Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 550 - 549 You Don’t Have to Feel Too Guilty

Chapter 550: Chapter 549 You Don’t Have to Feel Too Guilty

I gotta say, Popcorn Grandpa is truly dedicated, his popcorn popping all afternoon fed every compatriot at the Spring Trade Fair.

Regarding this, Lin Nianhe stated: "This $5.20 bill should go on Uncle Shen’s tab."

Shen Yu was indeed a business genius.

In one afternoon, he made a profit of 60 million.

Even after excluding future transportation and labor costs, there was at least 50 million in revenue.

He made 50 million already; he probably wouldn’t fuss over $5.20, right?

As Lin Nianhe walked, she pondered how to subtly bring this up with Shen Yu later.

She swaggered back to the textiles area and immediately spotted Nishi’s assistant waiting with a neck stretched long from waiting.

Seeing Lin Nianhe return, the assistant hurried over to speak.

Lin Nianhe raised her hand, signaling him to wait, and turned to Wang Shumei: "Sister Shumei, get me some water, I’m dying of thirst."

She had eaten quite a few sunflower seeds just now, and chewed on a handful of popcorn; she was genuinely thirsty.

To others, though, she appeared so busy at work she didn’t even have time to drink water, the epitome of dedication.

After drinking a cup of tea and taking a deep breath, Lin Nianhe looked around, didn’t see Nishi, and slightly frowned, seemingly dissatisfied.

"Where’s Nishi?"

Wang Shumei replied, "She came, but when she saw you weren’t here, she left again."

"Eh?" Lin Nianhe turned to look at the assistant, "I’m done with my tasks; you can come over now."

The assistant had been waiting for those words from Lin Nianhe, immediately responded, and quickly went out to find Nishi.

Nishi, of course, wouldn’t just wait around here; she went off to negotiate with factories more amenable in attitude.

Seeing the assistant leave, Lin Nianhe finally smiled broadly and sat back down, swinging her little feet, chatting with Wang Shumei and Wen Lan while figuring out what to do with her three million.

If she remembered correctly, this year’s gold price had a correction, dropping to 102 US dollars an ounce, and at the start of the ’80s, it soared to 850 dollars an ounce.

A return of eight times in three and a half years is decent.

Having made up her mind, Lin Nianhe didn’t ponder further; after all, investment options were limited back then, and buying gold was the most stable form of investment.

"There’s half an hour left until the meeting ends, will Nishi come back?" Wang Shumei took Lin Nianhe’s arm and asked, looking at her watch.

"That depends on what she’s doing right now," Lin Nianhe shrugged, "If she’s in the middle of negotiations, then she can’t blame me."

Nishi really was in a negotiation.

By the time she finished signing the contract and came out, her assistant had just informed her of Lin Nianhe’s return when she heard the bell signaling the end of the day.

Nishi: "..."

Nishi saw Lin Nianhe in the restaurant.

At that time, Lin Nianhe was embodying the grace of a sales champion—eating beef noodles.

The head chef also gave her a braised chicken leg, doubly delicious.

"Lin Nianhe!"

Nishi got angry the moment she saw Lin Nianhe, then sat down across from her, glaring, "I waited for you for four hours!"

Lin Nianhe, biting her chicken leg, looked up at her, innocence blinking in her eyes.

She leisurely swallowed the meat in her mouth before saying, "When I went back, you weren’t there. If you had obediently waited for me at the booth as told, I could have accompanied you to the negotiation right after the meeting."

Nishi couldn’t help but laugh out of frustration, "So it’s my fault now?"

Lin Nianhe reluctantly put down the chicken leg: "I’m part of the Foreign Trade Department, I have to serve every foreign merchant, not just be your personal assistant. It’s already bending the rules for me to agree to accompany you for the negotiation, you can’t expect me to abandon my main duties to be exclusively at your service, right? You don’t even pay me a salary."

Nishi: "..."

Lin Nianhe: "You see, don’t you think you’re being unreasonable?"

"..."

"But you don’t need to feel too guilty, after all, we’re friends."

"...!"

"No repeats."

"...?"

Lin Nianhe finished speaking and continued to eat her noodles, her hunger unassuaged by seeds and popcorn, as delightful as they smelled.

By the time she finished her chicken leg and noodles and started on the soup, Nishi finally came up with a retort: "But it was you who said to come find you at two o’clock this afternoon, you were the first one to break your promise!"

"Are you still here?"

Lin Nianhe "surprisedly" looked at Nishi.

Nishi’s face went pale with anger as she glared at Lin Nianhe, enunciating each word, "I’ve always been here."

Lin Nianhe asked curiously, "Aren’t you hungry?"

"Not hungry!"

"You’re not hungry and yet you come to the restaurant. Do you really have nothing better to do? Or do you enjoy wandering around in restaurants?"

"..."

Nishi’s hand began to shake.

She really wanted to grab Lin Nianhe by the hair and dunk her head into the soup bowl.

Lin Nianhe took a couple of sips of soup and calmly wiped her mouth before saying to Nishi, "Let’s do it tomorrow. I’ll accompany you to the negotiation tomorrow."

Nishi regarded her with suspicion: "Are you sure you won’t have another meeting tomorrow?"

Faced with doubt, Lin Nianhe was utterly serene: "Of course not."

Nishi: "..."

Nishi couldn’t have known that Lin Nianhe was deliberately delaying her, after all, she didn’t know that Kapasa had already left Sui City. She wasn’t acquainted with a cunning fox like Shen Yu, so missing some information was inevitable.

In fact, even if someone told Nishi that her competitor had left Sui City, she might not believe it—the Spring Trade Fair had only just entered its second day; which respectable foreign businessman would leave today!

She now only felt that Lin Nianhe was trying every trick in the book to avoid her troublemaking.

In that case, then—

"I’ll come to find you early tomorrow; you can’t be in meetings all day long."

Nishi quickly returned to her cheery demeanor, staring firmly at Lin Nianhe and added: "Even if you’re busy again tomorrow, surely you won’t be busy every day."

That response was exactly what Lin Nianhe aimed for; she nodded with a cheerful smile: "Sure, no problem. See you at the booth first thing tomorrow."

"Alright."

After saying this, Nishi didn’t stay any longer, getting up and finding a quiet spot to eat.

Soon after she left, Shen Yu sat down opposite Lin Nianhe.

Earlier at the fair, Lin Nianhe had gestured to Shen Yu to meet in the restaurant; he understood her intention and came after finishing his business.

"Nianhe, thank you," Shen Yu raised a glass of wine to Lin Nianhe in salute.

Lin Nianhe touched his glass with her juice and spoke: "Uncle Shen, no need to thank me, I’m also doing this for my own benefit."

"Oh?"

"The design for the threshing machine is mine, and the mechanical plant will give me one percent of the sales proceeds," Lin Nianhe stated directly, "So, I should be the one to thank you."

"Hahahaha, that’s what you deserve," Shen Yu said. "Actually, I think that’s a bit too little. If you were with the Shen Family, my father would’ve given you at least five percent."

Trying to lure her over to Xiangjiang to be his daughter-in-law seemed hopeless, so Shen Yu thought to exert effort from another angle.

Lin Nianhe just smiled without responding, merely saying: "Uncle Shen, could you please do me a favor?"

"Of course, I wouldn’t have been able to sell the goods so smoothly if it weren’t for you. Just tell me whatever you need."