?"

"I know, I must urge, I must urge."

After hanging up the phone, Qian Zhengxin shook his head and sighed bitterly.

In fact, among the 38 delivery personnel in the entire service station, only Meng Fei is the most diligent and sensible.

But the only shortcoming is cynicism.

There will always be some dumbfounding, but jaw-dropping things.

So much so that I have only been on the job for more than half a month, and I have received 98 negative reviews.

Not to mention, if there is another bad review, it can really make up ninety-nine.

Of course, Qian Zhengxin did not miss Meng Fei for this matter.

If other couriers, it will definitely change.

But when it comes to Meng Fei, it's good. He admits his mistake, but he just doesn't change it.

Even if you say you want to deduct his wages, he doesn't care.

Sometimes, Qian Zhengxin couldn't help thinking:

"Couldn't this be a rich second generation who came here to experience life in his spare time?"

at this time……

hum~
buzz~
There was a deep roar of the engine, moving from far to near quickly.

That voice seemed to be full of ruthless and endless power, and it made people feel the blood surging in their chests.

Sports car!

No, this is no ordinary sports car, it is definitely a supercar!

Qian Zhengxin, who had a soft spot for sports cars, felt a little overwhelmed just hearing the roar of the engine.

however.

It never occurred to him that it was not a sports car, but a super motorcycle.

Most importantly, it actually stopped at the door of the service station!
"Damn it, what kind of car is this, it sure looks cheap!"

"Awesome Klass!"

"This car... I'm afraid it will cost at least a million dollars, right?"

At this moment, the employees of the entire service station were boiling.

Everyone, including Qian Zhengxin, gathered at the door.

Their gazes were all attracted by this superbike, like a hungry wolf meeting a flock of sheep.

As for who is driving it, just ignore it.

Meng Fei touched the ground with one foot, turned off the engine of the engine, and slowly recovered from the prostrate position.

At this time.

Everyone noticed that there was actually a person riding on this superbike.

Although this person is still wearing a helmet, why does he look handsome no matter how he looks at it?

he,
Unbeatable handsomeness!

Unstoppable cool!

Even the ordinary posture of taking off the helmet is so... Fuck!
"Depend on!"

"Depend on!"

"Depend on!"

"Depend on!"

When the helmet was taken off, revealing the true face of the owner Lushan.

The uniform voice resounded throughout the service station.

Meng Fei!

It was Meng Fei!
He, he, he has such a cool motorcycle?
I……

Qian Zhengxin is messed up;

The takeaway guys are messy!

Everyone seems to have met, and the same message popped up in their minds:
This shit... the rich second generation came to experience life!
Especially Qian Zhengxin.

It was just a wild guess before.

But now... the hard facts are in front of him.

"No wonder..."

"Brother Fei!"

While Qian Zhengxin was amazed, all the delivery staff shouted in unison.

If it weren't for the little bit of moral integrity left, it is estimated that they could just kneel down!
"Brother Fei, your car is worth millions, right?"

"Brother Fei, do you still have room for your leg hair? We are light and easy to hang."

"Brother Fei, do you still need a bodyguard? You know me. Although I don't know how to punch, I am in good health. When the time comes, you can output as much as you want, and I will help you resist all damage!"

"Brother Fei..."

Looking at everyone like that, Meng Fei has a black line all over his forehead.

Only Qian Zhengxin asked a question that everyone cared about: "Isn't this car cheap?"

Meng Fei said indifferently: "It's only a thousand or so."

puff--

Spray water all over.

"1000 million, what kind of motorcycle to buy?"

"Also?"

"Well, we don't understand the world of local tyrants."

"but……"

"Lord, please accept my knee, even if I donate my unopened chrysanthemum!"

Seeing everyone like that, Meng Fei just shook his head.

"Okay, okay, okay, cough cough, isn't it just a broken motorcycle, what are you doing?"

"As for!"

Everyone replied in unison.

"Then if I say that I'm actually worth hundreds of millions, don't you really have to kneel down and call Dad?"

Pfft!
As soon as Meng Fei finished speaking, his knees fell all over the floor.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of "Dad" was endless.

"You guys, oh~"

Meng Fei shook his head helplessly: "For the sake of your support, let's do it this way. I'll treat you to dinner tonight. Let's go, Little Sheep!"

"Brother Fei is awesome!"

"Fei Ge is mighty!"

"Phineas doesn't fart when he poops!"

Meng Fei: ...

After a lot of fuss, everyone took advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to take pictures, group photos, and post on Moments.

And the text of the remarks is also strange.

One of them:
"Whoever said they look down on food delivery, I'll show you today how much money we make from food delivery. Today there is a buddy who just picked up a motorcycle, and it's only about ten million yuan." '

After the news was sent out, it swept the entire city in an instant.

There are even many Internet celebrities and goddess-level beauties who have set up discussion groups one after another, trying to dig out information about this invisible rich man.

Colleagues pretended to be aggressive, but Meng Fei, the person involved, did not interfere.

Right now, he is enjoying a bowl of rice topped with rice.

"Ding Dong, you have a new takeaway order, please pay attention to receive it."

But just after he had eaten two bites, a certain software on his phone rang a notification tone.

"Brother Fei, eat slowly, I will deliver this order for you."

A sharp-eyed courier boy approached him with a combination of excitement and expectation.

Meng Fei was happy.

He stood up and shook his head.

"Heaven will send a great mission to human beings. They must first suffer from their minds and wills, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their skins, cut down their bodies and walk in vain, and don't mess with their actions... Do you understand what it means?"

The courier boy shook his head like a rattle.

"don't know."

"It means to tell you that you have to do your own thing, idiot."

Meng Fei rolled his eyes.

He took the helmet next to him and stepped onto the Harley-Davidson spaceship worth tens of millions.

"Brothers, goodbye, don't forget to have dinner together tonight!"

"Alright, Brother Fei!"

"Brother Fei, go slowly!"

"Brother Fei, be careful on the road!"

"Brother Fei..."

……

Twenty minutes later, Meng Fei came to the entrance of a high-end community.

In the security booth, stood a young security guard.

At this time, he was using a pair of sharp eyes to examine every resident who entered and exited 360 degrees without any dead ends.

Sudden.

A cool black and gold motorcycle is coming at a high speed.

License plate?

Didn't see clearly!
owner?

I didn't see clearly either!

but!

Without saying a word, he quickly pressed the button and let it go.

That posture, as if he was afraid that he would slow down and let him delay the speed of the car.

Meng Fei: ...

He clearly remembered that it was also this security guard when he came here yesterday.

that contemptuous little look;
That haughty little look;
That stinky face looks like being cuckolded!

And now.

There is only one word to describe it.

That is: cool!
Rich, so awesome!