19: Chapter 19 The Food Delivery Tycoon System

Qin Yi gently placed the document he had finished reading on the desk, his fingertips tracing the information about Zhao Fan on the paper, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

Having read countless web novels in his past life, he was all too familiar with the tropes of systems. Systems like this, which were bound by tasks, usually had rules: completing tasks brought rewards from the sky, while failing them resulted in corresponding punishments. The lighter ones involved deducting earned rewards or reverting attributes, while the heavier ones could even result in being erased by the system.

However, some systems had no penalties for failed tasks, which was the reason Qin Yi needed to test it first.

"Perfect. I'll test it myself to see if this Takeout Tycoon System has penalties for late deliveries, and if so, how severe they are," Qin Yi murmured to himself, already having a plan in mind.

Thinking of this, Qin Yi pressed the call button in the study. Moments later, a guard dressed in black, with a tall and sturdy posture, walked in quickly. He stood straight and bowed his head respectfully: "Young Master, what are your orders?"

"Open the food delivery app now and specify the rider as Zhao Fan. Make sure the order is delivered to him, and do not make any mistakes."

Qin Yi's tone was calm, but his words carried an unquestionable command.

The guard was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, a flicker of imperceptible doubt flashing in his eyes.

The Young Master asking him to order food, and specifically designating a delivery rider named Zhao Fan, was truly abnormal. But he knew well that the Young Master's orders were to be executed, not questioned. Even with doubt in his heart, he didn't hesitate at all and immediately bowed in response: "Yes, Young Master, I will handle it immediately."

The guard quickly exited the study and immediately took out his phone to open the Meituan delivery app. Following Qin Yi's request, he selected a fast-food restaurant and placed an order for a home-style stir-fry combo.

He specifically designated Zhao Fan as the delivery rider in the app, then submitted the order and completed the payment. The whole process took no more than two minutes. He then reported to Qin Yi inside the study: "Young Master, the order has been submitted. I've designated that Zhao Fan for delivery, and the platform has already started dispatching the order."

"Very good. You may leave. Report any updates on the order to me at any time." Qin Yi waved his hand, then his figure flashed and he instantly left the study.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of the Cloud Top Club, the most top-tier private club in the center of Hai City, Zhao Fan strolled slowly out of the lobby. Sunlight spilled onto him, and his whole person exuded a sense of ease and self-satisfaction that was completely out of place with the surrounding environment.

Zhao Fan was no longer the poor delivery rider from five days ago.

He was wearing a slightly faded Meituan delivery uniform, with some inconspicuous stains on the dark blue fabric. On his feet were a pair of worn-out old sneakers. Beside him was the second-hand electric scooter he had been riding for a year, its battery somewhat aged. No matter how you looked at it, he was just an ordinary person struggling at the bottom of society.

But if someone who knew him looked closely, they would discover his enormous change: the skin that had become sallow and rough from long-term exposure to wind and sun had become much fairer and smoother. His once plain and mediocre facial features now had soft and defined contours, and there was more spirit in his brows and eyes. His appearance had improved by at least two levels.

His back, which used to be slightly hunched, was now straight. The self-abasement and embarrassment in his eyes were gone, replaced by an unconcealable confidence and smugness. There was even a hint of floating superiority; even while wearing the delivery uniform, he carried an air of looking down on others.

Zhao Fan stood at the entrance of the club, looked back at the luxuriously decorated, golden building, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. His eyes were filled with awe and satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth lifted uncontrollably: "This is the life of the rich, huh? Entering top-tier clubs at will, eating delicacies at will, even the service is done on their knees. This is a life I didn't even dare to imagine before, and now I'm actually living it!"

Just five days ago, he was still a poor loser who had been cheated on by his girlfriend and humiliated in public. His girlfriend disliked that he delivered food with no future and would never be able to turn his life around, so she left with a rich second-generation heir driving a BMW without hesitation. Before leaving, she scolded him, saying he was mud that couldn't be plastered onto a wall. He still remembered those humiliating words clearly to this day.

But it was precisely at his most desperate moment, when he was on the verge of a breakdown, that a system prompt suddenly rang in his mind. He had successfully bound the [Takeout Tycoon System], and from then on, his life had completely changed against the odds.

The system rules were extremely simple: as long as he completed food delivery orders on time every day, and as long as the orders were not late, he could randomly receive rewards. There were no complex tasks or harsh requirements; just delivering every order well was enough to receive rewards. However, along with the rewards, there were punishments. If he exceeded the delivery time five times in a row, he would be erased by the system.

At the time, seeing this punishment gave Zhao Fan a shock, but after thinking about it, he had been delivering food for so long, and the number of times he had been late could be counted on one hand. It was even more impossible for him to be late five times in a row. Thinking of this, Zhao Fan felt excited. Having obtained the system, he must be the destined child of fate in a novel.

Over the past five days, every time he delivered an order, rewards followed one after another, so many that he felt like he was having a beautiful dream he didn't dare to wake up from: on the first day after delivering food, the system directly rewarded him with appearance optimization and mastery of speech, turning him from a mediocre, loser-looking man into someone fresh and pleasant to look at, and making his communication with others calm and fluent.

On the second day after delivering food, the system directly deposited one billion in cash, claiming it was an inheritance from an overseas relative. Looking at the numbers in his bank account made his hands shake in disbelief.

And just the day before yesterday, after he finished his last delivery, the system waved its hand and directly rewarded him with 51% of the shares of Star Path Technology Group. Overnight, he became the most mysterious rich man in Hai City.

From a poor delivery boy who could barely pay his rent and was trampled on by others at will, to a big shot with a net worth of one billion and control over a top-tier technology group, he had only used five days. All these changes were just because he persisted in delivering food and completed the system tasks without being late.

"What struggle and hard work, what starting from scratch—in front of the system, it's all just floating clouds!" Zhao Fan clenched his fists, feeling the surging confidence within him, shouting crazily in his heart, his eyes filled with an arrogant look of disdain for everything.

"I used to be a poor loser who could be bullied by everyone. Now that I have the system's support, I can get everything just by delivering food. I am the born child of destiny; everything in this world will belong to me sooner or later!"

He had even started to imagine that as he continued to deliver food, the system would reward him with even more top-tier assets and more powerful abilities. In the future, the entire Hai City, the entire China, and even the whole world would submit to him, and those who once looked down on him would have to look up to him.

Just as Zhao Fan was filled with daydreams and high spirits, the new mobile phone he had just bought, hanging on the handlebar of his electric scooter, suddenly sounded a crisp delivery order notification. Immediately following that, a mechanical system voice that only he could hear rang in his mind:

[Ding! Detected a new exclusive delivery order. Delivery address: Qin Family. Pick-up address: Chengxi Shunxin Home-style Restaurant. Delivery time limit: 40 minutes. The order has designated you as the rider. Do you accept the order immediately?]

Zhao Fan did not hesitate at all. His fingertips tapped the accept order button on the screen quickly, while he silently chanted in his heart: Accept order! It's just a food delivery; 40 minutes is enough. After completing this order, I wonder what good rewards the system will give again!

He nimbly hopped onto his second-hand motorcycle and twisted the throttle. The engine emitted a burst of old rumbling sounds as he sped toward the restaurant to pick up the meal, his heart full of anticipation for the next reward, completely unaware that this seemingly ordinary food order was already a probing chess game set up by someone else.