"Punctuality is our minimum standard, and customer satisfaction is our mission!" The driver, who had been thoroughly ingrained with the company culture, rattled off the words.
"Hahaha," Jiang Qingwan couldn't help but laugh. "When you unload the goods later, just put them directly into this warehouse, and try to arrange them neatly. Make sure to put any heavy items that can't be weighed down on top."
"Don't worry, I'm a professional. I'm not just a delivery driver, I also do unloading." The driver opened the closed cargo compartment and called over a few helpers who had come with him.
Seeing everyone unloading and arranging the goods in an orderly manner, Jiang Qingwan stopped paying special attention to their work.
I was just about to take out my phone to check if there were any messages I needed to reply to.
A familiar voice rang in my ears, "Sis! I'm here!"
Huang Jiajia was still dressed in the same outfit as in the morning, wearing Hanfu, looking gentle and beautiful.
"I have already coordinated with most of the merchants. I checked some of the goods at the Huaheng Garment Market this morning, and they will ship them directly."
“There are some that I can’t verify on the spot, so they drive them here and I check and sign for them on the spot.”
Huang Jiajia reported on her work progress and future plans, and took out the prepared invoice from her bag.
"The work is done well," Jiang Qingwan thought the temporary worker was quite efficient, able to confirm a batch of goods before the afternoon.
"I left early to pick up the down jackets. The sellers should be here soon," Huang Jiajia explained.
“Okay, stack the down jackets on the left side of the warehouse.” Jiang Qingwan pointed to the empty space in the warehouse.
Just as Jiang Qingwan was giving a brief explanation, her phone rang.
Jiang Qingwan assumed it was a delivery person from the warehouse in the basement of her house and answered the phone without paying attention to the caller's name.
"Sis, there's an art exhibition I've been invited to attend the day after tomorrow. Could you lend me the limited-edition jewelry that Mom and Dad gave me for your birthday last time?"
Wow, that's Jiang Si's voice.
Jiang Qingwan avoided the crowd and walked to a corner.
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