「The next day.」
Old Wang went to work as usual, but his gaze was restless and unfocused.
In the morning, he deliberately found an excuse to send the other two young warehouse keepers away to take inventory of the outer packaging materials warehouse.
"Xiao Li, Xiao Zhang, the cardboard boxes over there seem to have gotten damp. Go take a look. Be thorough, and don't let it cause any problems."
Old Wang instructed.
"You got it, Uncle Wang."
The two young men, suspecting nothing, took the inventory sheet and left.
Watching them walk away, Old Wang's heart began to race.
He put on his gloves, grabbed a set of keys, and walked toward Finished Goods Warehouse No. 1.
This was where the first batch of "Ding Clan Natural Herbal Shampoo," which had just come off the production line a few days ago, was stored.
The main door to Warehouse No. 1 had a double lock: one electronic and one mechanical.
