The supply and marketing cooperatives in the provincial capital have always been arrogant. They don't have to worry about selling the goods here, and those factories have to look at their faces if they don't supply goods in time. As the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, Zhai Huayuan has more impressive qualifications than most factory directors in the provincial capital.
But he is a cautious person.
He once wrote a letter to his teacher, which was just an ordinary letter of greeting. After stuffing the letter into the mailbox, he suddenly remembered that there was a punctuation error. He went home and took a pile of documents back, and stood by the mailbox. When the post office opened the mailbox, I took my ID to prove my identity and successfully took the letter back and wrote it again.
He was in charge of a huge supply and marketing cooperative. If the accounts were not correct even for a penny, he would check it with the accountant for three days and three nights until the penny was recovered.
Nowadays, some people say that he treats comrades differently, and that he hides new hair flowers and sells them only to the family members of leaders... He dare not take this big blame!
Therefore, Zhai Huayuan began to inquire about the origin of the new head flower, hoping to prove his innocence.
He knew the directors of many factories, and he soon learned the source of this batch of flower heads - it was given by Zheng Lirong.
Zhai Huayuan did not hesitate, directly asked for Zheng Lirong's phone number and called her.
Zheng Lirong was currently arranging for her younger brothers to spread the news about the source of the hair bloom. As soon as she started, Zhai Huayuan came to her door.
Zheng Lirong did not recognize Zhai Huayuan. After hearing him introduce himself to his family, she hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "Director Zhai, to be honest, I don't know exactly which factory produced this flower. It was given to me by an educated youth sister of mine. As I got older and no longer needed these fancy things, I gave them to some of my uncles’ sisters.”
Zhai Huayuan was immediately disappointed.
The news he finally got to find out just stopped like this?
That won't work!
He could only ask with a shy face: "Comrade Zheng, can I ask where your sister goes to the countryside?"
"Not far away, Lan County, Shili Brigade, her name is Lin Nianhe, if you..."
"Okay, thank you!"
The phone was hung up.
Zheng Lirong held the phone receiver and sighed helplessly: "Will Director Zhai not ask for the phone number?"
She smiled and shook her head, dialing the number of Shili Brigade.
Li Dahe was still the one who answered the phone. After waiting for a while, Lin Nianhe came.
"Hello, Sister Lirong?"
"It's me, sister." Zheng Lirong said with a smile, "Director Zhai from the supply and marketing cooperative called me just now. I told him where you went to the countryside. I guess he will send someone to ask you."
Lin Nianhe was confused: "He didn't ask for the phone number of the brigade headquarters?"
"I didn't ask. I hung up the phone as soon as I heard the address."
"Tsk...I have a bad temper." Lin Nianhe blinked and smiled.
People with a quick temper are good, especially good.
"Can I help you add fuel to the fire? I'm all here."
"Don't, don't cause any big trouble because of a flowerhead. That's good."
"Okay, will Shanshan and Xiaojun be obedient? They will cause trouble for you, right?"
"No, they are both very well-behaved. By the way, let me tell you, our village held a wedding event two days ago, and Xiaojun..."
Lin Nianhe told Zheng Lirong interesting stories about the two children and chatted with her for a few words before hanging up the phone.
She put down the receiver and met Li Dahe's burning eyes.
Lin Nianhe consciously confessed: "As for the hair flower, the order came to my door."
Li Dahe rubbed his hands and was a little nervous: "Just that little gadget, which is not suitable for food or drink, can it really be sold?"
"Just because you don't like it doesn't mean others don't like it," Lin Nianhe said. "If we really can't sell it, do I dare to ask the textile factory to stop the quilt cover production line to make headdresses? Just hold it up, you can't tell, ours Head flowers can also be exported to earn foreign exchange!”
"It's just nonsense, it would be great if it can be sold to the provincial capital!"
Li Dahe didn't believe that a small flower head could be exported to earn foreign exchange.
Lin Nianhe didn't argue with him, picked up the phone and dialed Wang Xiao's number.
"Hello,
I am Wang Xiao. "Wang Xiao's voice was serious.
"Uncle Wang, good afternoon. I'm Lin Nianhe."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiao's tone immediately changed 180 degrees: "Ouch! Xiaolin, you haven't been here for several days. Is it because it's cold and you don't like to go out? I was thinking of taking a rest in two days. Look at you!"
Lin Nianhe said: "Thank you, Uncle Wang, for your concern. I'm fine. It's just that there was a wedding event in the village recently and I couldn't get away for a while."
"Congratulations!" Wang Xiao congratulated you directly without asking what was going on. He laughed twice, couldn't help clearing his throat and said, "Xiao Lin, after so many days, there is no movement at all. ?」
He really wanted to be a leader who would remain calm even when the mountain collapsed, but his heart was like a cat scratching his head and he couldn't calm down at all.
Lin Nianhe smiled and said, "That's why I called you. The supply and marketing cooperative in the provincial capital should send someone over in the next two days. If they find our textile factory, you can..."
"Xiao Lin! Just wait! I'll go find you right now!"
The phone hung up again.
Lin Nianhe looked at the receiver, then at Li Dahe, and sighed helplessly: "I'm not the leader behind the scenes, but Uncle Wang is so easily excited. He's not as steady as you, Uncle Captain."
Li Dahe rolled his eyes at her: "Don't flatter me!" After saying this, the corners of his mouth raised.
Of course Wang Xiaohao can't compare with him. Isn't this more obvious than the lice on a bald man's head?
When Wang Xiao arrived at the Shili Brigade, Lin Nianhe was taking a Chinese class.
Without thinking much, he opened the door and entered the first grade classroom directly.
"Xiao Lin, first..."
Wang Xiao met Lin Nianhe's cold eyes, quickly swallowed what he wanted to say, and changed his words: "You go to class first, go to class first... I'll wait in the back."
Wang Xiao pitifully went to sit on the empty seat at the end.
Lin Nianhe looked away and continued class.
Wang Xiao waited and waited, and it felt like a hundred years had passed before he heard the electric bell.
He was like the naughtiest student in the class, jumping out as soon as the bell rang. Unlike the poor students, his destination was not the playground, but Lin Nianhe.
Seeing his eager look, Lin Nianhe shook his head helplessly, sighed, and said to the children, "Let's finish the get out of class first. 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 then said to Wang Xiao: "Actually, the remaining content can be finished in two minutes."
Wang Xiao rubbed his hands and laughed: "My fault, my fault, if the negotiation with the provincial capital supply and marketing cooperative is successful this time, I will give our village a small batch of ten tons of coal!"
Is there such a good thing as having it delivered to your door?
Lin Nianhe blew away the chalk dust on his hand without changing his expression and curled his lips: "I understand, what the leader means is that if our village children want to live a better life, it all depends on the performance of the textile factory... Tsk, I don't know. Some people thought our village primary school was a school for children of textile factories."
What Wang Xiaozhao fears most now is not that his daughter is messing with him, but that Lin Nianhe won't be 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 even say anything! I mean, after we finish discussing the small matter of the provincial supply and marketing cooperative today, I will Go back and send another ten tons of coal to our village boy... You can't bear the hardships on the child even if the world is suffering!"
