Spiritual Express

Wang Gang, a food delivery rider, has a balance of 312 yuan and pays rent the day after tomorrow. I received an order from a non-existent address and sent twenty boxes of mineral water to the immortal world in exchange for two hundred spirit stones, nearly ten thousand yuan. He thought this was a business where he could quietly make a fortune. Until the Supervision Department of the Spirit Realm wants to review him, Wanbao Chamber of Commerce wants to monopolize him, and Tianji Pavilion wants to buy him out. Others are asking: Where did the last mortal rider go? Gang knew very well that when a poor man dug up gold for the first time, the last thing he could sell was not the goods, but the shovel in his hand. The problem is, he is now surrounded by people trying to grab the shovel.