Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Chapter 905 What should I do if my child disobeys?
Lin Nianhe is really not short of money now.

The cost of lipstick is actually very low, but relying on the brand effect of the first flower, coupled with the fresh and delicate colors and unique packaging, the price is very high abroad, but it is still popular.

Money flowed into her wallet like a stream of money.

And she has enjoyed a luxurious life in her previous life, but now...

She saw Lin’s father and Lin’s mother sleeping early and late;
She saw Su Yuncheng covered in scars;
She saw that Uncle Huang had long hair...

What she must admit is that under the silent influence of these people over the years, her mentality has indeed changed quietly.

She knew that she could not be like them, she only wanted to make money, so when facing the director of the design factory, she would not lower the price, and would even give him the whole price.

What can you do with the extra few thousand dollars in foreign exchange?

Maybe we can import three or two more things, maybe we can buy three or two more new gadgets, maybe we can make the comrades who go out a little more comfortable.

As for Lan County, what can the extra thousand dollars in taxes and fees be used for?

Maybe we can add one or two tractors, maybe we can build the road a mile or two further, maybe we can give an extra bag of rice and noodles to poor households.

Each of these “maybes” isn’t much, but it’s still better than nothing.

One point, one point, isn't this how the family fortune is accumulated?

Director Ji looked at Lin Nianhe and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

"Then I'll expedite it for you and make sure you're the first to get the goods."

He knew that Lin Nianhe was very rich now, so instead of talking about the price and being polite, it would be better to deliver the goods a day earlier. This would be a real benefit to Lin Nianhe.

"Okay."

The contract still needed some time to prepare. Seeing that it was almost time to get off work, the factory manager said, "Let's go to my house for dinner tonight and let your aunt make dumplings for you!"

The external affairs have been discussed, and Lin Nianhe is now the successor personally selected by the director of the planning factory.

He must guard against Li Dahe and not let his chosen successor be snatched away by him.

He felt that he had no advantage at all when facing Li Dahe - that old boy had the right time, place and people. The key was that when Lin Nianhe first came to Lan County, he was the one who picked him up.

So he must work harder! Defeat Li Dahe!
Uncle Captain himself didn't even know that he had an imaginary enemy inexplicably.

He didn't even know about it.

"Before I came out, I promised Aunt Zhao to go to her house for dinner in the evening," Lin Nianhe said, "I won't disturb Aunt Zhao until I come to sign the contract."

"Huh? Then I can go with you..."

"You are the leader, so don't take advantage of our people."

"I can't bring my own food, right?"

"It's not impossible."

"..."

Director Ji originally wanted to go, but he had just asked Aunt Qian to prepare two hard dishes when the phone rang - his nephew had graduated from high school but had not been admitted to college, and the whole family was trying to think of something to do.

Director Ji was originally very kind: "Oh, don't push Xiaosong, he must be passionate about his work, and he must like it to do the job well... Give Xiaosong the phone number, and I will talk to him."

Lin Nianhe looked at the director of the design factory and felt that his smile could not last more than a minute.

Sure enough, after being silent for half a minute, Director Ji's expression suddenly changed:
"Since your grandparents, our whole family has worked in the textile factory! You want to go to the lighter factory now? You want to piss me off to death, little brat?"

Lin Nianhe murmured in a low voice: "This is a violation of the ancestral precepts." "Yes! It is a violation of the ancestral precepts!" Director Ji banged the table, "Don't tell me those messy... dreams ? Your dream is to assemble lighters? You want to drive... you want to drive a textile factory? What kind of excuse is this!"

Lin Nianhe: "What should I do if my child disobeys? Just give him a beating."

The director's eyes lit up and he yelled at the phone: "You little bastard, just wait at home and don't go anywhere! I have to kill you today!"

The director of the planning factory angrily hung up the phone, took a deep breath to suppress his anger, and said to Lin Nianhe as calmly as possible: "Xiao Lin, I'm going home first. Don't bother coming here tomorrow. I'll give you the contract."

Lin Nianhe nodded thoughtfully: "Uncle Ji, you are busy, taking care of the children is more important!"

"Correct!"

Lin Nianhe looked at Director Ji's leaving figure and sighed: "Uncle Ji is too irritable."

The secretary of the director of planning looked at her with a strange expression on her face. She turned her words around three times before swallowing them.

But I can’t say, what if I’m the one who gets beaten tomorrow?

The secretary wiped his face vigorously and asked: "Comrade Xiaolin, what dish..."

"Oh, I've done everything, I'll take it away!"

The secretary actually wanted to say that if she was really in such a difficult situation, she could just take it home.

Obviously, Comrade Xiaolin was just polite, and soon said goodbye to everyone with four lunch boxes and drove back to the Shili Brigade in her big crown.

Widow Zhao had already prepared dinner. When she saw her entering the house with her lunch box, she frowned: "What are you doing? Come here, what else do you bring?"

"Aunt Zhao, I really didn't buy this," Lin Nianhe said with a smile, "The director of the factory originally said he wanted to come with me to have a meal, but he wanted to join in the fun but was too embarrassed to take advantage, so he asked the canteen to cook a few dishes, but He had something to do at home during the trip, so I brought the food back.”

Widow Zhao was a little confused when she heard this, but she was still happy: "Old Ji, too. Why are you so polite? We have been taken care of by the textile factory all these years. Where can we go without him?"

"Hey, don't talk about him, Aunt Zhao, do you want the food to be heated up?"

"Just leave it there. There's no need to reach out. Go inside and chat with Xiangqin. We'll have dinner in a while."

Widow Zhao said, pushing and pushing Lin Nianhe out.

Lin Nianhe was not polite, said hello and went to find Yu Xiangqin.

Yu Xiangqin was in Zhao Cuihua's room. The house was much more spacious after it was newly built, and they all had their own rooms.

There is also a brand new desk in Zhao Cuihua's room.

Originally, Widow Zhao wanted to buy new furniture for Yu Xiangqin and give the old ones to Zhao Cuihua, but Yu Xiangqin asked her not to fix the useless ones and gave the new ones to Zhao Cuihua.

At this moment, one of the two sisters-in-law is writing, and the other is looking after the child. Bao'er has grown up a lot, has two braids, and is reciting the Three-Character Sutra with Yu Xiangqin with her buttocks stuck out.

"Sister Xiangqin, Hua'er." Lin Nianhe walked in, took out a small handful of White Rabbit toffee from his pocket, and handed it to Bao'er, "Here, call Auntie."

At Bao'er's age, she has long forgotten Lin Nianhe, whom she saw once every year and a half, but that doesn't stop her from calling sweetly: "Auntie! Hug!"

The little girl climbed up from the kang as she spoke, softly hugged Lin Nianhe's neck, and kissed her twice on the face uninvited.

Lin Nianhe pinched her little face and handed her the candy.

Bao'er didn't answer and looked at Zhao Cuihua.

Zhao Cuihua smiled and said, "Take it."

"Thank you, auntie!" Bao'er took the candy and didn't forget to thank Lin Nianhe.

She ran to her brother's side with the candies in her hands, and distributed the candies very seriously: "One for my brother, one for me, my brother...you should eat less candies before you have teeth, one for me, and I...take another one..."