The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

"According to reliable sources, Ya Ya's boyfriend is here."

"Why are you looking for your son-in-law?"

"Who acknowledges him as my son-in-law!"

Shang Yan yelled at Lao Zhao with a face full of reluctance.

While tidying his messy slicked-back hair, Old Zhao rolled his eyes and replied, "I thought you were here to ask for a bride price. I even brought a calculator."

How much dowry can a food delivery driver afford?

"It's better to get something than nothing." Old Zhao curled his lip and pulled a corn sausage out of his pocket. "I've been hanging out with you for days, and you haven't even treated me to a meal."

"If we let Ya Ya go to work, we'll have money!"

"If you ask me, you should give up on this idea as soon as possible. With Ya Ya's stubborn temper, she might scratch the customer's face, and then I'll have to pay compensation."

"This is the only road left."

Making money is essentially an exchange of value.

The only thing the old merchant could claim to have any value was Shang Qingya's face.

This was his only option.

As for what Lao Zhao said? What if Ya Ya changes her mind by then?

Gamblers are gambling on the chance of something going wrong.

As for why Lao Zhao still followed?

He was also gambling on that "what if," because he was a gambler himself.

He didn't pin his hopes on Shang Qingya changing her personality; he was simply basing his decision on his own experience.

I think there will definitely be some really wealthy people who like Shang Qingya's style.

"What do we do next?" Old Zhao put the small mirror he used to tidy his clothes back into his pocket and nudged Old Shang in the waist.

"Use violence to subdue him and force him to break up with Ya Ya," Shang Yan replied without turning his head.

"A society governed by the rule of law does not tolerate violence."

"Do you think we're qualified to talk about the rule of law?" Shang Yan, who had been observing from behind the wall, turned his head speechlessly: "What will we say when the police ask Ya Ya why she ran away?"

"Young people are most prone to getting carried away with their emotions, and you can't win them over by fighting." Old Zhao's words were purely based on experience, since fights among young people are common in entertainment venues.

"We don't need him to comply; we'll just go to his station and cause trouble. If he doesn't comply once, we'll cause trouble every day. That way, he'll definitely lose his job."

Shang Yan's logic is simple: he must have no other work to do because of the long distance, so he came to work as a delivery rider.

Then let's make a scene at the station every day.

People nowadays find things troublesome, and if they make a fuss, the station manager will definitely kick them out and send them home.

I'm about to lose my job.

Lu Yuan will definitely be scared, and that will automatically lead him to break up with Shang Qingya.

After hearing the plan, Old Zhao frowned and whispered:

"Old Shang, sometimes I think you're a really rude person."

"We're thugs!"

"Are we thugs?"

"If he's not a thug, is he some kind of pillar of society?"

Shang Yan emphasized the identities of the two people.

After listening, Old Zhao thought for a moment and realized that it did make sense.

We're thugs!

"When are we going in?" Old Zhao asked, scratching his head.

"Wait until later in the evening, when there will definitely be more people at the station. Go in when there are fewer people."

"Tell me what to do once I'm inside?"

...

"get off work officially begins at 10 PM."

Lu Yuan waved his hand, looked at the three large tables set up in the room at the station, and then announced that dinner would be served that evening.

Yes, meals are eaten right at the station, like a continuous banquet.

It's not that they're unwilling to pay because of the distance; it's just that being a delivery rider is a very special job.

There's no way all the riders can leave work together; whoever has time can come and eat.

The fact that dinner is served at 10 o'clock is just in time for the group of people leaving get off work at 10 o'clock.

The food and drinks were all packed from a nearby restaurant.

What's the point of earning money if you don't spend it? You can't take it with you when you die.

Everyone volunteered to help out, and everyone who passed by would say thank you, Brother Lu.

"It's fine for people of similar age to call you 'brother,' but why are you calling Uncle Liu 'brother' too?" Lu Yuan corrected the way he addressed him. Uncle Liu was the oldest rider at the East City Station, around forty-five or forty-six years old, and his child was probably about the same age as Lu Yuan.

"It makes me look young." Uncle Liu didn't mind at all, sitting on the stool and talking casually, while Aunt Liu followed him in carrying some side dishes into the kitchen.

Nobody really eats and drinks for free; everyone brings something with them, more or less.

As for Aunt Liu, she was actually called over by Lu Yuan.

He said everyone could bring their families to eat and drink together.

"Why is it Aunt Liu here?"

"Because your Uncle Liu is in his forties, he's not afraid of that."

"Which one are you not afraid of?"

"Cao Cao of the east of the city, swinging his hoe higher than the sky."

Lu Yuan's face immediately fell.

So this bad reputation can't be washed away, right?

He just wouldn't believe it!

"Brothers, let's drink until we drop tonight!"

When Lu Yuan stood up to speak, he naturally received a great deal of support.

Everyone wore relaxed smiles and responded cheerfully:

Let's have a good get-together tonight!

"I'll fight anyone who doesn't lean on the wall for support today!"

Seeing the enthusiastic responses from everyone, Lu Yuan smiled smugly.

That's right, my brothers have a pretty good impression of me.

How could you possibly think of me like that?

Then he revealed his true intentions:

"Then everyone should call their wives and invite them over. Let's get together for a meal and have some fun. If you drink too much, we can take you all home with us."

The moment the words left his mouth.

The entire site fell silent instantly.

The person who was laughing loudly suddenly froze on their face.

The person who hadn't spoken earlier quietly lowered their head.

People who were already bowing their heads wished they could disappear into a crack in the ground.

"No, I really didn't mean anything by it!" Lu Yuan shouted in his defense.

Faced with his explanation, the riders at the station all looked around furtively.

She was afraid of making eye contact with Lu Yuan.

But Lu Yuan would force himself to make eye contact.

"Old Ma, do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"Definitely not!" Old Ma quickly waved his hand.

But Lu Yuan then changed the subject:

"Then tell me, what kind of person am I referring to?"

"I have no idea."

"You know that!"

"Brother Lu, don't even think about it. I emptied my savings to finally marry this wife."

Seeing Lao Ma's alarmed expression, Lu Yuan explained helplessly:

"Brother Ma, I know it wasn't easy for you to get married, I won't make a move on your wife."

"I believe you." Old Ma patted his chest, making a face that said "brothers for life."

Lu Yuan turned and left.

It takes only a mouth to spread rumors, but it takes a lot of legwork to refute them.

We still need to gradually change people's mindsets.

Just like Lao Ma, as long as he believes that Lu Yuan is not that kind of person, he will naturally correct everyone in private conversations.

...

"Old Ma, what did Xiao Lu just say to you?"

"He's got his eye on my wife." Old Ma sighed, shook his head, and continued, "Luckily, I took the opportunity to complain, saying that it wasn't easy for me to get a wife, and he finally let me go."

"Damn, I really need to learn this. As long as you complain to Lu Yuan, he'll let your wife go."

"The path does not break up the marriages of the poor."

"If that's the case, then Xiao Lu is quite a kind and righteous person."

"This person is acceptable."