The hot oil in the pan splashed on the back of my hand. I shook my hand and put the fried chicken pieces into the packaging box before I had time to blow on it.
"Lu Yuan! Is the order on the 28th ready?" Boss Zhao Tiezhu shouted in the back kitchen.
"Okay, okay." I picked up the takeout bag and rushed out.
The electric car was parked downstairs. As soon as I stepped on it, my phone rang - a new order, No. 29, The address was City University College of Humanities. I glanced at the time and saw that it had been five minutes since my last order. Fortunately, the road was going smoothly. I tightened the accelerator and the electric car sped out with a whine.
The wind in June was as hot as a hair dryer hitting my face. I gritted my teeth and had only one thing in my mind - today's 87 orders, I can't have a single bad review. Last month, I was deducted 300 yuan for overtime. This month's rent is still 1,500 yuan short, and my bank card balance has bottomed out.
The phone vibrated again.
