The heavy rain poured down like an overturned basin, and the big raindrops made a crackling sound on Chen Mo's yellow helmet. The headlights of the electric car barely cut through the rain curtain, illuminating the blurry road ahead. The mobile phone navigation mechanically repeated: "You have deviated and are re-planning the route." He patted the wet mobile phone holder impatiently, and the bright red countdown number in the upper right corner of the screen jumped dazzlingly - 00:07:32. Building No. 7 Of Jinxiu Garden, the last order, timeout means that today's work was in vain.
"Fuck!" Chen Mo cursed and turned the switch. The wheels ran over the stagnant water, splashing turbid water. The old electric car groaned under the weight, but could not pick up the speed. The damn weather, the shabby car, and the customer who insisted on ordering spicy hotpot on a rainy day and left a comment saying "the soup was spilled" all made him feel an unknown fire in his chest. He just wanted to finish the order quickly, return to his ten-square-meter rental house that always smelled of takeaway cooking fumes, and fall asleep.
