You Think I'm Delivering Food? I'm Here to Put Up the Closure Notice

The starting reward is a sports car, a proper diaosi,

I found that there are always some losers who are like this when they encounter the system. A food delivery place is not suitable for driving a sports car. Why can't the protagonist put down the sports car and drive a tram? Is this the mentality of the nouveau riche?

The author reads it with me: Starting today, it will never be updated. I will not watch dramas, travel, or get sick. I won't play games, I won't play games. I will burst into words, life and death. I am the keyboard in the dark, the guard on the Great Wall of Internet; resisting the cold flames, the light at dawn, I dedicate my life and glory to code words, tonight and every night.

Driving a sports car to deliver food? Is the chassis enough?

How did you get to that shit house? Isn't it my own wish to run over? How can I let people go to their house peacefully without drinking alcohol or taking medicine?

Hey, I don't dare to order takeout after reading this novel.

Driving a sports car around for takeout? Is the site still there? Are you still driving to the countryside? Are they all called by the same police? Is there just one police station in this urban area?

Just fuck me, the subject matter is still good

The protagonist delivers 2 takeaway orders at night. This

Why is it banned if you step on sauerkraut with your feet? It's normal. I only used it at home when I was a child. Just wash your feet. So much salt kills bacteria.