Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart Chapter 874: 873: Let Uncle Kapasa Take a Break

Chapter 874: Chapter 873: Let Uncle Kapasa Take a Break

Lin Huai Zhou talked to Lin Nianhe about Yan Kuan wanting to invite her to dinner, and she had a vague idea of what Yan Kuan wanted from her.

She had already thought it through for him.

Though Yan Kuan was initially rejected, he didn’t expect Lin Nianhe to have more to say, so he looked at her with curiosity: “What suggestion?”

“There are two factories in Lan County, one is a textile factory, and the other is a match factory,” Lin Nianhe said. “Before I ca here, I called the director of the match factory, and he is willing to sell you their semi-automatic production line, and you can pay for the machinery over two years.”

Yan Kuan was stunned: “Really?”

“Really.” Lin Nianhe nodded, “The profit from matches is thin, but the process is simple, requiring minimal training, and there are more people who can do odd jobs, which ans real benefits can be maximized for everyone.”

Yan Kuan was strongly tempted, but he was still a bit hesitant: “I’m not related to the Factory Director, would he really allow to pay the goods off in two years?”

He felt that Lin Nianhe must have said many good things behind the scenes.

Lin Nianhe did say good things, but she said:

“Uncle Team Leader! Do you want to sell the match factory production line for a cash influx? Anyway, we’re going to produce lighters, so let’s sell this production line?”

Li Da He was shouted at so loudly by her that he lost two hairs, but this ti he didn’t shout back. Instead, he happily agreed.

Lin Nianhe didn’t tell him about paying the goods off in two years, but Li Da He said, “Then have him wire the money to you, saving the trouble of giving it to him only for him to return it to you.”

Li Da He always rembered the money Lin Nianhe had given him, and with the opportunity to pay it back, of course, he was happy.

Lin Nianhe asked if the match factory money was enough, and Li Da He said it was, as the paynt was settled just this month.

Lin Nianhe calculated that the money should indeed be enough now, so she accepted Li Da He’s debt transfer.

Yan Kuan didn’t know any of this; he just felt Northeastern people were excessively enthusiastic, selling things without even eting him once, not afraid that he would run off with the production line?

Lin Nianhe laughed and said: “Although you’re not related to him, I’ve lived over there for several years, and he said if you don’t pay, he’ll kick from the Northeast to the Northwest.”

Yan Kuan: “…”

Suddenly feeling a lot of pressure.

He still thought about asking for more funding from his father.

Otherwise, if Lin Nianhe got into trouble because of him… he would definitely be buried alive by his dad.

After thinking for a mont, Yan Kuan said: “Alright, Nianhe, I owe you a favor for this. If you need anything in the future, just let know, and I’ll spare no effort.”

“Brother Yan, you’re too courteous, it’s just passing on a ssage, not difficult.”

With business over, they started eating and chatting.

The next day, Lin Nianhe represented the Lan County Textile Factory and signed a production line transfer agreent with Yan Kuan, and the contract stated the delivery date as September 30.

Yan Kuan had no objections to this ti since they also needed to build a factory and recruit workers, with the autumn harvest urging them, hastening wasn’t possible anyway.

Li Da He’s willingness was evident—with delivery by train, a week was enough, and in this spare month or so, they could produce the remaining raw materials, turning a final profit.

Yan Kuan probably hadn’t personally overseen the establishnt of a factory before, so it was inevitable he was a bit flustered, but fortunately, his brain trust quickly arrived, quickly sorting things out, and everything began progressing smoothly.

During this period, Lin Nianhe and her team went back and forth several tis to various production teams.

Their school start ti was after the autumn harvest, leaving plenty of ti to prepare.

Yan Kuan, having earned a favor from Lin Nianhe over the match factory issue, patted his chest, saying all these trivial matters were his responsibility—as long as, of course, the money ca from Lin Nianhe’s side.

Lin Nianhe didn’t stand on ceremony, directly posting a recruitnt notice at the commune gate, hiring a batch of carpenters to make desks and benches.

This beca the first inco Yan Kuan created for the villagers since taking office.

As she saw Yan Kuan caring more about school matters, Lin Nianhe was also expanding her thinking.

If only there were acquaintances where schools were to be built in the future.

How many troubles could be saved this way?

…

Lin Nianhe shared her thoughts with Wang Shui, who directly mocked her: “You really think everyone in the world is your real relative; this ti was pure luck, next ti who knows.”

“Next ti before I go out, I’ll first pray to Uncle Kapasa!”

Wang Shui: “…”

Even more ridiculous.

Lin Nianhe dryly laughed to cover up: “I’m just reasonably imagining, after all… all n are brothers within the four seas.”

Wang Shui: “…”

Wang Shui still thought it was unreliable but kindly refrained from pouring cold water, lest she start praying to Uncle Kapasa right now.

Let Uncle Kapasa take a break!

Lin Nianhe mulled it over for a long while, tentatively saying: “How about first looking for places where we have acquaintances? How about we first set up schools in these places?”

Wang Shui thought for a mont, still shaking her head: “The reason we initially ca to Yu City was because Xiao Lan was quite familiar here, but you saw, it didn’t help… unless you know soone who can make decisions.”

This really was Lin Nianhe’s Achilles’ heel.

She knew quite a few big shots, but the problem was she really didn’t know people who worked at the grassroots level.

Lin Nianhe lay down on the bed: “Spending money is so hard, it’s simply unreasonable.”

Just then, Wen Lan returned from outside, carrying a basin filled with apples, and upon hearing Lin Nianhe complain, her expression was quite complex: “You think spending money is tiring, the world is almost too small to contain you.”

Lin Nianhe’s heart had been numbed by Sister Lan’s sarcasm long ago, and upon hearing this, not even an ounce of negative emotion arose. She directly changed the subject: “Did you buy the train tickets?”

“I did, my dad went to buy them early in the morning.” Wen Lan shook an apple to dry it and handed it to Lin Nianhe.

“Thank you.”

“Silly girl.”

…

Their return route was the sa as when they ca, taking the train to West City, then flying from West City to Beijing.

Before leaving, Lin Nianhe t Yan Kuan once again.

She left him ten thousand yuan, which was to be used for the carpenter’s wages, book expenses, and teachers’ salaries.

Yan Kuan promised: “Don’t worry, I won’t pocket a penny.”

“I know, I’m handing it directly to you because I’m reassured,” Lin Nianhe said with a smile.

She knew Yan Kuan ca here not for money; he had to actually achieve sothing, money was least important to him.

With Yan Kuan spending money for her here, Lin Nianhe was much more at ease.

The second ti flying, the original three people were much calr, but Wang Xiaoxiao held onto the gift from Wen Guo, tears welling up, already missing her newly-made friend right after parting.

Originally zoning out, Sie Yufei started writing intensely, working on a new script about Old Secretary and the Xintianyou folk song.

Originally chatting away, the two…

Lin Nianhe leaned on Su Yuncheng’s shoulder, deeply asleep.

Su Yuncheng held a fan, gently fanning her.