From Delivery Guy to the Richest Man: Infinite Luck System

07. Greenhill Residence

Ken’s motorcycle stopped in front of a large house according to the address. The yard was spacious, and the building itself looked magnificent with two floors full of glass and a wide balcony.

Before he even had the chance to knock, the door was already open and a servant stood there, neatly dressed, his expression flat.

“You’re from the delivery service, right?”

Ken nodded and answered, “Yes. This is the order.”

The servant glanced at it briefly. 

“Oh, okay, wait a moment.”

Without waiting for a response, he went back inside and closed the door, letting Ken stand outside while holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hands.

A few seconds passed and the door opened again.

“We’ve confirmed it. Please follow me,” the servant said. “My master requested it to be handed over directly by you.”

Ken frowned slightly, but said nothing and simply followed him inside.

The interior was spacious and bright. Marble floors, expensive paintings, and the clean scent of the room. His shoes felt unworthy of stepping on that floor.

The servant walked ahead, without saying much.

They stopped in front of a large door. From inside, loud music could be heard, followed by noisy laughter and singing.

The servant opened the door.

“Please go in,” he said, then stood to the side, letting Ken enter on his own.

Ken slowly stepped inside. the sound immediately rang loudly in his ears and colorful lights flashed. Several young people sat on a large sofa, some laughing, some holding microphones.

And in the middle, a man sat casually, leaning back, his expression arrogant. Lizzy’s new boyfriend, Miles. His eyes immediately fixed on Ken.

“Turn it off first,” he said shortly but loudly.

One of his friends pressed the remote. The music stopped, the room became quieter, leaving only the echo of the previous noise.

Miles smiled faintly at Ken.

“You came very fast this time.”

Ken didn’t answer, but his friendly smile faded slightly. He had already suspected something was off when the servant asked him to come in here, just didn’t expect to meet these two again so soon.

But to complete the order and get points from the system, he had to hold himself back.

“This is your order, and please complete the payment immediately.”

He intended to hand over the flowers, take the payment, and leave. But of course, it wouldn’t be that easy.

“Bring it here, you’re not in a hurry, right? Besides, as a delivery guy your time isn’t worth hundreds of thousands of dollars per minute,” Miles said in a voice that sounded casual, but his displeasure was clear.

Before Ken could answer, another man asked, “Hey, who is he anyway?”

Miles glanced to his side, where Lizzy sat quietly. Then he looked back at Ken.

“Her ex-boyfriend,” he answered lightly.

The room immediately exploded with laughter. They already knew Lizzy wasn’t from their circle, but didn’t expect it to be this far below.

“Haha, seriously, Liz? This man is your ex? How cute.”

Lizzy smiled faintly without saying anything, her eyes blinking lightly. She felt embarrassed, but there was nothing she could do.

One of the men sitting at the end of the sofa looked Ken up and down, then whistled softly.

“Damn… this delivery guy?” he said with a chuckle. “I thought at least Liz’s ex would have a look that’s… well, more decent.”

The friend next to him chimed in, pretending to defend, “Hey, don’t be like that. Maybe he has other advantages.”

He leaned forward slightly, staring at Ken with a crooked smile.

“For example… being able to endure hunger?”

Laughter erupted again.

One of the women sitting near the table also spoke up, her tone light but piercing.

“No wonder Liz moved on so fast,” she said while playing with her hair. “If I had to eat instant noodles every day, I’d run away too.”

“Hey, don’t get it wrong. Instant noodles are expensive now, bro. Maybe that’s already fine dining for him.”

“Street-version fine dining,” another added, met with louder laughter.

Ken didn’t move. His hands still held the flowers, slightly tighter than before. He didn’t know why these two were bothering him again and making him feel humiliated like this.

His hands clenched tightly, and he opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say a single word, someone's voice cut him off.

“I’m curious. Where did you two used to go on dates? The roadside? Or to a place to eat but waiting for promos?”

“Buy one get one free promo, right? The free one is plain water.”

Laughter once again filled the room.

Ken lifted his head slightly. His eyes were no longer filled with emotion like before.

Of course he felt embarrassed and a little inferior, but more than that he was very upset.