Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 60 - 59 Sister Shumei, Let’s Cooperate

60: Chapter 59 Sister Shumei, Let’s Cooperate

60 -59 Sister Shumei, Let’s Cooperate

What exactly is Fu Aiguo’s problem, neither Lin Nianhe nor Wang Shumei knows.

All they could do was to place him at the top of their suspect list, and be more observant and careful in the future.

After all, they were the ones who beat him up.

Although Lin Nianhe felt she just opened a door, Wang Shumei insisted it was her look that suggested she take action.

Lin Nianhe decided not to make eye contact with her anymore.

“Nianhe, do you think he might have fractured a bone?”

It had been ten minutes since Fu Aiguo left, yet Wang Shumei couldn’t help but worry.

Lin Nianhe: “Impossible, I saw him brace himself on the ground when getting up.

If it were really broken, how would he have the strength to run?”

Acute localized pain can also immobilize a person, seeing how swiftly he ran, Lin Nianhe thought it’s unlikely that he was seriously hurt.

Wang Shumei’s worried look in her eyes dispersed slightly: “That’s true.”

It wasn’t that she had sympathy for Fu Aiguo being injured or disabled; she was afraid of compensating him.

“Okay, let’s not talk about him for now,” Lin Nianhe nodded to Wang Shumei, “Sister Shumei, let’s partner up.”

“Hm?”

Wang Shumei was slow to react as Lin Nianhe changed the subject too quickly, not understanding what she was getting at.

Lin Nianhe snatched the broom from her hand and tossed it onto the kang bed, then pulled her to sit on the edge of the kang before speaking: “Don’t be nervous, this is your own home after all.”

Wang Shumei watched her take charge, her lips quivering slightly.

Lin Nianhe looked at her and slowly raised a naive smile: “Sister Shumei, just to be frank with you, I too have a channel.”

Wang Shumei’s eyes widened in shock: “What did you say?”

After sizing up Lin Nianhe from head to toe three times, Wang Shumei firmly shook her head: “Impossible, absolutely impossible.”

Could Lin Nianhe, a kid from a Beijing compound, be dealing in the black market?

Wang Shumei was more inclined to believe that Lin Nianhe said so because—

“Tell your brother, he doesn’t need to test me, I won’t touch this market anymore, definitely not cause any trouble under his watch, alright?”

Wang Shumei felt that Lin Nianhe was sounding her out on behalf of Su Yuncheng.

Lin Nianhe: “…”

She was very curious as to what Su Yuncheng had done to Wang Shumei.

How did it end up scaring the kid this much?

She cleared her throat and turned to look northward, directly addressing the matter: “Apples, I can give you two thousand jin for the first batch, at 0.4 yuan per jin.”

The Cooperative Society’s apples were 0.45 yuan, and occasionally they could sell for 0.48 yuan.

Normally, things on the black market are un-ticked and mostly pricier than those at the Cooperative Society; occasionally, black market grain prices are even double those of the Cooperative Society.

But fruit is an exception.

Although every time the Cooperative Society has apples for sale there’s no shortage of people in long queues, fruit is not filling nor a necessity, it’s usually bought by families to indulge their children.

If black market fruit costs twice as much as the Cooperative Society’s…

people would rather spend a little more on meat.

No matter how sweet the apples are, they can’t be more delicious than meat!

Therefore, Lin Nianhe took a step back, adhering to the idea of making money together, and gave Wang Shumei a profitable price.

Actually, based on future inflation, the current price of 0.4 yuan per jin for apples is much higher than the price she paid when stockpiling them.

Wang Shumei looked at Lin Nianhe, her voice stuck in her throat.

Her lips twitched twice and she swallowed.

“You’re saying…

two thousand jin of apples?

Selling to me for 0.4 yuan per jin?” She was somewhat in disbelief, “Where did you get this channel?”

Lin Nianhe remained enigmatic, gazing northward.

She paused for a dozen seconds before speaking: “Guess why I came here to the countryside?”

If Wen Lan were in the room at this moment, she would surely retort directly: If you don’t know, how would I know?

And that would successfully shut Lin Nianhe up without a word to say.

But now, it’s the seasoned black market dealer Wang Shumei here.

She closed her eyes, and a possibility came to mind.

Wang Shumei had heard from her cousin that someone could bring in goods from even further north.

Could it be that Lin Nianhe came here to the countryside not because of Su Yuncheng’s presence and his ability to take care of her, but to receive goods smuggled from the outside…

She shivered and raised her hand abruptly: “Stop talking.

I don’t want to know.”

These kinds of matters, too large to handle, are not fit for someone as insignificant as her to be privy to.

Lin Nianhe withdrew her gaze, a hint of a smile flickering across her eyes.

Dealing with smart people is always straightforward.

She would conveniently fill in the gaps on her own.

Lin Nianhe turned to look at Wang Shumei: “So, are you in?

I really do need a stable channel for selling these goods.”

Wang Shumei looked at Lin Nianhe, and after a silent moment, she could not help but ask: “What about your brother?”

Lin Nianhe repeated her tactics: “Guess, why did he react so strongly to you going to the black market?”

Wang Shumei was stunned, recalling the way Su Yuncheng had looked at her before he left.

The look that told her not to lead Lin Nianhe astray.

Thinking about it now, perhaps his focus on her was more out of concern that Lin Nianhe would get involved, which would make arresting her later a very unpleasant affair.

Wang Shumei took a deep breath and nodded: “Alright, I trust you.”

Lin Nianhe’s smile broadened, shallow yet evident.

It’s not the quantity of allies that counts, but their usefulness.

Wang Shumei straightened her expression, sat on the edge of the kang bed with one leg hanging down, and asked Lin Nianhe seriously: “Will you always be able to get this many apples in the future?

Anything else?

What about grains?

And meat?”

Grain.

She had some, but she dared not sell.

She could not bear to even think about it, it pained her heart too much.

“This batch is all apples,” Lin Nianhe tactfully addressed the lighter issues, “but since it’s our first collaboration, I didn’t want to move too much at once.

You should try selling these first.

If sales are good, next time we can agree to a larger amount, I’ll negotiate.”

Wang Shumei immediately understood Lin Nianhe’s role—a facilitator.

She covered her chest and took a long breath.

In that instant, Wang Shumei “realized” a lot.

No wonder she always felt she and Lin Nianhe were birds of a feather; it turns out they were in the same line of business.

After her “realization”, Wang Shumei couldn’t hide her excitement and pressed on: “If my cousin can sell them, can we obtain goods on a long-term basis?

Can your side supply enough?”

The first collaboration would inevitably involve testing the waters and reservations on both sides.

But if they could bring out two thousand kilos of apples on a first try, then later…

Wang Shumei envisioned numerous banknotes.

“Rest assured,” Lin Nianhe said earnestly, patting her shoulder, “steady as she goes.”

Her source of goods was stable and safe.

As long as she kept the secret of her space hidden, no one could possibly know where her goods came from.

As for whether there would be enough…

Heh, she had stockpiled twenty thousand tons of apples; she feared only that they wouldn’t be able to sell them all.

Lin Nianhe’s serene expression filled Wang Shumei with confidence.

She nodded vigorously and then said, “My cousin is going to the provincial capital in three days, passing through the brigade…

Can you make it on your end?

How will we make the exchange?”

Lin Nianhe had already considered the drop-off location when proposing the cooperation.

Hearing this, she smiled faintly:

“Remember the cave where we took shelter from the rain last time?

Let’s do it there.

But since we’re dealing with a large quantity, tell him to come by at night.

My people will leave the goods there beforehand and depart without meeting your cousin.

You can just give me the money.”

Wang Shumei’s eyes lit up upon mention of the cave.

That day, Wen Lan had said that the cave was only two miles from the main road; hiding goods in the cave was far more discreet than leaving them by the roadside.

But still—

“Climbing down the mountain with such a load, my brother will have only one other person with him; I’m afraid they won’t manage.”

Wang Shumei furrowed her brows, clearly worried.

The place might be suitable, but carrying two thousand kilos of apples across mountainous terrain…

Forget her cousin, who was just an ordinary man—even Wen Lan couldn’t accomplish such a feat!