Stop giving me bad reviews, or I'll become the richest person in the world!

"Boss, aren't you going to come and help? There are so many orders, when am I going to finish them all?! Wait, I only get 5,000 yuan a month with no commission! You don't have to push me like this, you know my situation, I'm very slow!"

Less than half an hour into the work, Big Face started cursing and yelling at Wang Aiguo. Wang Aiguo was speechless.

"Alright, alright, stop yelling. So what if we're overwhelmed with orders? We can work a little slower, that's fine too. Did I tell you to work that fast?"

"But the delivery is going to be late!"

This time, it wasn't the big-faced guy who spoke, but three miserable deliverymen. Their faces were long and droopy; they had been waiting there for over ten minutes, and the food still hadn't arrived.

Seeing the three deliverymen's long faces fall, Wang Aiguo curled his lip, shrugged, and looked indifferent.

"What are you afraid of? I didn't order any food anyway, so all the overtime will be charged to me, you won't be charged a penny less!"

"That's not what Boss Wang said. We also want to run more errands and earn more money!"

Wang Aiguo glanced at the food on the serving table: "What's wrong with being a little late? The portions are huge anyway!"

After Wang Aiguo said that, the three deliverymen thought it made sense, so they decided to wait. Since Wang Aiguo didn't care, what could they say?

After another half hour of fussing, Da Lian finally finished preparing the first batch of meals. Then the three deliverymen, carrying large and small bags, hopped on their electric scooters.

However, the takeout orders were still coming in like snowflakes, and most of the later orders were for lunch, so Da Lian had to keep going.

Seeing that Da Lian was working like crazy, Wang Aiguo finally decided to step in and joined him. Once Wang Aiguo started working, the pace quickened considerably.

For example, when making scallion pancakes, Da Lian at least adds cucumber shreds and some sauce in addition to raw potatoes. But Wang Aiguo doesn't do that; he just throws in a whole potato.

As for the cold noodles and such, Da Lian was in charge of making the normal ones without special requirements, while Wang Aiguo was in charge of handling the ones with special requirements.

As he worked, Da Lian kept glancing at Wang Aiguo, and the more he looked, the stiffer his expression became.

"My goodness, I'm speechless. You put so much chili, so much vinegar, so much sugar, and so much ketchup in there. And why is there fermented bean curd in here? What kind of perverted customer wants to add fermented bean curd to this?"

"Who cares? Customers come first. We have to meet their needs."

Wang Aiguo calmly did it.

Just then, Da Lian suddenly saw a takeout order and handed it to Wang Aiguo without saying a word.

"Look, here comes the cure. This is the opposite of what I'm going to do, I'll make you add fifty spoonfuls of chili."

Upon seeing the fifty spoonfuls of chili peppers, Wang Aiguo burst out laughing.

"What a joke! You think I'd be so easily subdued? Impossible! It's just fifty spoonfuls of chili peppers! I'll even give him the spoons!"

As he spoke, Wang Aiguo opened a drawer to the side and took out an ear pick.

The moment Da Lian saw the ear pick, he already knew what Wang Aiguo was going to do next.

"There's always a way to circumvent the rules. You're determined to make things difficult for these customers, aren't you? But seriously, given all this, why is our store still so popular?"

Big Face couldn't understand. Wang Aiguo didn't waste any words, took out his phone from his pocket, and handed it to Big Face. Big Face tilted his head and glanced at it, discovering it was an account, a verified blue account. Upon closer inspection, he also noticed that the account's profile picture was actually of the store itself.

"You do online promotion?"

"How could that be? I just registered randomly and never expected anyone to follow me. But a while ago, my potato pancakes suddenly got criticized. After the criticism, I didn't expect it to provoke such a backlash from netizens, who started placing orders one after another."

After Wang Aiguo finished speaking, Da Lian looked at Wang Aiguo's account again and suddenly discovered that the number of followers on his account had actually exceeded 100,000.

"There are so many dissenting netizens these days. By the way, now that you have 100,000 followers, can you start selling products?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Aiguo remained silent for a moment before awkwardly saying, "Hate fans probably can't promote products, right?"

"Are all 100,000 fans haters?"

Wang Aiguo didn't explain; he simply clicked on the private message interface. As a result, Da Lian saw a flood of messages, all calling Wang Aiguo a lunatic.

Seeing this, Da Lian realized that he could forget about pursuing the path of live-streaming e-commerce.

Perhaps because Wang Aiguo closed his shop the day before, today's orders exceeded expectations. Usually, orders are only around two hundred, but today we managed three hundred, resulting in a 70% negative review rate.

With the cashback program for negative reviews, Wang Aiguo's income nearly reached 300,000 yuan. Seeing this money, Wang Aiguo began to feel afraid; he was genuinely worried that the money might be investigated because of its dubious origin.

He had actually asked the system about the money, hoping it could give him some kind of guarantee, but the system remained silent, which made Wang Aiguo even more afraid.

Wang Aiguo is currently experiencing inner conflict.

Having more money is certainly desirable, and he naturally wants to make money, but he is also afraid of being imprisoned for the crime of possessing a huge amount of unexplained wealth and having to work as a sewing machine operator.

Therefore, Wang Aiguo now lives every day in a state of contradiction, anxiety, and trepidation.

Business was so good that Wang Aiguo closed the shop at eight o'clock.

After closing online food delivery, Da Lian slumped into a chair.

"I can't take it anymore, I'm so tired. I need a Coke, I need some sugar, I feel like I'm about to have low blood sugar."

As he spoke, Big Face opened the refrigerator, took out a can of Coke, and started chugging it down.

"Thank you for your hard work today. Let's keep it this way from now on. If business is good, we'll close at eight o'clock; if business is bad, we'll close at five o'clock."

"what?"

After Wang Aiguo finished speaking, his big face looked completely bewildered—What are you talking about?

"Alright, finish your drink and put your clothes back on. Let's go out and get something to eat. You've had a long day, it's time to treat yourself."

Upon hearing Wang Aiguo's words, Da Lian perked up.

When he first arrived yesterday, he thought Wang Aiguo was incredibly kind to give him this job. But after working all day today, Da Lian realized that Wang Aiguo did have some conscience, but not much. Given the workload, the five social insurances and one housing fund plus 5,000 yuan for food and lodging didn't seem like much at all.

"good!"

"What would you like to eat?"

"Let's have some barbecue, I haven't had it in years!"

Upon hearing Da Lian's words, Wang Aiguo suddenly fell silent.

Looking at the large face, Wang Aiguo suddenly had a very strange feeling.

Not everyone in this world is so glamorous.

Some people might think that a barbecue is nothing special, but for someone like Da Lian, a barbecue is a rare luxury.

For some people, simply surviving is already a difficult task.