When Lin Nianhe and others returned to their room, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.
Lin Nianhe opened the door and went straight to the bed, lying on his back.
"Sister Hehe, please drink some water." Niu Wa poured a glass of water for Lin Nianhe.
"Thank you." Lin Nianhe's voice was lazier. She rubbed Niu Wa's little face, took a long drink from the water glass, and said, "You did a great job just now."
"hey-hey……"
Niu Wa burst into laughter and ran to pour water for Wang Shumei and Wen Lan.
The two of them did not go back to their rooms, but sat on the other bed, leaning against each other tiredly, neither of them wanting to move.
As soon as a few people finished drinking water, Wang Xiao's voice came from the door: "Girl? Are you back?"
Wang Shumei stuck her head out, but didn't see Wang Xiao.
She was about to pull Lin Nianhe up, but Lin Nianhe sat up on his own.
She straightened her skirts and saw that Wang Shumei and Wen Lan were also neatly dressed. Then she said, "Uncle Wang, come in, we are all here."
Wang Xiao then walked out from behind the door. He was still standing by the door and said somewhat uncomfortably: "What, how about you come into Niuwa and I's room?"
As an old man, it would be inappropriate for him to enter a little girl's house, especially outside.
"Uncle Wang, if you don't have the strength to leave, just come in." Lin Nianhe replied weakly.
Before leaving, Wang Xiao was chased by Wang Hong and muttered for a long time. The main muttered content was-Lin Nianhe's health was very bad. Others would be fine if they had a cold and a fever and took a pill, but she could faint directly and had to be hospitalized.
Now when he heard Lin Nianhe's weak voice, Wang Xiao suddenly became anxious. He rushed in and spoke much faster: "Xiao Lin, what's wrong with you? Do you have a fever? Or are you tired? Just stay still, uncle. Find a doctor for you!"
"Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang," Lin Nianhe grabbed the corner of his clothes, "I'm fine. I just talked too much in the afternoon and my throat hurts." She said and took another sip of water.
"Is everything okay?" Wang Xiao stopped, but still didn't dare to relax.
"Really." Lin Nianhe nodded affirmatively.
It had been a long time since she had socialized like this. Before, she would have been in high spirits even after a week of socializing.
"Sit down and let me tell you about today's harvest." Lin Nianhe said and was about to get a stool for Wang Xiao.
"Hey, you all rest, I'll do it myself."
Wang Xiao's face felt a little hot.
The girls had been busy all afternoon, but he slept very soundly. This was really...
Lin Nianhe saw what he was thinking and smiled without revealing it. He just said: "Uncle Wang, I will have to keep you in the room tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Of course, you can walk around this floor, as long as you don't get caught. As long as foreign businessmen see it, just ask the restaurant to deliver three meals to your room."
"No problem!" Wang Xiao agreed and then asked, "What else can I do?"
"You still have to arrange production with the director of the design factory," Lin Nianhe said. "Today in the restaurant, there are two people who will be big customers - one is Shen Hongzun of the Shen family in Xiangjiang, and the other is Nishi from Milan. She started her business in retail, and Nishi’s family owns the largest trading company in Milan.”
Lin Nianhe has been scheming with those shopping mall veterans since she was a teenager. She can figure out who her target customers are in just a few words.
The two people have similar family backgrounds, but their personalities are very different. Shen Hongzun was gentle and polite on the surface, but he was an impulsive master on the inside. When Lin Nianhe dug a hole, he jumped in anxiously. Nishi was not quick-witted and quick-talking on the surface, but in reality she was considerate in everything. Lin Nianhe chatted with her all afternoon and didn't get much out of it. A useful sentence.
But these are all minor problems. Lin Nianhe has seen too many people who are more difficult than them.
Wang Xiao took his work notes and took them down carefully, then asked: "How much goods should be prepared?"
Lin Nianhe: "The production is full. You can discuss the specific distribution with Uncle Ji."
"okay!"
Wang Xiao's hands were shaking a little, and Lin Nianhe's confidence gave him great confidence.
"What else?" Wang Xiao wrote it down and asked again.
"Not yet," Lin Nianhe said, "but in addition to cooperating with our publicity, you are also responsible for production issues, and communication with other factories also depends on you. If there is anything you can't handle, you must tell us. .”
Wang Xiao waved his hands repeatedly: "I didn't do anything all day, I just tired you girls."
He felt like he was just a decoration here. Niu Wa could still say a few words to those foreign businessmen, but he could only act like a coward with a straight face.
"Uncle Wang, your presence here is our confidence," Lin Nianhe comforted, "Without you supporting us, no one would believe us even if we make ridiculous claims. You have such a unique temperament that others really can't do it with you. This job.”
Wang Xiao's eyes lit up a little: "What unique temperament do I have?"
"Your white hair is very unique. How can an average person in their forties grow such white hair?"
Wang Xiao: "..."
After a brief meeting, several other people left one after another.
Lin Nianhe lay on the bed, closing his eyes and reviewing the afternoon conversation in his mind. After making sure that there were no mistakes or omissions, he got up and took a shower.
The hot water took away the pain and fatigue. After Lin Nianhe took out the ice Coke from the space and took a sip, he felt that he was finally alive again.
Wearing her pajamas, she took out the clothes she would wear tomorrow and the matching headdress. She was just about to write down the key points of today's work when there was a knock on the door.
"Nianhe, are you asleep?"
It was Mother Lin's voice.
"Nope."
Lin Nianhe quickly put down his pen and opened the door.
Mother Lin stood outside the door with a slightly tired smile. She carried two lunch boxes and asked her, "Have you eaten yet?"
"You've eaten. Mom, haven't you eaten yet?" Lin Nianhe turned to let Mother Lin in. After closing the door, he asked, "Are you done today?"
"There is a meeting to be held in twenty minutes. Let me have some food first." Mother Lin said, sitting down on the sofa by the window, and while opening the lunch box, she asked Lin Nianhe, "Is the journey going smoothly? I have been I was busy and couldn’t pick you up.”
"It went very well, nothing happened, and Uncle Huang went to pick us up, don't worry." Lin Nianhe stood behind Mother Lin and rubbed her stiff shoulders, "I saw Dad when the train passed through the capital. Yes, he emphasized many times that I must tell you not to work too late and not to skip meals."
Mother Lin ate her meal, laughed and said, "I'm just eating."
"It's almost ten o'clock," Lin Nianhe said, "Besides, did you have lunch or dinner? It can't be breakfast, right?"
Mother Lin smiled and didn't answer.
What she had was really lunch.
I'm so busy today that I really don't have time to eat.
When Lin Nianhe saw that she didn't speak, she knew she had guessed correctly. She took out the beef tongue cake specially brought by Comrade Lao Lin and put it on the table: "Dad brought it to you. He said, don't go hungry even if you don't have time to eat."
"Your dad is always worried."
Mother Lin said disgusting words, but the corners of her mouth kept raising high.
Mother Lin finished her meal in ten minutes. She put down her chopsticks and asked Lin Nianhe: "I heard that you had afternoon tea with foreign businessmen this afternoon? What happened?"
