Su Yiyi had left, and Li Yifei didn't feel much attachment, just a nice memory—the thought of holding such a girl for a night was indeed worth savoring.
Just past eight in the morning, trucks loaded with goods arrived, and the warehouse workers arranged for unloading, counting, and registering methodically, requiring no extra effort from Li Yifei.
As the manager, he was also in charge of the warehouse, so at this time, he didn't need to do anything but idle chat with the purchasing department staff that came over.
It took an entire day for all the goods to be properly stored, and everything seemed perfectly normal without any issues.
In the following three days, there wasn't any special activity at the warehouse, just receiving and dispatching goods, which kept them quite busy. If Li Yifei hadn't remembered that it was Zhao Qingsheng who had arranged for him to be here, he wouldn't have thought anything of it.
