Song Yi on the side saw Po Meng's excitement and couldn't bear to disturb her, so she turned around and left.
Who knew that Po Meng suddenly stopped Song Yi at this time.
"Song Yi, wait a moment!"
Po Meng's voice was very excited and eager.
"What's wrong?"
Song Yi paused as he left, with a look of confusion on his face.
Is there something wrong with the express delivery you sent? Probably not! I have never missed a delivery at Huangquan Express in these years. I am definitely a five-star employee!
Song Yi turned to look at Po Meng curiously, only to see Po Meng's eyes were red and she was holding the pile of letter paper tightly with both hands.
"I... I know that you, Huangquan Express, can not only transport things between the yin and yang worlds, but you can also transport people's thoughts, feelings, and even... you can make people separated by life and death meet again in dreams, right? "
Po Meng has never used Huangquan Express in these years, because she no longer has any relatives in the world, let alone the slightest concern.
But even so, she still understood some of the business scope of Huangquan Express, and knew that they would definitely be able to help her this time.
Sure enough, after hearing what Mrs. Meng said, Song Yi nodded and whispered: "Yes, this is all within our business scope. Could it be that you..."
"I want to see him."
Po Meng suddenly stepped forward quickly, grabbed Song Yi's sleeves hard, stared at Song Yi's face with her eyes, and said in a very firm tone: "Please, let me see him, I've been waiting for him , almost a thousand years ago!”
Song Yi:…
Po Meng's words made Song Yi freeze on the spot.
He didn't expect that there were so many stories in it.
The person that Meng Po has been waiting for... is the second young master of the Jiang family
… …
"Okay, as long as you choose our Huangquan Express to handle the business for you, of course I can do it, but the express delivery from the underworld to the earth will only start business after midnight, so..."
Song Yi looked at the time, and it was still a long way from zero.
"Is that so?"
Hearing Song Yi's answer, Po Meng still held his arm: "Can it be earlier? You see, we are both working in the underworld, can't you make it easier for me? I really want to see him right away .”
While waiting, it didn't feel long.
Even if it takes hundreds of years or nearly a thousand years, maybe in her heart, it is just a kind of waiting. There may be no difference between a thousand years and one year.
And now, the opportunity to meet is right in front of us.
Then, every minute and every second seems to her to be extremely long, because even if it is one second, this second is preventing them from meeting each other.
… …
Sensing Po Meng's eagerness, Song Yi sighed.
"I can understand your mood. Rules are dead, but people are alive. I can receive your express delivery now and send it to the earthly world as soon as possible, but... it cannot be too early. In this way, I will... at 11 o'clock in the evening Send it to you!"
"Ten o'clock! I heard that your boss Bai likes my beauty soup very much. I will give her a pot personally. What do you think?"
As Po Meng spoke, she raised her hand, and suddenly there was a big soup pot in her hand!
Song Yi:…
I didn’t expect you to be such a Meng Po! He is so good at bargaining!
but…
"Okay! I promise you!"
Song Yi raised his hand and took the pot of soup from Po Meng's hand. He didn't expect to get an unexpected harvest today. Although it was a bit of a violation of the rules, the rules of Huangquan Express were set by the proprietress. When she saw this pot of soup, she would definitely not Will be angry.
What's more, Song Yi felt very happy to be able to help Po Meng meet her lover.
Helping lovers realize their wishes is Song Yi's greatest pleasure as a courier in Huangquan.