Carrying a Jurassic on me-Chapter 763 - 393 A Good Card_1

Does the painting seem a bit fake?

Looking at Yan Fei’s face of mild regret, Old Pan was both angry and amused; happy because the timing was just right to show this painting, but angry because this youngster was acting so excessively.

Usually, Old Pan would certainly comment: It’s not the painting that seems fake, it’s you who’s putting on quite a show, isn’t it?

But he didn’t have time for that now, as he had already known that Yan Fei was selling beef to Hong Kong. Holding this picture, obviously a photographed painting, looking at the slightly old buildings and the somewhat narrow streets, reality hit him in the face. The feeling was really different.

The old building couldn’t be blamed on the Sixth Miss Guo. She was the darling daughter of the Guo family who wanted to open a restaurant because she tasted good beef. Moreover, she wanted to be self-reliant and not rely on her family.

Yes, she didn’t depend on her family. She didn’t rely on her family for the location of the restaurant—it was converted from the tea restaurant her grandfather had given her. Of course, she didn’t rely on her family for the renovation expenses—she "self-reliantly" swindled it from her brothers.

She did everything personally.

In fact, she was the joy of her family. The family had more boys and the youngest was a girl, so it was normal for her to be pampered. If she was willing to trouble herself then let her be! At least she was doing it to earn her own pocket money, right?

So the location was somewhat unsuitable because the original tea restaurant was located on Old Street.

However, by sheer accident, this place was marvelously more than suitable—the old-school residents here were more in number. Old-school doesn’t mean old in age, nor does it mean conservative in thought. It refers to these people’s feelings for the mainland, which were far beyond comparison. Therefore, the patriotic slogan they put out had an unexpectedly big impact.

Adding the pre-debut hype by some paparazzi, along with later propaganda by relevant departments. Of course, there was also the truly good quality and relatively cheap price of the beef. Surprisingly, this place caught on fire.

The business was booming day by day, and the Guo family’s joy was through the roof, making everyone in the family happy as well.

Not only did Old Pan not know about these things, but Yan Fei was also unaware. But now, they didn’t need to know. Knowing that the name Sancha River had hung up on the streets of the international metropolis was enough.

The elders of Sancha River were nostalgic, often saying that our place was once known as Little Magic City. There were over a hundred tobacco and sugar factories, with boats coming and going at the pier. The number of laborers who made a living on that one pier was countless, and its prosperity was known far and wide.

But now, it is just an ordinary small town that can’t be any more ordinary. There must be countless small towns like this across the country. Even in Tanghe, a poor county, it does not stand out in terms of economic development, and even less so on a larger scale.

Who doesn’t want their hometown to be good?

Who doesn’t want their hometown to regain, or even surpass, its past glory?

So, Old Pan was genuinely excited and almost forgot about his two friends.

However, those two were certainly not invisible. They had already heard the key information from their simple conversation.

The two looked at each other, honestly a bit skeptical. Wan City’s cattle were amazing, but why would a small cattle farm just sell beef to Hong Kong?

But seeing Old Pan’s excited look, it didn’t seem like he was faking it, so they naturally had to ask: "Old Pan, is the ’Sancha River’ on it referring to our place?"

People in Sancha River feel that their hometown is unique. But anyone who has ever traveled outside knows there are countless places called Sancha River throughout the country!

Of course, the meaning of their question is not that you got it wrong and the Sancha River written here is from somewhere else. The meaning of their question is certainly: did you really sell your beef to Hong Kong?

Old Pan casually replied: "Could it be fake? Apart from our place, no other place is that lucky. Isn’t it mainly due to Boss Yan? Who else but Boss Yan could name his farm ’Morning Glory’?"

He started to laugh: "Hahaha... Initially, I always felt that this name was a bit awkward, but now why does it sound so pleasant? By the way, Boss Yan is a citizen-soldier from our town of Sancha River. I, this little minister, am also honored! Hahaha..."

The two guests were both incredulous and speechless. This little minister from the armed department, who was really just a figurehead unless the county government mobilized the militia to assist in maintaining public order. Observing his proud face, a stranger might think he was the mayor of Sancha River!

After Old Pan had a good laugh, naturally he wouldn’t neglect those few words at the bottom, which seemed to ruin the whole picture in Yan Fei’s eyes. After looking for a long time, he was still a bit confused: "Xiao Fei, what does this ’documentary’ written at the back mean? What do these other words mean?"

"I don’t know either!" Yan Fei honestly replied. "Even asking the two drivers didn’t clear things up. Anyway, it doesn’t really affect us, it could be just a marketing strategy! If the promotion goes well, they’ll earn more money, and as long as they continue to deliver our beef on time, that’s all we care about. The messy signature at the bottom is just for show, intentionally making it hard for people to recognize. If I didn’t know better, I wouldn’t be able to figure it out either."

Not getting the answer he wanted, Old Pan expressed his regret and couldn’t help but ask, "Should you entertain them a bit since they’ve come to pick up the beef?"

"No need, they are just two delivery guys. There are people at the ranch to attend to them. One of the guys is quite capable, he got along with Old Gao right away, so there’s no need for my hospitality!" Yan Fei was being honest; not everyone gets along with everyone else. Who could have imagined that a person coming all the way from Hong Kong would hit it off with Old Gao!

Hearing that the trucks picking up beef were now at the ranch, the two visitors finally had their confirmation.

Looking at Yan Fei’s young face, the two guests were completely won over. Looks can be deceiving, and dragons can be found in the most unassuming places in this day and age. They could never have imagined that in such a small place, they would hear such news.

Next, the two guests’ attention was completely shifted, or it could be said that they no longer intended to discuss their original purpose for this visit. They started to have an intense discussion with Minister Pan and Yan Fei about how Boss Yan managed to sell his beef all the way to Hong Kong.

Minister Pan couldn’t help but show off Yan Fei’s past ’achievements’, enumerating them one by one. It was already time for dinner by the time the boasting was over, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was lively. They talked about anything and everything, from their military stories, to the current economic development, and of course, the hottest topic currently, the return of Hong Kong.

Eventually, the two were most interested in Boss Yan. People in the military department generally don’t pay too much attention to other news, they hadn’t even heard about Japan wanting to invest. Hearing that Yan Fei had declined foreign investment, they couldn’t help but express their admiration over and over again.

For them, rejecting investment from Japan was right up their alley. Some grudges can’t be wiped out by simple diplomatic relations, especially for these clear-cut soldiers.

Especially when Yan Fei pointed out that those people may not have good intentions, they found a common language with everyone present.

After enjoying such a pleasant conversation, one of the guests suggested after having their fill of food and drink, "Boss Yan, your beef is so good, why not reach out to the military and let our People’s Soldiers taste the beef that’s sold all the way to Hong Kong?"

As soon as his companion mentioned it, the other guest brightened up, "That’s right! If the troops stationed here haven’t even tasted our local beef, wouldn’t the young soldiers stationed here regret it when they are discharged? Otherwise, they have been in Wan City for a few years for nothing..."

Of course, they just mentioned this issue, after all, discussing it in depth would involve military secrets. Besides, the armed department and the local troops don’t belong to the same unit, and their relationship with Old Pan isn’t that strong. They won’t put in a lot of effort to help.

Yan Fei wasn’t clear about this, and in fact, many citizens of the city didn’t know either. Not far from the city, at the foot of a small hill, there was an Armored Brigade. There were quite a lot of people and they had tanks and artillery.

They’re just making a suggestion, giving an idea. Depending on Yan Fei’s interest, he could find ways to make it happen. The military, regardless of where they are stationed, operate independently and ordinary people can’t easily intervene.

But with such a suggestion, it could be said that the two guests were expressing their goodwill. All in all, after a pleasant meal and a few cups of tea, the two guests got up and excused themselves.

Commonly used vehicles these days are mostly Jeeps leftover from the military. These vehicles are durable and suitable for all kinds of roads. Although sedans are good, they are first, expensive, and the average government office can’t afford them. Secondly, while these expensive cars can manage highways, if you dare to venture into rural areas, the roads don’t care how much you spent on your car. If you need to break down, you will break down.

These two guests had arrived in the town in a Jeep. As they drove away and a trail of dust was left behind, Old Pan looked at Yan Fei and burst out laughing.

From beginning to end, the two guests hadn’t even mentioned the reason for their visit - the group of people being held in the same compound were completely ’forgotten’ due to the farce.

Even when a waiter from the restaurant brought a bucket of leftovers to those people, the two guests, didn’t bat an eye. It was perfectly normal as their acquaintance with everyone was casual, their relationship with those arrested was likely the same. If they were just here to have a look and it was just a minor issue, helping to mediate wouldn’t be a problem – it would be beneficial for both sides to have a way out.

But in the current situation, not saying anything was definitely better than speaking out.

After Old Pan finished laughing, he turned to Yan Fei and said, "Good lad, tapping into this period, you’ve really secure a trump card!"

Yan Fei understood the meaning of Old Pan’s words. Now he would sometimes find some newspapers to read. While the information inside may not necessarily be useful, it can broaden one’s horizon. With a clear understanding of the general environment, having had this meal with Old Pan and the others, he had gained a little more insight. At this moment, he could say without modesty that he held a great card in his hand. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Judging from the current situation, it seems like they’re not keen to deal with this issue for now. Everyone is busy celebrating and they certainly don’t want some disagreeable matter to spoil the party.

But his trump card would be most effective at this time; once this opportunity is missed, there wouldn’t be another.

So that’s why he made a grand wave of his hand, still doing as he had before, waiting for someone to make the wrong move...

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