Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 322 - 321: The Art of Language

Chapter 322: Chapter 321: The Art of Language

Nianhe Lin really couldn’t fathom what Yuncheng Su had conjured up in his mind, so she quickly said, "No, no, of course it’s not your fault. You have legitimate business to attend to. Plus, Uncle Team Leader was the one in a hurry; otherwise, I could have discussed it with you earlier."

Yuncheng Su did not reply; he just felt that the young girl was overly considerate and sensible.

He asked, "Have you finished your business? When will you be back?"

He had urgent matters lately and couldn’t leave Lan County to pick her up in the provincial city, but he could arrange a comfortable sleeper ticket for her and pick her up at the station.

"It’s almost done; I’m waiting for Factory Director Tian to get back to me tomorrow before it’s completely settled. I’ll return in at most three days," said Nianhe Lin. "Don’t worry about me; I’m just running errands, nothing difficult."

"Alright, don’t worry about the train ticket; I’ll handle that. Just let me know when you’ve settled on a return time," Su Yuncheng said, "Do you still remember the office phone number for Brigade Commander Sun? If you run into any trouble, you can reach out to him."

"I remember, don’t worry. I’m still staying at the railway guesthouse, and the comrades here remember me and take very good care of me," Nianhe Lin said cheerfully. "By the way, I have some free time tomorrow morning and plan to visit Uncle Sun. Is there anything you’d like me to pass on to him?"

Yuncheng Su, thinking that she might need Sun Bo’s help with something, said, "Brigade Commander Sun enjoys drinking; bring him two bottles of liquor on my behalf."

"Got it," Nianhe Lin’s heart warmed, but noticing a nearby waiter, she could only say, "Brother Yuncheng, I borrowed the phone from the guesthouse, so I can’t talk much longer. You work hard too, but don’t forget to rest and eat well."

"Okay, take care of yourself."

"Mmm, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Yuncheng Su reproached himself for three minutes, then dialed Sun Bo’s office phone.

"Hello, this is Sun Bo."

"Brigade Commander Sun, I’m Yuncheng Su."

"Ah? What’s up? What made you call me? Is something the matter?"

"Nianhe is in the provincial city and plans to visit you tomorrow morning."

"Ah, that girl is so thoughtful! Small details always matter to the young ladies..."

"She went with two Educated youths to handle some matters for the production team. I have assignments here and can’t leave, so I’d appreciate it if you could look after her."

"Of course, I’ve got it covered. You don’t need to worry."

Sun Bo’s care was quite direct; the next day, as soon as Nianhe Lin stepped out, she saw the familiar jeep and the driver, Brother Zhang.

"Comrade Xiao Lin," Brother Zhang greeted her with a smile, "Brigade Commander Sun has a meeting this morning, so he asked me to come pick you up."

"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Zhang," said Nianhe Lin, handing him a small bag she was carrying, smiling, "This is a little local product I brought for you, not worth much, just a token of my appreciation. You helped me a lot during my last visit to the provincial city, and I’ve felt bad about it ever since."

Brother Zhang, flattered, awkwardly accepted the bag of inexpensive local products. He glanced at it casually and was stunned—

A bottle of Maotai Liquor.

How could he not know that the local product from Ten Miles Team was Maotai!

This bottle of Maotai was indeed what Nianhe Lin had prepared in advance for Brother Zhang.

Having been a wealthy second generation in her previous life, she had plenty of interactions with influential people. She knew all too well the adage, "It’s easier to meet King Yan than to deal with his little ghosts." Especially the leaders’ drivers—they were the closest to the leaders. Sometimes, a word from the driver could be more effective than others bickering for ages.

When it comes to social etiquette, you need to give and take; if you only take without giving, even the closest relationships will fall apart.

Watching Brother Zhang’s shocked expression, Nianhe Lin smiled subtly and said, "I hope you don’t find it too trifling, Brother Zhang."

Brother Zhang opened his mouth, wanting to give it back, but catching sight of the waiter by the door, he decided to accept what was ostensibly a token local product.

Can’t pay it back! Otherwise, people will guess there’s something unusual about it.

He thought about it and decided to wait until they got to the place, then sneakily return the thing to Lin Nianhe when no one was around.

But standing in front of the entrance to the building where Sun Bo’s office was located, Brother Zhang belatedly realized that he had chosen the worst possible location.

It was during working hours and there was no telling how many people were coming and going.

All he could do was turn back to Lin Nianhe and say, "Comrade Xiao Lin, this liquor..."

"Brother Zhang, which floor is Uncle Sun’s office on? Can I go up by myself?" Lin Nianhe interrupted him.

Brother Zhang pivoted on her question: "Brigade Commander Sun’s office is on the fourth floor; this place is strictly managed, I’ll take you up."

"Okay, thanks for the trouble."

It wasn’t until Brother Zhang had taken Lin Nianhe to Sun Bo’s office that he realized — he seemed to have wanted to tell Lin Nianhe that the liquor was too valuable and he could not accept it.

Looking at the closed door, he decided to talk about this when he sent Lin Nianhe back later.

In the office, Lin Nianhe cheerfully placed the bag containing four bottles of Maotai Liquor on Sun Bo’s desk: "Uncle Sun, Brother Yuncheng heard I was coming to see you and specifically asked me to bring two bottles of liquor for him, and since I don’t know what you like, I bought another two bottles myself. Just don’t overindulge, heh."

Sun Bo: "...?"

That little rascal Su Yuncheng actually knew to send him liquor?

He glanced out of the window.

The sun was actually rising in the east.

Sun Bo was stunned for a while before saying to Lin Nianhe: "Why are you doing all this, girl? Why be so formal with me?"

His tone was normal, but his heart skipped a beat.

Yesterday, Su Yuncheng asked him to look after Lin Nianhe, saying she was in the provincial city for business. Could it be that this girl had come to him for a favor?

It must be so, or else Su Yuncheng wouldn’t possibly send him a gift.

A gift of four bottles of liquor... These two little rabbits aren’t planning to borrow his car for a year and a half, are they?

"Hehe," Lin Nianhe stood up straight, saying, "I came to apologize, of course, I should bring something as an apology gift, right?"

Sun Bo was even more puzzled: "Apologize? What did you do?"

An apology gift of four bottles of liquor, did she poke a hole in the sky?

Lin Nianhe blinked her eyes, looking distressed: "Uncle Sun, I came to the provincial city this time to help the villagers find some temp work to supplement our household income. Yesterday, when I was discussing this with Factory Director Tian from the match factory, he was interested in making Ten Miles Team a trial site for a branch factory, where they would send semi-finished products to us for the villagers to finish processing into final products to be delivered to the nearby Cooperative Society."

"In winter, transporting matches here is very difficult, so doing this would greatly reduce the transportation pressure and costs. Besides, starting with a trial in one production brigade keeps the costs low and won’t affect the match factory’s development."

Lin Nianhe swore, every word she said was true.

She just omitted the nonsense that this suggestion was only made after she had brought it up and then Factory Director Tian "became interested."

Sun Bo listened attentively, nodding his head, and even agreed: "Indeed, not bad, Old Tian is quite thoughtful."

"Yeah, I also think Factory Director Tian is amazing, so I assured him I would definitely communicate with our Team Leader and actively cooperate with the factory’s plans for development, but..."

Lin Nianhe twisted her fingers, glancing at Sun Bo timidly, as if she had made some colossal mistake.

Sun Bo, softened by her look, asked with a tenderness reserved only for his wife and daughter: "What’s wrong? What happened? Tell me, I’ll do my best to help you."

"It’s not exactly a problem, it’s just that we enjoyed our chat so much that I carelessly mentioned that I wanted to visit you today... Uncle Sun, by saying that, I hope I haven’t caused you any trouble?"