"Beep, beep, beep! Beep, beep, beep!"
A ringtone sounded, and Du Yu slowly opened his eyes.
"Shit, who's got so little sense..." He picked up his phone and looked. The screen plainly read "Third Master Ox-Head."
"Hello?" Du Yu said impatiently. "What is it? Can't even get some peace sleeping in my car..."
"You little punk, are you asking for a beating?!" Ox-Head snapped. "Do you know whose blessing let you become a Ferryman? Huh?"
Du Yu sighed helplessly. "Yes, yes, Third Master, you're right about everything. Get on with it. What are today's orders?"
But Ox-Head seemed to have forgotten what he wanted to say. All he could do was lament, "I really fell for your tricks... If I hadn't felt sorry for you, why would I have pawned my own Magic Treasure to buy you a ferry vehicle... My poor Magic Treasure..."
"Third Master, if there's nothing else, I'm hanging up," Du Yu said, shaking his head. "I've heard this over ten thousand times. Is it my fault you're so 'unarmed and unassailable'? Eighty percent of that pawn money went toward your gambling debts, and twenty percent bought me a van. If you're going to threaten me with that, I'll have no choice but to go to Yama..."
"No, no, no! Let's talk this through, Brother Du!" Ox-Head hurriedly chuckled ingratiatingly. "Hehe, I'm just trying to spur you on! Enough chitchat. We've got a job!"
"What job?"
"Looks like a foreigner," Ox-Head said. "Didn't Horse-Face develop an app for me a while back? That 'Ghostly Hearse' thing. Someone actually placed an order on it, but the number looks unfamiliar. Seems foreign."
"So?" Du Yu lit a cigarette. "Your platform sounds so legitimate. Is it appropriate to hire an unlicensed cabbie like me?"
"What else am I supposed to