Facing Yan Fei’s enthusiasm, the person called Station Master Zhang was quite puzzled.
He had certainly heard of Yan Fei’s na, and they were indeed from the sa hotown. However, facing Yan Fei’s words, he always felt as if sothing was not quite right.
But at this mont, Yan Fei was too enthusiastic, leaving him with no choice but to respond to Yan Fei’s words: "Hello, Boss Yan, we have also heard of your na for a long ti. I didn’t expect you to be younger than the rumors say. Are you also here to receive an award?"
"Aren’t I in the cattle business? Later on, I couldn’t handle the cow manure, so I followed soone to learn a thod of using cow manure to raise earthworms," Yan Fei explained. "Unexpectedly, while raising earthworms, I even ca up with a patent. I’m here for an award as well. It’s just small scale for , nothing compared to the years Station Master Zhang has put into livestock work. I have always wanted to consult Station Master Zhang!"
At this mont, Boss Yan was just a businessman who wouldn’t get up early without a profit.
He wasn’t really famous for Station Master Zhang; he was just using his ears to "search" for sounds around him, hoping for a pleasant surprise.
So units are really low-key; if not for accidentally hearing or being an industry insider, the younger generation wouldn’t even know about a fodder and feed station, right? It’s hard not to be baffled when you talk about it!
Such units, to put it bluntly, could just pass ti reading newspapers every day. In such a unit, for Station Master Zhang to receive an award, he must truly have so skills.
For soone with real skills, Yan Fei must be polite!
People shouldn’t just look at appearances but also... as Yan Fei thought about this, he looked at Station Master Zhang in front of him, who was dark and thin, his hands calloused and his face weathered. Although he wore a suit and tie, even in such clothing, he was indistinguishable from an old farr attending a market fair in the countryside during the New Year!
After watching for a long ti, he had no idea what he should be observing!
Simply getting straight to the point: "Station Master Zhang, why don’t we exchange business cards? I’m mainly here to see, and when you have ti, you can co to visit us. Consider it a private invitation; at that ti, I’ll have soone pick you up..."
No need to say more, let’s first get the person to co to our place. Then show him our lab, large-scale ranch, increasingly abundant forage planting in the countryside... and one last thing, the unregulated rule of distributing salaries and benefits based only on mood, not cost.
With these, there’s a chance the person might not leave once they co.
Even though the cattle farm has always mainly relied on "secret recipes," inviting professional technicians over will definitely be beneficial. There’s no wasted effort in striving for perfection. As the scale of farming grows, imagine if each cow could save so feed and gain a few more catties of at—what would that an?
A cow weighing over a thousand catties doesn’t consu a small amount of feed daily; gaining one or two or ten or eight catties of weight isn’t particularly noticeable. If not for sufficient numbers to tally, it’s impossible to discern a difference by re observation.
But what if there are a thousand, two thousand, or even ten thousand cows? Considering the increasingly expensive feeding costs and at prices, even an elentary student could calculate whether it’s worthwhile.
The key is that Station Master Zhang is also from the sa province, though not from Wan City, but not far away. Under similar climate conditions, the researched results could be almost directly applicable.
For Yan Fei, who is more and more business-minded, eting such a person here is a rare opportunity. Because otherwise, where would he ordinarily find such a professional person?
There are many people like Station Master Zhang who are dedicated to their work, but before there are results, who knows who he is? Who knows if his work is aningful or if he’s idly ssing around? Where would you find him if you wanted to?
After chatting a while more with Station Master Zhang, Yan Fei exchanged business cards with him and then disappeared in a flash. Station Master Zhang and the people accompanying him were left bewildered, and no one spoke for a long ti...
"Hello, Director Huang, nice to et you." Yan Fei approached another person with great enthusiasm, holding out his business card. "I’m Yan Fei, a cattle breeder from Yuzhou Province. I’ve heard of your deeds, rooted in the grasslands for years, making visible contributions in pasture planting and soil and water conservation..."
Yes, he had heard about it just ten minutes ago.
This Director Huang was from an ethnic minority group from the grasslands, working in pasture and desertification control.
Boss Yan felt that having a chat wasn’t a bad idea. Although Wan City had good conditions and climate, so areas inevitably had poor terrain and soil. Perhaps talking now could be of use in the future?
...
In a short while before the eting, Yan Fei handed out four or five business cards, all to those he thought he might need in the future.
Afterwards, he found a place to sit quietly, listening to the conversation of a few people not far behind him, with an attitude of earnest attention.
Hmm, these were the general managers of biotech companies, deputy researchers of so research institutes, now gathering to discuss work-related topics.
Yan Fei, who was preparing to focus on research, thought that listening to these conversations could be useful for him.
...
Much dostic research cos from official institutes, where everyone gets paid to conduct research. Yan Fei always felt that, in terms of economic benefit transformation, this was slightly inadequate.
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