I am weak and friendly

Chapter 148 It's just a task from the sugar daddy.

Not far from Qihang Building, in a narrow alley, Tang Yiping's wheelchair was parked in front of the slope where he had once tripped and fallen.

Tang Yiping raised one hand: "Alright, I'm going to take my revenge!"

Stoka squatted a short distance away, sticking out his tongue and panting heavily.

In the shadows of Stoka, the mouse held a peanut and gnawed on it, its bean-sized eyes fixed on Tang Yiping.

"In this match, Ping Ge vs. Xie Po, the current score is 0:1! The second round begins!"

After making the announcement, he swung his hands forward in a circle, suddenly accelerated, and the front wheels of his wheelchair lifted, allowing him to step directly onto the small ridge of the slope.

Then the rear wheel ran over it.

I'm up here!

"1-1! Ping wins this game!"

Tang Yiping smoothly turned around, bringing the wheelchair back.

"Awoo awoo!" Stoka howled in support, and the mouse took a bite of a peanut and then drank a large cup of wine.

Then Tang Yiping went down the slope again, this time accelerating backwards, the rear wheels easily rolled over the small bumps on the slope, and then the front wheels followed suit.

Watch me do the rear X style!
"2:1! Ping is the ultimate winner! Let's give him a round of applause!"

After saying that, Tang Yiping began to applaud himself.

As I was bulging, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

Wait a minute, I was facing away from the slope just now. Could it be that it wasn't me behind the slope, but the slope behind me?
Ugh, I don't want to think about it anymore!

cheer!

From this moment forward, Tang Yiping has conquered every obstacle in this city! Everyone cheers for him!

In the alley, a breeze blew between the two buildings, ruffling Tang Yiping's hair and bringing a long-lost coolness.

It seemed that the city was also cheering for Tang Yiping.

"Now, let's go treasure hunting to celebrate! What's in today's treasure chest?"

Tang Yiping's gaze shifted to the trash can.

He sniffed, and [Carrion Eater] told him that there would be a harvest today.

Stoka and the mouse were also eager to try.

"Treasure Hunt, Begin!"

A quiet alley.

Wheelchair, teenager, dog, rat, and trash can.

There were also cheers.

And various foods laid out on the ground.

This is Tang Yiping's dinner style.

Then Tang Yiping heard someone cough.

"Cough cough!"

Tang Yiping turned his head and saw the delivery guy from before looking at them speechlessly.

The delivery guy had actually been watching for several minutes.

He didn't know whether he should interrupt or join this abstract celebration and this abstract group.

But he felt that if he didn't come out soon, Tang Yiping would go and rummage through the trash can to eat something, so he pretended to have just passed by and hurriedly walked in from outside.

"Great, you're here! I've been looking for you twice." The delivery guy handed Tang Yiping a bag of takeout. "This is still late. Here, take it back if you don't mind. And hurry home..."

The delivery guy instinctively moved a little further away from the mouse; you could tell he was covered in fur.

Tang Yiping looked at Stoca, and the mouse that had hidden in the corner because of the stranger's appearance, then looked at the delivery guy, and then at the trash can.

He had actually planned that if he saw the delivery guy again, he would definitely explain that things weren't as he imagined.

He gave up on explaining.

It's becoming increasingly difficult to explain.

“We’re celebrating!” Tang Yiping said. “If you don’t mind, I’ll treat you to dinner.”

Actually, I'm still quite disgusted... the delivery guy thought to himself.

Then he saw Tang Yiping shout, "Stoka!"

Stoka let out a "woof" and burrowed into the trash can. His tail swayed like a windmill, and then he turned around and came out with an old wallet in his mouth.

Tang Yiping pulled out a red bill from the zippered compartment of his old wallet.

"What do you want to eat? I'll order takeout."

"???" The delivery guy was speechless for a moment.

To be honest, this isn't the first time a food delivery driver has eaten in a roadside alley, but today's experience was still quite strange.

He held his lunchbox, looked at Stoka and the rat across from him, and then at Tang Yiping beside him. He couldn't understand how a person could be hanging out with rats.

How could a husky possibly live peacefully with a mouse? "Is its name Stoka?" The delivery guy reached out and stroked Stoka's head. Stoka squinted its eyes and whimpered, sounding quite content.

"I also have a husky at home, named Toto," the deliveryman said. "Their names are even a bit similar."

"It's so intelligent, just like my Toto. My Toto is nothing like a husky, he's really smart." As he said this, he scratched Stoka so comfortably that his tongue lolled out, his mouth and eyes were crooked, he looked really silly.

He's obviously a pro at petting huskies.

“Since my grandfather passed away, it’s just the two of us at home. It’s old now, and its spirits aren’t very good; it can’t eat much anymore.”

Tang Yiping looked at Stoka, then at the delivery guy.

He began to understand why the delivery guy had helped him and given him his dinner.

He actually saw himself in Tang Yiping.

Alone, with only a dog, they depend on each other for survival in a huge city, living hand to mouth.

"If Toto leaves, I'll be all alone in this world."

"If only I could understand dogs," the delivery driver said. "I could ask it if it had anything to say, say goodbye properly, and let it leave without any regrets."

Tang Yiping was at a loss for words.

"Actually, I also wish I could understand what he was saying." Tang Yiping looked at Stoka.

It's too difficult for the two of them to communicate; they can only communicate through "woof woof woof" and "meow meow meow".

The feeling of a dog talking to a cat.

Tang Yiping always felt that Stoka's IQ was actually extremely high, at least much higher than Lola's, who had been smart since childhood.

He had many questions he wanted to ask.

"Wait a minute, it's not impossible!" Tang Yiping's eyes suddenly lit up.

He suddenly had a new idea.

This is just a translation function!

If FOOW can translate the language of people with brain injuries, can it also translate the language of pets?
"Huh?" The delivery guy looked at Tang Yiping with a puzzled expression.

……

Having avoided the rush hour, Tang Yiping returned to the company with Stokka.

This time, Tang Yiping discovered that many people in the company were still there, especially several senior executives, several core programmers, and the boss, Lu Mingyuan.

Everyone looked very happy.

"What's wrong?" Tang Yiping asked.

"The company has secured investment!" Brother Ze said to Tang Yiping. "Someone invested ten million yuan in the company, which is enough to help us get through this difficult time!"

Tang Yiping was slightly surprised; the prosthetic body Rohan worked too fast, and had already gotten the job done.

"Why aren't you surprised at all?"

"Ah!" Tang Yiping exclaimed, "That's wonderful! I'm so happy!"

Ze looked at Tang Yiping with some confusion.

“With this money, we can hold out until the new product is launched…” Ze Ge said to Tang Yiping, “Pingzi, we’ll start developing FOEW’s commercial products tomorrow!”

Uh, actually...

I wanted to create something completely different.

But now seems like the wrong time?
After saying that, Ze Ge turned to ask Lu Mingyuan:
"He didn't ask for anything? He just wanted to invest in us?"

"No."

"Don't you want management rights?"

"No."

What's in it for?

"He said he has high hopes for our company."

"Is he blind?"

"Hey, don't say that!"

Tang Yiping looked at everyone and sent a message on his phone.

Then Lu Mingyuan received a new message.