CHAPTER 30: CHAPTER 30: DELIVERY BOY SHOCKS MEITUAN GROUP HEADQUARTERS

This shout drowned out all the fans’ screams.

The whole place went quiet for a moment, and everyone turned to look at Lin Fan, including Liu Sisi.

The moment she saw Lin Fan, Liu Sisi’s eyes lit up. Oh my, what a handsome delivery guy!

She indeed liked handsome guys and knew many fresh-faced male celebrities, but none were as handsome as this delivery guy, and Lin Fan had that masculine charm, completely the opposite of the pretty-boy celebrities.

"I’m your loyal fan, could I ask for an autograph?"

Lin Fan smiled and walked towards Liu Sisi.

Perhaps those fans were intimidated by Lin Fan’s shout, and they all moved aside.

Two security guards reached out, trying to stop Lin Fan.

"It’s alright, let him come up," Liu Sisi said, her face blushing. This delivery guy was just too handsome; she was having a hard time controlling herself.

Moreover, Lin Fan’s identity was a delivery guy. If she wasn’t nice to him, and it got onto the internet, she would definitely be scolded for being a diva.

No way around it, the current internet environment, moral coercion is very common. Although many people in reality look down on delivery guys, online, respecting them is politically correct.

Lin Fan handed the pen and photo: "Thank you."

Liu Sisi took it, signed it flamboyantly, and asked softly: "What’s your name?"

Lin Fan replied: "Lin Fan."

Liu Sisi returned the photo to Lin Fan, smiling sweetly: "Thank you for liking me, Lin Fan."

In front of so many fans, she couldn’t say much more to Lin Fan, so she lowered her head and walked towards the door, and the fans flocked to her instantly.

Lin Fan, holding the signed photo, went back to the couch potato, showing the autograph: "Got it."

The couch potato was excited, face flushed, urging: "Quickly give it to me."

Hiss!

Lin Fan didn’t give it to him but instead tore the signed photo to pieces right in front of him!

"Ah!"

The couch potato cried out like he had lost his mother, shrieking in a high-pitched voice.

Lin Fan threw the torn signed photo into the nearby trash bin and turned to leave.

He went to get the autograph just for this moment; this kind of customer needed some handling!

The couch potato was so angry he cried loudly, his voice raising an octave: "You damned delivery guy, wait for my bad review! I’m going to complain about you!"

Lin Fan got on his electric scooter, shrugged: "Bad review? Complaint? Who cares?"

He sped away.

...

Delivery station.

The stationmaster was still worrying about how to explain to headquarters why Lin Fan hadn’t been fired yet. Another call from headquarters came.

"Why haven’t you fired Lin Fan yet? He has just been complained about again, saying he tore up the customer’s signed photo and made them cry!"

The stationmaster broke out in a cold sweat. How could this happen, making a customer cry? But Lin Fan doing such things didn’t seem surprising.

The stationmaster looked up and saw the fierce gaze of the manageress from across the room.

A shiver!

He had to keep Lin Fan, or the consequences would be serious.

"Ahem!"

The stationmaster cleared his throat and started passing the buck.

"Here’s the thing, Lin Fan is a super rich second generation. He drives a 70 million top-tier sportscar; we don’t know his background, so we don’t dare to fire him..."

"What?" The people at headquarters were dumbfounded.

Both sides fell into an awkward silence.

Finally, headquarters made a decision: "Hold on, keep Lin Fan for now, I’ll report this further up."

The stationmaster let out a sigh of relief: "Alright."

Meituan Group Headquarters.

That evening, a meeting was held regarding Lin Fan’s situation, with Meituan CEO Huang Qing and Meituan Delivery Manager Wang Peng personally attending.

"I’ve heard we have a delivery guy who’s a super rich second generation; is this true?" Huang Qing asked.

Wang Peng said: "It’s true, he’s an employee at a station in Yun City. The stationmaster reported he drives a 70 million sportscar."

million sportscar!

Everyone was shocked.

Even Huang Qing was moved. This was too wealthy; even he wouldn’t dare buy such an expensive car!

Wang Peng said: "According to reports, Lin Fan also made a grand move, buying all the luxury goods on a whole street, which went viral online, and all Yun City delivery guys know about him."

"The video that’s been going viral recently, it’s him?"

"I thought it was staged, but it turns out to be real!"

"That’s incredible!"

Huang Qing said excitedly: "A super rich second generation working as a delivery guy, that’s a great angle worth promoting."

Wang Peng said: "It does have buzz worth, but unfortunately, Lin Fan doesn’t have a good reputation. He frequently receives complaints from customers; we’ve been considering firing him. What do you think, President Huang?"

Huang Qing thought for a moment and said: "Rich second generation can be understood to have some temperament. Before clarifying his background, don’t act rashly. For now, don’t make any changes; observe him for a while. We might need him for something."

Wang Peng quickly nodded: "Alright."

Inwardly feeling lucky, good thing he sought President Huang’s opinion first; otherwise, rashly firing Lin Fan might have made President Huang blame him...

Lin Fan had no idea that he had already attracted Meituan’s highest level attention.

At nightfall, Lin Fan stopped delivering and rushed to attend the class reunion.

Due to an issue with an order, time was tight, so Lin Fan didn’t bother to change clothes and headed to the class reunion in his delivery uniform, riding his electric scooter.

p.m.

Jindu Grand Hotel.

A group of young men and women gathered at the entrance, showing off their lives to each other.

"I’m probably the least successful among our classmates, right? Can’t do anything, just talk a lot. Right now, I’m just barely making it as a sales manager. Ashamed, ashamed."

"Your salary must be high in sales, right? Really envious, someone like me, with an annual salary just over 200,000, should be called poor."

"Are any of you poorer than me? I’m considering changing my car recently; I only have a budget of about 500,000 and don’t know whether to choose a BMW or Audi."

Class monitor Luo Tianming sighed and said: "You guys better stop flaunting, none of you are worse off than me. I’ve worked tirelessly for two years in my current company, barely made it to vice-president, doing more and taking less, climbing upward is far off. It’s quite heartbreaking to say more!"

"Class monitor, you’re already the vice-president. What more could you be dissatisfied with? At your level, do we still need to live?"

"Exactly, the class monitor doesn’t know the hunger of the truly poor!"

"The class monitor’s a leader; we’re mere workers."

Everyone started "complaining."

Luo Tianming listened with great pleasure.

At this time, a Jeep drove up and Qian Feng stepped out.

Everyone’s eyes brightened; a Jeep Wrangler, imported car, costs around 500,000!

Qian Feng was doing well.

Seeing the slicked-back Qian Feng, Luo Tianming narrowed his eyes, a rival for showing off had arrived.

Qian Feng smiled amiably and said: "Sorry, the company had some matters, got a bit busy and was late, kept everyone waiting."

Classmates all expressed: "No worries."

"I heard Brother Feng is valued highly at Jingdong, quite the busy man."

"Among our class, the best off must be the class monitor and Brother Feng."

Classmates started complimenting.

Luo Tianming and Qian Feng both enjoyed it.

Luo Tianming humbly said: "Where, where, hasn’t Lin Fan come yet? He’s our campus crush. If you ask me, he must be the one doing the best. By the way, does anyone know what Lin Fan is doing now?"

The classmates all shook their heads. They hadn’t heard about Lin Fan for a long time and didn’t know what he was doing. But with the class monitor’s question, everyone became curious.

At this moment, they heard Qian Feng smiling and saying: "I know, I bumped into him yesterday, he’s delivering food."

What?

Everyone was stunned.