Zhang Heng realized that he had underestimated Takeda Tetsuya's ruthlessness.
He drove Takeda Tetsuya back to the seafood store at 3: 15, and it took them ten minutes to pack up all the seafood. Zhang Heng took the delivery form and left the store at 3: 25. It was 6: 30 in the morning, and nearly half of the goods in his trunk were still undelivered.
By then, the streets had begun to bustle with activity. Some office workers who lived far away had left their homes and rushed to the subway and bus stations. The number of cars on the road had also increased. Zhang Heng went to two more places, and when he came out of an izakaya, he ran into two traffic policemen who had just started work. So, he did not take the risk of continuing to deliver the goods.
Driving without a license in Japan was a serious offense. Not only would the driver be sentenced to up to three years of detention and a fine of 500,000 yen, but the owner of the car and the passengers would also be sentenced and fined. It was almost the morning rush hour, and if he did not leave now, he would most likely be stuck in traffic.
Zhang Heng drove the L300 back to the seafood store. Takeda Tetsuya was not surprised by the result. He picked up the phone and contacted the original delivery man. "You still have a week. Takahashi Koichi will be returning to his hometown in a week. What should I do if I can't deliver all the goods by then? Will you compensate me?"
"Okay," Zhang Heng replied.
Takeda Tetsuya was a little surprised by his unhesitant answer. The seafood store owner was quite a tragedy. He could not beat Zhang Heng, and now he was caught red-handed. There was nothing he could do if Zhang Heng really couldn't deliver all the goods. So, he just grumbled. He did not expect Zhang Heng to agree so readily.
Takeda Tetsuya said suspiciously, "Hey, kid, don't talk big. If you can't do it, then you can't do it. Tell me earlier, and I'll find a way to hire a part-time job. I fought for each and every one of these customers. Don't just say nice things. If you can't do it, my seafood store will be the one to suffer."
"If you can't do it, I'll pay you the full amount of money you lose." Zhang Heng jumped out of the car and stretched his shoulders and wrists. The first delivery trip wasn't exactly smooth. He had been driving all night, and he was mentally and physically exhausted. However, he found that his driving skills had improved tremendously under such pressure. This non-stop drive was more useful than a day of self-training.
Of course, he could ask Takeda Tetsuya to reduce the number of deliveries, but if he was not willing to accept such a small challenge, then what was the point of participating in the competition? He might as well just surrender.
After taking the bus back to school, Zhang Heng only had time to wash his face, eat a few slices of bread, and rush to the classroom to study Japanese.
It was not until the afternoon that he had the chance to catch up on some sleep. He did not sleep for long, however. He set an alarm for himself and woke up four hours later. After dinner, he went to the bookstore near the school to buy a map of Tokyo.
As mentioned before, reflection and summarization had always been Zhang Heng's forte. On the way back, he began to think carefully about the reasons why he could not deliver all the goods. Other than his poor driving skills and the L300's poor performance, he was not familiar with the road conditions and did not have a reasonable route plan.
No matter how good a racer was, it would be difficult for them to bring out their full potential in a race they were unfamiliar with.
At 1: 20 pm, Zhang Heng arrived at the parking lot on time, even bringing a rice ball for Mr. Crab, who happily opened the door for him. Zhang Heng returned to the seafood store at 7: 34 am, but this time, he did not perform as well as he did yesterday. He only delivered about 40% of the seafood.
Takeda Tetsuya was washing the sink in his pajamas. "Young man, don't be too confident. It's not too late to give up now. Otherwise, you'll have to sell yourself to me in six days. You'll be working for me for the rest of your life."
Zhang Heng did not say anything. This time, it was indeed his own fault. Planning the route had taken him too long, and because he was not familiar with the names of the places, he even made a few mistakes. He almost drove all the way to Okinawa to look at bikinis.
So, Zhang Heng added one more item to his daily list.
Familiarize himself with the streets of Tokyo.
Orders for Zangyuan Seafood could be roughly divided into two parts. One part was for regular customers, and the other part was for new customers. The former had a fixed delivery location, while the latter was more random. For the time being, Zhang Heng had no idea how to deal with the second part. For the former, he could mark the delivery location on the map first, then use a pen to connect the dots and find the best route.
After that, he would fill in the second part of the order, saving him a lot of time.
So, on the third day, Zhang Heng delivered 70% of the goods. When Takeda Tetsuya saw the L300, he did not mock him.
On the fourth day, only 20% of the goods were left. On the fifth day, however, Zhang Heng hit a bottleneck.
Although he made the best use of every minute, there were still 15% of the goods that he had yet to deliver. Thanks to the route planning, he had delivered all the goods on the nearby routes. However, there were still some goods that were further away, or there was only one of them. Zhang Heng had completely ignored all of them.
Now, if he wanted to deliver the goods to each destination, it would take a lot of time. Zhang Heng did some calculations. Although he could continue to improve his driving skills in two days, it was almost impossible to deliver the rest of the goods. He fell into deep thought.
Just then, Takeda Tetsuya looked up from an adult magazine.
"For a driver, his racing car is more important than his wife. If he doesn't even understand his wife, how can he manage a relationship? Tsk, tsk. Young people these days are too impetuous."
"Do you have the basic structure of this car?" Zhang Heng asked the man who was drowning in a sea of butts.
"A good driver can tell the speed and horsepower of the engine just by listening. But I can't be too harsh on a rookie like you, right?" Takeda Tetsuya was probably suffering from a disease called 'if you don't show off, you'll die'. He paused for a moment before continuing, "I have the modification drawings of this car in my computer. Take a look at them yourself. Don't compete with it. Only by understanding its temper can you drive it well."
Zhang Heng turned on the computer and found Takeda Tetsuya's hidden folder. He found what he was looking for in a bunch of porn videos. To his surprise, there was not only the L300's structure, but also other cars. However, they were older models, and it seemed that someone had modified them.
Other than that, there was also an explanatory document.
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