Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 641 - 640: Men, Women, Enemies

Nianhe was wearing plenty of clothes, but there’s a kind of cold that makes your dad worry you’re cold.

Before she could respond, Mr. Lin stuffed another larger bag through the car window.

"Forgot to bring warm clothes, right? Put it on." Mr. Lin looked at Nianhe, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Half a year had passed, and Comrade Old Lin’s white hair had increased somewhat.

Nianhe replied and opened the bag, pulling out a thick coat and putting it on.

"Dad, is Mom still busy?" Nianhe asked, "My brother didn’t get hurt this time, did he?"

"Your mother had a meeting today," Mr. Lin reached out and rubbed her head, "Your brother is doing quite well."

"That’s good." The train started to shake, and Nianhe waved at him, "Dad, you should head back, don’t catch a cold."

Beijing was already covered in a layer of white, Mr. Lin smiled and nodded at her, waving his hand to signal her to close the window.

"Remember to call when you get home!"

"Okay!"

Mr. Lin stood on the platform until he could no longer see the train.

He sighed softly, hugged the small package, and quickly left.

Back in the car, he eagerly opened the gifts.

"Ah, my daughter really knows how to choose, this watch is so pretty..."

"Is my daughter worried I might bump it and break it? She even bought me two watches..."

"Ah, my daughter is so filial, and she even picked out a shirt for me..."

On the train.

Nianhe rubbed her sore eyes and suddenly said, "I forgot to tell my dad that it was my brother who answered when I called home from Sui City."

Yuncheng handed her a bag of milk powder: "Are you cold?"

"Not really." Nianhe said, taking off her outer coat.

She was already wearing a coat, and putting on another one was indeed too hot.

As soon as she took off her coat, Yuncheng took it from her and folded it neatly.

Wen Lan, watching from the side, couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Nianhe: "Such affectation."

Throughout the journey, whether eating, drinking, or even making the bed before sleeping, Yuncheng didn’t let Nianhe lift a finger.

He even prepared several hot water bottles, giving some to Wang Shumei and Wen Lan, leaving the rest to warm Nianhe’s bed.

Regarding this, Sister Lan commented truthfully: "My grandma didn’t even take care of my mom so well when she was in confinement."

Nianhe, already resistant to Sister Lan’s deficient verbal attacks, heard this and raised her chin indifferently: "Did you finish your homework? Got them all correct? Corrected the mistakes?"

Sister Lan: "..."

Feeling slightly triumphant, Nianhe was in a good mood and nestled on her berth reading a book.

Mr. Lin had brought them some oranges and apples, and Yuncheng sat beside her peeling oranges.

The peel broke, releasing a fresh scent that was invigorating.

The slightly chilled oranges were sour and sweet, very delicious, and after eating one, Nianhe reached out for another: "More."

"They’re too cold, don’t eat them now," Yuncheng refused, "You might get a stomachache."

"Alright." Nianhe agreed, then stared at him unblinkingly.

Yuncheng: "..."

He couldn’t handle that look.

After a moment of silence, he held an orange in his palm.

"Never mind, I won’t eat it," Nianhe quickly snatched the orange away, "It’s so cold."

Yuncheng’s eyes were filled with laughter, he pulled over the blanket to cover her legs, saying, "Wait a bit before eating, it would be troublesome to get sick on the train."

"Okay."

Lin Nianhe gave an affirmative response and started to drink the slightly cooled milk.

She drank more than half of the cup, couldn’t finish it, and casually handed it to Su Yuncheng.

Su Yuncheng took it over, drank a couple of gulps, and was about to go wash the cup when he happened to run into Xu Qing, who was looking for Lin Nianhe with her work notes.

Seeing him, Xu Qing immediately lowered her head and shyly avoided his gaze.

It wasn’t that she had any inappropriate thoughts about Su Yuncheng; it was just that her most humiliating moments had been witnessed by this man, and she couldn’t help but relive those memories every time she saw him.

It felt as though the clothes she had finally managed to put on were being stripped away again.

Su Yuncheng ignored her evenly and continued on his way past her to the water room.

Lin Nianhe withdrew her foot and sat up straight, patting the spot next to her: "Come, sit." Saying this, she took a few oranges for her, "Take these back to eat."

"Thank you." Xu Qing’s face was still a bit red as she pinched the center of her palm, passing the work notes to Lin Nianhe, "Nianhe, these are the delivery orders we’ve organized, could you take a look?"

"Okay."

Lin Nianhe took the notebook, looked it over according to the timings and quantities of shipments, and after a moment of thought, said, "Let’s delay the North American shipments a bit, just ensure to send them out before the latest delivery date. Xiangjiang is closer, a slight delay won’t hurt, try to have the goods arrive at Xiangjiang and Milan around the same time."

"Okay," Xu Qing had now adjusted her mood, recorded it seriously and then asked, "And if North America asks about it..."

"As long as there’s no delay beyond the deadline, let them rush as they wish," Lin Nianhe said, "Replies must be prompt and with a good attitude, assure them of earliest possible shipment... just sweet talk them."

Instant understanding dawned upon Xu Qing: "So, all talk and no action?"

"You’ve got it," Lin Nianhe gave her a thumbs up, "As long as there’s no issue with the goods or delay in the delivery period, resolve everything else this way."

"Won’t you fear they will also delay in paying the final payment?" Factory Director Ji popped his head out to counter-question.

"The deposit is already enough for you to make a small profit; if he wants to delay, let him," Lin Nianhe said nonchalantly, "No matter how much he delays, he has to settle the final payment by the latest deadline. If he dares not to, we’ll simply take him to the Foreign Trade Department for a triple compensation, it’s all clearly written in the contract, what’s there to fear?"

Factory Director Ji Mulling it over for a moment, sighed: "Suddenly, I’m hoping he doesn’t settle the final payment."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Seeing how happy Uncle Ji seemed, she decided not to mention how difficult it would be to extract the triple compensation.

In fact, Lin Nianhe wasn’t worried about the final payment at all, mainly because simply collecting the deposit wouldn’t cause a loss.

Xu Qing raised a few more concerns and then left immediately, afraid of running into Su Yuncheng again.

Lin Nianhe noticed and felt something strange.

This attitude definitely wasn’t affection, but it didn’t seem like fear either...

Unable to withhold her curiosity, she waited for Su Yuncheng to return and asked in a very low voice, "Did something happen between you and Xu Qing? Did you hit her?"

The only interaction she could assume between Su Yuncheng and another woman, besides "hitting," was hard to imagine.

Su Yuncheng: "...?"

He didn’t hear clearly.

"Xu what?"

"Xu Qing."

"Which Qing?"

"Xu, Qing."

Lin Nianhe had to slightly raise her voice to ensure Su Yuncheng could hear her.

"I don’t know her."

"Never seen her."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

She suddenly had another curiosity, "Brother Yuncheng, with your absolute inability to remember women, what would you do if your enemy was a woman? Wouldn’t that cause problems for your work?"

Su Yuncheng replied earnestly, "Enemy, is a third species distinct from men and women, I can differentiate clearly."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

This answer, perfect score.

It must be said, every time, Major Su always surprised her.

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