The man standing at the door of the study was wearing a conspicuous courier suit with the four golden characters "Huangquan Express" embroidered on it. He also had a red badge on his right arm that read "Huangquan Express No. 1". A courier”.
Just when Jiang Lixuan was looking at the courier boy in front of him, he took out his mobile phone without hesitation and asked very professionally: "Sir, where is your courier?" Express!
Jiang Lixuan came to his senses, walked back, picked up the letters on the desk, and handed them to the courier boy.
"This is my express delivery. I hope you will help me deliver it as soon as possible."
"Easy to say."
Hearing Jiang Lixuan's words, the courier boy smiled slightly: "I, Song Yi, have always been the most efficient in Huangquan Express for so many years, and I never lose any items. Mr. Jiang, you can rest assured."
As Song Yi spoke, he took his mobile phone and scanned the stack of letters from Jiang Lixuan. Jiang Lixuan's hand was empty in an instant.
Fortunately, Jiang Ershan was used to big scenes and did not lose his composure, let alone panic.
Song Yi was very satisfied with Jiang Lixuan's performance.
In fact, he also knew a little bit about the Jiang family in Yuhaishan, especially when he heard the landlady tell him about King Qin Guang, that is, Jiang Lixing.
Song Yi still admires Jiang Lixing, and today he met Jiang Ershao again at Yuhai Mountain. Song Yi thinks these two brothers are good!
"By the way, tell me the recipient's address and name."
Song Yi asked Jiang Lixuan without raising his head while doing normal input.
"address?"
Jiang Lixuan was stunned for a moment, and then replied softly: "I don't know where she is in the underworld, but I know her name. She is called Po Meng in the underworld. The place where she often appears... should be Naihe Qiaotou!"
"Mother Meng?"
Hearing Jiang Lixuan's words, Song Yi suddenly raised his head and took a deep look at Jiang Lixuan.
"ok, I get it."
Po Meng has been in the underworld for nearly a thousand years. Who among the people in the underworld, including countless ghosts who have passed by the Naihe Bridge in the past thousand years, does not recognize her
I never expected that someone would write to Granny Meng!
But Song Yi is not a gossip. To be more precise, he respects other people's privacy and is not interested at all.
Therefore, Song Yi quickly filled in the recipient's name and address, and then skillfully put away his mobile phone.
"Okay, done! I'll deliver the email soon!"
With that said, Song Yi turned around and left.
"etc!"
Jiang Lixuan chased him to the door, but where was Song Yi's shadow
Coming and going without a trace, arriving in an instant and disappearing in an instant, this is Huangquan Express.
Jiang Lixuan was a little disappointed. In fact, he just wanted to ask how long it would take for the mail to be delivered to the underworld. If A Xiao wrote a reply to him, when would he receive it
Jiang Lixuan was thinking when suddenly a notification sounded on WeChat.
He immediately looked down and saw that the prompt was coming from the Huangquan Express page—
Your express delivery has successfully arrived at Hell and has been signed for!
Please give this express five-star praise, thank you for your cooperation!
Arriving so soon
Jiang Lixuan clenched his fists subconsciously. So, has A Xiao seen his letter now
… …
Underworld, by the bridge.
At this time, Meng Po had indeed received the letter sent to her by Jiang Lixuan, and she was stunned.
"I delivered the letter. The mission is completed. It's time for me to leave."