1504: Chapter 722 Ready with Both Hands_2 1504: Chapter 722 Ready with Both Hands_2 Being able to listen to tens of thousands of people conversing in bird language at any ti, and with a super brain to boot, it’d be weird if your bird language skills didn’t skyrocket.
The problem is, the bird language for exams is definitely not the sa as spoken language.
It could be used in writing novels, but if you do that in an exam, you’d definitely get no marks—chances are none of the examiners have been overseas, they just won’t recognize this kind of spoken language in writing.
The girl was furious: “I’ve already told you to follow the textbook for the exam, and you kept saying no problem, no problem…”
“I’m at a level where I could publish books, who would’ve thought there could be problems like this with just an exam?” Yan Fei was already in a bad mood today, and discovering this issue now certainly didn’t help.
It’s a good thing the girl was with him, or who knows whom else he would’ve gone and caused trouble for.
He was truly frustrated; he’d finished translating tens of thousands of words in the novel and had no issues communicating with foreigners, but to realize he hadn’t dealt with the exam properly would ruin anyone’s mood!
After hiding out in the room with the girl all morning and finalizing the novel draft, nothing had happened by noon, and Yan Fei finally beca restless.
He picked up his phone and called Chief Pi: “Director Pi, what are you up to?”
“Nothing much, haha!” Chief Pi was clearly in a very good mood.
“I thought you’d call in the middle of the night!
Didn’t expect you to have such patience.
Haha, how does it feel to have your routine all figured out?
Told you, boy, you can’t be so careless with your actions.
I’ve caught you red-handed, yes?
Let tell you, I made use of so private connections for this, consider it a small warning.
If you do it again, you might not be so lucky…”
Yan Fei had forgotten the rest of the conversation by the ti he hung up; he only rembered these sentences.
It seed, probably…
that Director Pi hadn’t discovered any of his little secrets at all!
Halfway through being pleased, Yan Fei began to ponder after putting the phone down: Could it be that Director Pi is sly and cunning, saying this on purpose to lull into a false sense of security?
It’s possible, and who knows if he has people secretly watching right now!
Still feeling uneasy!
“Let’s bring Yan Chao over, shall we?
After we finish submitting our university choices tomorrow, and that inspection team finishes up, how about we go traveling?” Yan Fei, after much thought, said to Xu Xiaoyan.
“Sure!” Xu Xiaoyan agreed with a nod.
“When we were young, we ran around everywhere.
Xiaochao thinks about playing all day with nowhere to go, it’d be nice to take him along!”
“Then let’s leave now.” Yan Fei was ready to go at a word; he put down whatever he was holding, walked out with the girl, and only then called his parents to inform them they were going to pick soone up and asked them to prepare lunch for just the two of them.
Driving straight to the county town, Yan Fei never considered that Director Pi had been quite clear in what he said; this ti private connections were involved.
The main reason was that Director Pi thought the big things Yan Fei was doing were right, so he was more tolerant of his ‘minor mistakes’ and decided to give him a warning.
The premise of this warning was based on recent assessnts of Yan Fei’s behavior, exonerating him of suspicions and then making contact.
As for clearing those suspicions, it had a lot to do with the parking lot brawl—because that incident was so indicative of a young and successful person’s behavior.
Unable to stand the slightest offense, ready to throw down at the first word of disagreent.
Then there was the scrap-dealing business; the general consensus from above was that it might be a person with a strong sense of patriotism who, through so unspeakable special channel, got hold of an advanced fighter jet, and found a way to ‘donate’ it to the scrapyard run by Director Pi’s team.
Selling a fighter jet as scrap, and arranging fights in hotels over petty quarrels—it’s quite a disconnect.
Imagine soone concerned with the greater good stooping to perform a full-on physical altercation in front of many people, just because of a few words of dispute?
So sotis, reality surpasses people’s imagination to the extent that no one believes the eccentric who fights over a few words is the sa mysterious person who sold the fighter jet as scrap just a few days earlier.
Another point that needs to be made is, the information gathered by Director Pi’s team includes an incident where, because Yan Fei’s car door was slightly scraped, he had perford another ‘big scene’—this was also a main reason why Director Pi’s people ambushed Boss Yan.
And even earlier information includes his acquisition of apple trees from the township.
To Director Pi’s team, this was also quite odd behavior.
The apple trees were part of a poverty alleviation project spearheaded by Secretary Jiao, and now Yan Fei was blatantly buying them.
Not many insiders knew, and outsiders mostly thought he had a grudge against Secretary Jiao; it was as if he was slapping him in the face!
If Secretary Jiao wasn’t so public-spirited, just this alone would be enough reason for him to score a small account against Boss Yan, to be settled by throwing a few stones when he falls into a pit one day.
In short, there were so many ssy issues, but in the end, Yan Fei was proven ‘innocent.’ In the eyes of Director Pi and his people, Boss Yan was just a lucky naughty child, who, although his net worth had remarkably increased, still retained the naivety and cunning typical of rural youths, and his vindictiveness and ignorance of worldly ways remained unchanged…
It wasn’t surprising to reach this conclusion, after all, Yan Fei was never a person with devious sches.
He does things on a whim, relying on his strong foundations to bulldoze his way through, too lazy to resort to any conspiracies.
From this perspective, sotis acting erratically and a bit off the wall is not necessarily a bad thing.
At least it makes it impossible for others to predict what sort of stunt you’ll pull off next.
Yan Fei didn’t expect so much, nor did he know that because others had eliminated their suspicions about him, they didn’t have the energy to pay attention to his trivial matters, like what ti he returned from Provincial City to Sancha River.
So at this mont, he was still making preparations on two fronts: one was to have Yang Hongqi do sothing to win people over, and the other was to be ready to take his entire family on the run at any mont.
He then went to the county town to pick up the delighted Xiaochao, inquired at the Forestry Bureau if there were any new policies regarding grassland restoration, and strolled around the governnt compound to ask if there had been any major movents in the county lately.
China has always placed high importance on agriculture and pastoralism, especially in recent years, as the economic developnt along the coast has been accelerating.
Policies favoring agriculture and livestock farming, converting cultivated land back to forests or grasslands are introduced plentifully, with new ones erging every year.
Now that Yan Fei is a direct beneficiary, of course, he paid extra attention to these matters.
When he returned ho with his wife and brother, it was already evening.
Just as he arrived, he saw Old He blocking the door looking for him: “Since you brought us here, you’ve been neglecting us.
What have you been busy with all day?”
Yan Fei was uncharacteristically a bit embarrassed: “Have you had dinner yet?
If not, I’ll catch you a few fish to try.”
“Go, go!” Old He was not about to be polite with him.
“Don’t think I’d feel pity for you, as long as you can catch them, I can eat them.”
“I want to go too, I want to go too.” The pitiful child shouted excitedly at the side.
Yan Fei picked up his brother, took his wife’s hand, and said: “Let’s go, we’ll take the boat down the river.”
Half an hour later, they returned not only with two big fish but also a soft-shelled turtle that weighed at least three catty.
Old He marveled, “Gosh, were those fish just waiting there for you?
Why doesn’t anyone else fish them out?”
“Besides , nobody else can catch them,” Yan Fei replied, with solid reasoning.
“They can only be found at Sancha River; the waters there are deep with whirlpools, it’s not even safe for most people to swim there, let alone fish for these creatures.”
Before dinner was ready, he received a long-distance call, and after finishing the call, Yan Fei happily announced: “I’ll give you a surprise in a couple of days.
Xiaochao, would you like to ride a big horse?”
Having ridden a tiger before, Xiaochao was imdiately excited about the prospect of riding a horse: “Yes, yes, yes!”
Not content with his response, he sweetly added another line, “Bro, you’re so good to , when I grow up, I’ll help you farm cattle so you don’t have to work so hard.”
Granny He was delighted: “Xiaochao’s really sensible, he’ll definitely do great things when he grows up.”
“Of course, I’m the class leader now, and I plan to keep being the class leader in second grade,” the naughty child said with full confidence.
Yan Fei muttered to the side: “Our class leader is really proud of his beef jerky…”
No sooner had he finished speaking, he was pinched by the grinning Xu Xiaoyan and suddenly found himself lost for words.
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