Driving driver Lao Huang

On the night of my third day as a part-time driver, I met Lao Huang.

At that time, the dinner rush had just passed and there were relatively few orders. Everyone returned to the late night snack street and kept watch, waiting for the rush hour in the early morning.

I had just finished a job and hurried back on my electric bike. When we were approaching our destination, there was a store on the roadside. There was a man in the same work clothes as me sitting in front of the store, playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

I rode over and parked the car. I greeted him enthusiastically: "Brother, what was the result of today's victory?" He looked up at me and replied expressionlessly: "I just ran away three chicken orders." I know that the so-called chicken orders mean that there are no orders that exceed the starting price. After the platform is drained, the order is only 11 yuan. No wonder his attitude is a little cold.

As a newcomer to the industry, it never hurts to ask more seniors for advice. With this purpose in mind, regardless of whether he was happy or not, I dragged the stool over and sat across from him.

I took a closer look. He was in his early forties, of medium build, with dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes. The short stubble left after just shaving his beard looked like it had been painted with ink. His well-developed biceps were about to burst the cuffs of his short-sleeved shirt. I secretly thought that if this beard had not been shaved, this look would look like the reincarnation of the black whirlwind Li Kui.

When he saw me sitting over, he ignored me and continued to play with his phone with his head down. I don’t know if it’s dissatisfaction with today’s luck or disdain for me. Seeing this, I got up and went to the store to buy two bottles of Red Bull. Put a bottle of Red Bull in front of him and say "Brother, drink water". He looked up at Red Bull and then at me, his expressionless face becoming a little looser. "You're welcome." He picked up the Red Bull, pulled the tab, and took a swig.

When I saw this, I started the topic.

"Brother, I am a newbie. It is my third day of work. Please give me some advice."

"Newbie, do you want to work part-time or full-time?"

"Part-time job"

""Part-time job is not easy to run. The platform calculates points based on online time and order volume, and dispatches orders according to the rules of high points. Orders with high points will be dispatched first. You can’t get full-time jobs with part-time points, and you can’t get full-time jobs in hotspots. It’s difficult in places with few people and no jobs.”

After listening to this, I thought about it, the platform’s order dispatching mechanism is not Are we forcing everyone to work full-time?

I said, "I don't have high requirements. It's enough to earn some money for cigarettes and side dishes every day."

He took it out of his pocket. He took out a pack of cigarettes, handed me one, and lit it for me.

"The requirements are not high, you can still get them with some hard work and money for cigarettes and groceries." p>

He then told me some tips on taking orders, and opened the mobile map to introduce the distribution of various hot spots to me in detail. After all, he taught me everything he said, and I was very impressed. , it is said that we have many enemies in the same industry, but he taught me without any reservation that this man, who looks rough on the outside, has a kind heart.

I asked: ""Brother, You should be working full-time." He nodded and replied, "Yeah", "How many hours do you run every day?" '

""Online from 7pm to 6am the next morning'""

"This is too hard"

He sighed, He said, "There is no other way. I'm old, I don't have much education, and it's hard to find a job. There are seniors and juniors, so if you don't work, what will the whole family have to eat?"

Seeing the lonely expression came back to On his face, I quickly changed the subject and asked: "Brother, where are the people from?",

""I'm from Hunan, what about you?", he asked.

" What a coincidence, I am also from Hunan," I replied.

"Where are you in Hunan?" he asked.

"I am from northwest Hunan",

Without waiting for me to reply, he directly took the conversation and said: "I'm in Xiangxi, haha, I met a fellow countryman." At this moment, he swept away his depressed mood, smiled, and stretched his thick and powerful right hand across the small table. in front of me.

I was a little caught off guard, so I had to reach over and hold my hands tightly together.

"Fellow, I am familiar with this area. If you have any questions in the future, you can always come to me," he said kindly. I nodded and agreed: "I will definitely do it. Please give me your advice."

Next, he and I talked about a lot of customs, culture and anecdotes in our hometown in our hometown dialect. When his cell phone rang, I looked at the time and saw it was twelve o'clock. We had been chatting for almost two hours. He looked at his phone and said to me, "fellow, I've placed an order. Sorry, I have to withdraw now. We'll chat when we have a chance." He didn't wait for me to answer, and hurried out on his electric bike. Only then did I remember that I hadn’t asked him his last name yet. Then he asked loudly at his retreating back: "Fellow, how should I call you?" He didn't even look back and shouted: "My surname is Huang, Huang Shiren's Huang, you can just call me Lao Huang." , after speaking, he turned his back to me, waved, and disappeared at the end of the road.

Since then, Lao Huang and I have gradually become familiar with each other, often staying in the same place. Not long after we took orders, we would brag and fight together. One day, I found that I had not seen Lao Huang for two or three days. I had always been very grateful for Lao Huang’s help and was a little worried about him. , I had to ask about the situation. So I called him, but no one answered, and I didn’t reply to him on WeChat.

Although Lao Huang and I met by chance, our relationship was not deep, but it was not. Totally just a stranger. According to what I know about him, Lao Huang is basically at full attendance every month. If he is not online for several days, it must be something wrong. So I kept asking my colleagues. After asking many people about the situation, I finally found someone who knew about Lao Huang’s situation. The colleague said that Lao Huang was beaten by a customer. He happened to be waiting for an order with Lao Huang near a seafood restaurant that day and witnessed the entire incident. A colleague said that that night, it was raining and the lights in the seafood restaurant’s open-air parking lot were dim. When Huang drove his client’s luxury car out, he bumped into a small truck parked nearby, causing a small scratch on the client’s car. . Old Huang first apologized to the customer and admitted his fault, but the customer refused to forgive him and cursed him with a bad attitude. In the end, the customer even slapped Old Huang several times. In the end, he helped call the police. I came over and took Lao Huang and the client to the police station. He didn't know what happened next.

After listening to my colleague, I felt a little heavy, and I felt like we were caring for each other. It was such a difficult job.

A few days later, I saw Huang finally appeared on the mobile app, and he was not far from me, so I rode in his direction. Rush over.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Lao Huang's mental state became much weaker, like a frosted eggplant, as if his whole body had lost its vitality. I handed him a cigarette and helped him light it. He forced out a smile and nodded to me.

I felt a little uncomfortable seeing him like this. "Fellow, are you okay?" I asked. , sighed and nodded again.

Seeing that he was silent and worried, I asked, "I haven't seen you for a few days. Where have you been?"

"Hospital",

"Is everything okay?"

"Nothing"

"What happened, can you tell me"

Lao Huang was silent for a long time and said feebly, "It's not a glorious thing, that's why I haven't answered your call. If you insist on asking, then I'll tell you."

Lao Huang. Huang took a puff of cigarette and said, "I was beaten, and I asked for it." I was surprised. What was going on? The people in western Hunan have always been fierce, and Lao Huang is even more powerful. He is only a bully, so there is a chance that he will be beaten by others, let alone seek a beating.

Lao Huang looked surprised when he saw me, and then said: "That day I scratched a client's luxury car. You know the rules of the platform. You need to pay for 10% of the damage to the car yourself. The car is heavy. It would cost a lot of money to buy a piece of paint, and I’m confused just thinking about it.”

“”All the money I earned some time ago was used to treat my mother’s illness. Now my child has to go to school again, and the tuition fees are a lot of money.”

“”I used to live with my wife It's better to go out to work. Now my wife is taking care of my mother at home, and I support the entire family expenses alone. I am almost 50 years old, and I work all night long, and my body is almost unable to bear it."

""No matter how I pleaded with the client at that time, the client was unwilling to take out his own insurance, and had to let me pay for it myself, and kept scolding me."

""I was in a hurry. Next..." Lao Huang hesitated to speak, as if he was ashamed to speak.

"In desperation, I whispered an unpleasant word to the client. After hearing this, the client became furious and slapped me hard several times."

Speaking of this, Lao Huang's body began to shake slightly. I saw this and patted his shoulder gently. Lao Huang suppressed his emotions and continued: "Actually, I know that as long as I don't scold the customer, the customer will not do anything. I didn't know where this idea came from at the time. I just wanted to be beaten by the customer." Give it a good beating, the harder the better.”

Lao Huang continued: "After I went to the police station to record my statement, I told the police that I felt unwell and needed to go to the hospital. In fact, I knew that I was not injured. The police drove me away without saying anything. In the past, I went to the hospital and went through various examinations. Except for the fingerprints on my face, the doctor couldn't find anything wrong with me. I insisted on being hospitalized. If something went wrong in a few days, I would go to the hospital. Responsible. The doctor couldn't say anything else and had no choice but to issue a hospitalization order."

"The next day, the client sobered up and came to the hospital with the police handling the case to ask me for compensation and apology, and to discuss how to deal with it. I said that it was unnecessary to pay compensation and apologize. One slap was ten thousand, and three A slap in the face, thirty thousand."

Lao Huang smiled bitterly and said: "Why did I ask for 30,000 yuan? It's because my son's tuition fee happened to be this amount. The client was unwilling to pay so much at first. Seeing that I was relying on the hospital, he had no choice but to take 30,000 yuan." It gave me trouble."

Lao Huang stared at me and said: "Fellow, I know you can't bury your conscience for money. This is wrong, but you must not look down on me. I can't help it. People are poor and have short ambitions. The horse is thin and hairy. I have been thinking about this for the past few days, and my conscience is uneasy."

Lao Huang continued: "I came here today not to start work, but to see if I could meet you and tell you what I have been holding in my heart these past few days. If I don't find someone to talk to, I will feel aggrieved. Die. In two days, I will go back to my hometown. My child will graduate after finishing school. My obligations to my child are basically completed. Now it is time to go home and spend time with my parents.

Interjected and listened carefully to every word Lao Huang said. Only then did I understand why such a hero like the Water Margin didn't fight back when he was beaten.

In my opinion, Lao Huang is. A person with a clear sense of love and hate, I have heard him say a lot of things when he was young. I believe that Lao Huang is the kind of person who would slap that person three times in return.

When he said this to me, I felt the pain caused by his conscience. He felt that he really shouldn't have done that little thing for 30,000 yuan, but he regretted it later.

I don’t know how to evaluate what Lao Huang did. To say that Lao Huang worked hard and took advantage of others? Or to say that Lao Huang endured the humiliation for the sake of his family. Perhaps everyone feels that he is a man who uses his dignity to pay for his son’s tuition. I have my own answer.

When Lao Huang was about to leave, I didn’t say anything. I just walked over and gave him a big hug. Although I only got along with him for a few months, I gave him my best wishes. Huang has become his friend.

Looking at Lao Huang's retreating figure, I have mixed feelings. In this world, we are like ants, just living for the sake of living.