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Chapter 192 Shark Baby Shocks the Food Delivery Industry

Li Ji's heart tightened as he looked at the number on his phone.

"They're not here to interrogate me, are they?"

Climbing through security windows to the 6th floor is just the tip of the iceberg; who knows what other bizarre things Sharkbao might do.

He answered the phone with trepidation.

"Hello, Station Master Wang, what can I do for you? Did my brother get you into trouble?"

The tone on the other end was polite yet tinged with joy: "No, no."

"He's gone home after get off work. I wanted to let you know so you wouldn't worry."

Li Ji glanced at the time on the TV: "It's only 8 p.m., are you getting off work so early?"

"He had delivered all the orders he could, so we had to let him go back and rest."

Li Ji's mind was a bit confused: "What do you mean by 'delivered all the orders'? Did he deliver all the takeout orders in Shanghai?"

"No, not at all. The number of orders at the site is controlled by an algorithm. If too many orders are accepted, the number of orders will be reduced. If he keeps delivering orders, no one will have any orders left."

Li Ji found it unbelievable that Shark had delivered all the orders for the entire station all by herself.
And it was done by climbing the building with his bare hands!
"I'd like to ask, how many orders did he deliver?"

"102 orders. That's a top-performing number at our station, no, nationwide. And that's just one afternoon's deliveries. When he first came, I never expected him to be so outstanding. You've done a great job training him."

"You flatter me."

"Tell him later that he doesn't need to charge my electric scooter; it will be fully charged when he comes back. He's being too kind."

Li Ji realized that Shark Treasure would never charge the electric scooter.

There's only one truth: he didn't ride an electric scooter at all.

"I will pass on the message for you."

After exchanging a few casual words, the two hung up the phone.

Station Master Wang looked at the data on the computer with satisfaction.

"This little one is really something."

He dialed the phone number of his good friend, Station Chief Zhang.

He tilted his head back, a smile playing on his lips, and said excitedly, "Old Zhang! Let me tell you, the little one you brought me today—"

Old Zhang hurriedly interrupted Station Chief Wang: "Old Wang, you need to be more patient with special groups. These guys have it tough too. I've been thinking about this all day. If all else fails, just send him back. He's right here at our station."

"You think beautiful!"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Old Zhang looked completely bewildered as he held the phone.

"What I want to say is, thank you for bringing that little guy over. Guess how many orders he delivered this afternoon?"

"From what I've heard, it seems you're quite satisfied with him. He delivered 25 orders? That's about right for a newbie."

Station Master Wang smiled and said, "Too few."

"How many more can we deliver? 40 orders, that's not a small number."

"Too little."

"He can still deliver 50 orders? A full-time rider working 12 hours a day can only do about that many."

"You'll be shocked when I tell you, 102 orders!"

Old Zhang burst out laughing: "Old Wang, I've noticed your jokes are getting really bad lately. 102 orders in one afternoon, top-tier order volume. He's not even as tall as an electric scooter, how is that possible?"

"If you don't believe me, I'll send you a screenshot of the backend."

Station Master Wang sent over a screenshot of the backend system.

A strange noise came from the other end of the phone.

"Wow! 102 orders! Is he a superman? Old Wang, can I ask you something?"

"Nothing good will come without discussion."

"I'll treat you to a meal, and we can talk face to face," Old Zhang said gently. "Give me back Little One, oh no, Brother Sha Bao."

"Why didn't you return it? Where were you before? You refused to take it back then, and you almost made that sister have a mental breakdown."

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Shark stood in front of the brightly lit sesame seed cake shop.

"Boss, I'd like twenty beef sesame cakes. But I don't have any money with me. Can my brother pay for them?"

"Then I'll make it for you first."

Shark sat on the steps and called Li Ji.

"Li Ji, come pick me up downstairs at the hotel. I don't have any money to buy pancakes here, so please remember to bring some money."

"no problem."

Shark sat on the steps, staring blankly at the flow of people coming and going.

His clothes were covered in leaves, his hands were covered in dust, and his expression was blank, as if he had just returned from fleeing a disaster.

"Sha Bao, what a coincidence, you're taking orders here too."

Shark looked up and saw that the person was Liu Meng, the delivery rider who had helped her at the courier station before.

An excited smile spread across his face. "Liu Meng, you're here too."

"Yes, I'll take the order."

Liu Meng sat down next to Sha Bao.

Just then, Li Ji arrived. The two greeted each other, and Li Ji went inside to pay the bill.

He pointed to the Shark Baby restaurant outside: "My brother ordered this. How much was it in total?"

The owner flipped the flatbreads on the griddle, making a sizzling sound as the oil seeped out.

"three hundred."

"What?" Li Ji exclaimed in surprise, "What kind of pancake costs three hundred yuan?"

"He bought twenty tickets, each costing fifteen yuan."

"As expected of the Shanghai currency, it has a lot of value."

Li Ji paid the bill and sat down next to Sha Bao and the others, listening to their conversation.

"Sha Bao, how many orders did you complete today?"

"not much."

Li Ji frowned, wondering if Sha Bao lacked a concept of the word "many".

Liu Meng put his arm around his shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, it's just like the first day, there aren't many orders. You're just starting out, it's normal to be slow. If you don't understand anything, just ask me on WeChat, we're brothers."

"Okay, okay. I'll definitely ask you."

"Can you tell me exactly how many orders you delivered?"

Li Ji secretly covered one ear to avoid being startled by Liu Meng's loud shouts.

"102 orders."

"That's not much, only a hundred—how many?"

Liu Meng's loud shout drew three seconds of attention from everyone around him.

He was so startled he stammered, "1, 1, 102 orders? You're not kidding, are you?"

No. Is it too little?

Shark pulled out his phone and showed it to Liu Meng.

"Holy crap, that's 102 orders!"

Li Jin could see that Liu Meng's eyes began to glaze over, as if he had fallen into some deep thought.

Liu Meng couldn't understand it. He was the top order taker at the station, and he had completed more than a hundred orders in a single day.

But that would take more than ten hours of non-stop work to complete.

He looked Shark up and down repeatedly.

With such a small body, not even as tall as an electric scooter, how much can it carry, and how fast can it run?
How could it be possible to complete 102 orders in six hours?

It was my first day at work.

"Are you speeding on your electric scooter? The traffic police will catch you."

Lee Ki covered his mouth, trying his best not to laugh.

Shark said innocently, "No. I don't ride bikes."

"Not by bike? How will you deliver it then?"

"running."

"what?"

Liu Meng's loud shouts assaulted Li Ji's ears, and he painfully covered his ears, regretting that he had failed to anticipate the attack this time.

Liu Meng fell into deep thought once again.

There are indeed colleagues in the industry who use running for delivery, but that person receives preferential treatment from the platform and only delivers relatively short orders, and the number of orders is not very large.

Shark delivered 102 orders in six hours using only its own two feet!
Liu Meng's understanding of the industry he was deeply involved in was completely overturned.

Its impact was no less than when Newton learned about relativity.

Newton was lucky; he didn't know about relativity.

But Liu Meng was different; he had actually seen Shark Baby.

In the years that followed, Liu Meng met many single kings, but none of them could compare to that tiny dwarf.

The boss called out to him from behind, and Li Ji took 20 beef sesame cakes.

"Shark, it's time to go."

The two walked together toward the five-star hotel next door.

"You still have hotel bookings?"

"No, we live here."

(End of this chapter)