Upon hearing He Gu's words, the supervisor visibly paused for a moment, then looked straight into He Gu's eyes and said, "As your supervisor, I will handle everything that needs to be handled in a timely manner."

With that, a cold and stern look flashed in the supervisor's eyes as he turned and quickly walked away.@@novelbin@@

Watching the supervisor's departing figure and thinking back on his words, He Gu felt a chill run down his spine.

After the supervisor left, the warehouse returned to its quiet state.

He Gu neatly put away the items that the supervisor had placed on the table, and then took out the fake medicine he had made with chalk from under the cushion, putting it in his pocket and taking a deep breath.

"Good thing I was prepared..."

As He Gu had expected, the supervisor had come to search him as soon as he arrived, emphasizing that he was not allowed to leave the warehouse before the end of the night.

If He Gu hadn't been prepared, he would have been caught.

After packing up, He Gu stood at the door of the warehouse and took a look.

The interior of the warehouse was unusually quiet tonight, as if the lit warehouses were not as lively as usual.

Whether it was He Gu's psychological effect or not, he always felt as if the entire interior warehouse area was shrouded in an invisible sense of oppression tonight.

After waiting for a while to make sure the supervisor had gone far, He Gu returned to his seat and began to fiddle with the old portable radio.

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