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Qiao Lanshu was forced to work an extra night by Qin Yuanzheng.

The next day, I went to work yawning the whole time.

Fortunately, she is now a warehouse keeper, and she is quite free as long as no one comes to pick up goods.

This position used to be assigned to pregnant women or employees with mobility issues.

She suspected that Qiao Lanshu was assigned here because the supervisor of the pickle workshop had done so out of respect for Factory Director Yang Wenyan.

Qiao Lanshu brought several high school textbooks with her to work today and put them in the warehouse keeper's hut. She would sit there and read and review whenever she had free time.

Not long after I started work, the delivery driver, Du Erniu, suddenly came and knocked on the door.

Qiao Lanshu opened the window and saw it was him. Thinking he was there to pick up goods, she smiled and said, "Good morning, Brother Du. Do you have any orders?"

Du Erniu: "..."

Faced with Qiao Lanshu's smiling face, Du Erniu's originally cold and stern expression softened. He said, "Comrade Qiao, I'm here to pick up yesterday's order. Didn't I pick up a hundred catties of fried dough twists yesterday? I need to take the order slip back."

When Qiao Lanshu heard him say that, the smile on her face faded a little. She said, "I'm sorry, Brother Niu, I need to keep a copy of yesterday's delivery slip. I have to give it to the finance and cashier when we check it every month, so I can't give it to you."

Du Erniu frowned, somewhat displeased, and said, "The previous warehouse keeper never accepted any forms. Why are you asking for forms now?"

Qiao Lanshu still spoke in a gentle tone:

"Brother Du, the past is the past, and the present is the present. I'm just a temporary worker right now. My supervisor said I'll stay here until after the New Year, which is only about three months. When I go back to the pickle team, I'll have to hand over my work."

"I'll have to check every single account carefully. You know, if there are no receipts on file, what if a few hundred kilograms of grain go missing? As a temporary worker, I can't afford to take that responsibility. Don't you think that makes sense?"

Du Erniu thought Qiao Lanshu was practically paranoid. He said, "Our food factory is so big, every grain is accounted for. How could it be stolen? Stealing grain is a capital offense. Who would dare to steal it?"

Qiao Lanshu thought to herself, "Who knows? I guess someone would dare to steal it."

Seeing Du Erniu's impatient expression, Qiao Lanshu tentatively asked, "Brother Du, didn't you say yesterday you didn't want the order anymore? Why are you looking for it again today? Who asked you for it?"

Du Erniu said, "Our supervisor never asked for forms before. I don't know why he's asking me for them this time. Oh well, I'll go talk to him and have him come ask you for them."

Qiao Lanshu: "..."

Du Erniu is a delivery driver responsible for delivering goods. He belongs to the business department, also known as the sales department, which is responsible for contacting and coordinating with various customers.

Sun Mingyong used to work in the business department. It was a relaxed job with good pay.

It was Wei Zhengye who helped get Sun Mingyong arrested.

Whenever there is a customer need, the sales department will issue a delivery order, have it signed by the supervisor, and then arrange for a driver to deliver the goods.

They definitely keep copies of the receipts, since they are responsible for customer liaison and have their own accounting procedures.

Qiao Lanshu guessed that the reason Du Erniu was suddenly sent to pick up the order was because Guan Wenjun and his gang had come to their door yesterday, and after they had hurriedly moved the stolen goods, they knew they would be investigated today, so they rushed to destroy the evidence.

But what's the point of destroying a delivery note that has gone through the normal process?

Unless the person who stole the item signed the receipt, and was afraid of being investigated?

Qiao Lanshu took out the key, opened the drawer, then took out the sheet, folded it, and put it in her inner pocket.

Then lock the drawer back.

……

Meanwhile, in the factory manager's office, after finishing the morning meeting, Yang Wenyan dismissed all the workshop supervisors.

During the meeting, he kept himself in check, afraid that he might lose his temper and keep the pastry workshop, the sales department, and workshop director Wei Zhengye behind for a thorough interrogation.

But Qin Yuanzheng said that this matter required luring the snake out of its hole, and he had to pretend he didn't know anything about it.

Yang Wenyan didn't sleep all night and wasn't feeling well when he woke up today. Sitting at his desk, looking at the meeting minutes conveyed by his superiors, he felt as if he wasn't really suited to be a factory manager.

He felt he had let down the Party and the people, and he had let down all the employees of the food factory.

At this moment, Wei Zhengye, who had already left the meeting, suddenly returned.

Yang Wenyan glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "If it's about your daughter again, don't mention it. Letting her go to the family corps is already a favor to you. Otherwise, given the mistakes she's made, she would have been fired long ago. Who would dare hire her then?"

Wei Zhengye quickly said, "Factory manager, I came here because of my daughter's job, but I don't want her to stay; I just don't want her to work there anymore."

Yang Wenyan was somewhat surprised. He asked:

"Why did you suddenly quit? Did you find the family service team too hard? Director Wei, if that's the case, I'm going to have to criticize you. Labor is the most glorious thing. Being able to serve the factory's employees is also a kind of collective honor!"

Didn't you see last year that the garment factory's family service team was awarded the "Five Good" medal for their outstanding performance? As long as you're willing to work hard and aren't afraid of hardship, you'll achieve results anywhere.

Wei Zhengye disagreed. If one had the ability, who would want their child to suffer?

Yang Wenyan only talks a good game, but his own cousin's wife was still assigned to work as a warehouse clerk.

Wei Zhengye thought this to himself, but he didn't show it. He sighed and said, "Factory director, I've spoiled Hongmei since she was little. Now she can't endure any hardship. I really have no other choice. It's better to let her go home and take care of the children. Anyway, I can still work. It won't be a problem to support her for another ten years or so."

Hearing Wei Zhengye say this, Yang Wenyan ignored him and said, "Whatever, if you don't want to do it, then don't. But in the future, our food factory won't dare to hire your daughter. Someone who is so unwilling to endure hardship shouldn't come. I can't afford to hire her."

Yang Wenyan's words were not pleasant to hear, but they were the truth.

Wei Zhengye had worked in the food factory for so many years, so he naturally knew about this matter; it was always his daughter's problem.

But there was nothing he could do.

Wei Hongmei has always been this kind of person; otherwise, she wouldn't have taken a liking to Sun Mingyong, who was from a wealthy family and whose home wasn't even here.

Wei Zhengye then said, "Factory director, I would like to apply for half a day's leave so that my daughter and grandchildren can move to a new place. As you know, because of Sun Mingyong's matter, their original housing was taken back by the factory, and they are currently living temporarily in my house."

I was originally planning to apply for a dormitory once Hongmei's job was stable, but now, there's no way around it. I have to go help the mother and her three children move all their belongings to my house. Otherwise, the personnel department keeps urging me, asking why I haven't vacated the room yet, as other workers are still in line.

Upon hearing this, Yang Wenyan's heart skipped a beat. He looked up, frowned, and scrutinized Wei Zhengye, asking, "You want to ask for leave?"