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... of the salary of more than ten thousand yuan a month.”


“It might be physical work but it is much more comfortable than working in the factory and construction site. It is no wonder that there are so many delivery men. This industry is indeed profitable.”


“I think some deliverymen complain that their salary is low, but they are actually inefficient. Look at the delivery men. Can’t they get a salary of more than ten thousand yuan a month? That’s much higher than the salary ...

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