My name is Huo Zhou, and I am just an ordinary courier. I have been working in this business for almost three years. I go through wind and rain every day to earn a little bit of money, enough to feed myself, and occasionally buy a pack of cigarettes to smoke. Thank God. Others say that couriers make a lot of money, but they make a lot of money! It's all hard-earned money. In this kind of crazy weather, customers are urging me as if they're dying. I'll bombard them with phone calls every minute I'm late. They can range from a few curse words to direct complaints. Once I complain, my work for the whole day has been in vain. Do you think it's unfair or not?
"Huo Zhou! Huo Zhou! Where the hell did you go? That urgent order! The one marked 'Nantianmen·Urgent' has been urged three times by the customer! If it doesn't get delivered, you won't be able to get any performance this month. Just pack up and get out!"
The phone vibrated wildly in my raincoat pocket, and the boss's broken voice, like a butchered pig, came through the receiver, making my ears ring. Even the sound of rain couldn't cover up his anger. While struggling to hold the handle of the eDonkey, I freed one hand to wipe the rain off my face and answered the phone. My tone was full of flattery, and I didn't even dare to breathe.
