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Fat Steve’s description was accurate. Sorting out packages was as easy as kicking a football.

They would point their toes at the parcel and strongly kick it. The package would fly for ten meters. No one cared about the sellers or the buyers. Nothing mattered as long as the package was delivered.

Actually, it was not that these workers did not want to be more responsible. The regular workers were even rougher on the packages. When the conveyor belt started, there was no time for you to handle the packages carefully. It did not matter whether it said fragile or expensive. If the cardboard box broke, there were designated people to collect them, taped them up, and put them back on the conveyor belt.

“This package broke. It seems to be wine or something. I can smell the alcohol.”

“Don’t bother with it. It’s fine as long as the delivery receipt doesn’t get wet. Throw it back on the conveyor belt. Remember, the delivery receipt faces up.”

The group of workers had a clear designated parking
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