"Hey, you have a pretty good idea. My sister-in-law is unparalleled in the world."
Wang Shumei raised her chin slightly and shook her head in a sultry manner.
Lin Nianhe nodded seriously: "I agree with this."
The two of them chatted at the door for a while, and then Wang Shumei took Lin Nianhe to their house.
"What's the matter?" Lin Nianhe sat on the edge of the Kang and asked Wang Shumei, shaking his feet.
Wang Shumei took out an envelope from her bag and handed it to Lin Nianhe, and said seriously: "I asked Xiaolan before what you went to Aunt Li Juan to give. I definitely can't let you pay for it."
When Lin Nianhe went to Chen's house, he brought tobacco, wine, sugar and tea, which cost a total of twenty-six yuan.
It's only about twenty yuan, and they don't need it now.
Lin Nianhe didn't think much and reached out to take it.
But as soon as she pinched it, she felt that the thickness was wrong. When she opened it, she took a look——
"Hey, Sister Shumei, you made a really good deal, one hundred and fifty yuan? How much money did you spend on it?"
Wang Shumei sat down next to her, touched Lin Nianhe's arm with her elbow, and continued: "I won't be polite to you if you help me deal with Chen Daya, but Xie Yufei helped Damin arrange to become a soldier. I can’t help but express that, although to him it was just a phone call, to us it was a big deal.”
Lin Nianhe looked at her and smiled helplessly: "Sure, I'll give it a try, but there's a high probability that Xie Yufei won't want it."
"If you don't want it, just force it on him." Wang Shumei said, "It's not appropriate for me to buy things for him."
Lin Nianhe shook his head: "I can only say that I will try my best."
According to Lin Nianhe's understanding of Xie Yufei, this money——
"Auntie, where are you ashamed of me? What a big deal, why are you giving me money? Besides, I can earn royalties, am I the one who is short of money?"
Xie Yufei frowned, as if he had been greatly humiliated.
Lin Nianhe patted the envelope into his hand: "Then return it to her yourself and make it clear by the way."
"OK."
Xie Yufei held the envelope and went to Wang Shumei, and once again published a eloquent statement that he had royalties and money.
Wang Shumei couldn't hold back and asked: "Xie Yufei, how much is your royalties?"
Mr. Xie replied arrogantly: "Three yuan!"
Wang Shumei: "..."
Wang Shumei insisted on giving the money to Xie Yufei, but Xie Yufei couldn't refuse, so he accepted it.
But the next day he went to Wang Damin and handed the envelope to him intact: "Your sister asked me to give it to you. Men can't live without money in their hands. You keep it."
Wang Damin held one hundred and fifty yuan, his hands shaking: "Thank you, thank you brother, are all these for me?"
His sister usually had to think for a long time when giving him fifty cents, so why did she suddenly give him such an old amount of money?
Xie Yufei casually picked up his head and said, "Put it away for you. Don't spend it randomly." He touched his nose and recalled the three instructions his elder brother gave him. He felt obliged to pass them on to his younger brother. Then he said as if he was endorsing: "You are not allowed to smoke or drink before the age of eighteen. You are not allowed to provoke young girls to act like hooligans before you are married. If you dare to cause trouble, you must be able to calm things down."
Wang Damin subconsciously thought that these three sentences were also told to him by his eldest sister. He listened extremely carefully and recited them silently several times before nodding seriously: "Brother Xie, I remember it."
"Good boy," Xie Yufei pressed his head again, "Do a good job in the army. If you are really bullied, call me."
Wang Damin grinned innocently: "It's okay, I don't mess with others, and others can't bully me."
"Okay, write more letters."
"good!"
After all that needed to be said, Xie Yufei took out his camera: "Here, let me take a picture for you..."
…
Under the strong urging of Director Wang, the case of Chen Daya and Chen Dabao was quickly solved. According to Director Wang’s old classmates, the two men will be sentenced to at least ten years, and everything they once looted will also be sentenced to death. Compensation after discount.
Factory Director Wang didn’t believe that this matter had nothing to do with Father Wang. Even if he was not involved, didn’t he also eat and use those things?
Therefore, Dad Wang's more than 20 years of work as a worker came to an end and he was fired directly.
In the Wang family, Wang's father and stepson looked at the dilapidated home and looked at each other speechlessly.
"Your daughter killed my mother."
The teenage boy's face was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with hatred.
Father Wang looked at him and still didn't speak.
"I'm going to kill her."
he said again.
Dad Wang put out the cigarette butt, dusted off his hands, and without even looking at him, he went out to the cellar to find food.
He didn't want to worry about his wife who was about to go to jail, nor the hatred between his stepson and daughter. He just wanted to fill his stomach, and then think about how to survive after the iron rice bowl was gone.
…
"Xiao Lin, try it. These are sausages from our factory. Who in Xishi wouldn't say yes to them?"
In the canteen of the food factory, Director Wang looked at Lin Nianhe eagerly and pushed the plate full of sausages in front of her.
The sausages were cut into moderately thick slices and arranged neatly, enough for two large plates. Lin Nianhe also had a bowl of fragrant white rice and a bottle of soda in front of him.
It was a very high-level reception banquet.
Lin Nianhe asked for an empty bowl, used his unused chopsticks to put a piece of each sausage into the bowl, and then tasted it carefully.
She tasted carefully and ate slowly.
After a moment, she put down her chopsticks and nodded to Factory Director Wang: "It tastes very good, and salty sausages are easier to accept. The feasibility of promotion is still very high."
Director Wang's eyes were bright, he rubbed his hands and asked, "So can our food factory also go to the Spring Fair?"
Lin Nianhe chuckled and shook his head at him: "Don't worry, the key to whether the sausages from the food factory can be exported is not the Spring Fair, but packaging and preservation."
"ah?"
Director Wang was suddenly startled, and suddenly understood the reason for the uneasiness he had felt recently.
Lin Nianhe pointed to the plate in front of him: "I've been to the supply and marketing cooperative in the past few days to see that our sausages are sold directly after leaving the factory. You can't possibly use a steamer to send sausages to other countries, right? Even if the transportation method People admit that your sausage will go rancid within a week in summer, right?"
Director Wang's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.
He has been restless these days, always feeling that he has overlooked something important. He thought he was caused by the troubles caused by the Chen family siblings, and he felt something was wrong many times but didn't think much about it.
He slapped his forehead in frustration.
Alas...the carrot in front of me actually flew away...
"Don't worry, listen to me." Lin Nianhe smiled gently. "I have recently been designing a new type of machine. It is conservatively estimated that it can solve the packaging problem, and it is boldly estimated that it can realize industrial filling of sausages. If you are interested, you can check out this machine in this machine After it is produced, I can prompt Xishi Food Factory to be the first to purchase a production line."
Director Wang looked at Lin Nianhe and finally remembered what she had said to Director Sun at the door of the guest house.
She, she...she really didn't say a word of nonsense!
