Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Chapter 415
The supply and marketing cooperatives in the provincial capital have always been proud, they can sell the things here, and those factories can't supply in time depends on their faces.As the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, Zhai Huayuan is more qualified than most factory directors in the provincial capital.

But he is a cautious person.

He once wrote a letter to his teacher, but it was just an ordinary greeting letter. After stuffing the letter into the mailbox, he suddenly remembered that there was a punctuation mistake. He went home and took a stack of documents to return. He waited for the post office to open the mailbox. After taking the documents to prove his identity, he successfully took the letter back and wrote it again.

He is in charge of a huge supply and marketing cooperative, and if there is a penny in the accounts, he can check with the accountant for three days and three nights until the penny is recovered.

Now some people say that he treats comrades differently, that he hides new head flowers and only sells them to the family members of the leaders... He dare not take this big black pot!
Therefore, Zhai Huayuan began to inquire about the source of the new head flower, wanting to prove his innocence.

He knew the directors of many factories, but he soon learned the source of these first flowers——Sent by Zheng Lirong.

Without hesitation, Zhai Huayuan asked for Zheng Lirong's phone number and called her.

Zheng Lirong is currently arranging for younger brothers to spread the news about the source of the head flower. She just started when Zhai Huayuan delivered it to her door.

Zheng Lirong didn't recognize Zhai Huayuan. After hearing his self-introduction, she hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Director Zhai, to be honest, I don't know which factory produced this flower. It was given to me by an educated youth sister of mine. I am too old to use these fancy things, so I gave them to my uncle's sisters."

Zhai Huayuan was immediately lost.

The news he finally found was cut off like this?

That won't work!

He could only ask shyly again: "Comrade Zheng, can I ask where your sister is going to the countryside?"

"It's not far, Lan County, Shili Brigade, her name is Lin Nianhe, if you..."

"Okay, thank you!"

The phone hangs up.

Zheng Lirong held the phone receiver and sighed helplessly: "This Director Zhai won't ask for a phone number?"

She shook her head with a low smile and dialed the number of Shili Brigade.

It was Li Dahe who answered the phone, and Lin Nianhe came after not waiting for a while.

"Hello, Miss Lirong?"

"It's me, sister." Zheng Lirong said with a smile, "Director Zhai from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative called me just now, and I told him where you went to the countryside. I think he will send someone over to ask you."

Lin Nianhe was puzzled: "Didn't he ask for the phone number of the brigade?"

"I didn't ask. When I heard the address, I hung up the phone in a hurry."

"Tsk...you're so quick-tempered." Lin Nianhe blinked and smiled.

People with short tempers are good, very good.

"Do you want me to fuel the fire for you again? I'm all gathered together."

"Don't, don't cause big troubles because of a hair flower, it's fine."

"That's okay, are Shanshan and Xiaojun obedient? Didn't they make you less trouble?"

"No, the two of them are very well-behaved. By the way, let me tell you, two days ago our village held a wedding, and Xiaojun..."

Lin Nianhe picked up interesting stories about the two children and told Zheng Lirong, and chatted with her before hanging up the phone.

She put down the receiver and met Li Dahe's burning gaze.

Lin Nianhe confessed consciously: "For the headache, the order came to me."

Li Dahe rubbed his hands, a little nervous: "Just that little thing, it's worth eating or drinking, can it really be sold?"

"If you don't like it, it doesn't mean others don't like it," Lin Nianhe said. "If it really can't be sold, would I dare to ask the textile factory to stop the production line of quilt covers to make head flowers? You can do it. You can't be sure, our head flowers can still be exported to earn foreign exchange!"

"Pure nonsense, it would be nice to sell it to the provincial capital!"

Li Dahe doesn't believe that a small flower can still earn foreign exchange through export.

Lin Nianhe didn't argue with him, picked up the phone and dialed Wang Xiao's number.

"Hello, I'm Wang Xiao." Wang Xiao's voice was very serious.

"Good afternoon, Uncle Wang, I'm Lin Nianhe."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiao's tone immediately turned 180 degrees: "Oh! Xiaolin, you haven't been here for a few days. Does it mean that you don't like to go out when it's cold? I was thinking about going to see you after two days of rest!"

Lin Nianhe said: "Thank you, Uncle Wang, for your concern. I'm fine. It's just that there are weddings in the village recently, and I can't get away because of the busy schedule."

"Congratulations!" Wang Xiao directly congratulated without asking what the matter was. He laughed twice, couldn't help but cleared his throat and said, "Xiao Lin, why hasn't there been any movement after so many days?"

He wanted to be a leader who would never change his face when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, but his heart was like a cat scratching his head, and he couldn't calm down at all.

Lin Nianhe smiled and said, "I'm calling you for this matter. The supply and marketing cooperative in the provincial capital should send people over in the next two days. If you find our textile factory, you..."

"Xiao Lin! You wait! I'll go find you right away!"

The phone hung up again.

Lin Nianhe looked at the receiver, then at Li Dahe, and sighed helplessly: "It's not me who arranges the leadership behind me, but Uncle Wang is really too excitable, not as stable as you, Uncle Captain."

Li Dahe rolled his eyes at her: "Don't flatter me here!" After saying this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Of course Wang Xiaoyu couldn't compare with him, it was more obvious than the lice on the bald man's head!

When Wang Xiao arrived at the Shili brigade, Lin Nianhe was taking Chinese class.

He didn't think much at all, he pushed the door and went straight into the first grade classroom.

"Xiao Lin, you first..."

Wang Xiao met Lin Nianhe's cold eyes, quickly swallowed back what she wanted to say, and changed her words: "You go to class first, class first... I'll go to the back and wait."

Wang Xiao pitifully went to the last empty seat and sat down.

Lin Nianhe looked away and continued with the class.

Wang Xiao was looking forward, looking forward, and felt that it took a hundred years to hear the electric bell.

He was like the naughtiest student in the class, who jumped out as soon as the bell rang. Unlike the poor students, his destination was not the playground, but Lin Nianhe.

Seeing his eagerness, Lin Nianhe shook his head pretending to be helpless, sighed, and said to the children: "Let's finish class first, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

"goodbye teacher--"

The children closed their books one by one, put on their hats and ran out of the classroom.

Lin Nianhe said to Wang Xiao: "Actually, the rest of the content can be finished in two minutes."

Wang Xiao rubbed her hands and laughed happily: "My fault, my fault, if the negotiation with the provincial capital supply and marketing cooperative is completed this time, I will give a small batch of ten tons of coal to our village!"

And such a good thing delivered to your door?

Lin Nianhe blew on the chalk dust on his hands without changing his face, and curled his lips: "I understand, what the leader means is that if our village school wants to live a better life, it all depends on the profitability of the textile factory... Tsk, those who don't know think that our village school is a school for the children of textile factories."

What Wang Xiaoju is most afraid of now is not that his daughter is messing with him, but that Lin Nianhe is not called "uncle".

His smile froze at the corner of his mouth, he slapped his thigh, and quickly changed his words: "Look at me, I'm so happy that I can't say anything! I mean, after my father and I finish discussing the small matter of the provincial supply and marketing cooperative today, I'll go back and send another ten tons of coal to our village school... It's so hard that I can't hurt my child!"

(End of this chapter)