Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 532 - 531: The Never-Going-Broke Aura

Chapter 532: Chapter 531: The Never-Going-Broke Aura

To Lin Nianhe, the moral compass of a partner is more important than the size of the benefits involved.

It’s shocking how often partners with conflicting values end up becoming enemies, and this isn’t limited to business partnerships.

Compared to collaborating with a wealthy but contemptuous partner, Lin Nianhe would rather work with a partner of modest means who can interact on equal terms.

Especially since Nishi’s words had directly hit Lin Nianhe’s sore spot.

Huaxia people don’t understand business? There was Zi Gong and Fan Li in ancient times, the powerful Four Great Business Gangs later, and even later, the grandmothers of Huaxia defeating Wall Street tycoons with their magnificent posture. When Bai Gui, the ancestor of commerce, proposed the business philosophy of "I take where people discard, I give where people take," Milan didn’t even exist, let alone the Roman Empire.

Lin Nianhe stood with hands on hips for five minutes, and still couldn’t fathom how Nishi had the audacity to say such a thing.

In the end, she could only dismiss this wild statement as—

"Tsk, youth."

Wen Lan looked baffled: "Is there anyone here younger than you, except for Niuwa?"

Lin Nianhe: "...?"

Huh? If Sister Lan hadn’t mentioned it, she wouldn’t have noticed. Turns out she’s still so young?

This is really...the hero emerging from the youth!

Quietly praising herself in her heart, Lin Nianhe turned around, sat down, and said to Wang Shumei, "I’ll go out for a bit. If any foreign merchants come, I’ll leave them in your hands."

Wang Shumei was a bit nervous: "Me? Can I handle it?"

She was just a peddler in the black market; how could she handle foreign trade without getting nervous?

"It’s all selling goods, not much difference," Lin Nianhe patted her shoulder, "I plan to find another partner in Milan. If Nishi comes to snoop around again, let Sister Lan talk to her."

"Why me!" Wen Lan’s eyes widened, "I don’t understand any of this!"

"It’s precisely because you don’t understand," Lin Nianhe slowly raised a corner of her mouth, "Just chat until the sky falls down."

Wen Lan: "Oh, then it should be Xiangqin doing it, not me. She’s better at this."

"Sister Lan, you two are both above the standard level in this regard."

Wong Xiao, after listening to their conversation, stayed bewildered for a moment before suspiciously asking, "Xiao Lin, didn’t you say earlier that the Nishi girl was an important foreign merchant? Why are you thinking of replacing her now?"

Lin Nianhe looked at Wong Xiao, hitting the nail on the head: "She just said that Huaxia people don’t know how to do business, her expression was scornful, and she was somewhat provocative."

Wong Xiao: "...!"

"Change!"

"What the hell!"

"She really thinks we’re begging her to buy our products? Are we short of her paltry offerings?"

"How dare she act wildly on our turf, Xiao Lin, deal with her!"

It must be said that since signing the five million contract, Uncle Wong has a lot of confidence now.

Wong Xiao’s blood was boiling, and it ignited Lin Nianhe too.

She stood up: "Alright, I’ll go handle it, leaving this side to you guys."

Wang Shumei was still calm and nodded at Lin Nianhe: "Go ahead, I’ll try my best."

"Good, no pressure."

Lin Nianhe patted Wang Shumei’s shoulder again, then left the booth.

She didn’t go to other booths or venues, but straight to Minister Huang’s office.

When she arrived, Minister Huang was just about to leave, he smiled upon seeing her: "Girl, are you here to call Yuncheng?"

"Not exactly," Lin Nianhe chuckled awkwardly, "I want to look at the list of Milanese merchants."

"What for?" Minister Huang looked at her puzzled.

"The original partner I had in mind ran into some trouble, and I want to switch to someone else, but there’s a bit of a time crunch, so waiting around like waiting for a rabbit by a stump won’t work," Lin Nianhe spoke directly, not concealing the reason.

Minister Huang pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, come over here."

Minister Huang took Lin Nianhe into his office and found her a directory, gesturing for her to look for herself: "I still have a meeting to attend, so you check it out yourself."

"Alright, thank you, Uncle Huang."

Lin Nianhe sat down at the desk and cherishedly opened the thick directory.

To Lin Nianhe, this wasn’t just a directory, it was all little money!

She flipped through page by page, copying down the names of people who might be useful, line after line of information, and she filled three entire pages.

At the section for foreign merchants from Milan, she took a long time to focus and analyze.

It was a bit embarrassing; there were only three merchants from Milan. After all, it was just a city, so it was normal for there not to be many.

This did not include the Nishi family; although their main industry was in Milan, they were in fact French. Among the three from Milan, one was in the hardware business, another in the grain business, and the third was in retail, but even after racking her brains, Lin Nianhe couldn’t recall what was so special about this Rossi family.

She had no choice but to lock the office door, take out a tablet from her space ring, and look up information in various e-books she had previously downloaded.

After searching through four tablets, she finally found a few sentences that seemed to describe the Rossi family.

"Antonio Rossi, born into a poor shoemaker’s family in Milan, learned the craft of shoemaking from his father since childhood. After his father’s death, he was unable to support the shoe shop and switched to selling candles, and was rewarded for supplying a large number of candles and rescuing soldiers during the war. Antonio’s son, Kapasa, used this money to take over four adjacent shops to run a grocery business, but due to poor management, closed three of the shops in succession. That same year, Kapasa was again commended for heroically rescuing 18 children in a Grand Canal boat capsizing incident."

Lin Nianhe felt complex after reading the information.

Hard to judge, really hard to judge.

Their family seemed to have an aura of ’absolute bankruptcy avoidance,’ always having a big shot to help in difficult times.

But the favors they received were not unearned.

People who dare to dive into a river to save others usually aren’t of poor character.

After thinking it over, Lin Nianhe still noted down the accommodation of Kapasa Rossi, the representative of the Rossi family at this year’s Spring Trade Fair.

She put all the materials away, restored Minister Huang’s desk to its original state, and then headed straight for the handicraft fair.

The Rossi family was still running a miscellaneous goods shop, peddling little things from all over the world. Their main purchases should be at the handicraft fair.

Lin Nianhe had just arrived at the entrance of the handicraft fair when she bumped into Shen Hongzun. He looked perfectly respectable discussing business in the morning, but now he had undone his tie and was squatting by the roadside, eating a popsicle with a big palm fan in hand.

"Miss Lin!" Shen Hongzun waved vigorously at Lin Nianhe.

"What’s this about?" Lin Nianhe looked at him puzzled.

He wasn’t busy selecting goods but rather had the mood to eat a popsicle here?

"My uncle is negotiating with someone. I came out to take a break," Shen Hongzun stood up, casually fanning Lin Nianhe too, "This fan is really handy."

Seeing the crowds inside the fair, Lin Nianhe asked him with a hope-against-hope attitude: "I’d like to ask you something—do you know anyone from Milan’s Rossi family?"

Shen Hongzun looked innocently proud: "Don’t know them."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

So confidently uninformed...

"Rossi? The Milan one?"

Hearing Shen Yu’s tone of voice, Lin Nianhe’s hopes were reignited, her gaze intense: "Uncle Shen, do you know them?"

"The Rossi family orders some tea through the Shen Family every year, though the amount is not large," Shen Yu pointed to Shen Hongzun, "He got lost once when he was little, coincidentally picked up and returned by Kapasa. So our father, grateful for the kindness of the Rossi family, continued to supply them with tea even without profit."

Shen Hongzun was so shocked he forgot to fan: "Ah? Uncle Kapasa? He’s the one named Rossi?"

Lin Nianhe was struck speechless.

Shen family’s young master, surrounded by attendants, managed to get lost and was coincidentally found by the passing Kapasa...

There really was an aura!