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With Wang Shumei's heart and soul arguing, the little nephew didn't get the reputation of Qian Tiehammer, nor was he called Qian Danian or Qian Chuyi just because he was born on the first day of the new year.

This cub who was slandered by his father since he was born is called Qian Xin.

The elder sister-in-law stayed in the hospital for a week. On the day she was discharged from the hospital, Qian Guozhu specially asked the leader to apply, and borrowed a car from the factory at his own expense to bring his daughter-in-law back home.

The confinement of the sister-in-law is very comfortable, Wang Shumei cooks for her in different ways, Qian Xin sleeps with two aunts at night, and she doesn't need to worry about getting up at night, Qian Guozhu washes the diapers, and Wang Damin and Sun Mancang are full Go around the city to find something new to relieve her boredom.

Seeing everyone surrounding her, the sister-in-law laughed and said that she would become an aunt after giving birth.

Their family was full of joy because of the birth of a new life, and Lin Nianhe in the capital was dizzy because of the New Year greetings.

Although there are not many relatives in the Lin family, Lin's father and Lin's mother have many comrades-in-arms and friends. On the day she made the most tea sixteen times a day, her whole body was stained with the fragrance of tea.

Not only was she entertaining guests at home, but she also went to pay New Year's greetings to her masters Rong Zhiguo and Chang Jinzhong, kept the junior ceremony steadily, and visited the director of the Beijing Supply and Marketing Cooperative on behalf of the Lanxian Textile Factory.

All in all, family and business affairs were mixed together, and Lin Nianhe actually lost two catties after staying up until the eighth day of the lunar new year.

After the Chinese New Year, the number of people in the compound decreased significantly, and many people who worked in other places returned to their posts one after another.Xie Yuguo left Beijing and returned to Shanghai in Xie Yufei's happy farewell. Xie Yufei ate an extra bowl for dinner that day.

And Su Yuncheng and Lin Huaizhou also started to lose their homes, and they lived in the dormitory of the military region, using endless training to soothe the homesickness of the soldiers.

The departure of the two of them indicated that "Miss Lin's Living Room" lost two permanent customers, and Xie Yufei filled a vacancy.He especially likes this seminar, because it is so hypnotic, and he can sleep well every night.

In the blink of an eye, it was the middle of the month, and the train brought the goods from Lanxian Textile Factory.

Lin Nianhe greeted the director of the Beijing Supply and Marketing Cooperative in advance, and took Xie Yufei to the train station early in the morning to pick up the goods with the people from the supply and marketing cooperative.

It was already February, and the temperature in the capital was getting warmer. Xie Yufei was wearing a black woolen coat, playing with the camera in his hand.

Lin Nianhe didn't pay attention at first, until she realized that this guy was not doing anything serious but just holding up his camera to take pictures everywhere, she stepped forward and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xie Yufei clicked the shutter on Lin Nianhe's face, then put down the camera and smirked: "How about the camera my second sister gave me?"

"How about what?"

"Isn't it majestic?"

Mr. Xie was extremely embarrassing.

Cameras are really rare these days. Ordinary people may not be willing to take a photo all year round. This camera is almost catching up with the annual salary of an ordinary worker, not to mention that it has to be supplied with film all the time.

Lin Nianhe curled his lips, and was about to complain, when he suddenly remembered: "Hey, if you're free, go take a few photos of Tiananmen Square, then go to Peking University to take two more photos, and I'll go back and send them away .”

"Okay, you can take care of it."

"Hey, don't leave in a hurry. I will go to the supply and marketing agency with me later, and take some pictures of everyone queuing up to buy the head flowers. Take them back and let Uncle Wang and the others enjoy themselves."

"Okay! Look at me!"

Xie Yufei seemed to have found his business. He carried two rolls of film in his pocket every day, and rode his bicycle around the streets, looking more serious than those stubborn people.

The second sister of the Xie family regretted it after her younger brother went out early and returned late for a week. She began to think about whether she had done something stupid, why did she just buy a toy for this little boy who didn't know what to do?

Second Sister Xie didn't worry for too long, because in the Huaxia Daily that day, there was a photo with Xie Yufei's name written under it.

The title of that article is:

"Backward factories rejuvenate machines, head flower production creates brilliance"

Second Sister Xie originally thought that the photo accompanying the article was taken by a person with the same name as Xie Yufei, until she saw the author of this article——

Lin Nianhe

This time there is no need to doubt, it is impossible to have two people with the same name.

Second Sister Xie briefly glanced at the content of the article, her eyes fixed on the photo taken by her younger brother, and she couldn't move her eyes away.

Not to mention, the photo taken by this kid looks like that.

The influence of Huaxia Daily is extraordinary. Since ten o'clock, the director of the Beijing Supply and Marketing Cooperative has been on the phone. In the afternoon, the phone number of the Lanxian Textile Factory was also dug out. Director Ji fell into a happy but painful answering call and rejecting.

He didn't want to refuse, but the Shanghai textile factory also came to order a monthly supply of [-] head flowers a few years ago, and after that he got a dead order - no new orders will be accepted before the Spring Fair.

"It has to be Xiao Lin, look, look! What is this called? This is called the pen that can pierce the sky!"

Wang Xiao shook the newspaper, and said to the little officer beside her, "Send the newspaper to the radio station, and let the broadcaster broadcast continuously for a week!"

After experiencing the dangers of society, the young officer has obviously learned what it means to be cautious in words and deeds: "Leader, do you need to let the broadcaster broadcast your comments? Or no one will convey to her when Comrade Lin comes back."

Wang Xiao: "..."

Did he praise Xiao Lin for her to hear?

He is obviously... used to being unable to control his mouth...

……

"Yaoer, this article of yours is amazing. Many people ask about the textile factory, and they all come to my room."

In Minister Huang's office, he looked at Lin Nianhe with a smile on his eyes.

"This article is worth it, right?" Lin Nianhe said with a smile, "It's not in vain. You asked for the page for me yourself."

"Hahaha," Minister Huang smiled, knocked on the table and asked, "Yaoer, tell me the truth, how much can the textile factory's productivity really handle?"

He had heard that Lanxian Textile Factory had signed an agreement with the Shanghai Supply and Marketing Cooperative years ago and never let go of the contract. Seeing that the Spring Fair would be two months away, Minister Huang couldn't help feeling worried.

"I specifically asked about this when I called last week," Lin Nianhe said. "The new factory building is still under construction and is expected to take another month to complete. However, after redesigning the production line and expanding the workforce, the last The total monthly output is 28 head flowers—there is also the Chinese New Year factor, and the total full-term output is expected to be 35."

"After the new plant is put into use, the monthly output is conservatively estimated at 60 pieces."

"Uncle Huang, don't worry, the textile factory is no longer accepting new orders because it needs to grab some more goods to fully prepare for the Spring Fair."

Lin Nianhe's words finally reassured Minister Huang.

The foundation of the Lanxian Textile Factory is too weak, and a slight mistake is a big deal.

He asked: "Is it still snowing in Heilongjiang? Is it difficult to build? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"I haven't heard Uncle Wang talk about this problem. When I go back and ask him, if there is any problem, I will definitely come to you."

"Why do I have to go back and ask? It's not like I don't have a phone."

Minister Huang said, and pushed the phone directly in front of Lin Nianhe.