"Bro, I'm here to help you move, where are you!?"
Qi Hao opened the video, looking exasperated.
"You're the one who insisted on coming, and I'm busy right now."
In the video, Fang Qingyu was driving.
Qi Hao could only slump on the couch, urging helplessly, "Alright, alright, most of it's moved, just hurry back."
"In a bit, I'll come back after a couple more rides."
Fang Qingyu said as he promptly hung up the video call.
Qi Hao was left staring blankly at his phone.
This buddy of mine...
Is he short on cash, or what?
Can make money doing anything, yet he insists on driving for Didi.
At 8 PM.
When Fang Qingyu opened the door, Qi Hao had already fallen asleep on the couch.
But soon, when the packages of crayfish, beef tendon, and other foods were opened.
Qi Hao automatically woke up.
"What have you been up to since leaving the martial arts hall?"
He rubbed his face, puzzled.
"This afternoon, I worked as a moving laborer, then did a few hours of Didi driving."
