Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 530 - 529: Lan Five Million County

Chapter 530: Chapter 529: Lan Five Million County

Lin Nianhe had been sitting at the booth all morning without seeing Nishi show up, and had already guessed her intentions pretty accurately.

Wang Shumei looked at her with some worry: "Nianhe, what exactly does Nishi mean by this?"

"She’s just trying to string me along," Lin Nianhe said nonchalantly, sipping her tea.

"So, we can only wait?" Wang Shumei frowned. "What if she suddenly doesn’t want it..."

"She never clearly said she wanted it in the first place," Lin Nianhe corrected. "So, it makes sense if she doesn’t show up."

Wang Shumei’s brow furrowed even more as she pursed her lips, looking at her comfortingly: "Don’t take it too hard, we’re not just counting on her."

Wong Xiao, holding a newspaper, revealed his eyes and said, "Exactly, don’t worry, the deal with the Shen Family alone has far exceeded our expectations, and we’re just getting started. It’s also good to go at a steady pace."

After a pause, Wong Xiao added, "I’ve already spoken to Old Ji. When we get back, I’ll give you all bonuses." He held up three fingers, "Three hundred for each person."

The three girls all stared in disbelief at Wong Xiao.

Has the sun risen from the west? Uncle Wong is being so generous!

"Uncle Wong, you’re going to move the whole Huaxia with this," Lin Nianhe exclaimed sincerely. "I was just considering how to convince you to treat us to an ice cream."

"Hey, it’s just ice cream. I’ll go buy it for you right now!"

Wong Xiao briskly put down the newspaper and strode out of the booth, not giving them a chance to insist he stay.

Wong Xiao didn’t just buy them cream ice creams, he also got four bottles of soda.

There were some for all three girls and Niuwa. As for himself—well, he wasn’t hot or thirsty.

"Uncle Wong, you have the first bite." Niuwa held up an ice cream towards Wong Xiao’s mouth.

"Hey, hey, I won’t have it, you eat it yourself." Wong Xiao’s heart melted, his eyes disappearing into his smile.

He refused one, but the other three ice creams were also proffered in front of him: "Uncle Wong, you have the first bite."

"Ah, ah, everyone eat your own. I’m too old for cold treats," Wong Xiao said affectionately, beaming at the sight of the kids eating their ice cream. He couldn’t help but share his experience of buying the ice creams, "I only knew about saltwater popsicles and red bean ice bars before; this is my first time seeing cream ones... I reckon the ice cream factories in the city must have cream ones too, right? When we get back, I’ll have Old Ji treat all the kids in the county to cream ice creams."

Deciding on behalf of Factory Director Ji, Wong Xiao felt neither mental nor financial pressure.

Lin Nianhe reminded him, "Didn’t you just pass by a phone, why not give Uncle Ji a call on your way?"

"Oh no, I forgot! I have to hurry!"

Wong Xiao slapped his forehead, just having sat down, he ran off again.

Lin Nianhe said, "Can you bring back lunch on your way?"

Wong Xiao didn’t hear her; he was already too far away.

"I feel Uncle Wong looks ten years younger after getting the contract," said Wen Lan.

"Not only that, I feel like his hair has gotten darker too."

Wong Xiao didn’t notice any change in his hair, but he definitely felt a spring in his step.

He dashed to the phone booth, and without hesitation, dialed the textile factory’s number.

Factory Director Ji also knew it was the first day of the Spring Trade Fair and had arrived at the factory early, sitting next to the phone waiting.

Although he didn’t think the call with good news would come so soon, he couldn’t help but wait.

"Ding-a-ling—"

As soon as the phone rang, Factory Director Ji picked up immediately: "Hello, is that Wong Xiao?"

"It’s me, it’s me!" Wong Xiao got briefly excited, then immediately took on the calm demeanor of a leader, cleared his throat and said, "Old Ji, let me tell you, we signed a contract this morning worth 5,286,852.8, the deposit will be wired to you within three days, so get production arranged right away."

Factory Director Ji: "..."

Factory Director Ji: "...!"

Wong Xiao knew Old Ji was too shocked to respond just from not hearing him answer, and felt secretly pleased, but still maintained an official tone: "I’ll send you the specifics of the styles and quantities by telegram. Numbers 018, 029, and 058 have the highest amounts, all at five thousand each, start with these."

Factory Director Ji: "..."

Factory Director Ji: "...!"

"If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up. Busy over here!"

"Hey hey hey! Wait a moment! Just wait a moment!"

Factory Director Ji finally found his voice again.

"Tsks, then speak quickly."

Wong Xiao’s chin lifted proudly.

Not just because of Old Ji’s reaction, but also because of the admiring looks from the people next to him.

He’s no longer the inconspicuous little county head of the past, now he’s the Lan County head who achieved a transaction volume of 5,286,852.8 within two hours at the Spring Trade Fair!

Lan County is no longer the timid little county town it used to be, from now on please refer to it as Lan Five Million County!

On the other end of the phone, Factory Director Ji’s voice trembled: "Lead-Leader, a-are you pulling my leg? Are you confused from sleep?"

Wong Xiao disdainfully snorted: "Like I have nothing better to do than to make prank calls!"

"Th-That five million, i-is i-it for real?"

"Nonsense! Of course it’s real!"

"Wow—"

There was a clattering noise that reached Wong Xiao’s ears.

He knew without thinking that their unreliable Factory Director had started jumping around again.

Wong Xiao felt a bit distressed over the cost of the phone call. With that money, wouldn’t it be better to buy ice cream for those little bastards inside rather than listen to that monkey’s cackling joy?

Wong Xiao curled his lips and hung up the phone.

He walked towards the post office under the gaze of admiring eyes, and slapped the purchase order on the counter with great bravado: "Send a telegram, the fastest one! Money is not an issue!"

On the other end of the phone, Factory Director Ji continued jumping until his feet were numb before he calmed down, only to pick up the phone to hear a busy signal.

Clearly, their leader wasn’t bothering with him anymore, concerned over the phone bill.

"Cough cough..."

Factory Director Ji wiped his red face, tremblingly took up a pen, and wrote down the three product codes that Wong Xiao had mentioned.

He had wanted to generously give the whole sheet of paper to his secretary and have it taken to the production workshops, but looking at the large empty space, he couldn’t help himself and only tore off the small piece with the writing on it.

"Cough cough, take these three product codes for production first, five thousand each," Factory Director Ji said to his secretary in a steady tone akin to a leader.

The secretary’s eyes lit up instantly: "Factory Director, did our factory secure a foreign trade order?"

Factory Director Ji turned his back, using it to conceal the grin that reached his ears: "Hmm, we did, a contract worth 5,286,852.8."

Secretary: "..."

Secretary: "...!"

Hearing the secretary’s panting breaths, Factory Director Ji’s smile widened. He cleared his throat and said, "The entire county is paying attention to the Spring Trade Fair. Go to the broadcasting station and let them broadcast this news to everyone... Hmm, and also make a trip to the commune, let them talk to the production teams. The villagers are all eagerly waiting as well."

Secretary: "..."

Secretary: "...!"

"What are you standing there for? Quick, go!"

"Fa-Factory Director, a-are you pulling my leg? Are you confused from sleep?"

"Like I have nothing better to do than to make prank calls to you!"

"Th-That five million, i-is i-it for real?"

"Nonsense! Of course it’s real!"