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The former warehouse manager was pregnant and usually stayed in her small room, never going out.

Whenever someone came to pick up a package, she would just glance at the slip of paper without looking at it closely, and then open the door.

Then, whether she herself registered or not, the deliverymen didn't know.

Anyway, they had an easy time picking up the goods and were never questioned.

Now that Qiao Lanshu has arrived, she has asked them so many questions, which has made them quite annoyed.

The man in the lead said, "Hey, young lady, why are you talking so much? Is there any point in wasting your time?"

Qiao Lanshu's expression immediately turned serious. Standing inside the window, she stared at the man and said, "Since you don't want to waste time, then let me take a close look at the order slip you have. You want to take the goods from me without even showing me the delivery slip? Who knows if your delivery slip is forged? If there are any problems later, who will be responsible, me or you?"

The man immediately got angry and said, "Listen to what you're saying! This order was approved by Director Wei, how could there be a mistake?"

Qiao Lanshu reached out his hand: "Give me the form."

The man was a little annoyed, but he was just a driver responsible for delivering goods. If he was really delayed, he couldn't afford to take the responsibility.

So, he reluctantly handed the list to Qiao Lanshu.

Qiao Lanshu glanced at the delivery slip.

The form specified the date and the recipient's address, and at the bottom corner, it bore the signature of Wei Zhengye, the supervisor who approved it.

Qiao Lanshu took the order, then wrote it down in his notebook, and said to Du Erniu, "One hundred kilograms of fried dough twists, right? I'll open the door for you."

Du Erniu looked at Qiao Lanshu impatiently and said to her, "You're such a troublemaker. You could have just opened the door earlier. You wasted ten minutes of my time."

Qiao Lanshu didn't respond to him.

She took the key, opened the warehouse door, and Du Erniu led two men inside.

Suddenly, something occurred to Qiao Lanshu. She picked up her pen and came over to Du Erniu, saying, "Wait a minute, Brother Du, we should check this more carefully. Look, this box weighs 10 kilograms, which is 20 jin per box."

She took a pen and circled the number 10 kilograms on the cardboard box.

Du Erniu said impatiently, "I've been delivering goods for years, do you need to tell me?"

Qiao Lanshu wasn't angry. She circled the number "10" on each of the five boxes of fried dough twists: "Alright, that's five boxes in total. Brother Du, please count them."

There's no need to count these five boxes of fried dough twists.

Du Erniu cursed inwardly, but he was too lazy to say anything. He led his men and carried away the five boxes of fried dough twists.

Qiao Lanshu followed behind them and locked the warehouse door again.

Qiao Lanshu then said, "Brother Du, please wait a moment."

Du Erniu: "..."

Du Erniu was truly at his wit's end at this point. He said, "What other nonsense is it? Just say it already."

Qiao Lanshu handed over the delivery slip he had just received, pointed to the delivery person's section, and said to Du Erniu, "You need to sign here to prove that you delivered the goods. It will also make it easier to find the person later when we check."

Du Erniu: "..."

Du Erniu had never signed anything before, and of course, the warehouse manager had never accepted these delivery slips either.

After delivering the goods, Du Erniu simply threw away the order form.

I still need to sign something.

If the warehouse manager were a man, he would have definitely had a huge argument with the other party.

However, the warehouse clerk was a short, thin girl who spoke softly and worked methodically.

Even if he's angry, he can't take it out on a woman, can he?

Does he have no shame for arguing with a woman?

Du Erniu walked over, took the pen, and wrote the three characters "Du Erniu" on it in a crooked and messy manner.

He hadn't received much formal education and didn't know many characters, but fortunately, he could still write his own name.

Seeing that he had signed, Qiao Lanshu smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Du. By the way, next time you come to pick up goods, you must give me this delivery slip for my records. If you need one yourself, you can have the sales department make a copy with carbon paper. It's a one-time exchange of documents for goods."

Du Erniu was completely speechless.

He said, "Okay, okay, anything else? If not, I'm going to deliver the goods."

Qiao Lanshu shook her head: "It's alright. It's cold and the roads are slippery. Brother Du, drive slowly and have a safe trip."

Du Erniu: "..."

Du Erniu felt that this new warehouse manager was really strange.

You might think she's easy to talk to, but she also has a bunch of unreasonable demands and is preventing him from leaving.

She's hard to talk to, but she's also very sweet-talking, and she even told him to drive slower.

Really satisfied.

After Du Erniu left, Qiao Lanshu immediately tore off a piece of paper and wrote in large characters on it: "[Order upon delivery, goods upon handover]"

Fortunately, people who come to the warehouse to pick up goods usually have a pick-up slip signed by the workshop supervisors.

So Qiao Lanshu's work went relatively smoothly that day.

As soon as it was time to leave work, Qiao Lanshu locked all her work orders in the drawer and also locked the door to the warehouse clerk's duty room.

Immediately afterwards, she hurriedly put on her cotton-padded coat and came out of the factory.

When Wang Xue saw her, she chased after her, calling out, "Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao! Why are you running? What's the emergency?"

When Qiao Lanshu saw it was Wang Xue, she gasped for breath and whispered, "Sister, I'm going to buy fried dough twists again today. Do you... do you want to come?"

Today, 100 jin of fried dough twists were shipped out of the warehouse. Qiao Lanshu saw the receiving unit, which was a state-run restaurant.

But Qiao Lanshu felt something was off, because the previous warehouse manager's notebook recorded two instances where 100 kilograms of fried dough twists were taken away, which added up to 300 jin (150 kg).

Why are they taking it in 100-pound increments?

Could there be any problems with this?

Qiao Lanshu sensed something was wrong, which is why he took a pen and drew circles on the twisted box.

She's in a hurry to buy fried dough twists because she wants to go and confirm.

What if her guess is right...

Wang Xue sighed and said, "Fried dough twists are too expensive, 50 cents a pound. I can't bear to buy them. I'll buy them later."

Qiao Lanshu said, "My son Zheng likes to eat this, so I want to buy a few more pounds to take to the army base."

Wang Xue knew that the officer was rich and didn't mind spending a few yuan on fried dough twists.

So I said, "Anyway, I'm free, I'll go with you."

The two walked out of the factory hand in hand, but Qiao Lanshu did not see Qin Yuanzheng's car.

I guess the meeting got in the way again.

Qiao Lanshu didn't wait and hurriedly headed to the mobile market with Wang Xue.

On the way, Wang Xue said to her, "Oh, Xiao Qiao, you don't need to be in such a hurry. The twisted dough sticks will definitely not sell out."

Qiao Lanshu certainly knew that the twisted dough sticks wouldn't sell out.

Isn't she worried that people will switch the boxes?