Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Lin Nianhe has a very bad habit.

Whenever she meets someone she really wants to kill, she always smiles brightly.

This matter is actually her father's fault - he said that you should keep your emotions and anger hidden, and you can't let others see your true thoughts.

What Dad said was true, but he passed away before he could fully teach Lin Nianhe how to be truly emotionless and intangible.

As a result, Lin Nianhe only learned half of the lesson. The angrier he got, the more he wanted to laugh.

But in a sense, she did manage to confuse her opponent.

For example, now, when Liu Lipu looked at Lin Nianhe's bright smile, he didn't feel that she was threatening him at all. He just thought that this little girl had some eyes and knew that offending him in this small area would not end well.

Liu Lipu felt that no matter how powerful the children from these courtyards were, they would not be able to control him.

He is not afraid that the old branch secretary will complain.

It is better for the county magistrate to take charge now. Everyone knows this.

Liu Lipu responded cheerfully: "Okay, okay, then I won't accompany you now. I have to send the comrades to the health center as soon as possible. They are good comrades who were bleeding and injured while protecting the country's property. We cannot delay their medical treatment!" "

Lin Nianhe nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, if you please, we won't bother you."

"Okay! I'll be the host and treat you to dinner another day."

"Okay."

Lin Nianhe smiled like a flower and even shook hands with Liu Lipu.

A few of them left the commune smoothly.

The old party secretary was dumbfounded. He just thought it was ridiculous.

Was the help he thought was just a trick on their part?

The old party secretary originally didn't want to leave with them, but Wang Shumei, who had been supporting him, whispered something in his ear, and then he moved stiffly and followed them out of the commune.

"Girl, please stop laughing, I'm so scared."

After walking half a street, Wen Lan couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to grab Lin Nianhe.

Wang Shumei also said: "That's right, if you talk about business, the old party secretary is still waiting!"

They had great confidence in Lin Nianhe.

Is she afraid of Liu Lipu, the leader of the commune?

Even if she is afraid, she is still afraid that Liu Lipu will not be killed!

Lin Nianhe turned around and saw the empty and desperate eyes of the old party secretary, and finally stopped smiling.

Her expression was extremely serious, and every word she spoke seemed like a vow: "Don't worry, this well will be drilled, and Liu Lipu will definitely die."

Her voice was not loud, only they could hear her.

The old branch secretary was stunned.

He looked at Lin Nianhe blankly, not quite understanding.

What's going on with this girl?

Why is she acting like this?

If the old party secretary hadn't been sure that the person in front of him had not changed, he would have thought that Lin Nianhe actually had a twin sister.

"Go back to the guest house first." Lin Nianhe said, "We still need to make some arrangements."

Wen Lan suddenly became interested: "How many cents is it about this time?"

Lin Nianhe shook his head: "This time, it's more expensive."

Wen Lan: "...?"

When the group returned to the guest house, Lin Nianhe closed the door and asked Su Yuncheng directly: "Can the engineers at my second uncle's side dig the well?"

"Okay." Su Yuncheng nodded and gave her a positive answer.

"Can you invite me?" Lin Nianhe asked again, "I'll take care of the expenses involved."

Su Yuncheng said: "It's not about money. Let me ask, if they don't have any construction work to do, it's not a big problem to borrow it."

"Well, you ask first." Su Yuncheng went out to make a phone call. Lin Nianhe sat on the edge of the bed, wondering who he should complain to.

It's not possible to go to Father Lin and the others. There has been friction in the southwest recently, and everyone is studying this major matter.

that……

Lin Nianhe's eyes fell on Wen Lan and Xie Yufei.

They both shuddered at the sight.

"Auntie, please give me orders if you have anything to do. Don't look at me like that, I'm scared!"

"Just tell me if you have something to say. Why are you looking at me?"

Lin Nianhe cleared his throat and said: "Two things - first, Sister Lan, please write a few articles about the difficult life of the brigade due to water shortage, with only one or two sentences about the commune's inaction; second, thank you Si Si. Go shoot, don’t have to act, just take pictures of the real life of the villagers.”

Wen Lan's work was easy to understand. She thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll go back and write now."

Xie Yufei was a little confused: "Only shooting life? That doesn't have a complete storyline."

"There is no need for any plot," Lin Nianhe shook his head gently, "I'm not asking you to make a movie, these things are for evidence...You take pictures of the yellow sand in the sky, the barren land, the dry wells, and the people with half a scoop of water every day. Daily…take pictures of everything you see.”

Xie Yufei nodded and continued to ask questions: "I didn't bring a camera."

"You go to the West City Film Studio to borrow it." Lin Nianhe glared at him.

"I don't know anyone, and I don't have a letter of introduction..."

"Your father is Xie Zhe."

"..."

To be honest, although Xie Yufei always talks about "my father Xie Zhe", in fact, he has never done anything to pull the tiger's skin and try to pull the flag.

Helping Wang Damin speed up the enlistment procedures was the biggest thing he did relying on his father's reputation.

So, Mr. Xie is a little panicked, afraid of being beaten when he goes home.

But seeing Lin Nianhe's expression that he would kick him to the West Market if he didn't hurry up, Xie Si thought... it would be easier to save his life by borrowing a camera.

Xie Yufei immediately ran away, stuffed two pieces of luggage into his bag and went to buy train tickets.

Only Lin Nianhe, Wang Shumei and the old party secretary were left in the room.

Wang Shumei was silent for a moment and said, "I think it's still a little bit worse."

"Indeed." Lin Nianhe nodded, "One less decisive winning point."

Whether it is public opinion or documentaries, these are auxiliary tools and are not enough to turn things around.

Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei looked at each other in silence, both wondering what cards they could play.

The old party secretary looked at the two of them and finally couldn't help but asked softly: "Well, what exactly do you want to do?"

Lin Nianhe came back to his senses, looked at the old party secretary and said with a smile: "First, we need to build wells for the villagers; second, we need to send the guy who caused harm to the place where he belongs."

The old party secretary has lived to this age, what else can't he understand?

He frowned and looked at Lin Nianhe shaking his head gently.

"I understand that you kids want to help us, but Liu Lipu... he has been here for more than ten years, and he can't just move at will."

The old branch secretary sighed.

He was not optimistic about this matter.

The kids in front of me do have great backgrounds, but the problem is, no matter how powerful their parents are, they can't come here to become leaders of a commune, right?

Isn't that using a cannon to kill mosquitoes?

If it were just a few of them...who would give them this face?

Before Lin Nianhe had time to answer, the door was knocked open twice and Su Yuncheng and a young man carrying two bars and one star walked in.

Lin Nianhe's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the person coming.

Here comes her card!