"Hey, has General Manager Little Fox come again?"
In the pharmaceutical factory warehouse, corridor lights illuminate the hallway, while the iron doors of the storage rooms remain tightly shut.
At the entrance in the guard room, a plump aunt and a thin aunt are craning their necks and see a fiery red little fat fox, wearing a white down jacket, wagging its tail as it swaggers in.
You can see it sticking out its fat belly, with two fox claws behind its back, holding a notebook and a pen, squinting its eyes, putting on a very serious appearance.
The plump aunt cheerfully grabs a large bunch of warehouse keys, walks out of the guard room, and enthusiastically greets.
"General Manager Little Fox is here again? I'll help you with the inventory!"
Bai Mo's fox apprentice, Night Cat's Eye, glances at the plump aunt in her work attire, recalls the instructions from fellow apprentices, then nods and waves its fox claw, asking the plump aunt to lead the way.
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