The screen of my mobile phone was shattered, and the slag bit into my finger, which made me grimace in pain.
"You're even half an hour late for delivery, are you a fucking waste?" The customer was a middle-aged bald man, spitting on my face, "All the fresh food I bought was spoiled, can you afford to pay for it?"
I looked down at the foam box at my feet. Dark red blood was seeping out from the cracks. It was three kilograms of imported beef, and it was supposed to be in my hands in another hour. As a result, he changed his address temporarily, and I ran around thirty kilometers from the east of the city to the west of the city.
