Carrying a Jurassic on me-Chapter 770 - 400 Drinking Wine_1

"Wife, let’s pack up and go to the county town. Hurry..." In the afternoon, Yan Fei received another call. After hanging up, he began to prepare things. He filled a large basket with food from the kitchen and took it out.

Xu Xiaoyan saw him rushing about, and only after they got on the motorcycle did she ask him, "What’s this all about?"

"We’re going into town. I’ll bring some supplies to my parents and then go to see Secretary Zhao for some relationship building!" Yan Fei replied, revving the engine and speeding off. "The reporter from the city who’s supposed to come knows Secretary Zhao. He’ll arrive in the county this afternoon, so I’ll go ahead and ask him about his interview plans so we’re not caught off guard when he shows up tomorrow."

With city leaders due to visit the cow farm soon, he needed to share this good news with his parents. As for the reporter, Secretary Zhao had just called to mention him and asked if he wanted to meet up beforehand, so he had casually agreed. It would also be beneficial to meet him in advance, especially since the latter had been the one to suggest it.

His departure was rather timely. Not long after he left, a van pulled up at the entrance of the cow farm. Two men got out and asked for Boss Yan at the main gate. When they heard that he had gone to the county town and weren’t sure when he would return, they immediately became anxious.

Besides Old Cheng and Old Gong at the main gate of the cow farm, there were only a bunch of women. If someone came to buy wine, the women would handle it. As these persons did not come to buy wine, the two old men had to step in.

The two old men weren’t too concerned at first, but when these people asked if there were other ways to contact Boss Yan, Old Cheng became suspicious: "What do you do? You’ve been asking for a while and haven’t even introduced yourself. What’s the matter? Just spit it out."

The leading middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before replying: "I’m from the Industry and Commerce Bureau of the North District of the city. I came to discuss something with Boss Yan."

"Industry and Commerce Bureau?" Old Cheng narrowed his eyes in confusion, stared at the man until he became a little uneasy, and then continued, "If you’ve got something to say, say it! We abide by the law here. The Industry and Commerce Bureau shouldn’t have jurisdiction over us, right?"

The most eccentric part of the cow farm was these two old men who occasionally manned the gate. Now that there were more staff on the farm, there was basically nothing for them to do. But the two old men were restless. They would wander around, helping with any work if there was any, and if not, they would hang out at the gate, tidying up the surrounding area in their spare time.

If you weren’t familiar with these two old men, they could really throw you off.

One old man’s eyes were white and lifeless. It wasn’t a problem most of the time, but when he paid special attention and watched people intently, it was as if he bore a deep grudge against them. Those who were aware of his condition knew that he couldn’t see clearly unless he did so, but those who didn’t would only feel they were being glared at by a dead man who could not close his eyes.

The other old man was disabled. He used to feel aches on his injured body when it was windy or rainy, but after drinking medicinal wine every day, the pain was almost gone. His life improved along with his spirits, and everyone had almost forgotten his haggard appearance when he first arrived. He appeared to be growing more and more imposing. People who had been on the battlefield and encountered suspicious elements naturally had a stern gaze. Saying that it was murderous might be a bit of an exaggeration, but it would certainly make people feel uneasy.

The man from the Industry and Commerce Bureau who encountered these two old men felt a little eerie being scrutinized by their mistrustful gazes. He thought to himself: ’Who on earth works at this cow farm? Why do these two old men’s gazes give me the creeps!’

Unconsciously, he felt a bit inferior, and his speech faltered: "Uh, I’m here to see Boss Yan on a private matter, not official business..."

It really was a private matter.

This man wasn’t just anybody. He was the brother of Old Gui who had called Old Pan to negotiate compensation. After being rejected on the phone, he had been trying to brainstorm a counterstrategy when he suddenly heard news that his brother’s men had all been taken to the city bureau.

The quicker the city bureau acted, the worse it was for him. So he immediately stopped contemplating everything, found an associate, drove a van, and headed straight to the farm.

Once he was at Sancha River, there was no point in finding Old Pan who was already in the city. Instead, he decided to go directly to the person in charge.

He initially thought that once he met the person in charge, he could soften their stance just by using his well-honed communication skills and by being willing to abandon his dignity along with flashy rhetoric, not to mention putting in a lot of money.

But to his surprise, he was really down on his luck, not even able to meet the man in charge. All his prepared tactics had been wasted!

Upon hearing that it was a private matter, Old Cheng frowned and started to think. He seemed to remember that Yan Fei had recently mentioned something about the Industry and Commerce Bureau, but his memory was failing him due to his old age.

Though Old Gong was almost blind, he wasn’t mentally impaired. Despite not being able to see clearly, he made good use of his ears. He kept track of everything that was going on, so he immediately understood, "Ah, you must be related to the man who arrested our workers, right?"

That statement might sound a bit tangled, but they must have understood it across the table. Seeing the person in front of him nodding with a bit of embarrassment, Old Gong said outright, "Our boss is busy with something important, if you want his contact, you’ll have to wait until he comes back, we don’t dare to give it to others randomly..."

Old Cheng also remembered, regardless of who had offended our cattle farm, he wouldn’t be polite anymore. Both old men didn’t let him in, deliberately ignoring him, and went out for a stroll instead.

With the two large watchdogs staring at him warily, he didn’t dare to enter either. He had no choice but to get back in the van with the other person he came with, and sat there exposed to the wind as he continued to think of a plan...

Yan Fei’s trip was pretty smooth. His parents were still working, so he went straight to the fertilizer factory. Now everyone in this factory knew that the eldest son of the Yan family was doing well in life. When he ran into someone he knew, they were all very polite to him.

After telling his parents about the recent happenings in the cattle farm, they watched as their son grew more and more successful, filled with nothing but joy. He chatted with his parents for a while, left something behind, and then looked for Secretary Zhao. Secretary Jiao also took care of them, letting the secretary off work in advance.

The three of them waited for the arrival of a young journalist. After exchanging a few words with him, they all got along pretty well.

The journalist, Zhang Kun, wasn’t a law-abiding person either. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have come out of a military family, refusing to join the army and instead causing a fuss to run a newspaper as a young journalist. When he saw Yan Fei, a boss who had started his business from scratch, he was very impressed.

When it came to the matter of the interview, upon hearing Yan Fei ask if he could be less self-publicizing, Zhang Kun immediately agreed.

This was really simple. There were too many things worth promoting. Wan City steers were something the entire region was proud of, promoting steers was definitely the right thing to do; the ability of a small town to sell beef to Hong Kong, promoting local support for local enterprises would also be a definitely good concept; the way the cattle farm cooperates in cattle rearing, this model of wealth leading to wealth, is absolutely worth promoting eagerly; even the county wouldn’t be excluded, a local enterprise doing well is good for everyone, this time they might even make it into the newspaper.

As a result, just chatting casually over dinner ended up finishing the interview.

What’s left was for them to go there tomorrow and take a few photos around Sancha River. The cattle farm, earthworm breeding, mushroom cultivation, etc., all of these were worth promoting. Particularly the latter two, nowadays, places everywhere are desperately trying to find a path to wealth, isn’t this a mature path?

Small investment, quick results, needs for the site can be big or small, and the technical content isn’t so high. The most important thing is that these two things can use cow dung as raw material. In a cow breeding central area like Wan City, even people who don’t understand much would think these two ways of getting rich, were practically made for a place like Wan City.

Now Zhang Kun was considering that the column space reserved in advance by the newspaper might not be enough! frёewebnoѵēl.com

Perhaps he could suggest doing a small series, should he start with the introduction of the leadership inspection, or the beef being sold in Hong Kong?

While thinking, he suddenly realized a problem: "Boss Yan, will promoting these things have a significant impact on your business when others start doing the same?"

Yan Fei just laughed: "I mainly deal with cow manure here, you can promote however you want. If others can get rich because of this, it’s a good thing. I’m just doing some small business, it doesn’t really matter."

"Have you considered selling fungus seedlings and earthworm seedlings, or teaching planting and breeding techniques?" Zhang Kun asked another question. This was actually what he wanted to ask. If Yan Fei was interested in this, he could directly leave his contact information, it’s typical of pioneers who get rich first! When the newspaper does this, it’s almost like running an advertisement for him, and they’re also supporting local enterprises...

Yan Fei didn’t even think before replying: "I really don’t have time for this right now, it’s summer vacation, I have to accompany my wife. The new workers who just started in my place, lack experience. I really can’t find someone to teach others right now. Plus, if I say this, won’t people think I’m a scammer?"

Zhang Kun was suddenly at a loss for words, this could genuinely be possible.

Scammers nowadays are a bit rampant. In the past, be it ant breeding or earthworm breeding, they all claimed to package teaching and only charged a certain amount of seedling transfer fees. There were some who believed and raised them, some even managed to successfully do so, but virtually none of them managed to get rich in the end.

So even Zhang Kun couldn’t guarantee Yan Fei’s issue, just because it’s published in the newspaper, does it mean everyone will believe it? That’s not certain, mushrooms can still be explained, but this earthworm breeding, it sounds too much like ant and earthworm, and this can make people restless at first listen!

Seeing that they were nearly at a stalemate, Secretary Zhao called out, "Have some wine, have some wine, let Boss Yan make his money and you, Kun, go ahead and do your promotion. If people from afar don’t believe, I refuse to believe the people of Sancha River won’t. There will always be people who believe, as long as it’s publicized, whether others want to do it or not will be up to them, you’ve already done your best to publicize, it’s not like you can force them to believe, right?"

"Right, right, let’s have some wine, let’s have some wine..."

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