Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 582 - 581 If You Disagree...

Chapter 582: Chapter 581 If You Disagree...

"Brother Yuncheng."

"Uh-huh."

"Take good care of yourself."

"I will, don’t worry about me."

"There’s one more thing, you have to help me with it."

"Ten things, a hundred things, all good, just say it."

Lin Nianhe smoothed Su Yuncheng’s shirt and said softly, "It’s about those girls, if they’re willing, let them come to Lan County with their families. The textile factory is in need of workers, even if they can’t be formal workers, doing odd jobs would be enough to make ends meet."

Su Yuncheng was taken aback, he didn’t expect the last thing Lin Nianhe wanted him to do was this.

He looked at her, his eyes full of softness, and after a moment he asked, "Does Mr. Wong know about your plan?"

Lin Nianhe said, "If he doesn’t agree, I’ll tell Aunt Wong about him going to Uncle Team Leader’s house for a binge drinking session a few days ago."

Su Yuncheng: "..."

"Just kidding, you think I’m the kind of person who talks behind people’s backs? I’m telling you in advance because I’m worried that they might not allow it over there," Lin Nianhe said with a smile, "If you say it can be done, I’ll call Uncle Wong later and ask him, if he agrees then we’ll proceed."

Su Yuncheng thought for a moment and said, "There should be no major issues, it can be done."

"Don’t you need to ask Uncle Sun’s opinion?"

"If he doesn’t agree, I’ll spill the beans about his weekly binge drinking at the old strategist’s place to Aunt Sun."

Lin Nianhe: "Way to go!"

Su Yuncheng couldn’t stay at Ten Miles Team for too long; after eating and packing up his luggage, he hurried on his way. He needed to get back to the provincial city by tomorrow morning and then quickly finish the tasks assigned by his future father-in-law.

Now was the critical moment, he had to strike while the iron is hot and use every factor to uproot Zhang Jian and Shi Chengkun altogether; he couldn’t afford to delay.

A week after his departure, Lin Nianhe picked up over a dozen families from the train station.

Lin Nianhe was all too familiar with the humble caution in their eyes when they first arrived; it reminded her of Sun Yafei when she first came to Ten Miles Team.

"Comrades, follow me. This is our textile factory’s truck. Everyone, please get on first, and then we’ll head home."

Lin Nianhe cheerfully led a few dozen people onto the textile factory’s truck, looking at such a large group of people, she felt as if she was only missing a small red flag in her hand.

Originally, this wasn’t something that Lin Nianhe should be doing, but neither Wong Xiao nor Factory Director Ji were appropriate to pick them up, as only a few people knew the identities of these people, so Lin Nianhe finally took on the task due to being "young," "lively," and "looking like a runner."

Indeed, compared to the others, she really did look more like a runner.

After Xiao Lin and the rest were on the truck, she checked off the names on the list one by one. Confirming they were correct, she then signaled the driver to start the vehicle.

The big truck’s compartment was far from comfortable, yet, remarkably, not a single person complained, each sitting quietly and properly, leaning against their luggage, not saying a word.

Lin Nianhe cleared her throat and said, "The textile factory is now focusing on building a new factory building and really can’t afford to improve the family quarters here, so all we have are old houses. However, the old family quarters are close to the Cooperative Society, Vegetable Station and Grain Station, and next to the health clinic, so life is quite convenient."

She deliberately overlooked the issue of their identities, as if such a matter didn’t exist at all, as if she was just here to welcome new colleagues.

"The factory is aware that you all have traveled from far away and it’s inconvenient to cook, so a special arrangement was made for the cafeteria to prepare noodles for everyone. After we get the keys and drop off our luggage, we’ll go to the cafeteria to eat."

The crowd listened intently to her speech, nodding occasionally, still no one spoke first.

Lan County is really small; the car stops after a five-to-six-minute ride.

"Come on, each family sends a representative to that desk over there to register, and get the keys and meal tickets." Lin Nianhe says and hops off the bus first, lending a hand to help the ladies down.

Waiting at the entrance of the Textile Factory Family Courtyard is Vice Director Wu of the Textile Factory’s labor union—Principal Wu’s sister, who had also arranged for several bags of cloth scraps to be made into school bags for the children in the village school.

"Aunt Wu, I’ve brought everyone over," Lin Nianhe leads a dozen girls to Vice Director Wu, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It’s nothing." Vice Director Wu smiles as she looks at Lin Nianhe and asks, "Why did they send you?"

"It’s my day off today; the village school is closed, so I came here," Lin Nianhe says, "You must be busy; I’ll help them move their stuff."

"Alright, just be careful, and come over for lunch at noon."

"No, Aunt Wu, I’ll take them to the canteen later, we’ll just grab a bite on the way," Lin Nianhe smiles brightly, "Next time I’ll come mooch a meal when I accompany the principal for a follow-up check."

"Okay."

Vice Director Wu’s eyes are full of smiles, she nods and then turns her gaze back to the girl in front of her: "Sweetheart, let me have a look at your introduction letter."

Xu Chingching happens to be standing there; she quickly takes out the introduction letter she keeps close to her body.

Vice Director Wu takes it and examines it closely.

Xu Chingching purses her lips, hesitates for a long time but eventually plucks up the courage to ask, "Comrade, could you arrange for me to have a ground floor room? A bungalow would do."

"What’s the matter? Any difficulties?" Vice Director Wu asks.

"My mother’s eyesight isn’t very good..." Xu Chingching is a bit nervous, afraid that making more requests would annoy people, "If there aren’t any, it’s okay, I’ll, I’ll find another way."

"Stop talking nonsense, how can you deal with that? Are you still going to let your mother go out?" Vice Director Wu says while flipping through the registration book, "All our accommodations here are bungalows; wait a moment, I’ll find you one with a spacious entrance, so your grandmother doesn’t bump into anything..."

Xu Chingching is pleasantly surprised, almost unable to believe her own ears.

Vice Director Wu selects for a while and gives Xu Chingching the courtyard closest to the gatehouse, and she doesn’t forget to instruct, "Your house is close to the gatehouse, you can’t take care of your mother when you’re at work, if she needs anything she can ask the gatehouse for help, there are always people around."

"Thank you, thank you so much!" Xu Chingching’s eyes are slightly warm, she feels as if the keys in her hand weigh a ton.

"Alright, don’t make a fuss." Vice Director Wu doesn’t think she has done anything extraordinary, dismisses it with a word, and turns to the next girl to ask for her introduction letter.

Vice Director Wu is attentive, taking almost every family with special circumstances into consideration, trying to make things as convenient as possible for them.

As she assigns the rooms, Lin Nianhe helps ferry people back and forth.

Lin Nianhe is extremely familiar with the Textile Factory Family Courtyard, occasionally being given snacks by some auntie.

"Sister Chingching, have your auntie rest at home. Just take your meal box, get food from the canteen, and bring it back."

"Okay, okay, please wait for me for a moment."

"Remember to bring the meal tickets."

"Okay!"

After running back and forth about a dozen times, Lin Nianhe gets acquainted with these people.

Her smile is infectious; unwittingly, it relaxes these people who have suffered so much hardship.

Although they don’t smile, the constant anxiety they’ve been holding slowly begins to ease.