Carrying a Jurassic on me-Chapter 1756 - 832: Why bother

There’s a saying that goes, "A smile on the face, MMP in the heart!"

Yan Fei’s mouth was saying words of apology, but there wasn’t a hint of apology on his face.

It’s really unnecessary, their attitude is just not right—let’s be blunt, they immediately criticize, as if they’re ready to slap each other’s faces. It’s just a matter of who slaps louder, whoever can’t, just crawls away; politeness is irrelevant!

It’s not about deliberately creating levels or anything, but basically, for people at their level, there’s got to be a basic rule of harmony generating wealth. Even if you meet today and plan to throw black bricks at his house at night, you generally won’t show it openly.

If they’re not even bothering with that now, it must mean they’re really ready to tear things apart, so Yan Fei doesn’t need to be polite either.

It’s said that where there are people, there’s jianghu, and where there’s jianghu, there are disputes. These people are usually all smiles and harmony, but now just one issue of ranking has torn that harmonious facade apart.

"Even if you’re in a hurry, shouldn’t you mind your manners? So many of us are waiting, and you just come in and skip us? Is that appropriate?" The old man who sighed for eight seconds straight earlier said with a stern face.

"And who are you, old sir?" Yan Fei countered.

"I’m from Liuchuan Mechanical Factory..." the Eight-Second Sigh said angrily.

"Oh, the one that’s been losing money for six straight years?" Yan Fei said as if he suddenly realized. "What a pity, such an old factory, much older than me, right? Now it’s relying on relief food... sorry, my mistake, it’s support funds..."

"You..." The Eight-Second Sigh got agitated but couldn’t find the words.

Support funds sound better, but relief food, what’s that? Maybe young people don’t understand what relief food means, but for someone as old as the Eight-Second Sigh, he certainly knows.

But knowing is one thing, to refute it, he could hardly find a reason. Because what Boss Yan said was true, there was no way to argue!

You, someone who runs a business on relief food, are talking to me about manners? You should first make sure everyone in your business has enough to eat!

"Young man, your words are quite unpleasant!" The menopausal middle-aged lady beside him couldn’t stand it any longer. "After all, Director Yang is your senior..."

"And you are?" Yan Fei was prepared to speak his mind and questioned her background directly.

He had no choice; with a good memory and having attended a few meetings, he could remember certain well-known enterprises in the province. Plus, with Wang Jiuming and his senior brothers’ chats about ’interesting stories,’ Boss Yan knew quite a bit despite his bookish demeanor.

Anyway, Boss Yan bullying others with his good memory wasn’t new!

"I’m from the Spark Tractor Factory!" the menopausal lady said confidently. "What, are you going to find faults too?"

"Can’t find any!" Yan Fei shook his head regretfully. "Ever since Si Yaoqian’s group went to jail, your tractor factory has been booming! Right, I remember it happened two years ago, were you in the factory then?"

"You..." The menopausal lady immediately went silent.

What Yan Fei mentioned was big news back then. If the province hadn’t discovered and handled it promptly, the tractor factory might have been doomed!

If this lady was already in the factory at that time, unless she was the one who stood up and exposed it, it’s hard to say what she was doing. She doesn’t seem like the type who would take initiative to stand out.

Even if she wasn’t in the factory at that time, it’s still a scandal of her system. But seeing her completely speechless now, it’s likely she was indeed in the factory then.

"Haha, young man, you’re certainly energetic, you..." The big-headed, thick-necked man, seeing two people beaten like defeated roosters by Yan Fei, couldn’t help but speak.

"Hello, General Manager Liao, I rushed here and didn’t notice you were here too." Yan Fei enthusiastically went up to shake his hand. You want to pretend you don’t know me? No problem, I know you. "About the accident in your factory last year, are people okay these days? Have the injured workers’ families been appeased?"

"..."

Damn it!

The thick-necked man was speechless, inwardly cursing. That little work injury accident in my factory, you remembered it for half a year, did you come prepared knowing we’d be here?

At least we met once at some meeting, can’t you give a little face? What’s with young people these days?

He didn’t even consider, since he came here because of Yan Fei’s matter, did he give Yan Fei any face? If he did, he could have sent someone else to handle it and let him avoid the confrontation. Besides, he was almost pretending not to know Yan Fei just now.

Truth be told, thick-necked guy, although not quite impressive, does have some skills. He saved a few small factories before, which is something he’s proud of. But arrogant people are also easy to knock down, as they can’t stand faults being pointed out. Once beaten by what they lack, they’re done for.

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