Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 494 - 493: When I Handle Things, You... Shouldn’t Be Entirely Assured

Chapter 494: Chapter 493: When I Handle Things, You... Shouldn’t Be Entirely Assured

Factory Director Wang suddenly spit out water and wiped his mouth, upset, glaring at Factory Director Sun, "What kind of talk is that? My daughter isn’t that bad, is she?"

Factory Director Sun gave a smirk that couldn’t quite hide his sarcasm, "Your daughter isn’t bad, but you, on the other hand, are another story."

Factory Director Wang: "...?"

Factory Director Sun, holding his teacup, stood up leisurely walking around, he said, "A Lieutenant Colonel in his twenties is more troublesome than a Major General in his sixties, do you get what I mean?"

"Uh..."

Factory Director Sun walked over to Factory Director Wang, putting his hand on his shoulder with a little squeeze, "An eighteen-year-old special investigator from the Foreign Trade Department... Old Wang, I won’t even ask if you know which way the Foreign Trade Department’s door faces; I just want to know, have you ever met a foreigner?"

Factory Director Wang: "..."

He had been so overwhelmed recently that he hadn’t even thought about it!

"Stop blaming your daughter when you can’t handle things yourself," Factory Director Sun said, returning to his Maitreya Buddha-esque smile as he leaned on the table, telling him, "But this time, your factory really hit the jackpot. Who knows, you might even make it into the Spring Trade Fair."

"It’s not that simple..."

Factory Director Wang gave a bitter smile, recounting his earlier conversation with Lin Nianhe to Factory Director Sun.

After listening carefully, Factory Director Sun couldn’t understand his fuss, "This is your big break!"

"A big break?" Factory Director Wang still looked distressed, "We still don’t know the cost of that production line. I’m guessing, isn’t it going to be around one or two hundred thousand? How can I come up with that money..."

Saying this, he cast a pitiful glance at Factory Director Sun, resembling a poor relative who is too embarrassed to openly ask for a loan.

Factory Director Sun: "If you want to borrow money, just say it."

Factory Director Wang: "Yes, I want to borrow money."

"You’re really not shy, are you!"

Factory Director Sun gritted his teeth annoyingly, rolling his eyes at him.

Factory Director Wang, clearing his gloomy expression, chuckled, "Old Sun, bro! Look, this matter..."

"Forget it, I’m a Sun and you’re a Wang. We’re not that close."

"What are you talking about? We’re all from Xi City, aren’t we! Just give your brother a hand here. I’ll dig into my own pocket every year and send you two kilos of sausages!"

"Oh, I’m really grateful!"

Factory Director Sun couldn’t help but laugh from his exasperation.

Two kilograms of sausages?

Did he look like he lacked meat?

"Hey hey, you think that’s too little? How about three kilograms?"

"Get lost!"

"Three and a half kilograms?"

"..."

"Three kilograms six ounces!"

"..."

...

The group of four who embarked on the trip turned into six by the time they returned, erasing any worries they had.

They were many, carrying all the luggage of Wang Shumei and Wang Xiaoxiao on their backs.

This was Wang Xiaoxiao’s first time on a train; her previous trip to Ten Miles Team was in Qian Guozhu’s truck. The young girl looked curious yet didn’t dare to run around, just sticking to the train window, softly marveled, "The train is so stable and comfortable, it would be a blessing to travel by train every time we go out!"

Lin Nianhe, who looked utterly crestfallen, heard this and fell silent.

Wang Shumei hugged Wang Xiaoxiao, continuously protecting her arm with her hand, frightened of bumping her again. She asked Lin Nianhe, "Nianhe, did you tell the team leader that Xiaoxiao is coming?"

Lin Nianhe gave her a reassuring look, "Don’t worry about my tasks."

"What about Xiaoxiao’s schooling?"

"Don’t worry about my tasks."

"And how do we get back after we get off the train?"

"I handle things... oh no, I was so caught up discussing the production line’s bearing data on the phone with Brother Yuncheng last night, I forgot to tell him we’re coming back today!"

Humans aren’t machines; they’re bound to have slip-ups sometimes—this is called a slight oversight.

Nianhe was so shrewd in her reasoning.

Her reasoning was accepted, but it didn’t stop them from still sending her to the police station to borrow a car from Su Yuncheng.

After all, people should be responsible for their own mistakes and not ignore the current errors because of past merits.

Others reasoned just as shrewdly.

She didn’t want to accept their reasoning, but since she was outnumbered, she could only mutter about eternal friendship while cheerfully running to find Su Yuncheng.

"Uncle Liu! Long time no see, did you miss me?" Nianhe greeted Uncle Liu familiarly, stuffing a pack of sausages through the window, "I brought these especially from Xi City for you, their local specialty sausages, try them."

Uncle Liu didn’t look at the sausages but kept his eyes on her, "Girl, did you encounter any trouble on your trip?"

Nianhe had left him her cousin’s phone number that day, and he had specifically called to alert his nephew to be vigilant, to help Nianhe whenever she sought him out.

But his nephew had called him yesterday specifically stating that no one asked him for a favor.

This puzzled Uncle Liu.

"No trouble at all, just went to pick up my friend and her sister. I’m not someone who stirs up trouble, what could possibly go wrong?"

Nianhe smiled sweetly.

Uncle Liu hesitated then nodded. Although he couldn’t understand how merely picking someone up could take so long, if the young girl didn’t want to talk about it, he decided to let it be.

He stuck his head out, calling out for Su Yuncheng.

Soon, Su Yuncheng rushed out.

He had been awaiting Uncle Liu’s call, and upon hearing it, he immediately dropped his teacup and ran outside.

The few days in Hei Province had begun to warm up; no more snow fell, and the sun shone brightly each day, melting the snow that had accumulated over the winter.

Yuncheng came out hurriedly, not even buttoned up his military coat, his eyes lit up when he saw Nianhe, and he smiled.

"Nianhe."

His smile lingered, inspecting her from head to toe, relieved to see her rosy complexion and energetic spirit.

Although Nianhe called him daily to check in, he couldn’t rest easy without seeing for himself that she was alright.

"Why didn’t you tell me you were coming back today?" Su Yuncheng asked gently, adjusting her collar for her.

Nianhe confessed honestly, "I forgot... I just lose my mind when I hear your voice, can’t remember anything."

Su Yuncheng: "...!"

Such words had a huge impact on Major Su, enough to instantly destroy all his rationality, making him completely forget how she went on and on last night from Newton’s First Law to mechanical structures.

How could she be wrong? It was his own fault for not asking her when she would return!

Seeing Yuncheng’s increasingly guilty look, Nianhe quickly said, "It’s good that you’ve been waiting at the police station for me, Brother Yuncheng, you’re the best! I will definitely remember to tell you my schedule from now on."

Yuncheng’s eyes were tender, "Wait a moment, I’ll go get the car."

"Okay."

Yuncheng fetched a bicycle and also borrowed a flatbed cart.

They went to pick up a few people waiting at the train station, secured their luggage, and started their journey home.

Along the way, Sun Guanghui and Sie Yufei took turns riding the bicycle, pulling the flatbed cart, with Wang Xiaoxiao sitting in the back seat, Wen Lan and Wang Shumei following behind the cart to make sure no luggage fell off unnoticed, while Su Yuncheng and Lin Nianhe walked at the very back.

Nianhe’s mouth moved swiftly, sharing everything about Xi City with Yuncheng.

Yuncheng, with a smile, listened intently to every word she said.

As they talked, the topic somehow shifted to mechanical principles.

Up ahead, Wen Lan after listening for a while, looked hopelessly at Wang Shumei, "Meizi, what are they talking about? Do you understand?"

Wang Shumei blinked, answered with a question instead, "Can’t you understand?"

Wen Lan: "..."

She looked at Wang Shumei, then turned to look at Lin Nianhe.

She suddenly felt like she had no common language with them.

This feeling made Wen Lan unexpectedly anxious; she clenched her fist, declaring resolutely, "No, I’ll go back and study from books! I can’t let you two leave me behind!"

Wang Shumei smiled reassuringly, about to encourage Wen Lan further, but then she heard her continue—

"I’m going to be a writer!"

Wang Shumei’s smile froze at her lips.