Under the archway of an overpass, Wang Xiaor, a hard-working delivery boy, was waiting for his boss next to his tricycle.
He had just taken a cigarette from his colleague, who was in charge of West Street, when he saw a white minibus draw near on the dusty road.
The newspaper man called Pipe was the largest newspaper seller in the eastern part of the capital. He had more than 30 delivery boys working for him.
As a successful businessman, he believed in a professional vision. It was said that there would be a new magazine released that day, but he hadn’t paid attention to it. The distributing bureau assigned a basic magazine volume to him, so he had to trust them.
He had the ability to swallow magazines up after all.
Pipe stamped on his brakes and parked his car between his delivery boys.
When he opened the trunk, his men gathered around to help him carry the magazines down.
Pipe took out a cigarette, and Wang Xiaor lit it up.
