Chapter 1288: Trouble Caused by SARS

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Since living off campus, Shen Dapeng no longer has to worry about getting up early for classes every day, so he goes to bed late and gets up late, and his schedule is very different from before.

After talking to Wang Yuying on the phone for half an hour, Shen Dapeng couldn't help rubbing his dizzy forehead.

It was almost midnight when I came back with Li Zeyu and others last night. I was woken up by Tang Wei in the morning. I didn't sleep for a few hours.

Shen Dapeng lay down on the bed again and felt much more comfortable.

It seems that it's time to make up for the sleep, otherwise, how can I be energetic with this dizzy head?

Shen Dapeng closed his eyes and fell asleep in a short while. I don't know how long he slept. He was having a sweet dream when he was awakened by a hurried phone ring.

Who is so blind that he doesn't know when to call?

Shen Dapeng opened his eyes, and took out the phone from his pocket with annoyance. It was Sun Dapaozi's call.

"Brother Peng, it's the same this morning. There are more than 20 empty orders alone."

Shen Dapeng was originally unhappy. When he saw that it was Sun Dapao's call, he thought something went wrong with the delivery. As soon as he answered the phone, Sun Dapao's loud voice exploded in his ears.

"Is it just this matter?" Shen Dapeng grumbled impatiently, "I thought the sky had fallen. Didn't I say that all empty orders should be recorded for the delivery staff, and not a penny less. Should the compensation be given to those restaurants?"

"I know this, Brother Peng. What I mean is that this is a big head. We didn't enjoy the hot pot last night, so we changed to another one on the way. Tonight we won't go anywhere, just stay in the room. I will take back the rest of these more than 20 fast food meals, except for our lunch. How about having a good drink with the two bottles of white wine I bought?"

Sun Dapao probably didn't hear Shen Dapeng's sleepy voice, and was still talking excitedly over there.

"Damn it, I'm also convinced. Huang Bin is so capable. He spends hundreds of yuan every day. He is really patient."

Shen Dapeng's mind was clearer at this time. He couldn't help laughing when he heard Sun Dapao's complaint.

"Okay, he can't stand me and wants to mess with us. He can spend hundreds of yuan a day. Let's accompany him and see how long he can toss.

In addition, just as you said, don't return the remaining fast food to the restaurant. Take it back."

Sun Dapao agreed happily and hung up the phone.

Shen Dapeng rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed.

He called me for such a small matter. Who else can do this except Sun Dapao?

What can I do if I'm annoyed now?

I have been woken up and couldn't sleep anymore. Shen Dapeng simply got up and prepared to go out for a walk.

Walking on the streets of Beijing in April, the wind blowing in the face brushed past, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

After eating a little in the morning, Shen Dapeng felt a little hungry, so he went to a nearby restaurant and ordered a bowl of noodles.

It was lunch time, but there were only a few diners in the huge restaurant, and the boss looked reluctant.

The boss was unhappy because the business was not good, but because of SARS, many people did not come out to eat, and this situation was not the case with this restaurant.

Shen Dapeng had long been accustomed to it, so he did not care.

Perhaps because of the sluggish business, there were no waiters in the store. The boss was both a chef and a waiter, and in a short while, he brought a bowl of hot noodles to Shen Dapeng.

Shen Dapeng picked up the chopsticks and ate a few bites. An old man who was not much different in age at the next table suddenly sighed, put down his chopsticks, and looked listless.

"Lao Liu, why are you sighing? Eat quickly."

After the owner of the restaurant brought Shen Dapeng the meal, he stood at the door and looked at the scenery on the street. At this time, he heard the old man sighing, and he turned his head and spoke.

It looked like the boss knew the young man who was eating there, otherwise he wouldn't have called him Lao Liu.

The young man called Lao Liu sighed again and pointed to a backpack beside him.

"Don't mention it. I came to Beijing after the New Year with the intention of making some money, but who knew that I would encounter SARS. The workers on the construction site were very scared. Everyone was afraid of losing their lives. Look, most of them went home."

The boss was stunned, "You want to go home too?"

The old man shook his head helplessly, "How can I not go home? SARS is reported on TV every day, and the number of deaths is increasing day by day. I also have elderly parents and children to take care of. How much money I make is not important. If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid I will lose my life."

"Yes, you are right. It's better to go home one day earlier than staying here and contracting SARS, right?"

The boss also sighed, "Look at my store, where is the business? This SARS is getting worse and worse. Maybe I will have to close it in a few days."

Old Liu hummed, then looked up and looked around, frowning slightly.

"By the way, I remember that there were chefs and waiters in your store before? Why didn't I see them today?"

The boss smiled bitterly, "Hey, isn't it the SARS that caused the trouble? The chef and the waiter are from other places. They went home two days ago, just like you. I have no way to deal with it."

"Yes, the SARS is too terrible. No one wants to risk their lives to work. Okay, I'm leaving first. See you later."

After Lao Liu expressed his feelings for a few times, he said goodbye to the boss

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He picked up his backpack and left the restaurant.

Shen Dapeng frowned while listening to the conversation between the two people while eating.

No wonder there were fewer people in the station square than before when I went to the station to pick up Li Zeyu and Lin Xiaoxiao yesterday. It seemed very deserted.

If this continues, after a while, there will probably be few people except the local residents of Beijing, right?

After eating and paying the bill, Shen Dapeng continued to walk aimlessly on the street, observing the pedestrians and vehicles coming and going.

Although the bus trips were not greatly affected, it was obvious that there were almost no people on the buses passing by.

Even those who were on the buses, like the pedestrians on the sidewalks, all wore masks tightly, fearing that they would be infected with SARS.

And many pedestrians dressed as workers, carrying large and small bags on their backs, hurried on their way, and looked like they were rushing home. Most people's eyes were full of confusion and disappointment.

Seeing this, Shen Dapeng felt much heavier in his heart, and he had no intention of appreciating the surrounding street scenes.

With the memory of his previous life, Shen Dapeng knew that in a few months, with the joint efforts of various departments of the country, SARS would be controlled and slowly become a thing of the past.

However, the increasingly severe SARS at the moment has caused all walks of life in Beijing to begin to decline, and many people are fleeing from Beijing like migrating birds.

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