Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

After listening to Wang Shumei's accusation, Rong Zhiguo wiped his face with sadness.

He held a cigarette in his mouth and waved his hand: "Go, find a cool place and beat her. Pretend I didn't see you... Just don't beat her to death."

"Huh?" Lin Nianhe was shocked, "Master! Master, you can't do this! She has already come to the door, you can't ignore your most lovely and kind-hearted little apprentice!"

Rong Zhiguo exhaled a mouthful of white mist, looked at the blue sky outside the window melancholy and murmured to himself: "The master is unfortunate."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Sure enough, you can only rely on yourself.

She said to Wang Shumei, who was suppressing a smile: "Sister Shumei, as you can see, my master is so tough-talking that he is so heartbroken that he dare not look at it. You just respect the old and love the young. Let's forget about it for now." Alright."

Rong Zhiguo turned back: "I don't dare to see you get beaten? I'm afraid that you will splash blood on the machine and your senior brother will have to kneel there to wipe it."

Lin Nianhe spoke eloquently: "Look, what I said is the truth. The old man is just saying it."

Rong Zhiguo: "I am more willing to do so."

"Master, Master, you are my best master. Sister Shumei is one of my own, so please don't speak so insincerely."

"I do not have."

"I know you do."

"I really don't."

Wang Shumei pursed her lips, looked at Rong Zhiguo with sympathetic eyes, and said sincerely: "Thank you for your hard work."

Rong Zhiguo sighed: "You have worked hard too."

Lin Nianhe: "...?"

what?

Her master had never spoken to her so softly!

Lin Nianhe took a small horse and sat next to Rong Zhiguo. He put his hand on his chin and asked sincerely: "Master, are you unhappy?"

Rong Zhiguo glanced at her: "Yes."

"Then tell me, and I'll try to help you solve it."

"Oh, it's quite simple - you stand up, walk ten steps forward, turn right, then keep walking forward and don't look back."

Lin Nianhe raised his eyes and looked at the route Rong Zhiguo had planned for him.

Well, good, I went straight out.

The clever thing about this route is that she can't come back even if the earth is round, because there is no backdoor to the exhibition.

"Master, you are joking again," Lin Nianhe shamelessly refused to leave, "What happened?"

When she came here, she felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. It was completely different from the relaxed and leisurely chatter there. The quietness here in the machinery factory was silence and helplessness.

Elsewhere, there can be many reasons for such silence, but at the Spring Fair, there can only be one reason behind the silence.

Rong Zhiguo lit another cigarette and muttered three words: "Not open."

“The hand-cranked thresher hasn’t opened yet?”

Rong Zhiguo raised his hand and walked around the nearby booths: "They are not open at all."

"what?"

Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei were both a little confused: "Didn't you say that the heavy industrial zone's transaction volume is far ahead?"

"That's steel hardware," Rong Zhiguo raised his eyelids, "Machinery factory... I would be happy for a long time if I could sell one at the Canton Fair."

Lin Nianhe's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his brows were furrowed.

Yes, the machinery industry relies on the development of science and technology, and at this period, we do not have far-reaching leading technology.

This directly leads to the fact that many foreign businessmen who need to import machinery products will not come to the Canton Fair at all.

With fewer people coming, it’s harder to sell things.Lin Nianhe frowned and thought for a moment, then reached out and took two samples of corn threshers. He did not forget to say to Wang Shumei: "Sister Shumei, take two too, and let's go out."

When business came to the fore, Wang Shumei temporarily put aside her trivial grudge with Lin Nianhe and obediently took two.

Rong Zhiguo called them: "What are you doing?"

Lin Nianhe smiled brightly: "Master, I am an amateur at drawing. In fact, what I am really good at is selling goods."

Rong Zhiguo couldn't laugh or cry: "Who are you going to sell to? No one will buy it outside the exhibition area."

Lin Nianhe said sincerely: "I think those who buy grain should buy a threshing machine."

Rong Zhiguo: "Why don't you go to heaven?"

Lin Nianhe suddenly felt resentful and felt aggrieved: "Isn't that why you didn't give me a letter of introduction and let me fly!"

God?She actually wanted to!I can’t buy a plane ticket without a letter of introduction!
God knows how much she missed her private jet when she was at the airport this morning.

Lin Nianhe looked at Rong Zhiguo and almost shed tears.

Rong Zhiguo really didn't understand why one sentence could make Lin Nianhe so aggrieved, and he was immediately at a loss: "Hey, look at you kid, what's the point of sitting on a plane? It's so unsafe to fly in the sky!"

He stood up and awkwardly coaxed Lin Nianhe: "Okay, don't cry. If you really want to fly, why don't I ask your Uncle Chang to open a letter of introduction for you next time?"

Lin Nianhe burst into laughter and stretched out his finger towards him: "Pull the hook."

"Tsk."

Rong Zhiguo stretched out his calloused hands with a look of disgust on his face, and managed to pull the hook with her.

Lin Nianhe was satisfied and waved to him: "Then I will go sell the goods. Please let Uncle Chang prepare for negotiations."

Rong Zhiguo didn't take her words seriously, he just thought she wanted to help, and he didn't stop him, letting the young man go on his own.

Lin Nianhe took Wang Shumei straight to the booth of Xishi Steel Factory. Director Sun happened to be there, sitting on a horse and eating a big pancake.

"Hey, Xiao Lin is here." Director Sun looked at Lin Nianhe with a smile.

"Uncle Sun, enjoy your meal." Lin Nianhe greeted with a smile, "You must have a good start here, right?"

"Hahaha, it's not bad." Director Sun ate the pancake in a few mouthfuls, then stood up and asked Lin Nianhe, "What's wrong, my daughter? What's the matter?"

"I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything," Lin Nianhe put down the corn thresher in his hand, "Look, this is the hand thresher from the Jingcheng Machinery Factory."

Director Sun was a shrewd man and immediately understood Lin Nianhe's purpose. Before she could speak, he said readily: "You can let me have this rare thing, so that those foreigners can learn more about it, so they don't have to talk to me." Yelling at five and drinking six."

"Thank you so much." Lin Nianhe clasped his hands together with a very sincere attitude, "There are really few people there. They don't even know that we have made something new. I was forced to do nothing, so I came to beg you. .”

"What are you talking about? We are all brothers. It is a good thing to be able to export and earn foreign exchange." Director Sun directly vacated the middle position of the booth and put down the threshing machine upright.

He is not afraid of overshadowing the guests, because the Xishi Steel Factory is the brand name, and the purpose of coming to him is clear. Even if they want to buy a hand-operated thresher, it will not delay their purchase of steel.

"But my dear, you have to get me some corn sticks," Director Sun thought very thoughtfully, "If anyone wants to see it, I can't show him the air."

"I'll ask my senior brother to deliver it to you later." Lin Nianhe thanked him again and again, "Thank you very much."

"It's not a big deal. Besides, Uncle Xie is getting impatient with you." Director Sun happily pointed at the other thresher in her hand, "Put this one down too. I'll take it to the Shanghai Steel Factory and let them do the same." There you go, don’t worry, that’s my old buddy.”

"Uncle Sun, I will never thank you for your kindness, and I will definitely repay you in the future!"

"Put it down, go and do your business."

"okay!"

Lin Nianhe left with Wang Shumei and actually went to the food area.

Wang Shumei couldn't help but wonder: "Do you really know the people in the food factory?"

Lin Nianhe: "Oh, I have real relatives over there."

Wang Shumei: "..."