When all the passengers were still confused, Jiang Siming said to them: "Get in the car, I am the driver and will take you to your destination."
When the passengers heard this, they immediately poured into the car.
Jiang Siming was very smart this time. He wore a mask and sunglasses when he came, so no one recognized him for the time being.
Everyone thought it was the real driver who had come to take over the shift, so they quickly got on the bus.
After everyone got on the car, Jiang Siming closed the car door, started the car, and drove to the platform in front.
This is his first time driving a bus. Needless to say, it’s quite new.
After the car started, the passengers in the car began to feel something was wrong.
Because from the rearview mirror of the car, although the driver was wearing a mask, his eyebrows and eyes looked too much like the same person.
Next to the key driver was this man holding a camera.
This has to make everyone suspicious.
"Video camera. Passengers will come over soon, so you have to block them. I'm driving."
Jiang Siming had a hunch that he must have been recognized, so he quickly said hello to the cameraman and asked him to cover him.
The cameraman smiled bitterly, not only did he have to take pictures, but he also had to work part-time as a security guard...
Sure enough, not long after, several young female passengers wanted to walk towards the driver's seat.
"It's Jiang Siming! It's him, it's him!"
The sharp-eyed female passenger recognized Jiang Siming's identity and immediately screamed.
With this shout, the whole car started to commotion.
"The driver is Jiang Siming!"
"Don't lie to me, is it really Jiang Shen?"
"Yes, yes, that's the man who sings very well and is very rich!"
"Ah ah ah, I'm going to find him to get his autograph!"
...
The cameraman quickly stopped everyone.
But the cameraman alone cannot stop so many people.
Jiang Siming had no choice but to take off his mask and said to everyone seriously:
"Everyone, I'm driving. Please sit back in your seats. This is a matter of everyone's safety. Don't make fun of me, okay?"
There was an aura in Jiang Siming's tone that was irresistible.
With just one sentence, everyone sat back down obediently.
But everyone stretched their necks and held up their mobile phones to take pictures of the driver.
I met the richest man in Asia while taking a bus, and he acted as the driver for everyone.
This post on Moments is really cool.
The richest man in Asia will be my driver! I just want to ask you if you accept it!
Jiang Siming didn't care about this and was having a great time driving the bus.
In the past, he actually wanted to be a bus driver. After all, he had a stable job in a public institution.
Unfortunately, it's too difficult to get an A3 driver's license, and it's so easy to get into a public institution, so I can only think about it.
We arrived at the next stop, Shanghai Nursing College Station.
Jiang Siming stopped the car steadily and opened the door.
Another group of passengers got on the bus, all young girls from the nursing college.
As soon as Yingying Yanyan got into the car, she immediately noticed Jiang Siming sitting in the driver's seat.
Usually an old man drives the car, but today he suddenly has a different face, a super handsome guy.
Everyone's eyes were straightened, and the collective heart was beating fast.
No way? Such a handsome guy is actually a bus driver? What should I do? I want to strike up a conversation~
Just to confirm again, good guys, these nurses and sisters are also high like other passengers.
I even forgot to swipe my card and insert coins.
"Swipe your card, insert the coin and go back."
Jiang Siming had no choice but to remind them.
Suddenly I realized that I was really not suitable for this line of work.
How can I work if I have to drive the bus every day and be surrounded by these little girls every day?
It's a pity that once Jiang Siming puts on his sunglasses, he doesn't love anyone and only focuses on driving his car.
Jiang Siming drove the bus all the way to the agreed stop. During the process, the bus was as stable as the ground, and everyone could hardly feel the bumps and shaking of the bus.
Even veteran drivers have to give a thumbs up.
Many passengers are not even willing to get off the bus, preferring to sit through the station and follow Jiang Siming to the terminal.
Jiang Siming also kindly took a photo with the passengers on the bus, then quickly disappeared on his e-mule and returned to the place where he received the order.
There are already many unanswered orders on his phone.
Because I wasted too much time just now.
Mr. Ma and Mr. Wang have already taken seven or eight orders.
Jiang Siming also expressed his helplessness about this. He sent a long-distance order, and it was normal for the order quantity to be small.
There was one hour left before two o'clock at noon, and Jiang Siming couldn't do anything even if he tried hard.
"Resign yourself to your fate and consider yourself unlucky."
Adhering to the concept that if you lose, you lose, Jiang Siming continued to send out other orders.
One after another, the orders on the mobile phone are almost delivered.
There are twenty minutes left before two o'clock.
Jiang Siming planned to go back after delivering the last order.
The last order was ordered by a friend from the Internet cafe, a fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl.
Jiang Siming came to the Internet cafe with the order and found the guy at machine No. 25 who was ordering.
This guy is wearing headphones and is concentrating on playing chicken.
But the brother had been hiding in the house, clutching his stomach and feeling very uncomfortable.
When he saw Jiang Siming, he seemed to have seen a savior.
"Your takeaway." Jiang Siming handed him the takeout.
This guy didn't even look at the takeout. He got up from the sofa and said to Jiang Siming: "Brother, please give me a slap. I have a stomachache and need to go to the toilet."
Because Jiang Siming put on all his masks and hats to prevent being recognized again, the other person was too focused on his belly to even see what Jiang Siming looked like.
Jiang Siming also laughed when he heard his request. Looking for him to train as a substitute?
"I'm afraid I've been fooled." Jiang Siming said jokingly.
"It's okay! Anyway, I haven't eaten chicken for more than half a year. I don't know what chicken tastes like. Just play! If you lose, I will give you a five-star review!"
After saying that, the brother was eager to go to the pit and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Siming feels a little sorry for this guy. He hasn't eaten chicken for half a year. How miserable is he?
Forget it, I looked at the time and it was too late to send other orders.
Just give this brother a fight.
Jiang Siming sat down, took the brother's number, and started operating.
1 kill!
2 kills!
3 kills!
....
Just like that, Jiang Siming used this buddy's account to start killing people like crazy in the game.
Not long after, the brother who went to the toilet came back. When he looked at the number of enemies killed in the upper right corner of the screen, he killed all of them.
He remembered that he didn't kill anyone before leaving.
In five minutes, are the 21 kills above real or fake?
He even thought he was on the wrong plane, but he was sure again and again that it was his plane.
Aren’t the Master Kong braised beef noodles and Red Nanjing cigarettes above my own?
While this guy was stunned, Jiang Siming had already stood up, and the words "Good luck, eat chicken tonight" were displayed on the computer screen.
"It's done, remember to give it a five-star rating."
After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he left without looking back.
This guy was left in the Internet cafe with a confused look on his face. After working on it for a long time, he finally figured out something.
"It turns out that playing the game well is useless. In the end, I still have to deliver food. Oh, forget it. After surfing the Internet today, let's go out and find a job. Woohoo..."
Since then, the Internet cafe has lost a dream-chasing boy, and the construction site has gained a brick mover...