Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 523 - 522: The Electric Fan is in Position

Chapter 523: Chapter 522: The Electric Fan is in Position

Chang Shihong thought that after explaining the cause and effect, his third uncle and Uncle Rong would definitely mobilize everyone to go and search for the missing person.

However, to his surprise, they only glanced back towards the east side for a while and then turned back around, resuming their listening to the speaker on stage as if nothing had happened.

Chang Shihong became anxious: "Third Uncle! Aren’t you going to search for her?"

Chang Jinzhong glanced at him impatiently and replied, "They are staying at the Sui City Hotel, they took the right bus."

"Ah?"

Chang Shihong was bewildered.

"Why is that?"

"Why do you have so many ’whys’? You planning on going to university or something?"

Chang Jinzhong couldn’t be bothered with his silly nephew and ignored him from then on.

Chang Shihong frowned and turned to look at his senior brother.

Seeing his pitiful state, his senior brother said after a moment of silence: "My junior sister is here on behalf of Lan County Textile Factory, and she is also from the Foreign Trade Department, so she’s not staying at the same guesthouse as us."

Speaking of which, the senior brother turned his head and also looked towards the back east side for a while. After seeing Lin Nianhe, he turned back and said: "There, my junior sister is sitting over there."

Chang Shihong turned back and finally spotted Lin Nianhe with glasses in the crowd.

He finally let out a sigh of relief, leaned back against the chair exhaustedly, and murmured, "Scared me to death, I really thought she was lost."

The senior brother didn’t find his worry unusual at all.

Chang Shihong, ah, the most enthusiastic person at Beijing Machinery Factory, he would even spend half a day helping the gatekeeper find a lost cigarette, let alone Lin Nianhe, a living person.

No one took this episode to heart, and Lin Nianhe herself was completely unaware. She had slept contentedly and at the instant when the word "dismissed" was uttered on stage, she opened her eyes.

"Huh? It’s over? Shall we go to eat?" Wen Lan also woke up, removing her glasses and rubbing her eyes.

Wang Shumei yawned, too dazed to speak.

Just as Wong Xiao was about to raise his hand to wake them up, he looked left and right, then silently retracted his hand.

Lin Nianhe braced herself on the table, discreetly stretched after taking off her glasses, and asked Wong Xiao: "Uncle Wong, shall we go back?"

Wong Xiao glanced at the three girls and said with a leader’s air, "What’s the hurry? The plenary session has ended, but don’t we still need to hold our own small meeting?"

The three young ladies were all stunned.

Wong Xiao, as a leader, was all too familiar with the procedures of meetings.

After the plenary meeting, wasn’t it time to strike while the iron is hot and hold a small meeting?

Sure enough, just after he finished speaking, the person in charge of the textile delegation stood up, clapped his hands, and addressed everyone: "Everyone, please wait a moment, I have something to say."

Lin Nianhe: "..." She had removed her glasses too early.

Fortunately, it was almost mealtime, and the leader’s speech was much simplified –

Firstly, he approved of the new ideas for arranging the exhibition booth, and he did not order the removal of the "coral tree";

Secondly, he praised everyone’s attitude of innovation and progress;

Lastly, he reiterated the main points of the earlier meeting content and emphasized the issue of discipline repeatedly.

When this leader announced the end, various factories began their respective small meetings.

Wong Xiao looked at the three of them and suggested, "Shall we also have a meeting?"

Lin Nianhe glanced at the time, then looked sincerely at Wong Xiao: "Uncle Wong, although we don’t mind continuing the meeting, it is important to remind you that Niuwa is still in the room, and if we don’t go back soon, the child will start to cry from hunger."

Wong Xiao looked around, all the factories were holding their small meetings, and no one had left.

He touched his nose, feeling somewhat uneasy, and said, "But everyone hasn’t left yet."

"There will always be one factory who is the first to leave, so why can’t that factory be us?" Lin Nianhe spread her hands.

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Wang Shumei immediately chimed in: "Right, we have to fight for first place!"

Wong Xiao: "..." There’s really no need to fight for this ’first place’ though!

Lin Nianhe said with a smile: "Uncle Wong, we should dare to take the lead... Besides, we’ve got everything ready, what else is there to discuss? It’s not that we’re not serious, it’s just that we have a sure win in our hands!"

Wong Xiao pursed his lips.

He was a bit uneasy being the first to leave.

But thinking back to how pitifully sleepy those three girls were earlier, barely able to keep their eyes open...

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and stood up: "Let’s go, we’re heading back!"

His resigned determination showed that Uncle Wong summoned all the courage he had in his life.

Lin Nianhe and the other two immediately followed suit, standing tall and following Wong Xiao’s brisk steps as they left.

Wong Xiao stopped at the door, and Lin Nianhe almost bumped into his back.

"Uncle Wong, what’s wrong?"

"Ahem, nothing, I just wanted to see if the others had left..."

"Stop looking, a true warrior never turns back to look at the past."

"But..."

"I think I heard Niuwa crying."

"Go, go, go, let’s hurry!"

That night, many people were sleepless.

Some were confirming work details over and over, some were testing machines overnight, some were embroidering letters on fabric samples, others were shuttling back and forth to solve various problems.

Everyone was going all out for the same goal.

The next day, Lin Nianhe left the Sui City Hotel as usual after showing her headpiece during breakfast time.

She first went to the Cooperative Society but, unsurprisingly, there were no electric fans in stock.

However, she found out the address for the Electric Fan Factory’s residential area and took a bus straight to the location.

Buying a fan was impossible since she had no coupons and there was no stock even if she had them.

The simplest solution was—

"Granny, I’m from the Foreign Trade Department, this is my ID. Could I rent the electric fan from your house for a month? I’ll pay for it, leave a deposit, and we can even get it notarized at the community center."

Granny’s eyes were exceptionally bright as she held out her palm: "50 cents a day! The deposit has to be 200 bucks! If you damage my fan, I won’t refund the money!"

"Deal!"

Lin Nianhe quickly found two grannies who had almost brand-new electric fans at home. She took them to the community center where they wrote out rental agreements. She handed each of them 15 bucks as the rental fee and a deposit of 200 bucks, swiftly and neatly settling the matter.

She carried the two electric fans back to the Spring Trade Fair venue, placed one at their booth, and then carried the other one to her master.

"Master, I’ve borrowed two electric fans, this one’s for your use." Lin Nianhe set down the fan, panting heavily from the exertion.

The electric fans of the time were made of solid materials and were extremely heavy. She trembled slightly from carrying it over such a distance.

People nearby stared at her, dumbfounded.

Electric fans! Those were even rarer than bicycles. Could they really be borrowed so casually?

Rong Zhiguo suspected that Lin Nianhe had bought them, but seeing some signs of use, they clearly weren’t new.

He furrowed his brow and asked: "Where did you borrow these from?"

Lin Nianhe couldn’t dare to mention money to him and immediately said: "From a granny who’s the relative of a neighbor’s comrade’s second cousin’s in-law! All very close relatives, so rest assured in using it!"

Rong Zhiguo: "..."