Chapter 4: Buy a Qin for 7.98, and with the Change, Hold the Cilantro
After completing his current delivery, Chen Mo logged out of the food delivery app.
He’d been unemployed for a while before this, and he didn’t have enough money to survive in Modu, but he didn’t want to ask his parents for help.
At the time, he’d also hoped to return to the finance industry and wanted to stay in Modu to look for interview opportunities.
So, he needed a job with flexible hours that paid enough for him to get by for the time being.
Food delivery was the obvious choice.
But only after entering the industry did he realize it didn’t need people with flesh, blood, and personality. It needed mindless NPCs.
Although Chen Mo had only been a delivery driver for about two months, he felt his personality had changed, his rough edges smoothed down considerably.
In the pursuit of on-time deliveries and no negative reviews, he had to tolerate and accept many things.
And some things, if you tolerate them once, you’ll tolerate them a second time. If you accept an unreasonable demand, you’ll accept an even more unreasonable one.
Before, he’d had no choice but to accept these changes in himself just to survive.
But now, he had tens of thousands in cash, plus a 200,000 yuan bounty that would soon be in his account.
He was single, and as long as he didn’t get into real estate, gambling, or drugs, he had more than enough money to survive in Modu. Naturally, there was no need to continue.
Besides, he now had a golden finger waiting to be explored.
Chen Mo was only twenty-three this year, in the prime of his life. He felt he needed to have more personality and his own ideas.
...
For the next few days, Chen Mo didn’t log on again, simply taking a good rest at home.
He’d go out for breakfast in the morning and buy some groceries, then cook for himself at noon. He’d play games, check the stock market news, and sleep whenever he felt tired.
After shedding his yellow uniform, Chen Mo felt as if a shackle had been removed. He was much more relaxed and free.
Walking down the street, it felt like time itself had slowed down. He no longer had to race against the clock, could wait calmly at red lights, and didn’t have to care about what others thought.
"No one can give me a negative review anymore."
Chen Mo smiled from the bottom of his heart, his entire being in a state of utter relaxation.
"Even though she gave me roses, I swear I didn’t sleep with her last night..."
Just then, Chen Mo’s phone rang.
His newly changed ringtone was proof enough that Chen Mo had been a little too relaxed lately.
"Hello? Is this Mr. Chen Mo? I’m the one who registered your information the other day. My surname is Feng. You can call me Xiaofeng."
A familiar voice came from the other end of the line.
"Hello, Officer Feng. Is there something I can help you with?"
A flash of anticipation crossed Chen Mo’s eyes. ’Are they going to send me the money?’
"The suspect has been confirmed through DNA identification. After interrogation, he has confessed, and the case has been successfully closed."
"My superiors have decided to hold a commendation ceremony tomorrow. Would you have time to attend?"
Just as he’d expected, Xiaofeng had called specifically about the case.
"I just did what little I could. I think I’ll skip the commendation ceremony. You hardworking officers are the real stars."
Chen Mo thought for a moment, but still declined.
That kind of event was too formal. He wasn’t a police officer, so he probably wouldn’t be used to the atmosphere.
Besides, there would definitely be a lot of media there. He would inevitably be in the news, and his information would be exposed.
Even though the guy was caught and wouldn’t be getting out, who knew if he had accomplices or relatives on the outside? What if they came looking for revenge?
"Since you can’t attend the ceremony in person, a colleague will transfer your reward money to you after the event tomorrow. The reward is tax-exempt, so please keep an eye on your bank account."
"There’s also a commemorative banner for you. We’ll have it delivered once things settle down in a few days."
Xiaofeng didn’t insist, simply moving on to the matter of the reward and the banner.
Chen Mo thanked him and hung up the phone.
Looking at the commemorative banner already hanging on his wall, Chen Mo couldn’t help but shake his head and smile. "I’m going to have two banners to hang now."
The next day, Chen Mo saw the news online. At the commendation ceremony, the police officially announced that a major case had been solved, and that a certain food delivery driver from a certain platform had made a great contribution, playing a crucial role.
In accordance with the previously issued wanted notice, the aforementioned delivery driver was awarded a 200,000 yuan prize and a commemorative banner.
As soon as this news broke, it shot to the top of the trending charts.
"Damn, delivery guys really can do anything."
"A 200,000 yuan reward? Why the hell would he keep delivering food?"
"If I got that 200,000 reward, I’d buy a 79,800 yuan BYD Qin and spend the rest on the streamer ’I Don’t Eat Cilantro’."
"This is the kind of situation where you really do need a delivery driver. They go everywhere, down every street and alley."
"A walking 200,000 yuan. Too bad it’s not me."
"Too bad? The guy he caught was a murderer. You think you could’ve taken him? Don’t want to end up as another one of his victims."
"@That delivery company, you guys saved 10 million in advertising fees with this one."
"..."
Everyone was discussing it heatedly. Many people envied Chen Mo’s luck. Even with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, it would take almost two years to earn 200,000.
"You guys might not believe this, but that delivery guy was bringing me my food at the time. I called to ask why it hadn’t arrived yet, and he said he was ’soloing’ the Class-A fugitive."
Just then, a top-voted comment caught everyone’s attention.
The person posted a screenshot of a chat log from a food delivery app, showing their conversation with Chen Mo.
It also included the photo Chen Mo had taken of the arrest scene, but with Chen Mo’s name cropped out—a nice touch.
"666!"
"A 1v1 solo against a Class-A fugitive, and he still had time to take a picture with his phone. Bro is on another level."
"The delivery guy: A mere Class-A fugitive? I can handle him with one hand."
"So he was late. You didn’t give him a negative review, did you?"
"Guaranteed five-star review. He knows my address. I’m afraid he’d ’solo’ me with one hand."
...
Reading the comments online, a grin spread across Chen Mo’s face and wouldn’t go away. He was about to laugh himself into a crooked-mouthed Dragon King.
’So this is what it feels like to be famous and have people kiss your ass?’
’It’s pretty nice.’
DING-DONG~
As Chen Mo continued scrolling through the comments, his station master sent him a WeChat message.
"Chen Mo, headquarters just called me. After running the numbers, their big data analysis center has deduced that you’re the one who caught the Class-A fugitive, right?"
The station master was also surprised. Chen Mo hadn’t logged on for several days, and he’d thought something had happened. He never expected him to have quietly caught a Class-A fugitive.
After seeing the news, headquarters immediately used big data to analyze the activity of delivery drivers in that area at the time. They found that only Chen Mo’s GPS location showed him stopping there for a few minutes. Combined with the fact that he hadn’t logged on for several days, they tentatively identified him.
"It was me."
Chen Mo was slightly taken aback. He hadn’t expected the head office to figure out it was him.
But then he remembered that their phones’ GPS was always on, so it would indeed be very easy for headquarters to find out.
"In light of your courageous act, which provided significant help to the police and brought a positive image to our company, headquarters has decided to award you a 30,000 yuan bonus. Our station has also decided to give you a 3,000 yuan bonus."
The station master immediately sent another WeChat message.
"For real?"
Chen Mo typed back in surprise, a little skeptical.
The company was usually ruthless with its commission cuts and crazy with its deductions. When had it ever been this generous?
’It feels... unfamiliar.’