It is understandable that acquaintances are not good at deceiving Lin Nianhe, but what she can't understand is why they don't believe her when she tells the truth.

Heaven and earth conscience, she really just wants to eat a popsicle.

Lin Nianhe was about to struggle a little more, she reached out and grabbed the corner of Wen Lan's clothes, looking at her with blank eyes.

Wen Lan: "Melon woman." ”

Lin Nianhe sighed lightly, let go of her and turned her head to pull the corner of Wang Shumei's clothes, her eyes became more and more pitiful.

Wang Shumei: "What are you looking at?" ”

These three words are said in the Northeast dialect, and there is a sense of oppression that hits the soul directly.

Lin Nianhe licked his lips and replied confidently: "I look at my beautiful and kind Sister Shumei, do you have any opinions?" ”

Wang Shumei: "......"

Sister Shumei, who is both beautiful and kind, stuck to her heart and ignored her.

Lin Nianhe saw that it didn't work left and right, and got up with a long sigh, rummaging through his wallet while chattering: "You can't have a little trust between people, you pat your conscience and think about it, when did I cheat you...... Alas, forget it, don't mention it, I'd better go buy popsicles myself......"

Wang Shumei and Wen Lan clucked melon seeds, not stubble.

Lin Nianhe took out his wallet, walked two steps slowly, didn't hear anyone staying, and stopped and turned around without feeling embarrassed: "Are you really willing to let me go by myself?" Are you not afraid that I will be in danger? What if I run into a popsicle robber? ”

Wang Shumei and Wen Lan continued to gurgle and gnaw melon seeds, but they still didn't make a stubble.

"Okay, I understand, you're probably tired of it, this year's companionship, after all, I paid the wrong ......"

Lin Nianhe looked like he was about to cry, wiping away the non-existent tears and moving out one centimeter by centimeter.

Wen Lan: "Meizi, I want to beat her." ”

Wang Shumei: "Hold on to a little strength, don't splash blood, you have to mop the floor." ”

"You have to think clearly, now that I'm gone, you can't coax me back!"

"Let's go, let's go, don't look back."

“……”

Lin Nianhe didn't buy popsicles in the end.

It wasn't the conscience of the two guys who found out, but the comrades from the Shanghai Textile Factory gave them three popsicles, as a thank you to Lin Nianhe for reminding them to have an electric fan.

Tomorrow the Spring Fair will officially begin, this afternoon every factory has someone to stay here, although they have completed the booth and booth layout, but also afraid that something will come to find no one, even if you sit down, you have to wait.

When it was close to dinner, Minister Huang led the team to do the final inspection, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the chic booth, and immediately became happy, turned to the person next to him and said: "What I said just now is early, you see how comfortable the textile delegation is." ”

Earlier they said that these booths are the same almost every year, but things are slightly different.

The person in charge of the textile delegation remembered that Lin Nianhe was also a member of the Ministry of Foreign Trade, and he did not dare to take credit at the moment, so he immediately said: "Minister Huang, this fresh-style booth is a suggestion made by Comrade Lin Nianhe, and we all think it is good." ”

"Oh?"

Minister Huang glanced over and saw Lin Nianhe in the crowd.

He smiled, and did not hide the relationship between the two people, and walked straight to Lin Nianhe: "Mi'er, did you get this?" ”

"Where, I just move my mouth, it's all the work of comrades." Lin Nianhe said with a smile, "You know me, I have a heart that wants to work, but I don't have a pair of skillful hands." ”

"Hahaha......"

Minister Huang walked up to Lin Nianhe with a smile and asked her, "I heard that you set up a military order for Wang Xiao for two million?" ”

When the leaders of the factories next to them heard this, they all looked at Lin Nianhe with wide eyes.

Sell the head flower for two million? A head flower is only eight cents, how dare she say it!

Lin Nianhe sighed: "Those were all words to coax Uncle Wang on the train, and I didn't know the situation here at that time......"

"Oh? Now that you know the situation, what do you say? ”

"About five million."

Everyone: "......! ”

How dare she go up?

Didn't she mean what she had said before?

"Hahaha!"

Minister Huang stretched out his hand and patted Lin Nianhe's head: "Yes, you have the recklessness of your old man!" ”

Minister Huang smiled heartily. Looking at Lin Nianhe, he seemed to see the old Comrade Lin again, and remembered them in the past.

They came to inspect the layout of the venue, and Minister Huang carefully inspected the surroundings and left without finding anything wrong.

As soon as the people from the Ministry of Foreign Trade left, the eyes of everyone else fell on Lin Nianhe.

They couldn't figure it out, they couldn't figure out how Lin Nianhe dared to shout out five million sales.

In their opinion, Lin Nianhe is not a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers at all, she is just talking big and bragging.

Wang Shumei and Wen Lan couldn't figure it out! But they can't show it!

Wen Lan pursed her lips, keeping in mind the six-character policy of "talk less and don't scold the street" that Lin Nianhe gave her, she held the box in both hands, for fear that she couldn't help but beat Lin Nianhe when she had her free hands.

Wang Shumei took a deep breath, pulled Lin Nianhe and said in the calmest voice: "Nianhe, let's go back?" ”

"Okay, rest early today, and it will officially start tomorrow."

They walked away side by side as if nothing had happened.

Looking at their backs, seniors, you look at me, I look at you, they all pouted and shook their heads again and again.

No one believed the five million that Lin Nianhe said, including herself.

But what she didn't believe was-

"What are you nervous about, I asked the director of the factory to grab the domestic inventory for the first quarter, that is, we have nearly a million head flowers to sell. Others don't know what the price of our foreign trade head flower is, you still don't know? Five million, I'm really being conservative. ”

"Fifteen bucks!" Wen Lan remembered Lin Nianhe's frantic offer.

"To be precise, the average price is seventeen yuan and nine cents." The corners of Lin Nianhe's mouth raised slightly, "I will try my best to ensure that the variety is balanced." ”

Wang Shumei said softly: "But it also has to sell more than 270,000 pieces, according to what you said, only Shen Hongzun and Nishi have the intention to order in large quantities." ”

Wen Lan interjected: "Two hundred and seventy thousand, it doesn't seem to be much, three and a half capital's monthly supply." ”

"But the head flowers in the capital are sold cheaply!"

"Aren't foreigners rich?"

"That's not just for the rich......"

Neither of them can convince anyone, and you and I are arguing endlessly.

Lin Nianhe listened on the side, his eyes flashing with surging fighting spirit.

Familiar shopping mall, she Lin Nianhe is back!

She was excited, Wang Shumei suddenly asked her: "Nian He, do you boldly estimate, how much money can we sign this time?" ”

"Yes, yes, you whisper, let's not tell outsiders."

Lin Nianhe smiled and said slowly: "Didn't Uncle Wang want 10 million taxes, for his sake of Lan County's early birth and Huafa, he couldn't be too disappointed, right?" ”

Her voice was not loud, but it exploded in the brains of Wen Lan and Wang Shumei like thunder, shaking their brains blank and completely losing their ability to think.

Lin Nianhe rubbed his hands: "I don't know if Uncle Wang can give our village more than ten tons of coal this year after I really get 10 million taxes...... I also want him to treat me to a popsicle. ”

Wen Lan: "......"

Wang Shumei: "......"

Let's say she's timid, she dares to say that she wants to complete the goal of 10 million taxes;

Let's say she's bold, she just wants an extra ten tons of coal and a popsicle.

(End of chapter)