Huang Ji walked at the front, leading the two of them skillfully down through the staff passageway.
Along the way, they ran into other employees, who even stepped aside in the corridor to let Huang Ji and the others pass.
Huang Ji merely smiled and nodded at them, and they smiled back.
It was not until they reached the fourth basement level that a middle-aged man hurried past them. Just as they were about to miss each other, he asked, "What are you repairing?"
This man was Manager Zhao. As the safety manager, even though he was busy, he still had to ask a few questions.
Huang Ji smiled. "We're inspecting the cold storage. The captain was worried Potter's inspection might have missed something again, so he asked us to come aboard for a second check. Double insurance."
Manager Zhao looked as though he understood, though he found it somewhat strange. They had hired new ship workers to come aboard—why had the captain not told him about it?
Just as he was about to ask another question, Huang Ji said, "Oh, right. The captain told us that if we saw you, we should tell you to hurry up and take the customs clearance documents to First Mate Chen."
Manager Zhao nodded. "Got it. Isn't that exactly what I'm doing?"
He waved the documents in his hand, then gestured dismissively. "Go on, get back to work."
With that, Manager Zhao hurried away.
Huang Ji led the two of them swaggering into the cold storage and shouted directly, "Come on, Little Lin, check the refrigerant lines. Old Wang, no need to climb up there. Go cut the power."
Naturally, the commotion drew the attention of the ship workers' room next door.
A bearded middle-aged man came over, frowning. "What's going on? What