Others rely on burning money to do business, but Yan Ning relies on delivering food!
I took over the bankrupt takeout station and bound it to the "Urban Sandbox System". As long as the yellow vests under my command ran past, the city's secrets would be one-way transparent to me!
Do you think my men are just riders? Wrong, those are five hundred pervasive urban agents!
A gangster bully comes to collect protection money? Yan Ning smiled and poured a cup of scalding hot tea. He dialed the real-name reports for economic investigation, taxation, and firefighting with one click, and personally sent his eldest brother to step on the sewing machine.
Do high-end office buildings discriminate against those at the bottom and don't let delivery workers in? Five hundred burly men legally crowded into a high-end restaurant, each ordering a plate of cucumbers for 50 cents, and drinking free boiled water until the boss went bankrupt!
The chaebol boss was so angry that he spent five million in secret money to buy his life? That night, five hundred takeaway e-donkeys surrounded the dark alley, all turned on their high beams, and made the top killer kneel down and call him daddy!
From the old fritters in the urban village to the thugs in suits who make the big shots fearful, the capitalist oligarchs trembled: "He is just a food delivery guy, how come he has all the dirty information in the city?!"
Yan Ning pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, put on his iconic yellow vest, and climbed on the electric donkey:
"Hello, your bankruptcy notice has been delivered on time. Please give me a five-star review!"
