102: Another negative review for Chapter 102?

Ten years of his lifespan had been toyed away by the Food Delivery System.

If he didn't continue delivering food and failed to obtain enough positive reviews within a certain timeframe, his lifespan would continue to be deducted.

Zhang Yang had a feeling that the Food Delivery System was trying to kill him.

He was now somewhat regretting being seduced by the Food Delivery System and getting bound to it.

For the sake of his own life, even though he was extremely unwilling, he still had to continue on the path of delivering food.

After confirming the order, Zhang Yang drove his luxury car toward the target restaurant.

For a delivery driver to be delivering food in a supercar, it was hard not to attract attention.

When they saw Zhang Yang get out of the car, pedestrians on the road, regardless of gender, stopped in their tracks and fixed their gazes on him.

Being the center of attention, Zhang Yang actually enjoyed it all; this was exactly the feeling he wanted.

"Wow, which young master is this out experiencing life?"

"I wonder if I can go up to this handsome guy and ask for his contact information. If I could get a date, that would be even better."

"Go away, just look at what you look like. If that handsome guy wants a date, he'd pick a beauty like me."

The whispers of the passersby nearby were heard clearly by Zhang Yang.

The adulation from the crowd swept away the gloom in Zhang Yang's heart.

That's right, his only hope for a comeback now was the Food Delivery System.

As long as he continued delivering food, gained enough positive reviews, and received rewards from the system.

Whether it was ten years of lifespan or even more rewards, he could have them all.

Feeling delighted, Zhang Yang even deliberately slowed his pace to listen to the passersby's praise, satisfying his pathetic vanity.

Hearing that a wealthy young master was experiencing life by delivering their food, the restaurant owner didn't dare to delay.

The owner immediately told the staff to put aside other tasks and focus entirely on completing Zhang Yang's order.

In less than twenty minutes, the eight large dishes for Zhang Yang's order were already packed and ready.

He hadn't heard enough of the praise and compliments yet, but the other party had already finished the order, leaving Zhang Yang with a feeling of regret, as if he hadn't had his fill.

However, compared to a five-star review, a few words of praise seemed somewhat insignificant.

Zhang Yang didn't dare to delay and drove his supercar, enjoying the ride along the way.

The destination was a remote little courtyard surrounded by old houses; it didn't look like many people lived in the vicinity.

Zhang Yang had no interest in admiring these historic buildings; he drove his luxury car into an alley and hurried to the courtyard.

Thanks to the restaurant's special treatment and Zhang Yang speeding all the way, he arrived more than half an hour earlier than the scheduled time.

"This place is not bad. I don't know who it is that ordered six large meals and eight bowls of rice all at once."

"Whatever, I just need to deliver it. If I'm lucky and get a five-star review, that's what's most important."

Zhang Yang muttered a few words, then shouted toward the courtyard: "Delivery is here! [I am a Foodie Big Fat Pig], your delivery has arrived."

After shouting two or three times in succession, he finally heard the creaking sound of a door opening.

Before long, the door on the first floor was opened. Looking over, a rough-looking, fierce-faced middle-aged man walked out aggressively.

A fierce glint appeared in the man's eyes; he didn't seem like a good person at all.

Regardless of whether the other party was a good person or even a murderer, Zhang Yang couldn't be bothered to care.

He stepped forward and pointed at the food in his hand: "Hello, the food you ordered has arrived. Please take it."

The man didn't pay attention to Zhang Yang's words; instead, he walked around him, examining him, and said with a hostile expression: "How come you brat delivered it so early?"

Clearly, the man was not only unsatisfied with Zhang Yang delivering the food early, but was actually quite annoyed.

Delivering the food early so you can eat delicious hot meals sooner—isn't that a good thing?

As a veteran delivery driver, Zhang Yang didn't react aggressively to the other party's unfriendliness, but instead patiently explained.

"The restaurant prepared the food too quickly, and since I didn't have any other deliveries, I brought it to you right away."

"It's perfect; the food is all piping hot right now, so you can eat it while it's hot."

"If you are satisfied with my service, please give me a five-star review."

There was no other way. If he were facing an ordinary passerby, Zhang Yang could completely act arrogant and show off without any restraint.

Because he possessed the God-level Food Delivery System, he was a child of destiny, a superior person with vast wealth.

But in order to get this five-star review, Zhang Yang had to push the essence of service to the extreme.

In front of the customer, he had to act like a lowly servant.

"You still have the nerve to ask for a five-star review? I ordered the food at 4:30 and originally planned to eat at 5:30, but you brat went and delivered it half an hour early."

"I don't want to eat right now, but you're forcing me to eat. If I eat too early and get hungry at night, are you going to be responsible for that?"

Zhang Yang was speechless.

This seemingly rough big man actually had a mountain of twisted logic.

He was just a delivery driver; did he really have to worry about when the other person ate, or if they would go hungry at night?

Zhang Yang still wanted to explain, but the big man said with an annoyed look: "With this kind of service attitude, you still want a five-star review? I'll just give you a one-star bad review; that's already letting you off easy."

"Brother, don't, please don't."

Upon hearing the words "one-star bad review," Zhang Yang felt like crying.

He was almost being driven crazy by these words.

If he got another bad review, the system would deduct another ten years of his lifespan.

The young man in his twenties would instantly turn into a greasy middle-aged uncle in his forties or fifties.

If that day really came, he would be beyond tears.

Hearing that the middle-aged man was preparing to give him a bad review, a panicked Zhang Yang hurriedly tried to stop him and begged for mercy.

"Brother, I beg you, you know how hard it is for us delivery drivers, running around in the wind and rain."

"I beg you, please don't give me a bad review. Even if you don't give me a positive review, that's fine, just please don't give me a bad one."

If the system didn't prohibit him from using extreme means to coerce or threaten customers.

Just based on this middle-aged man's unreasonable attitude, Zhang Yang would have already taught him a lesson.

"What does it have to do with me if it's hard? I'm not some saint; do I have to care if you live or die?"

"If you dare to annoy me, I'll give you a bad review and make you get docked pay."

As the man said this, ignoring Zhang Yang's attempts to stop him, he took out his phone and prepared to give him a bad review.

"Big brother, please let me off, don't give me a bad review, I'm begging you."

Zhang Yang pleaded continuously. He no longer hoped for a five-star review; he just prayed that a one-star bad review wouldn't appear in his view.

He secretly clenched his fists, preparing to strike. If the other party insisted on going his own way, even if it meant risking being tortured by the system, he would make this arrogant guy pay the price.