Carrying a Jurassic on me-Chapter 1307 - 638: Beating a Thief to Death_2

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Chapter 1307: Chapter 638: Beating a Thief to Death_2

Xiaohei burst into laughter immediately. "I guess that’s probably true, this beef has been around for some days now. But what you said isn’t quite right either, they’re not afraid of us stealing their business. Let’s not even talk about whether regular folks can taste the problem in this beef, the key is that their factory isn’t even from our province!"

Yan Fei chuckled, "Who cares where it’s from, it’s all the same. Brother Fa, I’ll leave this to you, go back and have your people research it. If you need equipment, go buy it. Just get the product out when it’s ready."

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and with a flick of his hand, a shiny little gold coin flew over. "Brother Xiaohei, this is yours now!"

Xiaohei caught it in a flustered manner, still somewhat in disbelief. "For me? You’re handing it out so casually?"

"What’s the matter? Did you want me to find a reporter to take a photo of you alone?" Yan Fei said with a smile. "From now on, it’s the same for everyone. Whoever can come up with good ideas, the reward will be given on the spot."

Everyone felt that Yan Fei was being too casual with handing out rewards, but after some thought, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it. Just like Xiaosong who got the reward, others in the place might have seen similar automation equipment before, but it was only Xiaosong who thought about whether it could be modified for feeding cattle, and he actually made it happen.

The reason why Xiaohei was directly given a reward for discovering this vacuum-packed sauce beef was because it was definitely something that could be produced at the facility. It was just a matter of purchasing the requisite vacuum packaging equipment, and after a few trials, the Meat Processing Factory would have a new product, one that could withstand short-distance transportation and be sold to other places.

Even before Xiaohei came to the place, he had always been a big help. When Yan Fei first bought cattle, it was Xiaohei who helped. But since the rules for the end-of-year awards were set, Yan Fei himself couldn’t break them. Now, he found an excuse to give Xiaohei this gold coin—besides, Xiaohei’s contribution was indeed worth a gold coin, and none of the newcomers who hadn’t received a gold coin could say anything about it.

Embarrassed by Yan Fei’s words, Xiaohei took the gold coin happily and kept quiet, examining it over and over with particular care. These few days, he had only seen others flaunting theirs; now it was finally his turn!

Everyone watched him beam with joy, and they also found it extremely amusing.

Yan Fei finally said with a smile, "All right, Old Ou, Old Gao, about the move for Brother Fa, you two go give him a hand, it’s just a few possessions, if needed..."

Before he could finish, sudden cries of alarm came from outside.

Yan Fei jumped up and went outside, asking the crowd, "What’s going on? What happened?"

Lin Xiumei and Yan Wenhai were in the middle of the crowd, and at that moment, Lin Xiumei looked astonished while Yan Wenhai said, "Just now Xiaoqing said that someone was killed on the bus back!"

Fang Xiaoqing emerged from the crowds that parted, obviously a bit traumatized and unfocused. "Two people were stealing on the bus, and when they wanted to get off mid-way, they were found out. People caught them and started beating them, and suddenly one of them was killed... The guy was shouting that he was from Guo Village, and someone has already called the police station."

Her words were incoherent, and Lin Yumei was so scared she could not stand it. She hugged the girl and cried, "Girl, you haven’t been frightened, have you? Don’t scare your mom... Old Gao, Old Gao, come see if the girl’s okay..."

In this state, Lin Yumei actually startled Fang Xiaoqing: "Mom, I’m fine, I’m fine, don’t be afraid..."

Old Gao, who was called over, stood by helplessly, not sure what to do, and hesitantly reached out an arm to pat the backs of mother and daughter. His awkwardness was somewhat amusing to witness, yet the situation was not one to be laughed at.

Lin Yumei was more frantic than Fang Xiaoqing, tears pouring down non-stop, and soon Fang Xiaoqing also began to feel helpless. Suddenly turning around, she grabbed Old Gao’s arm, "Uncle Gao, please talk to my mom, I’m really okay!"

Lin Xiumei also stepped forward to calm Lin Yumei down, "Sister-in-law, don’t panic. Look, Xiaoqing is fine, isn’t she? Xiaoqing, you and your Uncle Gao help your mom inside. With so many people around, you’ll be a spectacle."

Lin Yumei finally snapped out of it and looked Fang Xiaoqing up and down. "Girl, you’re really okay, right?"

Fang Xiaoqing had tears rolling down, "Mom, don’t be scared. I’m really okay. Just a thief that got killed, a bad guy stealing deserved to die. What am I afraid of?"

Old Gao finally remembered to say something, "Yes, yes, it’s just a thief who was stealing. Thinking about our villagers who got their money stolen, he deserved to die, deserved it..."

These three, not even from one family, created quite a stir, and Yan Fei and his group still couldn’t clearly understand the situation: From what Fang Xiaoqing had said, it wasn’t clear whether the thief who had not died was from Guo Village or whether the person who had killed the thief was from Guo Village... Anyway, it certainly wasn’t the thief who was beaten to death that was from Guo Village; dead men tell no tales, if that were the case, considering how faint-hearted Fang Xiaoqing was, she likely wouldn’t have made it back.

Now didn’t seem like the right time to interrupt and ask for details. Heizi was about to make a call to inquire when Yan Fei stopped him, "Don’t go!"

He could already hear someone running towards them from outside. Soon, a young man burst into the cattle farm, dragging another person and pleading, "Where’s Boss Yan, where’s Boss Yan? Please tell me where Boss Yan is, I beg him to save me..."

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