Chapter 864: Chapter 863: Her Trump Card Arrives
Lin Nianhe had a very bad habit.
Whenever she encountered soone she really wanted to destroy, she would always smile exceptionally brightly.
This was actually her old man’s fault — the old man said that one should keep their emotions hidden, so others couldn’t discern their true thoughts.
The old man’s words weren’t wrong, but he passed away before fully teaching Lin Nianhe how to truly mask her emotions.
This resulted in Lin Nianhe only learning half of it, and the angrier she got, the more she wanted to laugh.
However, in a certain sense, she indeed managed to confuse her opponents.
For instance, now Liu Lipu, looking at Lin Nianhe’s bright smile, didn’t perceive it as a threat at all. He just thought this little girl was clever enough to understand that offending him in this patch of land wouldn’t end well.
Liu Lipu felt that no matter how capable those from the big compounds were, they couldn’t ddle in his affairs here.
He wasn’t afraid of the Old Secretary complaining.
Everyone knew that local authorities were more influential than the county officials.
Liu Lipu laughed and said, “Alright, alright, then I won’t accompany you for now. I must quickly send the comrades to the health clinic. They are good comrades who got injured protecting state property, and their treatnt shouldn’t be delayed!”
Lin Nianhe nodded repeatedly, “Yes, yes, please go ahead, we won’t disturb you.”
“Great! Soday, I’ll host a al for you guys.”
“Sure.”
Lin Nianhe’s smile was like a blooming flower, and she even shook hands with Liu Lipu.
They left the commune steadily.
The Old Secretary was dumbfounded and just felt it was absurd.
He wondered if what he thought was their help was just them putting on a show?
The Old Secretary originally didn’t want to leave with them, but Wang Shui, who was supporting him all along, whispered sothing in his ear, prompting him to shuffle his stiff steps and follow them out of the commune.
“Silly girl, stop laughing, it’s creeping out.”
Having walked half a street, Wen Lan couldn’t bear it anymore and tugged on Lin Nianhe.
Wang Shui also said, “Exactly, you need to get serious, the Old Secretary is still waiting!”
They indeed had confidence in Lin Nianhe.
Was she really soone who’d be afraid of Liu Lipu, the head of the commune?
Even if she feared, it must be fearing she couldn’t thoroughly deal with Liu Lipu!
Lin Nianhe turned around to see the Old Secretary’s empty and despairing eyes and finally gathered in her smile.
Her expression was extrely serious, and she enunciated as if taking an oath: “Rest assured, this well will definitely be dug, and Liu Lipu will certainly be dealt with.”
Her voice wasn’t loud, only audible to their group.
The Old Secretary was stunned.
He looked at Lin Nianhe in confusion, not quite understanding.
What’s with this girl?
Why is she so unpredictable?
If the Old Secretary wasn’t sure the person before him hadn’t swapped, he would’ve truly thought Lin Nianhe had a twin sister.
“Let’s head back to the guesthouse,” Lin Nianhe said, “we still need to make so arrangents.”
Wen Lan suddenly showed interest: “How much is on the line this ti?”
Lin Nianhe shook her head, “This ti, it’s costly.”
Wen Lan: “…?”
The group went back to the guesthouse, Lin Nianhe closed the door, and directly asked Su Yuncheng, “The engineer troops from Second Uncle’s side can drill wells, right?”
“Yes,” Su Yuncheng nodded, giving her a definitive answer.
“Can we enlist their help?” Lin Nianhe asked again, “I can arrange the involved expenses.”
Su Yuncheng replied, “It’s not about the money. I will check, and if they aren’t engaged in other projects, borrowing them shouldn’t be a huge issue.”
“Alright, you go and ask.”
Su Yuncheng left to make a phone call, while Lin Nianhe sat on the bed, pondering whom she should report this situation to.
Finding Mr. Lin and the others was not feasible. There were ongoing conflicts in the Southwest that everyone was studying closely.
So…
Lin Nianhe’s gaze fell on Wen Lan and Sie Yufei.
Being stared at, the two simultaneouly shivered.
“Auntie, just tell us what you need, don’t look at like that, it scares !”
“If you have sothing to say, just say it, why are you staring at ?”
Lin Nianhe cleared her throat, saying, “Two things — first, Sister Lan, write a few articles about the hardship of the brigade’s water shortage, with just a line or two about the commune’s inaction; second, Fourth Sie, you film, no acting needed, just capture the most authentic life of the villagers.”
Wen Lan found her task quite straightforward and nodded after thinking for a mont, “Okay, I’ll go write it now.”
However, Sie Yufei seed a bit confused, “Just film life? Then there’s no complete storyline.”
“No storyline is needed,” Lin Nianhe gently shook her head, “you’re not making a movie, this material is ant to serve as evidence… capture the overwhelming sand, the barren land, the dry wells, the daily routine of half a ladle of water… capture everything you see.”
Sie Yufei nodded, continuing to raise a concern, “I didn’t bring a cara.”
“Go borrow one from the West City Film Studio,” Lin Nianhe glared at him.
“I don’t know anyone and I don’t have a referral letter…”
“Your father is Sie Zhe.”
“…”
Honestly, although Sie Yufei always bragged about “my father Sie Zhe,” in reality, he hadn’t done anything that brazenly flagged his father’s reputation.
Helping Wang Damin expedite his military enlistnt process was the largest leveraging of his father’s reputation he’d ever done.
Therefore, Youngest Master Sie was sowhat panicky, fearing the beatings waiting at ho.
But seeing Lin Nianhe’s expression that made it seem like if he didn’t hurry and get going, she would kick him to West City, Fourth Sie figured… borrowing the cara might be the option that would guarantee his survival.
Sie Yufei imdiately hurried off, packing a couple of items into his bag before heading to buy a train ticket.
In the room, only Lin Nianhe, Wang Shui, and the Old Secretary remained.
Wang Shui was silent for a mont, then said, “I think it’s still lacking sothing.”
“Indeed,” Lin Nianhe nodded, “we’re missing a decisive winning point.”
Public opinion or docuntaries, these were all auxiliary tools, not sufficient to turn the tide.
Lin Nianhe and Wang Shui exchanged a look, contemplating what cards they could still play on their side.
The Old Secretary, observing them, finally couldn’t hold back and softly asked, “What exactly do you plan to do?”
Lin Nianhe snapped back to reality, smiled, and said to the Old Secretary, “First, dig a well for the villagers; second, send the nace oppressing the area to where he belongs.”
At his age, what could the Old Secretary not understand?
Frowning, he looked at Lin Nianhe and gently shook his head.
“I understand you youngsters want to help us, but Liu Lipu… he’s been here for over ten years, not sothing that can be easily removed.”
The Old Secretary sighed.
He wasn’t optimistic about this matter.
These youngsters indeed had significant backgrounds, but the issue was, no matter how powerful their parents were, they couldn’t just co and manage a commune’s leader, right?
Wouldn’t that be like using a cannon to kill a mosquito?
If relying solely on these few… who would give them that kind of face?
Before Lin Nianhe could respond, the room door was tapped twice and then pushed open. Su Yuncheng walked in with a young man carrying the rank insignia of two bars and one star on his shoulder.
Seeing who it was, Lin Nianhe’s eyes suddenly lit up.
Her trump card had arrived!
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