Chapter 113 Personal Delivery
Yang Fan and Xiao Lin returned to her yard, where Fu Yonghui and his daughter Fu Cancan were waiting for her. Like Xiao Lin, they were both dirty.

A total of more than 500 kilograms of fruit were neatly packed in plastic frames and placed on both sides in the yard.

"Boss, these are sent to Aunt Tao and others, and these are sent to the town." Xiao Lin said, pointing to the fruits on both sides.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Yang Fan took out his phone and transferred 500 yuan to Fu Cancan, "Thank you for your hard work, this is your wages."

When Fu Cancan saw so much money, she immediately clicked on the refund, "Not so much."

"Besides, I'm going to pay you back with work, so you don't have to pay me."

Yang Fan: "So this money is for Uncle Fu, not for you. I don't have his WeChat."

Fu Cancan: “…” Sorry, she thought too much.

"I don't want it either," Fu Yonghui waved his hands and refused, "It's just a small thing, why should I pay you? I don't want it."

Yang Fan has helped their family so much, how could he ask for money for doing such a small thing for her?

"Come, I'll load them into the car for you. You can deliver these first and then send these by express."

Fu Yonghui rolled up his sleeves and got to work.

Since he said so, Yang Fan didn't force it and put away her phone.

"Uncle Fu, you don't have to help me move. I'm not driving this car today." Yang Fan said.

If I don’t drive this car, then what car should I drive?
Not only Fu Yonghui, Xiao Lin also had this doubt. Could it be that the boss had other cars?

When she went back to take a shower and change her clothes, and then returned to Yang Fan's house, she knew what kind of car it was.

Xiao Lin looked at the truck at the door which was much larger than the tricycle, blinked, and trotted around to the back. She saw that all the fruits had been moved onto the truck and loaded.

Yang Fan changed into a black suit, tied up his long hair, sat in the driver's seat, put his long legs on the car door, and wore black sunglasses, looking very handsome.

"Have you packed all your stuff? Let's go deliver the goods now," she said.

Xiao Lin was still immersed in the shock of how she had managed to get a truck so quickly and load all the goods. When she heard her question, she subconsciously replied, "I've got it."

When she goes to town to deliver goods, she only needs to bring a mobile phone.

"Get in the car and go."

"okay."

Xiao Lin went around to the other side, climbed onto the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, and held the door handle tightly, all in one smooth motion.

"Boss, I'm ready, let's go!"

Yang Fan glanced at her sideways and said with a half-smile, "Don't be nervous."

Why are you so nervous? She's a good driver.

Xiao Lin: "Boss, I'm not nervous!"

She said she wasn't nervous, but her clenched jaw betrayed her true thoughts.

You said you're not nervous. Yang Fan sneered, hooked his toes around the car door, closed it, fastened his seat belt, and started the car.

When the car drove to Fu Cancan's house, she stopped the car and shouted towards the house, "Sister Cancan."

"I'm here," Fu Cancan heard the shout and came out from inside the house, jogging all the way to the car, "What's going on?"

Yang Fan handed her the key to the newly bought house, "I have bought Uncle Zhao's house. Here is the key. You can start drawing the design."

Fu Cancan took the key and nodded, "Okay, I'll come to see you the house when you come back later."

"I may not be able to come back today," Yang Fan said, "I have to go to Nanchang to deliver goods. You can go and look at the house first."

Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin in the car were both a little shocked. Delivering goods to Nanchang?!

Xiao Lin looked at the back carriage with a confused look on her face, then turned to look at Yang Fan, "Boss, do we have to deliver these goods in person?"

Wasn't it mailed? When did it become door-to-door delivery?
Yang Fan hummed calmly, "Send it over and collect the courier fee on the way."

Xiao Lin: ? ? Aren’t they paying for the courier fee themselves?
Fu Cancan: "Okay, then I'll go check out the house myself first."

"Okay, see you later." Yang Fan waved at her, turned around, started the car and continued driving.

The car drove out for a while before Xiao Lin came back to her senses from the shock. She asked again in disbelief, "Boss, are we just going to deliver the goods like this?"

Yang Fan: "Why, do we need to hire a gong and drum band to see us off?"

...That's not necessary.

But why did they have to deliver the goods to the door? Xiao Lin was a little confused.

"Boss, is this a new car you bought?" She looked around the car. The car looked brand new, as if it was new.

"No, I borrowed it from Wang Dequan."

It is convenient to have a rich client; he can get her whatever she wants at any time.

"Oh, then shall we come back today?" Xiao Lin asked.

It takes more than three hours to drive from Shangrao to Nanchang. It is already past three o'clock now. By the time we get to Nanchang, it will be almost seven o'clock in the evening.

Yang Fan held the steering wheel with one hand and pushed up his sunglasses. His eyes behind the sunglasses were calm and indifferent. "I don't know. It depends on whether the customer cooperates or not."

Xiao Lin thought about it and it made sense. It was already very late when they arrived, and they still had to deliver the goods to two different homes, plus unload the goods. So they probably wouldn't be able to come back tonight.

"It just so happens that Han Musen's order is very urgent. Now is the perfect time for us to deliver the goods directly to his door."

Yang Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said meaningfully, "I am quite anxious."

They first delivered the fruits to several families in the town, and then drove all the way to Nanchang.

After getting on the highway, Xiao Lin truly experienced what it meant to travel at lightning speed.

When Yang Fan drove a tricycle on a country road, he would turn the handlebars to the bottom. Now that he was driving a truck and even on the highway, he was like a wild horse running at full speed.

Xiao Lin held the door handle tightly and glanced at the dashboard secretly. 130!

My goodness, her boss was driving at 130 miles per hour!
"Boss...would you mind going a little slower? It would be bad if the fruits behind get ruined." Xiao Lin said tremblingly.

Yang Fan said lightly, "No, I tied it tightly and it won't break."

"But...if you are caught speeding, you will be fined and penalized."

“No, they can’t photograph me.”

"..." Xiao Lin cried, "But I'm scared."

Boss, please drive slower! I'm scared!

Yang Fan: "..."

Well, she only has this one employee, and it would be hard to find a replacement if she breaks down.

Gradually, she slowed down to around 90 mph.

Xiao Lin finally felt relieved.

After driving smoothly for a while, she thought of something else, "Boss, if you are not at home, will the post station be open at night?"

Yang Fan: "I told them last night that they can open the key themselves."

"Oh~" Xiao Lin asked again, "What if someone goes to the village to buy fruit while we are not here?"

"Grandma Xu and the others will take care of it."

"What about Lao Hei? How does he eat?"

"It has fruit to eat, so it won't starve."

"That night..."

"Shut up," Yang Fan glanced at her, "Are you asking a hundred thousand questions?"

Xiao Lin: "No, I'm Xiao Lin."

Yang Fan: ...

Haha, this joke is not funny at all.