Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Early the next morning, when Eric came to deliver breakfast and newspapers to Nishi, she handed him a photo: "Send this newspaper to the newspaper office and tell the story that the Shen family wants to give Xiangjiang's money to the other side." .”

What she was holding in her hand was the photo of Lin Nianhe shaking hands with Shen Yu.

Eric looked at the photo and did not take it. Instead, he pushed the tray forward: "Madam, please drink your coffee first."

Nishi frowned and was about to ask a question when she saw a photo printed on the side of the neatly folded newspaper that was exactly the same as the photo in her hand.

"What's going on!" Nishi snapped the photo and stood up, her eyes full of shock. "How could someone else have this photo?"

Eric didn't answer, but just suggested that she read what was in the newspaper.

Nishi's Chinese is very good and she can read the newspaper easily.

She grabbed the newspaper, frowned and read it.

"Longhua Freight Company has determined to conduct in-depth cooperation with students from Peking University and is about to build the world's first semi-automated freight port..."

"It is reported that the port construction plan has been approved by the chief engineer, and construction will start soon..."

"As for the future of dock workers, Mr. Shen expressed his attitude: workers will never be unemployed. On the contrary, Longhua Freight Company will invest a lot of human and financial resources to train dock workers who can only support their families through labor, so that they can make 'easy money'..." …”

Every time Ni Shi read another line, her expression became darker.

The photo of Lin Nianhe shaking hands with Shen Yu is one of her trump cards.

The first shot that the Shen family had been planning for a long time not only gave the dock workers a reassurance, but also directly destroyed her card.

"check!"

"Find out the ghost around me!"

Nishi's eyes were red, she looked at Eric and said, "We must find him out!"

Eric: "Okay."

……

"Huh...this article is really well written."

Lin Nianhe was eating breakfast, looking at the newspaper and said to Editor Zhu: "Your writing style is really good. It's just a pity that I can't sign your name, otherwise you will definitely become famous in Hong Kong."

Editor Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I don't care about reputation... I just want to ask you, can you really represent Peking University?"

Lin Nianhe: "Just tell me if I am a student of Peking University."

Editor Zhu recalled the content of the article, clicked his tongue for a moment, and nodded: "If you put it this way, there is indeed no problem, but after the chief engineer approves this matter..."

Lin Nianhe patted his chest: "I'm Bucai, and he happens to be the chief engineer of the port construction - we didn't write which chief engineer it was, right? Since we didn't write it directly, why can't it be me, chief engineer Lin?"

Editor Zhu's hand trembled violently, and the spoon in his hand fell directly into the bowl, causing numerous splashes of soup.

Lin Nianhe chuckled and comforted in a low voice: "Don't worry, even if there is any mistake, it's not your name written on the back of this manuscript, right? God knows about this, and the earth knows about it. You know it and I know it."

Editor Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then breathed a sigh of relief again: "Yes, then I'll be fine."

"Thank you for your help, otherwise I really wouldn't have anywhere to find someone to help me write the manuscript in the middle of the night." Lin Nianhe said with a smile, "I collected a set of Mr. Liang's original paintings a few days ago. I have never liked painting, so how can I know these things... …I’ve sent someone to your room so you can taste it.”

Editor Zhu's pupils tightened: "This, this, this, this is impossible!"

He has been immersed in calligraphy and painting since childhood, and his favorite paintings are Mr. Liang's paintings.

It’s just that he has neither the opportunity nor the money, so he hasn’t been able to collect any of Mr.’s paintings so far.

"You know the goods, why don't you help me check the authenticity." Lin Nianhe said with a smile, "And I have been very busy recently, so it is inevitable that I have not taken care of it well. If the painting is damaged, it will be my fault. If you are hurt, please help me collect some." day."

Editor Zhu licked his lips and wanted to refuse, but he really couldn't bear it.

He had only seen Mr. Liang's paintings from a distance at a friend's house before, but now he could actually touch them... He really couldn't stand such a test!

Editor Zhu hesitated and said: "Then...then I will return it to you when you are done..."

"Row."

Lin Nianhe agreed immediately. If nothing else, she will have her hands full in this life.

Lin Nianhe chatted with Editor Zhu for a few words, and then said after eating: "Then you are busy first, I will go to Shen's house."

"Okay, okay, you're busy." Editor Zhu now looked at Lin Nianhe as if he were his own daughter, his heart and eyes full of love, "Please pay attention to safety outside, have a good meal at noon, will you come back to eat in the evening?"

Lin Nianhe said with a smile: "I'm probably not coming back. You eat first instead of waiting for me."

"Okay, then come back early tonight."

"okay."

Lin Nianhe walked out of the restaurant and couldn't help wiping his sweat.

It was just a painting won from playing mahjong, and Editor Zhu was too enthusiastic.

It seems that this mahjong still needs to be played...

Lin Nianhe returned to the hotel after meeting with Nishi last night. Her room was always empty, so she could move in after tidying it up.

She stood in the sunshine again, using herself as bait to divert Nishi's attention to herself.

This is certainly risky.

But Lin Nianhe was not very worried.

Nishi would definitely not dare to kill her in the street, and it would be impossible for her to use the same methods to catch her again.

After all, with Mr. Mark in front of her, no one would be crazy enough to arrest her.

When Lin Nianhe returned to Shen's house, Shen Yu was waiting for her.

"You're here," Shen Yu said, "Come quickly, my second brother has just come back. He has other ideas about the construction of the dock you mentioned."

"it is good."

Lin Nianhe followed Shen Yu upstairs to the study.

Shen Jin sat behind the desk. Spread out on the desk was the port construction plan drawn by Lin Nianhe.

"Brother." Shen Yu greeted, "Ahe is here."

"Well, please sit down."

Shen Jin said without raising his head, his eyes almost glued to the drawing.

Shen Yu helped Lin Nianhe pull out the stool, and after she sat down, he poured her a cup of coffee.

Lin Nianhe thanked him in a low voice, took a sip of coffee and asked, "Second uncle, what do you think?"

After the Shen family tried their best to get Lin Nianhe out of the police station, her title changed from "Uncle Shen" to "Fourth Uncle" and "Second Uncle".

Shen Jin held a pencil and calculated on the paper full of numbers in his hand while saying: "Ahe, this drawing of yours... will cost at least 30 to 40 million to build, which is much higher than the labor cost."

He didn't regard Lin Nianhe as an outsider. He didn't raise his head when he spoke and continued the calculation in his hand.

Lin Nianhe nodded: "My total investment budget for the entire port is 6800 million."

Shen Jin finally raised his head, looked at her and said seriously: "This is really too much."

Shen Jin was in charge of accounting in the Shen family. When he heard this number, his head buzzed uncontrollably.

Lin Nianhe looked at him and said with rare sincerity: "Modernization, science, and automation are the general trend. If the Shen family doesn't be the first to eat crabs, they may not even be able to drink soup in the future."

Of course Shen Jin understood what she was talking about, otherwise he wouldn't be so worried about the sparks on his pen.

But that’s not 6800 yuan.

There are really too many.