Even with ten thousand reservations in his heart, he still had to go tonight. If he were to leave a customer alone in the vehicle, anyone could guess with their eyes closed that the customer would personally drop by to offer their regards.
Passing by a supermarket, he casually picked up a bottle of Niulanshan.
"Yo, young man, looking to have a drink by yourself today?" The boss was as warm and talkative as ever.
"Ah, don't even mention it. Let's chat another time, I'm off to work." Si Ren really couldn't muster any interest in chatting.
The boss watched Si Ren's retreating back, and suddenly thought of something.
"Don't drink and drive, don't drive and drink! This kid." He then shook his head with a smile.
Upon arriving at the company, Si Ren found that an Alphard was already parked right at the entrance.
"Whoa, looks like today's client has some serious status. Last time it was an Iveco, and this time they upgraded to an Alphard."
He gave a self-deprecating laugh. Here he was still in the mood to think about such things—he'd better figure out how to save his own skin tonight.
He opened the car door, slipped inside, and turned back to confirm that the coffin was placed in the vehicle.
Then he picked up the envelope from the passenger seat, which contained a map and a card.
"Huh? There's an extra card today." He raised his hand to check the time: 7:54. There was plenty of time to look at what was on the card.
Name: Li Jiacheng. Age: 72.
"Huh? That's it?"
This card was the client's profile. He was increasingly feeling that a higher position was his only means of survival.
A temporary worker could only find out the name and age. If he got promoted to the next level, what kind of hint would they give? It wouldn't be the gender, would it? That would be way too cheap.
Afterwards, he picked up the map to confirm the destination.
He looked at the coffin through the rearview mirror, gritted his teeth, and finally spoke.
"Hello, Mr. Li. It's a pleasure to serve you. I am Si Ren, the driver for this Spirit Route Special Transport, employee number 044. I will deliver you to your destination on time, provide you with a comfortable journey, and I wish you a pleasant trip."
Si Ren nervously looked into the rearview mirror. He was experiencing an intense internal struggle right now: on one hand, he wanted a response from the customer, but on the other hand, he was terrified of the customer responding to him.
The clock struck 8:00, and the customer still made no sound. He let out a sigh of relief.
No matter what, the customer in the car probably wasn't angry.
He lightly pressed the accelerator and hit the road.
His mood while driving this time was completely different from his first time.
During his first drive, he had been suspicious of everything, but this time was different—he already knew the truth of the matter.
He only hoped that this trip would go smoothly and that he wouldn't run into anything wearing red.
Si Ren drove with his eyes fixed straight ahead, keeping his speed steady at around 60.
Even though the road was incomparably wide now, there was no guarantee what might suddenly leap out of the darkness in the next second.
On both sides of the road, the dim lights flickered, but fortunately, he was driving an Alphard this time, and the high beams were powerful enough that he didn't have to be on pins and needles.
At his current speed, he could easily handle any emergencies.
Si Ren had driven halfway, and nothing had happened, but that didn't make him lower his guard.
Right at that moment, a clattering sound came from the coffin. It was obvious something inside was beating against it.
Si Ren swallowed hard. Although he had mentally prepared himself to face a Ghost entity, actually having to confront one still broke him out in a cold sweat.
"Mr... Mr. Li, is there something you need?" Si Ren steadied himself, glanced up at the rearview mirror, and asked, putting on a facade of calm.
Hearing Si Ren's voice, the inside of the coffin fell into a brief silence.
Then, another series of clattering sounds rang out.
Seeing this, Si Ren realized that the thing inside the coffin couldn't get out, so he relaxed a bit and asked, "Sir, can you hear me? If you can hear me, knock once."
As soon as his voice trailed off, the coffin gave a single knock.
"Sir, do you have something you want to tell me? If yes, knock once; if no, knock twice."
"Clatter, clatter."
"Is it about the journey, or is it about your own affairs?"
"Clatter, clatter."
This was tricky. What could a customer possibly need? Nothing more than wanting to come out, which was definitely out of the question.
Leaving aside the company regulations against stopping midway, just the thought of you coming out of the coffin meant he'd be dead for sure, right?
But if he did nothing, it would probably make the client resent him, and worst of all, result in a bad review.
"Sir, I understand how you feel, but the company has rules against stopping midway. You should be aware of that. We are less than five kilometers away from the destination, could you please bear with it just a little longer?"
The moment Si Ren finished speaking, violent noises came from the coffin, as if the customer was venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.
Faced with this situation, Si Ren didn't know what to do for a moment.
It was over! A bad review was unavoidable this time.
But in order to survive, he had no choice but to approach the problem from another angle.
"Mr. Li, do you have some unfinished wish? If you trust me, I can help you."
The coffin fell silent for a moment, and before long, it gave a soft knock.
There was hope!
An unfinished wish usually had to do with one's family, property, or similar things.
However, the customer couldn't speak, and since he was just a temporary worker, he had no way of knowing the client's detailed information.
Unable to hear Si Ren's voice, the customer grew increasingly agitated, and the noise inside the coffin grew louder and louder.
If this kept up, it wouldn't end well.
"Sir, please don't get excited. Is your unfinished wish related to your family members, or is it a property issue?"
"Clatter."
"Is it your descendant, or your lover?"
"Clatter."
"A man or a woman?"
"Clatter, clatter."
"Is she in danger?"
"Clatter, clatter." The sound was exceptionally loud.
It seemed he had guessed the right direction.
"Someone is trying to harm her, right?"
"Clatter, clatter."
Just now, the client had clearly responded that there was danger, yet denied that anyone was trying to harm her. What on earth was going on here?
Wait, no.
"A Ghost entity is trying to harm her?" Si Ren probed tentatively.
"Clatter."
Si Ren's face sank. Crap, why did it have to be a Ghost entity? If it were a living person, he'd still have a shred of hope—if all else failed, he could call the police.
How was he supposed to deal with a Ghost entity, though?
Then a thought struck him: as long as he advanced another level to become a probationary employee, the Lingtu Mall should unlock another batch of items. Maybe there would be a way to solve it then.
"Mr. Li, to be honest with you, as long as I am promoted to a probationary employee, I'll have a very high chance of saving your descendant. I'm only 10 points away from a promotion, and every positive review adds 5 points. So please give me a good review when I drop you off at your destination later. That helps me, and it helps you too."
"Clatter."
Si Ren understood tacitly—the deal was struck.
But the most important thing right now was to find out the customer's home address and family members' information.
During his two days off, he needed to make sure her life was safe.
The trouble right now was that he only knew the customer's name and age, and nothing else.
If push came to shove, he'd just have to spend some money and hire a private investigator.