Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 636 - 635 Wen· Shamble· Lan

Nishi is well aware of Lin Nianhe’s nature; she didn’t expect an apology to melt away past grievances.

Lin Nianhe also understands Nishi; she knows that the apology was only made due to the circumstances.

If it weren’t for her recent close association with Minister Huang, which made her appear to be a bona fide member of the Foreign Trade Department in the eyes of foreign businesses, Zoya would never have come to apologize to her.

However, Lin Nianhe still didn’t make things difficult for them at the autumn trade fair; it seemed she had truly forgotten the unpleasantness of the past.

Her sudden magnanimity frightened Wang Shumei and Wen Lan so much that they thought she had gone mad.

At first, the pair thought Lin Nianhe was just waiting for the right moment, but as the autumn trade fair was coming to an end and she still had taken no action, they became anxious.

"Hezi, you’re young; it’s not worth getting involved in a legal mess over money..."

"So, should I find a dying old man to do my dirty work instead?"

"Cough cough, Nianhe, if you really can’t get over this hurdle, just say it. We can come up with a way to screw her over once more, can’t we?"

"I’ve said it 72 times, I really didn’t plan to do anything to them during the autumn trade fair."

"Oh, we don’t believe you."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Faced with the skeptical looks of her friends, Lin Nianhe let out a long sigh, "I won’t be allowed out of the house until I explain it clearly today, right?"

"Right!"

Wang Shumei and Wen Lan stood to her left and right like a pair of formidable door gods.

Seeing the time, Lin Nianhe said, "I’ll only say this once, and if you two don’t understand, then so be it."

"Say it!"

"Firstly, I’m currently working with Uncle Huang and representing the Foreign Trade Department. If I make things difficult for foreign traders, it would damage the department’s reputation, something I don’t want."

"Secondly, I currently have no direct conflicts of interest with the Abel family. The verbal spats from the Spring Trade Fair have already been avenged; carrying on has no other benefit for me."

"Thirdly, with Uncle Kapasa around, do I need to worry that they’re having too good a time?"

Lin Nianhe rattled off a long string of words and concluded, "So I honestly don’t plan to go out and finish them off. Can I go now?"

Wang Shumei breathed a sigh of relief, "Understood, understood. You can go."

Wen Lan: "What does that mean?"

Lin Nianhe let out another long sigh, patted Wen Lan’s shoulder, "Sister Lan, I’m really going to be late. Let Sister Shumei explain to you."

"Eh? You’re dumping this mess on me? Have you no conscience?"

Wen·Shamble·Lan glared at Wang Shumei with a sardonic look, "I understood that sentence; you’re disdaining me."

Wang Shumei: "..."

There really was no need to understand that.

Just as it seemed a full-on brawl was about to ensue, Lin Nianhe seized the opportunity to slip out of the room along the wall.

She wasn’t going to the Foreign Trade Department for a report today, but to find Su Yuncheng.

Su Yuncheng had left the site of the autumn trade fair half a month ago without a trace. He only returned last night, telling her they were having lunch with a few elders today and asking her to join them.

Lin Nianhe thought that Minister Huang wouldn’t grant her leave, but as it turned out...

Minister Huang said he was going as well, so they could go together.

Today’s banquet wasn’t formal. It was a welcoming banquet arranged for an elder—a gathering filled with his old comrades-in-arms and their children’s boisterous chatter.

"Grandpa Ji went abroad for an overseas tour of duty twenty-five years ago. You’ve never met him," Su Yuncheng whispered to Lin Nianhe as they stood with the younger crowd. "The old gentleman used to be Uncle Lin’s superior."

Lin Nianhe nodded like a pecking chicken. "I spoke to my dad on the phone this morning, and he mentioned it. He insisted that I make sure to see Grandpa Ji off on his flight back to Beijing."

Su Yuncheng said, "The old gentleman may not wish to return to Beijing immediately. Let’s see how it goes."

"Mhm."

Over there, Ji Hongrui was cheerfully chatting with a few familiar faces. The old gentleman, nearly seventy, still looked energetic and spirited, with a straight back. He walked brisk and decisively, not needing anyone else’s support.

"After drifting outside for over twenty years, I’ve finally returned."

The old gentleman effortlessly swept over his life with a single sentence, as if twenty-five cycles of winter and summer were merely a flick of the finger.

He was more interested in the current situation of the country and, after taking a sip of tea, began to inquire.

No matter which topic the old gentleman raised, there was always the best-suited person ready to respond immediately. The welcome banquet might seem simple, but in reality, even each companion present had been thoughtfully selected and vetted.

As they chatted, it was Minister Huang and his peers who were doing most of the talking. Su Yuncheng and his younger generation could only listen by the side, waiting for instructions.

"Elder Ji suddenly asked, "How has Binghui been recently?

"To find out, you’ll have to ask his youngest," Minister Huang gestured toward Lin Nianhe, "Little one, come over here and pour some tea for Grandpa Ji."

Lin Nianhe promptly responded, squeezing through the crowd to approach Elder Ji. She offered a cup of tea with a beaming smile: "Hello, Grandpa Ji. My father is Lin Binghui, and my name is Lin Nianhe. My father couldn’t come to meet you because of work, so he had me offer this tea in his stead. I hope you will forgive us."

Lin Nianhe spoke crisply and knew her manners, which brought a smile to Elder Ji’s face. After taking a sip of tea, he chuckled and asked, "How old are you? And you have a brother, right?"

"I’m eighteen this year," Lin Nianhe replied. "Thank you for your concern. My brother’s name is Lin Huai Zhou, and he’s five years older than me."

"Ah, Huai Zhou is a fine young man. I’ve heard a lot about him even while I was abroad," Elder Ji remarked and, noticing Lin Nianhe wasn’t in uniform, expressed his curiosity, "Girl, haven’t you joined the military?"

"You’re making fun of me. I’ve been in poor health since I was young, so my parents were worried I’d hold everyone back, and they sent me to the countryside instead," Lin Nianhe displayed a timely expression of regret.

Minister Huang chimed in, "Although she went to the countryside, she managed to earn over a billion in foreign exchange in a single year with an old factory. She’s quick-witted and can understand foreign languages after hearing them once. When you have time, you should also advise Binghui to let the child come to my department."

Elder Ji initially felt a bit sorry that Lin Nianhe hadn’t joined the military, but after hearing Minister Huang’s words, his perspective shifted significantly. He became quite interested and beckoned to Lin Nianhe, motioning for her to sit next to him.

"It seems I underestimated you, young girl. Come here, tell me how you managed all this."

Lin Nianhe complied, positioning herself on the edge of the couch, and recounted the rise of Lan County Textile Factory to the old gentleman, doing her best to keep it concise.

She neither took credit nor exaggerated, preferring instead to attribute the success to the local people.

Elder Ji listened attentively, occasionally asking questions as if contemplating whether a Lan County Textile Factory could be replicated elsewhere.

After Lin Nianhe finished, the old man patted the back of her hand. "Not bad, young girl. Your dad wasn’t as capable as this when he was young."

"Grandpa Ji, if you say so, I’ll take it seriously," Lin Nianhe laughed. "I’ll boast about it to my father when I get back."

"Hahaha, go ahead, tell him it was me who said it." Elder Ji laughed heartily, then asked casually, "Girl, do you have a suitor yet? My grandson is also unattached; why don’t you two get to know each other?"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

The topic had jumped quite significantly and nearly caused her to sprain her back.

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