After rebirth, I want to destroy my original family

The New Year is approaching, and the streets and alleys are filled with lights and colorful lights.

Due to the holidays, offline physical stores have experienced peak business, while business in the takeout market has gradually reached a trough stage, giving all major platforms a chance to breathe.

Taking this opportunity, all food delivery platforms are trying their best to adjust their operating models and optimize their platforms.

I was so hungry that I invested all the remaining funds into the development of the rider app.

Nuomi Waimai quickly followed the previous group buying path and compiled a target list, intending to occupy these four cities after the beginning of the new year.

Word-of-mouth takeout is even more impressive. It directly acquired a late-night snack app and a work meal app, which can be regarded as occupying two cities in disguise.

At this time, fast food is in a quagmire.

He found that the method of giving a basic salary and signing a contract could not work in the Internet industry.

The efficiency of rider recruitment is too low, there are too many tedious signing matters that require manual operations, and the delivery fee is not high, there is no advantage at all.

In addition, the Nuomi takeout was right next door, causing Xi Zhongwen to frown every day.

I used to work in distribution in Beijing and was responsible for three office buildings. Life was quite happy at that time, but now I am becoming increasingly unhappy.

At this time, major information platforms are still adding fuel to the fire.

[According to statistical surveys, the number of registered people in the delivery person industry has increased to 6. 】

[College students work part-time delivering food during holidays to pay for their own tuition. 】

[With just one electric bike, a part-time rider can earn over 1 yuan a month. 】

[There is no distinction between high and low in the industry, and part-time riders have become a popular job. 】

When an industry is repeatedly marketed in the news, it means that the industry is in short supply.

As these news spread and were reprinted on the Internet, their impact on the rider industry began to increase.

Liu Qiang, 2, has been driving screws on the construction site with his neighbor's brother Liu for a year. He is currently waiting for his boss to send him money to go home for the New Year.

The construction site has stopped now, but the money is waiting for money, and Liu Qiang is getting more and more impatient.

"Brother Lu, have you received your wages? It's almost the Chinese New Year. How can you go home without money?"

"No, the contractor said that the project won't be available before the end of the year, and it will probably be delayed until next year."

"Why does this happen every year?" Liu Qiang was extremely depressed.

Brother 6 sighed: "Qiangzi, I have already planned to quit next year."

"What if I don't do it? The baby is so young and still has to go to school!"

"I plan to deliver food. We are still young. There is no need to waste ourselves to death on the construction site."

Brother 6 raised a black hand and handed a blue leaflet to Liu Qiang. It said "I'm not hungry" in three big characters. However, the leaflet had footprints on it, so it looked like he had picked it up from the ground.

Liu Qiang took it and squatted in front of Brother Lu and took a look: "I can earn over 6 yuan a month by delivering food. Is it true?"

"It's a bit high to earn more than 3 yuan a month, but the old man in charge of watering has been working for three days and earned more than 3 yuan."

Brother 6 stood up and patted his butt: "Qiangzi, don't wait any longer. Pack your things and go home for the New Year. My kids are all waiting at home. When I come back next year, I'll get my salary back first and buy an electric car. I'll take you there." Go deliver food."

On the 2th and 8th day of the twelfth lunar month, no matter how big a thing it is, nothing can compare to going home to celebrate the New Year, and the wave of returning home has reached its peak.

Gu Ming went to the suburbs to inspect the docking warehouse of the group supply chain, then visited his uncle and aunt with gifts, and then returned to Wuhe.

Without waiting for a rest, Gu Ming was dragged by Yuan Youqin and Zhou Xiaoyao to the city to buy new year's goods, and also went to Nanya Village to attend the New Year's Fair.

Nanya Village is Gu Ming's grandma's home. The annual fair on the 2th of the twelfth lunar month is the largest, and the scale can rival the temple fair.

At this time of year, all kinds of people come to join in the fun, even those living in the city.

1 After entering, there are people pushing bicycles and riding tricycles everywhere you look.

On the high-spirited road of loess, there are people everywhere asking "How to sell this" and "Can it be cheaper?"

Gu Ming's role at this moment is equivalent to that of a human being. After shopping around, his hands are full.

Of course, Yuan Youqin bought more things, while the little rich woman was responsible for looking around.

Today she was wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket, jeans, and a pair of leather boots. She glanced at every stall she passed, even the fish seller, blinking her eyes without knowing what she was thinking.

Gu Ming directly found a stone pillar at the entrance of the village and sat down: "Little rich woman, you go shopping with your mother while I rest."

"Ow."

"Buy me a roasted chestnut, I love that!"

"understood!"

Zhou Xiaoyao ran towards Yuan Youqin, and the mother and daughter walked hand in hand towards a more lively place.

At this moment, Gu Ming saw a person sitting on the stone pier opposite, wearing a black cotton-padded jacket and black rectangular glasses, with a look of confusion written all over his face.

This man he had met last year was the son-in-law who followed his girlfriend back to the village to celebrate the New Year.

At this time, he still hasn't made any progress compared to last year. Except for his hairstyle, which has changed a little, he still has a blank look on his face, as if he is saying who am I, where am I, and what do I want to do.

Soon, the son-in-law who returned to the village also noticed Gu Ming, and his eyes widened instantly: "I remember you, you are Gu Ming, I speak for myself. I met you last year, and the more I thought about it, the more we looked like you!"

Gu Ming picked up the three plastic bags in his hand, which contained chickens, ducks and rabbits: "Do you think Gu Ming can do such rough work?"

The son-in-law who returned to the village was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't think so."

"Yes, only Yanzu can do such rough work."

"?"

While they were talking, a girl wearing a green down jacket suddenly appeared on the opposite side and waved to them.

There is also a woman behind the girl. Judging from her face, she should be the girl's mother.

At this time, the eyes of the son-in-law who returned to the village suddenly became alive. He immediately stood up and ran over with the plastic bag in his hand.

"Bah, no status."

Gu Ming complained, and suddenly found Zhou Xiaoyao also appearing at the bridge end, holding sugar-roasted chestnuts and waving to him.

Boss Gu's eyes suddenly came to life. He picked up the plastic bag on the ground and ran over...

"I just wanted to buy some lard residue to make dumplings. Xiaoyao has never eaten it. The one sold by Zhang Lao 5 is too expensive. You can come with me again."

"What am I going to do?"

Yuan Youqin lowered her voice: "Please cooperate. You are just pretending to be a greedy child and insist on eating. I have no choice but to go back and try again."

The corners of Gu Ming's mouth twitched and he looked at Zhou Xiaoyao: "Can't we just let the little rich woman try it?"

"No, I won't lie." Zhou Xiaoyao said with a bluffing face.

Gu Ming glanced at her: "You can't lie to others, but you can only lie to me? Am I not a human being?"

"You are a big bear who can climb trees."

"..."

Then Gu Ming was dragged by his mother to Zhang Lao 5's stall to join the mother-son bargaining game.

Just at this time, Xu Yu's budget sheet came out and was sent to his mobile phone waiting for approval.

Strict selection of group grouping, in-store group grouping, daily specials, group grouping supply chain, Nanshu commercial marketing, algorithm center...

The amounts are in the millions or tens of millions.

Gu Ming was bargaining with his mother for 1 yuan and approving a budget worth tens of millions. He felt that his life was so divided.

In the end, Yuan Youqin successfully bought the lard residue at two yuan off the price, and walked back with the plastic bag.

"Mom, I make so much money every year. If you don't spend what I give you, why don't you be more generous when buying groceries?"

"Bargaining is one of the few hobbies your mother and I have."

Gu Ming pursed his lips, took Zhou Xiaoyao's little hand, and walked towards the parking space at the end of the village. As soon as he got in the car, a cold little hand stretched out.

The little rich woman peeled a roasted chestnut and wanted to feed it to him.

Gu Ming lowered his head and ate the chestnuts: "Why are your little hands so cold?"

"You're not holding this back."

Zhou Xiaoyao sat in the passenger seat, murmured something, then peeled another chestnut and handed it to Yuan Youqin.

There is no 9th and 3th on New Year’s Eve this year. New Year’s Eve falls directly on the second day.

A bunch of relatives came to Lao Gu's house again, almost crossing the threshold. There were even many people who hadn't interacted with each other for decades. This time they came here to see the boy who spoke for them!

Gu Ming couldn't bear the disturbance and hid out again, then made an appointment with Yang Shu'an and Guo Zihang to play a few rounds of mahjong at the water bar.

Then while typing, Gu Ming's phone vibrated. He opened it and saw that it was a message from Qin Ziang.

"Are you going to set off fireworks tonight?"

Gu Ming was stunned for a moment, then saw Qin Ziang add another sentence: "Uncle?"

During the previous Chinese New Year, Gu Ming never bought fireworks and relied on his dog power to prostitute Qin Ziang for nothing many times.

But I didn't expect Qin Ziang to send a message tonight to ask for instructions.

In fact, Qin Ziang's father, Qin Xiongwei, had not found the opportunity to treat Gu Ming to dinner a few years ago. He had been thinking about it, so he asked Qin Ziang what Gu Ming liked.

You don’t have to eat the meal, but gifts must always be given.

If it hadn't been for the green light given by Gu Ming in the end, the shopping mall project in Wuhe New Town might not have been the turn of their company. This most basic courtesy exchange was still necessary.

"He likes money."

"Do you even need to say that? I like money more, but I can't give it away. I won't accept it even if I give it away."

Qin Ziang thought for a long time: "Then no, but his girlfriend likes to set off fireworks."

"Just wait, I'll find someone to contact a truckload of fireworks to come over. You invite me, so be polite!"

"Oh……"

Qin Ziang smacked his lips and watched his father hurry out of the door, then took out his mobile phone and opened Gu Ming's chat box.

"Are you going to set off fireworks tonight?"

"..."

"uncle?"

After Qin Ziang finished pronouncing the last word "uncle", he thought to himself that this should be polite enough. He couldn't just kneel down and call his adoptive father like that shameless guy Guo Zihang.

Besides, when he was in school, his relationship with Gu Ming wasn't very good.

But seeing Gu Ming's delay in replying, Master Qin hesitated for a moment, then reached out and typed two words [adopted father] in the chat box.

But just before these two words were sent out, Gu Ming replied with the word "Go", which instantly made Master Qin relax and quickly deleted the word "Foster Father".