Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 556 - 555: Hardworking Guy Opens Up

Chapter 556: Chapter 555: Hardworking Guy Opens Up

With the gentlest tone, he delivered the most resolute refusal. After speaking, Factory Director Chu still had a smile like Maitreya Buddha on his face, showing concern as he asked, "Miss Nishi, are you encountering any troubles?"

"Indeed, our family really needs this batch of cloth, so could you ship it to me as soon as possible?" Nishi asked.

Factory Director Chu drew out a long "Oh," and said with the sincerest expression, "I see it’s a special situation. Rest assured, I will definitely ship it to you as early as possible, provided the conditions allow."

"Okay, thank you."

"Then you’d better get going. If there’s anything you need, please do tell me. Within my capabilities, I’ll certainly do my best to help you."

"Thank you."

Not long after Nishi left, Lin Nianhe rounded the corner from behind a pillar, clapping his hands, and gave Factory Director Chu a thumbs-up: "Factory Director Chu, you really know how to hold a conversation."

"Hahaha," Factory Director Chu laughed heartily, and waved his hand nonchalantly, "That was nothing, go back and ask Uncle Wong, he knows much more than I do."

Lin Nianhe just smiled without speaking, waiting for Factory Director Chu to continue.

After a while, Factory Director Chu asked, "I heard from Factory Director Xiao Fu that Lan County Textile Factory needs to source a batch of cloth from our factory? What do you need? Let me arrange it for you first."

Chu had heard about this from Fu Qin on the first day, but he hadn’t taken it too seriously at the time since headwear really doesn’t require much cloth - it’s not considered a large order.

But Lin Nianhe had helped clear a large batch of defective cloth for them, and they sold it at the original price. Even just for the sake of the real money they made, he had to return the favor.

"Yes indeed, we do have this need, but it’s Uncle Wong who’s leading this. He told me this morning that our business isn’t urgent, we can talk after you’ve finished with your urgent matters."

Upon hearing this, Factory Director Chu’s heart was instantly wrapped in warmth.

He felt that the comrades at Lan County Textile Factory were really good - considerate and kind, with a sense of the bigger picture.

All conspiracies and tricks are for outsiders. Internally, one must display utmost sincerity.

Factory Director Chu immediately said, "Factory Director Xiao Fu is in charge of foreign trade issues. I’ll go find Uncle Wong right now; we mustn’t delay your production!"

Factory Director Chu left as soon as he had spoken, hurrying off to find Wong Xiao.

Watching his retreating figure, Lin Nianhe sincerely lamented, "Factory Director Chu is truly the best factory director I’ve seen from Shanghai Textile Factory."

Because of the defective cloth, textile factories across the country owed Lin Nianhe a favor. So now, as long as Wong Xiao asked, they would take on even the smallest orders and promptly called their factories to arrange production as soon as possible, preferably with available stock to be sent directly to Lan County.

The next day, Nishi left, with a mixture of murderous intent and hope.

With her departure, Lin Nianhe was completely at ease.

The affairs of the Child of Fate were none of her business, and she had no desire to meddle, especially under the current circumstances. The one who wanted to trample the Abel family underfoot was someone else. If she wasn’t mistaken, Kapasa could win without lifting a finger.

There was no need for her to direct the machinery factory either; after hearing about their efforts to set up a joint research group, Beijing offered tremendous support, and it was said that two renowned physicists were invited to join.

With nothing to do, Lin Nianhe simply decided to go sightseeing with Wang Shumei and Wen Lan, taking Niuwa with them. Lin Nianhe bought a camera and took many photos, while the booth, which had only samples left, was left to Uncle Wong to look after.

Sometimes, when Wen Lan was too exhausted, she would ask to switch with Wong Xiao - she preferred to be a showpiece at the booth rather than accompany them shopping.

Every day they went back, they would bring a pile of things: clothes, books, special local products... all sorts of items, almost everything new that was not available in Lan County.

It is worth mentioning that besides placing orders for fabrics and accessories like pearls, Wong Xiao hit it off with comrades from Sui City Textile Factory and got introduced to the director of a fan factory. Guided by the principle "within the four seas, all men are brothers," Wong Xiao managed to secure an allocation of two hundred electric fans which could be delivered by early July.

As the days passed, the number of foreign merchants at the Spring Trade Fair decreased by the day, and the factories’ quotas dwindled.

Sui City was tranquil and peaceful, while distant Milan was fraught with undercurrents.

Malek was ruthless. While squeezing his elder brother for money, he kept on using his position to find fault with the Abel family. After all, the Abels were outsiders in Milan and, even after a decade of business operations there, could not match the entrenched local connections of the native-born Malek.

On the day the Spring Trade Fair concluded, the patriarch of the Abel family met with Malek.

No one knew what they discussed, but after Malek left the Abel family estate, the old master ordered a move back to Paris.

This decisive break did not yield good results because upon their return to their homeland, they found that the young people there were also wearing Lan Brand Headwear.

It was said that the moment the old master saw those accessories, he fainted from a surge of blood to the head.

Most of these happenings in Milan were relayed to Lin Nianhe by Minister Huang.

Uncle Kapasa was not affected by this conflict at all; he was busy minding his own business and earnestly refurbishing his shop.

On the last day of the Spring Trade Fair, Uncle Kapasa finished the renovations and also received the first shipment of headwear.

Lin Nianhe also packed his bags, ready to go home.

They had brought eighteen large trunks when they came, and they took twenty-eight when they left.

Fortunately, they didn’t have to handle the luggage themselves. Staff from Sui City Hotel helped move the luggage into the car when they left, and at the train station, there were even more people to help. Before Lin Nianhe could react, their luggage was already divided among a crowd of strapping young men.

The journey home was more exhausting. Having been away from home for over a month, everyone was full of longing, feeling as if time stretched indefinitely, which was torturous.

Lin Nianhe was also bored. First, she slept for a full day and night to catch up on sleep, and once she was well-rested, she began to have a heart-to-heart with Wong Xiao.

"Uncle Wong, have you considered setting up a branch in the city? The population base of Lan County caps our productivity; you need to look further into the future. We need at least five million headwear quotas for the autumn trade fair, and with our current scale, even running the sewing machines until they smoke won’t be enough."

"Uncle Wong, while earning foreign exchange through exports is important, we can’t neglect domestic sales. I had a chat with Director Xiao from Sui City Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and that eight-foot-tall guy almost had a fit. You need to consider the domestic impact; if we keep refusing to supply other cities, it will cause significant dissatisfaction."

"Uncle Wong, we can’t scrimp on education, no matter how poor we are. What about giving ten electric fans to our village school? I know you bought them for the workshop, but we can’t let the children suffer, can we?"

"Uncle Wong..."

"Uncle Wong..."

Uncle Wong: "Xiao Lin, why don’t you sleep a bit longer?"

Uncle Wong is so tired, Uncle Wong feels lifeless, and Uncle Wong just wants to be a laid-back leader who doesn’t work overtime.

Lin Nianhe: "Uncle Wong, business is like a battlefield, like rowing upstream. If you don’t advance, you will fall back... Come on, get up. Let’s plan our next steps. Don’t forget, the Abel family has only retreated to Paris for now, not died. That place, we must conquer at the autumn trade fair."

Wong Xiao: "...?"

The Spring Trade Fair has just ended, and they were already pursuing the pace of the autumn trade fair?