In Lin Nianhe's view, Zhang Changjiang is really not worthy of the sentence "harmony makes money".

But he had to say it.

She can't be blamed for that.

Zheng Lirong looked at Lin Nianhe's confident appearance, and felt a little relieved, but she couldn't help but be curious: "Sister, if you have a way, just say it quickly, don't let my heart slip away." ”

Lin Nianhe immediately received the supernatural power and stopped pretending.

She said: "Actually, it's quite simple, you go to find a few sharp-mouthed aunts, and scold the street at the door of the black market of the Yangtze River every day, saying that the things he bought here have eaten people badly, and if they reply to their mouths, they will scold to death, and if they dare to raise their slaps, they will lie down on the ground and say that they have killed people." ”

High-end business wars often only require the most simple methods.

After Zheng Lirong heard this, she shuddered.

Put yourself in her shoes, if she encounters this kind of thing, she must feel a headache.

But—

"That's it? I've seen this kind of trouble, and I can't move it at all. ”

"There is an essential difference between part-time troublemakers and full-time troublemakers."

Lin Nianhe said with a smile, "Sister, do you think, if you are a seller, as soon as you see this kind of battle, do you have to turn around and run?" If you buy goods and hear that the things they sell here have made people sick, no matter whether it is true or not, do you dare to buy things here? ”

"Over time, those who sell goods dare not go, and naturally there are fewer buyers. And what about Zhang Changjiang? He can't let the people below starve, and the people above will keep an eye on him, and the goods in his hands can't be sold and don't come in...... How long will he last? ”

Zheng Lirong thought about it for a while, and had to admit that Lin Nianhe's idea was really bad.

She asked again: "Then what if Zhang Changjiang finds out that we are doing the bad and uses this method to deal with us?" ”

"Then you can give money directly, if five yuan doesn't work, it will be fifty, and if it doesn't work, it will be one hundred," Lin Nianhe said, "So this is the crux of the matter, Sister Lirong, these ladies you are looking for must be completely trustworthy, and they must not be bought." Of course, it's also important to protect them so that they don't get knocked out. ”

Speaking of this, Lin Nianhe had a flash of inspiration: "By the way, you can let one of the eldest ladies stop going after two days of trouble, and directly increase the crime." ”

Zheng Lirong was dumbfounded when she heard it, and there was only one thought in her mind-

Lao Bai died unjustly.

Zheng Lirong pondered for a while on Lin Nianhe's reminder, and already had a detailed arrangement in her heart, she nodded: "Okay, I have it in my heart, don't worry." ”

Lin Nianhe sat on the chair and shook his little feet.

What bad intentions can she have?

She's just afraid that if they fight hard, they will kill people.

She's such a nice and nice person......

Zheng Lirong took two sips to regain her mood, and after a while, she asked, "Sister, what else do you have to do when you come to the provincial capital?" ”

Such a few simple words, even if it is inconvenient to say on the phone, she can completely let Wu Genmao and the others run.

Lin Nianhe said: "I want to help the villagers in our brigade contact some odd jobs, paste matchboxes and the like." ”

Sitting here and saying this, Lin Nianhe was quite embarrassed.

Finding odd jobs, she planned to go around 800 bends and get to Bai Bo!

However, Bai Bo died and did not give her a chance to gather wool.

Zheng Lirong didn't know what Lin Nianhe had planned, and couldn't help frowning when she heard this: "I know the people in the match factory, just say hello if you want to do this job, but the problem is that your brigade is too far away, and this time and again, the little money you earn is not enough for the travel expenses." ”

"There's no way, there is no match factory in Lan County." Lin Nianhe shrugged his shoulders, and then asked, "Sister Lirong, let me inquire with you, do you know what the provincial textile factory mainly does?" ”

Sticky matchboxes were never her first choice.

Zheng Lirong was a little confused by her question, and subconsciously said: "Textile factory, in addition to weaving, what else can be done to make ready-to-wear?" ”

Lin Nianhe opened his mouth and was speechless.

There's really nothing wrong with this answer.

She could only ask more specifically: "I'm referring to those little bits and pieces of finger flowers, will our textile factory here do them?" ”

Zheng Lirong obviously didn't understand this question, she said: "I don't know very well, so let's ask you, where do you live?" ”

"Railroad Guest House." Lin Nianhe said, "Then I'll trouble you." ”

"Our sisters are polite." Zheng Lirong waved her hand indifferently, she said, "I won't leave you here to eat, you wait for me at the guest house, I'll look for you when there is news." ”

Zheng Lirong didn't leave Lin Nianhe to eat, of course, not because she was reluctant to eat that meal, but because she didn't want her to stay here for a long time, so as not to make any mistakes.

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Lin Nianhe stood up, "Sister, I only have a week's leave, and I can't stay in the provincial capital for too long." ”

Zheng Lirong got up to see her off, nodded and responded: "I know, tomorrow at the latest, I will give you a letter." ”

"Okay."

When he was about to get to the gate of the black market, Lin Nianhe remembered another thing.

She said: "By the way, sister, some time ago I came here with three hundred catties of mung beans, the quantity is not much, and I am too lazy to take them out, so I donated them to our production team in your name, just in time for the autumn harvest, and boiled mung bean soup for the villagers to drink." ”

Zheng Lirong instantly understood what Lin Nianhe meant, her eyes were a little red, she held Lin Nianhe's hand and said, "Sister, thank you......"

Lin Nianhe did use her as a shield, but the villagers would really remember her good, and they would be good to the two children.

Lin Nianhe smiled and returned to her what she had just said: "What are we sisters polite about?" ”

Zheng Lirong snorted and laughed, she stopped when she sent Lin Nianhe to the door: "I won't be far away, you be careful, come to me if you have anything." ”

"Okay."

Lin Nianhe waved at her and left.

Walking around the intersection, she saw Wang Shumei and Wen Lan stepping on a brick alone, and it seemed that they could be caught and photographed at any time.

Lin Nianhe swallowed his saliva, took a step back, and reminded: "You two can see clearly, it's me, don't shoot." ”

Wen Lan saw her walk out with all her beards and tails, let out a long sigh of relief, and wiped the corners of her forehead again: "It's okay, it's okay, but it's out." ”

Wang Shumei glanced behind her, but no one followed, so she dragged one with one hand and walked out of the street before stopping.

"How's it going?" she asked. Is it easy to solve? ”

Lin Nianhe smiled, his face was relaxed: "It's going well, Sister Lirong is going to help me inquire about finding odd jobs." ”

Wang Shumei was speechless: "I'm asking you about that fat man!" ”

"Oh, he, what can he do with his big melon seed brain?" Lin Nianhe shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, "I felt like I was bullying him when I turned my mind around twice." ”

Wang Shumei: "......"

(End of chapter)