45.Who are you?
After Ling Ling got off the subway, she found that she couldn't even get a regular taxi in this desolate countryside, so she had to take an illegal taxi to get to the printing factory. After entering the gate of the printing factory, she saw Lian Ermei's van parked in the middle of the yard, and three dark-faced masters were sitting on the steps smoking and chatting. Ling Ling forced a flattering smile and said to one of the most friendly-looking brothers: "Hello, master, I am Xiao Ling from Tuowu Advertising. I will check the color numbers of this batch of flyers right now. As long as there is no problem, you can load the truck!" "What are you loading! We just delivered it halfway this afternoon, and the store asked us to return and unload it back to the warehouse, saying that we have to wait for the advertising company to deal with it. We charge by the trip, and we will be charged for loading and unloading more times. Are you kidding us!" Ling Ling made a misjudgment. She didn't expect that the most friendly-looking one would speak so rudely. But she did learn one thing: it seemed these logistics technicians were also outsourced from Lian'ermei Supermarket, not its own employees. This was the reason for the miscommunication and the perceived lack of effort. She glanced at the small shop outside the printing factory and hurried in to buy a bunch of mineral water, sausages, small rolls, and a carton of Zhonghua cigarettes. She then tactfully distributed them to the three technicians, saying with a gracious smile, "Because our company and the supermarket didn't communicate well in advance, you three missed meals and were exhausted for so long. We're so sorry. You guys can enjoy your food and rest here. I'll check the color codes on the flyers now. They should be fine. They'll be ready for loading and shipment." "Then you better communicate with the supermarket and stop playing tricks on us!" the kind-looking technician persisted. "Of course, of course. Don't worry!" Ling Ling agreed with an apologetic smile. She then pulled out the original documents and color cards and began spot-checking the hundreds of flyers piled in the warehouse. As Lu Chong had said, the originals were flawless. It seemed the intern had only had issues with the drafts sent to the supermarket's marketing department. She then checked the WeChat of the person in charge of the supermarket's marketing department, whom she had added on the subway at Lu Chong's suggestion. She created a small group chat, adding both him and Lu Chong to the group, lest Lu Chong worry unnecessarily without being up to date. She shared verified photos of the scene one after another, patiently and professionally explaining and assuring him, ultimately gaining his trust and understanding. Ling Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. She figured she'd never see this scene again, so she wanted to keep a souvenir, and took the final photo of the entire warehouse filled with...
After Ling Ling got off the subway, she found that she couldn't even get a regular taxi in this remote area, so she had to take an illegal car to get to the printing factory.
After entering the printing factory, I saw Lian Ermei's van parked in the middle of the yard, and three dark-faced masters were sitting on the steps smoking and chatting.
Ling Ling forced a fawning smile and said to one of the most friendly men, "Hello, sir. I'm Xiao Ling from Tuo Wu Advertising. I'll check the color numbers of these flyers right now. As long as everything is ok, you can load them!"
"What are you loading! We just finished loading and delivered it halfway this afternoon when the store asked us to return and unload it back to the warehouse, saying we'd wait for the advertising company to come and handle it. We're charged by the trip, and we'll still be charged for multiple loading and unloadings. Are you kidding us?"
Ling Ling misjudged the situation; she hadn't expected the friendliest-looking guy to be so rude. But she did learn one thing: it seemed these logistics workers were outsourced by Lian Er Mei Supermarket, not its own employees. This was the reason for the poor communication and the conflict over time.
She glanced at the small shop at the entrance to the printing factory and hurried in to buy a bunch of mineral water, sausages, small bread, and a carton of Zhonghua cigarettes. She then cleverly distributed them to the three workers and said with a warm smile, "Because our company and the supermarket didn't communicate well in advance, you three didn't have any meals and were exhausted for a long time. We are really sorry. You can eat and drink first and rest here. I'll go check the color codes of the flyers now. There should be no problem. After verification, they will pass the inspection and then be loaded and shipped."
"Then you have to communicate well with the supermarket and don't play tricks on us three again!" The kind-looking master still refused to give in.
"Of course, of course. Don't worry!" Ling Ling agreed with a smile.
Then she pulled out the original documents and color swatches and inspected the hundreds of flyers piled in the warehouse. As Lu Chong had said, the originals were fine; it seemed the problem lay only with the drafts the intern had provided to the supermarket's marketing department.
She then checked the WeChat account of the supermarket's marketing contact, whom she had added on the subway at Lu Chong's suggestion. She created a small group chat, adding both him and Lu Chong to the group, lest Lu Chong worry unnecessarily without being informed of the latest developments. She shared verified photos of the scene in the group, patiently and professionally explaining and assuring him, ultimately gaining his trust and understanding.
Ling Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she would never see such a scene again. She wanted to keep a souvenir, so she uploaded the last photo she took of the entire warehouse filled with flyers to Weibo. Time was running out, so she only added two words: "Get to work!"
Ling Ling then returned to the printing factory's main entrance steps and found the three men who were enjoying their meal. She said, "Masters, I've just confirmed with the supermarket's marketing department that these flyers are fine, and we can load them up now! They also said we don't need to send them to the main store, but to the Wanda branch in Tongzhou first. They have a batch of in-demand goods that need to be distributed from their warehouse to all the stores, and their internal logistics will be more efficient. You three masters won't have to go all the way to the city, saving you some legwork."
The three bosses couldn't believe that such a young girl had just been here for less than an hour and had already fixed such a huge mistake. They even made fun of Qiao and said, "Do you really count? You sit in the office all day and just talk, but we are the ones who put our real effort into selling things!"
"It's guaranteed to be right this time, you can rest assured! Why don't you have another cigarette while I carry them first." Ling Ling went alone to move the flyers. The piles of paper flyers were tied tightly. She felt that each bundle was as heavy as a bucket from a water dispenser. She had to carry them to the truck, then climb on top and carry them into the innermost part of the truck to stack them.
The three dark-faced men saw how hard the girl was fighting and felt embarrassed to just sit back and watch, so they had to help her move the things.
Just as she was sweating profusely while moving, Ling Ling's Weibo notification sounded on her phone.
Gushan Temple North: Where are you now?
Is it working?: A printing factory in the suburbs of Beijing. Haha, did you see the Weibo post I just posted? Isn't it spectacular?
North of Gushan Temple: Tell me the exact location.
Does it work? This factory is called Yongle Meida. It's a small factory, and you're unlikely to have heard of it. Why are you asking this?
Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Ling Ling didn't have time to chat with him, so she put away her phone and continued to do her hard work.
After working for over half an hour, Ling Ling's strength was gradually exhausted. She carried piles of flyers, leaving red marks on her palms. Although it was burning painful, she shook her hands off and gritted her teeth to continue working.
Suddenly, a big hand picked up a stack of flyers in front of her. She turned around in surprise to see who it was - it was Yu Chuanbei!
His chest was pressed against her back, and when she turned her head, her lips were only a centimeter away from brushing his cheek. Her heart skipped a beat, and she fled in panic to a place two meters away from him.
"Why are you here?" Ling Ling was so nervous that she stuttered a little.
Yu Chuanbei looked at her helplessly, wanting to say something but holding back. He just silently picked up two baskets of flyers and joined the other workers in loading them onto the truck.
Before Ling Ling could think or ask more, she began to laboriously carry the flyers again. But just as she lifted them, he returned and grabbed her hand. He took off the heavy object and solemnly examined her palm.
The back of her cold hand rested in his warm palm, and he looked at every bloodstain with tenderness. He took out the Bactroban trauma spray from his trouser pocket and carefully sprayed it on her.
"Why do you carry this kind of medicine with you?" Ling Ling was completely confused by him.
Yu Chuanbei just sighed and said, "Leave everything to me from now on. Don't be so stubborn." He took out a bottle of water from his coat pocket and handed it to her, then pushed her aside to rest.
Finally, a warehouse of flyers was loaded onto the truck before dark.
"Why are you going back to the city?" Ling Ling asked him. Seeing that he was covered in dust, she felt very sorry.
But he responded to her with a normal expression: "I called a designated driver and followed behind the truck. Wherever you go, I will get in the car and accompany you."
"No, it's really not necessary..." Ling Ling wanted to refuse, but Yu Chuanbei climbed directly onto the carriage.
He turned around and said to her, "It's getting dark. Do you think I would be at ease leaving you alone in this situation?" He held out his hand to her, ready to pull her into the car.
"How did you know I was here?" Ling Ling asked persistently.
"Oh, you are such a fool." This was his only response.
Ling Ling frowned, gripped his hand angrily, and climbed into the car. Then they closed the door together, and Ling Ling tapped the small window behind the driver, signaling that they could set off for the Lian Er You store in Tongzhou Wanda.
After the two of them sat down at the rear of the car, Ling Ling began to review Yu Chuanbei's strange behavior today.
Ling Ling was very puzzled by Yu Chuanbei's savior-like appearance. Apart from posting a Weibo post, she hadn't told anyone in real life about it!
Could it be that——
"North of Gushan Temple" popped into her mind. When she first heard the name, she immediately thought of the poem "North of Gushan Temple, west of Jia Ting, the water surface is just flat, the clouds are low." With this fixed mindset, she never had any other thoughts about it. But "North of Temple" and "North of Yuchuan" are so similar, she was so foolish that she only realized it now!
Thinking about it this way, everything that happened before was indeed full of doubts.
She sat at the right side of the rear of the car, looking at Yu Chuanbei, who was sitting with his legs bent on the left side. Then she took out her phone and sent a message to "Gushansibei": "What are you doing now?"
Unexpectedly, Yu Chuanbei’s phone rang, and it was the new message notification tone unique to Weibo!
So she deliberately sent a bunch of emojis, and his phone kept ringing, even at the same rhythm.
Yu Chuanbei hadn't expected Ling Ling to see through him so quickly. He frantically reached for his phone, silently cursing the tightness of his jeans' pockets. He searched aimlessly for the Weibo notification sound module, mentally cursing their product manager. What kind of product logic was this? It completely prevented customers from finding the hotkey they needed!
He flipped through a few settings pages before realizing that simply muting the phone would be the solution. But Ling Ling's angry eyes were already fixed on him.
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