Wang Xiao felt that these ten tons of coal had to be counted in the accounts of the textile factory. After all, he was working for the textile factory. How could the commune pay for it?
Thinking of this, he felt relieved.
Lin Nianhe instantly put on a smile that was brighter than a sunflower: "Let me tell you, Uncle Wang is not such an unreasonable person. Besides, even if our village primary school is really a school for children, it must be a primary school for children of Match Factory. ah."
Wang Xiao: "..."
She seemed to be reminding herself that she had also brought the match factory here.
Wang Xiao suddenly thought - even if the textile factory can only maintain the status quo, then they have another match factory in Lan County! This year’s industrial and commercial tax revenue must be higher than last year’s!
The textile factory is the future, but the match factory is now. He quickly asked: "Xiao Lin, how many goods has the match factory sent out?"
"I'm not sure about this. You can go to the warehouse and ask the accountant later." As Lin Nianhe spoke, he pulled out a stool and asked Wang Xiao to sit down. Then he got down to business, "Director Zhai from the Provincial Capital Supply and Marketing Cooperative is impatient. , I guess he will arrive tomorrow, probably in person."
"Really?" Wang Xiao's eyes brightened.
"There is a commotion in the provincial capital now because of the hair flower. The girl who cannot buy the hair flower says that he is hiding something. How can he admit this? He must be in a hurry to solve it." Lin Nianhe took a sip of water and continued, "He only knows about the hair flower at the moment. It flowed out of my hands, and he will come to me first when he comes. I will persuade him to purchase the goods and let him go to the textile factory to negotiate."
Wang Xiao took out his work notes and responded while recording: "Yeah!"
Lin Nianhe said: "You asked the director of the textile factory to hide from him for two days and then say that he was invited by people from the capital."
Wang Xiao: "...!"
"Let him go for two days, and then we can talk." After Lin Nianhe said that, he asked, "How many flowers have been made now?"
"The production speed has increased a lot recently. I called Mr. Ji before I came here and found out that 3,872 units have been produced." Wang Xiao said proudly, "I passed the quality inspection, as you said. It’s all put in a custom-made paper bag—not to mention, Xiaolin, it has to be you, put that flower in the bag, and it looks better than before!”
"Well, thank you for your hard work," Lin Nianhe praised the leader perfunctorily, "I will send the goods to the supply and marketing cooperative today to put them on display. In addition, I will give one to each of the female students in middle and high school so that they must wear it these days. When I asked, I said it was bought from a supply and marketing cooperative."
"There are also free gifts for lesbians at train stations, guest houses and state-owned hotels."
Wang Xiaoyao's heart was bleeding.
He looked at Lin Nianhe with a pleading look in his eyes: "Doesn't the one with short hair need to be given as a gift?"
Lin Nianhe: "..."
She pressed her forehead and said, "Forget it, just give away the change."
"Oh, just give me two!"
Lin Nianhe said nothing and gave him a look to let him understand.
Wang Xiao endured his heartache and grinned: "I'm joking with you, hahaha, I know, seventy-two!"
Lin Nianhe: "Eight hundred and seventy-two."
Wang Xiao's legs went weak and he almost fell off the stool.
His voice was almost crying: "Xiao Lin! That's four to five hundred yuan!"
"The cost is less than 100 yuan." Lin Nianhe pointed it out directly, "Uncle Wang, I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf. Besides, this is also given to my own family, so I think it is for the benefit of the villagers."
Wang Xiao pressed his heart, it hurt.
Lin Nianhe couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Do you know why the repercussions in the provincial capital are so great?"
Wang Xiao subconsciously responded: "Why?"
"Because the lesbians in the cultural troupe are wearing these turbans for performances." Lin Nianhe said, "The batch of turbans sent to the capital will first appear in the cultural troupe's performances..."
Wang Xiao suddenly felt as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. His heart no longer ached, his waist no longer ached, and he felt as if his hair was turning black.
"Xiao Lin! I completely believe you, whatever you say will come true! I'll go back and get my hair done right now!"
Wang Xiao said that he was about to stand up.
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Lin Nianhe quickly stopped him: "Wait, wait, I haven't finished speaking yet!"
"Oh oh oh, just say it, keep talking."
Wang Xiao took out his small notebook again and recorded it carefully.
"When the director of the planning factory meets Director Zhai, let him talk like this..."
Zhai Huayuan got off the train and walked out in a hurry. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a lesbian wearing the headband that caused him so much trouble.
He had been particularly sensitive to hair loss recently, and when he saw it, he wanted to squeeze in and ask, but there were too many people, and the lesbian disappeared in the sea of people.
Zhai Huayuan pressed his heart and muttered in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay... Just go to Shili Brigade and ask for details..."
Having determined his target, Zhai Huayuan stopped looking around, looked for a gay man and asked, "Hello, comrade, how can I get to the Shili Brigade?"
"Shili Brigade, it's in the south. You leave the town and follow the road to the south. About twenty miles away, you see a big banyan tree with three people hugging it... Hey, don't bother, you saw that bullock cart. No? That car belongs to the Shili Brigade, you go find them."
"Okay, okay, thank you, comrade."
Zhai Huayuan was lucky because he met an ox cart from the Shili Brigade coming to deliver goods, which saved him from having to walk for more than an hour;
Zhai Huayuan is also unlucky because Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian came to deliver the goods today.
A stranger from the provincial capital is looking for Lin Nianhe.
When these three keywords are put together, even Cao Shijian, a guy with a weak head, becomes wary.
Cao Shijian squinted his eyes and already picked up the hemp rope used to bundle the goods.
Wu Genmao was smarter than him after all, so he gave him a tug and said, "Okay, you get in the car and we go back together."
"Okay, okay, thank you very much." Zhai Huayuan didn't know the seriousness of the problem and got on the bullock cart directly.
The oxcart moved forward until Zhai Huayuan saw the big banyan tree with three people hugging it. After thinking about it all the way, Wu Genmao said, "Let me ask you about someone. Do you know Zhang Changjiang?"
A few days ago, he and Cao Shijian went to the provincial capital to deliver Zheng Lirong's hair. After they finished their work, they had a meal with their former brothers. They learned from the brothers that because Zheng Lirong was "notorious", those Baibo people ran away as soon as Zheng Lirong died. Nowadays, one of them is worse off than the other. It is difficult for them to fill their stomachs, let alone seek revenge from Lin Nianhe.
Therefore, Wu Genmao's analysis concluded that this person may have something to do with Zhang Changjiang.
He asked directly without fear of surprising the other party.
Just kidding, they are already at their place and he still wants to run away?
Zhai Huayuan was stunned. He muttered the words "Zhang Changjiang" for a while, then slapped his thigh: "We know, we know, my brother-in-law's brother-in-law is called Zhang Changjiang! This can be considered..."
Before Zhai Huayuan could say the word "acquaintance", a noose was wrapped around his neck.
Wu Genmao jumped up, and a big roc spread its wings and hugged Zhai Huayuan. With its momentum, he threw him off the oxcart, and the two of them fell directly into the snowdrift on the roadside.
Zhai Huayuan: "...?"
Who is he, where is he, what is happening?
