Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Sister Zhang was equally satisfied after reading the manuscript copied by Zhao Haimei: "Well, it's pretty good. You can follow me from now on. If I don't have much work here, you can also take the work given by other editors, but you can I’m the master here.”

Sister Zhang had a completely business-like attitude and said neatly: "Did Lao Wu tell you? Ten thousand words are [-] cents, and the paper and pen are in the logistics department. I lent you the pen. You quit." It’s going to be returned.”

"well."

Zhao Haimei didn't expect it to happen so quickly. She nodded, a little confused.

"Old Wu, take her to get the assignment." Sister Zhang was very busy and had no time to personally bring a temporary worker to copy the manuscript.

"Okay, sister, you are busy." Old Wu greeted and motioned for Zhao Haimei to follow him.

Zhao Haimei bowed to Sister Zhang and followed Old Wu away step by step.

"It's your first time doing this, so don't accept too much. Anyway, the magazine is not far from your school. At most, you can come back a few times and don't delay your work." Lao Wu suggested, "You can accept more when you are familiar with the job." A little bit."

"Okay, thank you." Zhao Haimei's eyes were bright and the corners of her mouth were raised.

Old Wu led her to receive a task, a novel of [-] words, due in five days.

She also paid her a dime for the trial draft.

"Don't lose the whole manuscript." Lao Wu stuffed pens and papers into her hands and emphasized repeatedly, "Get it, don't, don't lose it."

"I see."

Zhao Haimei nodded seriously and hugged her satchel to her chest, her knuckles turning slightly white.

"Okay, if you need anything, just come to me." Old Wu smiled honestly and sent Zhao Haimei out.

When she went back, Zhao Haimei didn't take the bus and walked all the way back.

Passing by the supply and marketing cooperative near the school, she thought about it, went in, and bought a red-headed rope.

It was just eleven o'clock when she returned to the dormitory.

Lin Nianhe was the only one in the dormitory.

"Didn't you go to class?" Zhao Haimei was a little confused.

"Ah, I'm too lazy to move today." Lin Nianhe put down the book and asked her, "How is it? Can you do this job?"

"Yes!" Zhao Haimei smiled brightly. She took out the manuscript from her bag and carefully placed it under the pillow as if she was relieved.

"That's good." Lin Nianhe pursed his lips and smiled, turning the page of the book.

Zhao Haimei took out the headband carefully placed in the compartment of her bag and handed it to Lin Nianhe: "Um... I passed by the supply and marketing cooperative and felt that you should wear it..."

She talked and couldn't go on.

Because she saw the hairpin in Lin Nianhe's hair.

The round pearl is as delicate as her.

Zhao Haimei subconsciously tightened her fingers. The two-cent hair tie in her hand was a little hot.

"Huh? You gave it to me?"

Lin Nianhe suddenly sat up from the chair, his eyes shining brightly: "How do you know that I really want to buy a red headband recently? You are so kind, Haimei!"

Lin Nianhe said, casually taking off the hairpin and placing it on the table, then reached out to connect the rope.

Before Zhao Haimei could react, her fingers squeezed tightly.

Lin Nianhe pulled her over for a while, but looked at her eagerly: "Give it to me?"

Zhao Haimei said "Ah" before she realized what she was doing and quickly let go.

She smiled, relieved: "As long as you like it."

"I like it," Lin Nianhe tied up her hair, picked up the mirror, looked at it left and right, and then showed it to Zhao Haimei, "Haimei, look at it, does it look good?"

"It looks good." Zhao Haimei nodded seriously.

"Thank you." Lin Nianhe smiled happily and kept looking in the mirror.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Haimei finally felt relieved.

She took out the manuscript and started transcribing it. Lin Nianhe looked in the mirror for a while and then put it down and continued reading.

Half an hour later, Lin Nianhe asked her, "Do you want to go to dinner?"

"I still have a steamed bun, so I won't go." Zhao Haimei was very calm and said with a smile, "You go ahead." "You only eat one steamed bun for lunch?" Lin Nianhe reminded, "Why don't you go to the cafeteria instead? No meal. You can also have a bowl of soup."

"Huh?" Zhao Haimei was a little confused, "Can I have a drink without eating?"

Although there was a free note posted next to the soup pot, Zhao Haimei always felt that it was a benefit for classmates who bought rice.

She didn't dare to ask, and she didn't know who to ask.

"I can drink it. Is there anything I can't drink?" Lin Nianhe pulled her up and said, "Let's go eat."

Lin Nianhe forcefully dragged Zhao Haimei to the cafeteria.

Su Yuncheng went to get food, and she and Zhao Haimei lined up to scoop soup.

When it was their turn, Lin Nianhe scooped up half a spoonful of vegetable leaves and tofu and poured them all into Zhao Haimei's lunch box.

"Nianhe, you..."

Zhao Haimei's face was very red.

She didn't spend any money and still scooped up so many vegetables...

"What are you doing? You don't like vegetables?" Lin Nianhe said casually, "Classmate, you can't be picky about food. Eating more vegetables is good for your health."

As she spoke, she scooped up half a spoonful of vegetable leaves.

A bowl of soup, scooped out like a stew.

Zhao Haimei felt that she could hardly carry the lunch box.

Lin Nianhe also served soup for himself and Su Yuncheng, and found an empty table to sit down with Zhao Haimei.

Zhao Haimei was still embarrassed, fearing that others would be deprived of food because of her troubles.

Lin Nianhe took a sip of the soup, which was like water from the pot, and said, "Don't stare at the soup pot, look at other people."

"Look at what?"

"There are too many people who just drink soup without buying rice." Lin Nianhe took a casual look and found a few people eating steamed buns with soup, "You are the only one who is so honest."

Zhao Haimei followed Lin Nianhe's gaze and saw someone like her, and her anxious heart finally calmed down a bit.

She broke the steamed bun into small pieces and dipped it in the soup to eat it, which was hot.

While he was talking, Su Yuncheng came back. He placed the lunch box in front of Lin Nianhe and glanced at her red headband.

Lin Nianhe shook his braid and said, "Doesn't it look good? Hai Mei gave it to me!"

Without waiting for Su Yuncheng to answer, she continued: "Last time I went to grandpa's place, the old man thought I was too plain. I've always wanted to buy a red-headed rope, but I didn't have time. Hai Mei helped me a lot. Otherwise, I will definitely be criticized if I go back on the weekend."

She spoke in a brisk tone, as if she meant it.

There is nothing more joyful than sending a gift to someone's heart. The corners of Zhao Haimei's mouth raised again unconsciously.

Su Yuncheng looked at Lin Nianhe and raised his lips slightly: "It's very beautiful." He then turned to Zhao Haimei, "Thank you for taking care of her."

"No, no," Zhao Haimei shook her head, "Nianhe helped me find a job, I should thank her."

"Take care of each other, take care of each other," Lin Nianhe said nonsensically, "It takes a hundred years to build the same car, and a thousand years to build a bunk bed, so don't be polite."

Zhao Haimei: "..."

As for being in the same car... it's okay for her to drive her, but on the other hand, it's a bad fate.

After dinner, Zhao Haimei went back to the dormitory to transcribe manuscripts. Lin Nianhe was full and took Su Yuncheng for a walk to eat.

"Is her family in trouble?" Su Yuncheng asked casually.

"I don't know either. She didn't tell me and I didn't ask." Lin Nianhe shrugged, "Look at the whole school, how many people are not worried about money?"

"That's right." Su Yuncheng nodded, "A classmate of mine has four children, and now he is barely surviving on his wife's salary."

Lin Nianhe stopped.

"what happened?"

"I have an idea……"