The next day at San Yuan Bridge in Yanjing, just as the sky began to lighten, the smoky aroma from a steamed bun shop drifted into the air, carrying the faint, rich scent of wheat and meat.
A few bleary-eyed Qian Du Delivery riders were eating breakfast and discussing how they did yesterday.
"I made 390 yuan!"
"The station manager must have it out for you. How'd you only make that much? I didn't even go online until 10:30, missed the morning rush, and still made 810 yuan!"
"Sigh! The night before last, I pulled an all-nighter at an internet cafe playing *League of Legends* and slept until one in the afternoon. Forget the morning rush, I even missed the lunch rush."
"Unbelievable! You sleep when there's money to be made!"
"Heh heh, but hey, I was up at six this morning, wasn't I? I'm gonna try to make 1,000 yuan today!"
Just as the men were chatting, a young man in a bright orange T-shirt rode past on an Electric Vehicle.
