The delivery rider before him wore a yellow robe, his skin rough and unrefined from years of weathering, darkening under the sun and rain.
He was probably in his fifties, not much different in age from the masters and madams Chen Hai had met on the coach in Japan back in those days.
However, compared to them, the delivery rider before him seemed much older; at first glance, he appeared like a little old man.
"Young man, when you sign for the delivery, could you please leave a good review, if that's okay?"
Seeing Chen Hai appear somewhat distracted, the delivery rider asked with a humble look, hurriedly adding the request inappropriately.
"Tong Daqiang? Brother Qiang?" Instead of directly responding to the delivery rider, Chen Hai spoke up tentatively, asking.
He was naturally familiar with Tong Daqiang.
Only, the delivery rider before him differed somewhat from the Brother Qiang in his memory.
