Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 419 - 418: She is so easy to bully...

Chapter 419: Chapter 418: She is so easy to bully...

Seeing Zhai Huayuan’s eyes brimming with confusion, Lin Nianhe directly pulled Su Yuncheng, who was standing aside, over: "A Public Security comrade can testify that I really bought it from the town’s Cooperative Society."

Zhai Huayuan looked eagerly at Su Yuncheng.

Su Yuncheng, staring at the two pale little hands holding his own, blanked out for a moment.

"Um..." Don’t do this with outsiders present!

"See! He said it’s true!"

Lin Nianhe interrupted Su Yuncheng just after hearing a nasal sound. She didn’t notice Su Yuncheng’s flushed ears, fully focused on confronting Zhai Huayuan.

"Director Zhai, are you also looking to buy Head Flowers?" Lin Nianhe asked.

"Ah? Oh, no, that’s not it..." Zhai Huayuan looked at Lin Nianhe, and somehow, his mouth loosened, and he ended up spilling the beans about the fiasco with the Head Flowers in the provincial city.

After he finished, he was dumbfounded. He wasn’t usually one to blabber—why couldn’t he control his mouth and ended up disclosing such an embarrassing matter?

Zhai Huayuan was annoyed, yet had no choice but to grit his teeth and brace himself for the mockery to come.

Lin Nianhe didn’t laugh.

She frowned slightly, her gloved hands covering her chest, her eyes full of admiration looking at Zhai Huayuan: "So you came specially to our Lan County on behalf of the ninetieth to solve the Head Flower supply issue? Your spirit of enduring hardships to meet the people’s demands, serving them with such dedication, it’s really moving!"

"You really are the best Cooperative Society director I’ve ever seen!"

Zhai Huayuan sprang up from the stool, looking at Lin Nianhe as if she were a long-lost close friend.

"Yes, indeed! If the masses have needs, as the Cooperative Society director, I must satisfy them no matter what! Some people misunderstand that I’m doing this to enhance my own reputation—I don’t care what they say! As an official, my only wish is to have a clear conscience!"

Zhai Huayuan dashed to Lin Nianhe in two or three steps, shaking her hand vigorously: "Comrade Xiao Lin, you understand me, right?"

Lin Nianhe now truly believed that Director Zhai was fine—look at that strength; he’s nearly shaking her apart!

She was shook until she became somewhat dazed, tears of physiological reaction brimming in her eyes.

In Zhai Huayuan’s view, wasn’t it that Comrade Xiao Lin was moved to tears by his actions?

Ah! If only the people in the provincial city could understand him like this, he could die with his eyes closed!

Wuwuwu...

Comrade Xiao Lin really is a good person, such a good person!

He hadn’t misjudged her!

Zhai Huayuan, caught up in his emotions, unconsciously tightened his grip.

Just as he was about to wax emotional for a few more sentences, a large hand suddenly pressed down on the back of his hand.

Su Yuncheng’s face was calm and cool, stopping Zhai Huayuan from continuing to shake Lin Nianhe.

He said, "Let go."

Only then did Zhai Huayuan realize he had been holding onto the lady’s hand and promptly let go with a red face, "Sorry, sorry..."

Lin Nianhe moved her sore right hand and laughed naively: "It’s alright, I can understand Director Zhai’s feelings—I too am thrilled to meet such a good leader!"

"Wuwu... Comrade Xiao Lin!"

"Director Zhai!"

Half an hour later, Zhai Huayuan left with high spirits, carrying the office phone number of the textile factory director that he acquired after asking Principal Wu, who asked her younger sister, who asked... making a full round of inquiries.

He stood with his back perfectly straight, looking nothing like someone who had just been kicked around.

But if he knew that Li Dahe’s phone book actually had the number of Factory Director Ji from the textile factory... would he still be so cheerful?

Lin Nianhe took off his gloves, smacked his lips at the red handprint on the back of his hand: "Old but vigorous."

Su Yuncheng frowned tightly: "Didn’t hit hard enough."

Those locals are still not professional. Is it that hard to render an arm useless with one kick?

His heart ached as he massaged Lin Nianhe’s hand, pondering that it was time to have Feng Wei teach the locals a few more tricks.

Li Dahe brought Zhai Huayuan back and immediately saw these two holding hands in the team headquarters, his eyes went wide: "Ahem ahem!"

Lin Nianhe turned to look at him, concerned: "Uncle Team Leader, got hit by the wind again?"

Li Dahe glared at her, tapping the table with his tobacco pipe pot: "You two, got glue on your paws? Let go!"

Lin Nianhe said "Oh," pulled her hand from Su Yuncheng’s palm, and held it up to Li Dahe to show the handprint: "Uncle Team Leader, look at this, I’ve been injured for our Lan County, right? You’ve got to get Uncle Wong to give me some compensation."

Li Dahe looked at the mark and his eyebrows immediately furrowed: "Such a fuss over..."

That’s what he said, but the old guy was still distressed. He cursed Zhai Huayuan in his heart, rummaged through the drawer for a long time, and found a dog-skin plaster from who knows when for Lin Nianhe: "Stick it on."

Lin Nianhe happily accepted it, pocketing Uncle Team Leader’s care: "Uncle Team Leader, you’ve recently organized the aunties and sisters of our village. The textile factory is about to recruit more workers for Head Flower production. Let’s learn ahead of time, so we can get up to speed faster."

Li Dahe realized today, after seeing Zhai Huayuan’s excitement, that Lin Nianhe hadn’t lied to him. He nodded: "Hmm, I’ll go tell Hongzi in a bit."

He wasn’t an accountant, but he could figure out that making Head Flowers would certainly earn more than pasting matchboxes.

"There’s another thing," said Lin Nianhe, "I suggested to Uncle Wong earlier that the official workers from the textile factory should serve as team leaders of the production groups. Look, our village has Aunt Wang and Aunt Zhao. If they can oversee and do quality control properly, I’ll mention it to Uncle Wong. Our team could form its own independent production group without having the textile factory send someone to manage us."

"That would indeed be ideal, mainly because our team really can’t spare the people."

"Exactly."

Li Dahe suddenly asked Lin Nianhe: "What about you?"

"Me?" Lin Nianhe was puzzled.

"Aren’t you going to be an official?" Li Dahe asked again.

Working in the team’s side business wouldn’t interfere with her returning to the city.

Lin Nianhe laughed: "Forget about it, I manage to get injured just from shaking hands, and I’m not cut out for these jobs either."

"You just need to be able to tell good from bad," Li Dahe still wanted to arrange a position for Lin Nianhe – it would look better on her record.

"Uncle Team Leader," Lin Nianhe continued to shake her head, "think about it, everyone in the team is my granny, aunt, sister-in-law, sister. How can I manage them? Being too gentle doesn’t work, being harsh... I’m not the kind of person who speaks harshly, I’m too easy to bully..."

Li Dahe: "Get lost!"

"Right away!"

Lin Nianhe laughed and got up, tying her scarf as she spoke: "I’m still more suited to be the king of the kids. I want to dedicate my life to the cause of education."

Li Dahe rolled his eyes at her receding figure: "As long as you don’t lead all the village brats astray, I’d be grateful!"

Lin Nianhe pretended not to hear, swinging her arms as she walked out.

Selective deafness is a wonderful "illness" – once acquired, happiness skyrockets.

As she laughed heartily, Zhai Huayuan alone in the midst of the falling snow was about to step into another big pit.

Still smiling, filled with anticipation, excitement, and eagerness, he jumped right into the pit.