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Yang Li pushed the garbage truck out from the back door of Jinding, and as soon as she exited, someone also pushing a garbage truck met her.
In less than two minutes, the merchandise was swapped, and moved from Yang Li's garbage truck into the man's.
The man who pushed the garbage truck handed Yang Li an envelope.
Yang Li opened the envelope and frowned immediately. "Why is there only this much?"
"Yang Li, just think about it. If I expose your actions, you're not only losing your job but will also end up in jail. Five hundred dollars is letting you off easy." The man, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his face covered with trembling fleshy bumps, said.
"Then, I won't do it anymore." Yang Li clenched her teeth and said.
She knew the cosmetics she stole valued at least ten thousand dollars, yet she was only paid five hundred dollars for them.