897 Whale Watching

The shop was all cleaned up, and it was still quite early in the morning, so there were no customers at the moment.

Pedestrians outside were coming and going; they were either heading to work or to school to start their daily activities.

The young courier riders had their waterproof jackets on and drove electric tricycles marked with their courier company logo as they went around delivering parcels to the recipient's hands.

Zhang Zian just had some free time when a courier parked at the door of the store.

"Is… Mr. Hottie here? We have a parcel for you," the young courier stuck his head in the shop and asked.

"Yes, that's me." Zhang Zian walked towards him.

The young courier took out a big square box from the trunk. From how he handled it, the box did not seem as though it was light.