Chapter 133

Mr. Charlie was all at sea. He’d set a new password when he left the warehouse. If there was someone in there, how the hell did they get out?

There’s no way they could’ve cracked that complex password system.

But if the warehouse was empty, what’s the deal with the recording inside? Was the warehouse really under surveillance?

Did the warehouse manager betray them?

“Dean, go fetch the warehouse manager.” Arabella’s words made the three people in the room uneasy.

The other employees outside the office were gobsmacked. The warehouse manager had issues too?

Good Lord, what a hot mess the management was!

No wonder the company didn’t make any progress after a year!

So many problems were gnawing at the company.

The warehouse manager seemed to be in her early twenties, wearing glasses and looking all quiet–not the type who would stab the company in the back.

When Dean called her, she knew she couldn’t hide it anymore. With a sobbing voice, she murmured, “Ms. Bennett

Although she was older than Arabella, Arabella’s aura frightened her, and she didn’t dare meet Arabella’s gaze.

four people in the room. “Oh right, we’re missing one more. Bring the head of the procurement department.” The other employees outside the

guys left in the management?

“Now that everyone

Bennett.” Mr. Charlie was scared out of his

procurement quickly exclaimed, “Ms. Bennett, I have nothing to do with this.”

The warehouse manager also tried to defend herself.

knowing

didn’t seem to be in a hurry, casually glancing at the people in front of her and saying,

almost the same as the market price. But

a hundred meters of regular pure cotton fabric usually costs around 130 bucks. If you partner long–term,

has been buying in bulk at a price of 150. At this price, a roll of a hundred meters of fabric can make at least seventy to eighty new items, but when it arrives at the warehouse,

Bennett, you don’t

the head of procurement hastily explained, “The young designers in the design department include too many elements in the new designs; they’re complex and consume a lot of fabric. It’s mainly consumed during production; it’s not my

really made seventy to eighty new items, but only twenty to thirty arrived at the warehouse, how

a huge

Arabella casually/suggested, “What if you agreed with the cloth supplier on a price of 80 bucks per hundred meters of fabric but wrote 150

a few times and then turned the screen towards her.

different times, these three suppliers make transfers to your personal account. If this isn’t

head of procurement was stunned. She hadn’t expected Arabella to find out all this. How was

quantity, and quality.” Arabella’s gaze shifted to the quiet girl in front. “There are issues with the

warehouse manager was terrified and stammered,

the company’s surveillance and the surveillance of nearby courier

tapped on the keyboard, and countless surveillance images appeared on the computer screen, filling everyone’s vision.

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