This isn't just a hundred meters, it's almost a mile.
"Where exactly is your warehouse? It's not just a hundred meters away, it's almost five hundred meters."
"It's right in front. See that big yard?"
There is indeed a large yard in front, with rows of houses in the yard, which does look like a warehouse.
Although there is a duty room at the gate, I didn't see anyone on duty. There were not many people in the yard, and it was a bit deserted.
Wan Feng frowned.
The young man took Wan Feng into the yard, walked around two rows of houses, and came to a house that seemed very remote.
The young man took out his key and opened the door of the warehouse, then screamed, "Where are my goods?"
The warehouse was completely empty, not even a mouse was around, so how could there be any goods?
"That's not right. The goods arrived yesterday. Wait a minute, I'll call and ask." The young man took out a mobile phone from his briefcase, pressed it a few times, put it to his ear and started talking on the phone loudly.
"Hey, A-Mao, where's my stuff? What? The car's broken? Can you be more accurate? How long will it take to fix it? An hour? Everything will be ruined in an hour. First, bring me the game board for ten bucks. It's in the warehouse! Hurry up!"
Wan Feng frowned even more as he looked at the mobile phone in the young man's hand.
After the young man finished the call, he smiled and said, "The delivery truck broke down last night and hasn't been repaired yet. But I asked them to send over some game boards. They should be here in about ten minutes."
Wan Feng said nothing.
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