Chapter 411 You Think Too Much

“Miss Zhu, your express package.” A woman says outside. Express package? The service of express delivery is still available in the evening? Zhu Ting feels strange. She looks through the peep hole and sees a middle-aged woman standing at the door with something on her hands. “Ding-a-ling.” “Miss Zhu, your express package.” Zhu Ting looks around. Then she fetches a mop and puts it beside the door. When she is about to open the door, the next-door old lady says outside, “The service of express delivery is available in the evening?” “Good evening, our express company has a business named instant delivery, which means to offer 24-hour delivery service ceaselessly.” Zhu Ting opens the door. The middle-aged woman repeats what she just explained to the old lady and then hands the box to her. “Miss Zhu, please sign for it.” Zhu Ting takes the box. Seeing no sender’s name, she weighs it secretly. There is something inside but it’s not very heavy. She can’t guess what