"I could help you out... if you really need it," Mu Rufeng chuckled, rubbing his hands together.
It was pretty clear what he meant: if he were to help, he would need some compensation.
"I don't have any money on me right now, but after work, when I get paid, I'll give it to you, how about that?" An Lu said.
"No money? You get paid daily?" Mu Rufeng seemed surprised.
"Yeah, it's daily. Help me unload, and I'll give you fifty yuan after work," An Lu said.
"Okay then," Mu Rufeng slowly stood up.
"Thank you," An Lu said, expressing his thanks.
Mu Rufeng took a big gulp of the Scarlet Eyeball and then checked the time on his phone.
It was 1:40 pm, which meant he had been woken up by An Lu after only half an hour of sleep.
Without delay, Mu Rufeng followed An Lu into the truck.
He glanced at the goods inside and saw that three-quarters were still there. It needed to be noted that this truck had arrived at exactly 1 am.
Forty minutes had passed, and An Lu had managed to unload only a quarter of the goods.
No wonder An Lu was seeking Mu Rufeng's help.
At An Lu's pace, there was no way he would finish unloading in two hours.
"Your unloading speed is so slow you've only managed one-fourth in forty minutes?" Mu Rufeng remarked.
"How... how are you not affected?" Instead of answering, An Lu was astonishingly surprised.
At that moment, the inside of the truck was not very clear, shrouded in a layer of hazy mist.
Even for An Lu to stay alert in there, he had to use ghost qi to maintain his clarity.
The blood on the ground wasn't much, only up to the ankles, but it was exceptionally viscous, making each step require a lot of strength.
That was precisely why An Lu's unloading pace was so slow.
All these signs indicated that the truck driver was very strong.
Seeing Mu Rufeng seemingly unaffected, naturally, An Lu was extremely shocked.
"Is that so strange? By the way, did the driver ask you for a favor?" Mu Rufeng suddenly asked.
An Lu remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking up, "Yeah."
"How much?" Mu Rufeng asked again.
This time An Lu did not answer but simply shook his head.
"You won't say? Fine, then I'm leaving." Mu Rufeng turned to leave.
"Hey, hey, wait, he asked me for one hundred yuan," An Lu eventually spilled it out.
"One hundred yuan, huh? Alright, let's start unloading."
Mu Rufeng curled his lip and didn't say anything, immediately beginning to unload the goods.
Seeing this, An Lu also didn't say a word. He immediately stepped forward, positioned himself on the left side, and began to unload with waving arms.
However, because An Lu was constantly affected, his unloading speed was slow.
Moreover, when Mu Rufeng was unloading, his movements were quite large, nearly knocking the goods over.
Mu Rufeng frowned and then said, "You go on one side, just handle tying the goods and wrapping them up. I'll take care of the unloading."
"Okay..." Hearing this, An Lu nodded in agreement.
He actually preferred it this way.
Because if someone else was helping and they didn't finish unloading in two hours, the driver would surely target Mu Rufeng, the living person, first.
And he could take the chance to run away.
Then someone might ask, why not just hide in the warehouse and wait for two hours to pass? Wouldn't the driver be unable to do anything then?
Of course not. If the unloading exceeded the time limit, the driver could leave the truck to find you and cause trouble, even if it meant fighting it out in the warehouse, without breaking the Rule.
With An Lu no longer disturbing him, Mu Rufeng's unloading speed increased significantly.
Even as the mist in the van thickened and the blood on the floor got stickier, it still didn't affect Mu Rufeng in the slightest.
The unloading An Lu was the one affected.
The whole person felt in a daze, sluggishly dragging the cargo.
Mu Rufeng followed suit, laying down two boards to start unloading.
After thirty minutes, Mu Rufeng finally finished unloading.
Yet, he managed not to extort the driver.
Really, the driver was sly, removing all attributes of the fog except for the visual confusion.
Under such circumstances, Mu Rufeng's unloading speed greatly decreased.
Otherwise, Mu Rufeng could have definitely finished unloading in under an hour.
When the cargo was offloaded, An Lu's attitude changed abruptly, completely giving Mu Rufeng the cold shoulder.
Mu Rufeng didn't bother with him, returning straight to his own truck to unload all the remaining instant noodles.
Time flew, and it was six in the afternoon.
The piercing bell echoed throughout the entire Scarlet Logistics Park.
Sitting on the ground, dozing off in utter boredom, Mu Rufeng suddenly woke up and immediately stood up.
"Finally off work, An Lu, where's my money?" Mu Rufeng went straight to An Lu and asked.
An Lu gave Mu Rufeng a disdainful look and coldly said, "Didn't I tell you? Wait until payday and I'll give it to you. Just wait here; Supervisor Wang will be here soon."
"Ah, finally off work, being cooped up in a drawer, my waist and back are aching."
A wisp of black smoke emerged from the desk drawer and ultimately transformed into Chunni Sister's appearance.
"Xiao Mu, would you like to come over to my dorm tonight? I'll make you something tasty," Chunni Sister joked as soon as she saw Mu Rufeng.
"Sister Chunni, I don't think I can stomach your stuff; I'll go look for a vending machine at the cafeteria instead," Mu Rufeng said with a smile.
"Then you're missing out," Sister Chunni said, a hint of disappointment flickering in her eyes.
Before long, Wang Kun came out from inside the warehouse.
Wang Kun looked at Mu Rufeng with a somewhat strange expression.
Obviously, he found Mu Rufeng's bare upper body somewhat...
"Li Chunni, here's your wage; you can clock out now." Wang Kun pulled out a fifty-yuan bill.
"Thank you, Supervisor Wang," Li Chunni took the money and walked away without any dallying.
Immediately after, Wang Kun turned to An Lu.
"An Lu, your base wage is fifty yuan, offloading four trucks gives you a forty-yuan commission. However, you had assistance from Mu Rufeng; that truck's commission should be shared with him."
"Your wage today is eighty yuan," Wang Kun pulled out eighty yuan and handed it to An Lu.
"Thank you, Supervisor Wang," An Lu also thanked him, eagerly taking the money.
Just as Wang Kun was about to speak, suddenly, Mu Rufeng snatched the fifty-yuan bill from An Lu's hand.
"Fifty yuan, that was the agreed amount," Mu Rufeng said.
"It was... agreed," An Lu forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and slowly uttered a few words.
After that, without turning back, he walked away.
"Heh, kid, you've made quite a bit today, huh?"
"Mu Rufeng, since you're a temp, your base wage is twenty-five, offloading six trucks (including An Lu's), gets you a sixty-yuan commission."
"For helping An Lu with one truck, you get an extra ten yuan as a reward."
"You offloaded six trucks, you're the Alcohol Warehouse's employee of the month, an extra reward of twenty yuan."
"Your total wage today is one hundred fifteen yuan," Wang Kun pulled out the cash and gave it to Mu Rufeng.
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