My Son, the Richest Man in the World

Didi—— My broken phone vibrated again. It was the food delivery platform that reminded me that the 19th order was about to time out. Another delivery fee of three and a half yuan, not even enough money for breakfast. I gritted my teeth and rode a second-hand electric bike through the heavy rain, getting soaked all over. 11111111 Author ID: QQ** This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.