To many people, a ranch is just a ranch, what’s the difference? But just like a chef who’s used to using knives from an old iron forge finds it hard to adjust to knives made by so foreign military industry, ranchers may accept increasing chanization, but they see the excessive use of fertilizers and pesticides as damaging the land.
Many of the old ranchers’ feelings for the ranch land are quite similar to the feelings Chinese farrs have for their own land.
Even if the skin color is different, many emotions are the sa.
Old Sandy was really conflicted at this mont, his stubbornness had beco his weakness. Stubborn people have enough persistence, and a lifeti of keeping their promises has made him want to backtrack but unable to say it at the mont.
Chen Yingjun thought it was finally ti to redeem himself: "Our ranch’s philosophy has always been pure nature and no pollution. In our hotown, there are a total of over seventy thousand people living on less than two hundred square kiloters of land. We raise about twenty thousand cattle there, with over ten thousand scattered among households. But the environnt in our area has always maintained its original state."
"Last ti our ranch auctioned off the nearby mine, the intention was definitely not to develop it, but to better operate the ranch. Everything we do is to serve the ranch, and to cultivate the best beef. Hand the ranch over to us, and we guarantee it’ll develop in the best way possible..."
This guy picked up those ideas while following Yan Fei on contract negotiations outside. Actually, he had never raised cattle before—for goodness’ sake, being the grandson of a coal boss, when would he have had the chance to shovel dirty cow dung!
But now that he’s worked and trained for a while, he doesn’t look as pale as a scholar anymore; it almost looks like he knows what he’s talking about.
Old Haiden commanded, "Old Sandy, you quoted your own price, and Mr. Yan hasn’t even bargained with you. If you don’t agree now, you’ll find it hard to get a more suitable buyer! If I were you, I’d sell the ranch now, or buy a villa by the sea, buy a yacht, spend your days sunbathing and fishing."
"Your wife has suffered with you on the ranch for a lifeti, don’t you want to take her to travel the world? Don’t you want your children to leave the countryside and venture into the big cities?"
All that’s missing is a direct line—doesn’t the wide world out there tempt you to explore?
Unfortunately, Haiden and Chen Yingjun’s words didn’t have any effect, Old Sandy smoked away, his weathered face shrouded in smoke, reluctantly revealing a conflicted expression both wanting to refuse and recalling he nad a price, and didn’t respond for a long ti.
Seems like it’s not going to work out!
Yan Fei knew in his heart that he was simply here to try and show his sincerity!
After all, passing ti is just passing ti. If at this mont Old Sandy suddenly beca emotional and said, "Let’s sell it," wouldn’t it be profitable?
People are like this—the price is clearly high, but because the seller is unwilling, the buyer feels like they’re gaining if they purchase! This strange psychology applies even to soone like Yan Fei.
"Can I think it over a bit more?" Old Sandy finally said.
"Sure!" Yan Fei briskly stood up. "Mr. Sandy should already know my sincerity. If you’re inclined to sell, feel free to call anyti. I definitely won’t change your quoted price."
Yan Fei stood up, and the group followed suit.
Old Haiden also stood up easily, he had been quite troubled earlier.
It’s foreseeable that Yan Fei will certainly bring substantial developnt to the town, letting people live better lives. However, Old Sandy has spent his entire life here, and though he and Old Haiden are not exactly close friends, they are lifelong acquaintances.
Being stuck in the middle, he’d had his difficulties too!
Now that Yan Fei stood up, he felt relieved!
He secretly told himself: never get involved in such things again!
...
Back at the ranch, others were still a bit regretful, but Yan Fei had already started preparing to send off the Guo siblings.
The prepared gifts weren’t anything special, but Yan Fei promised, "I will surely visit in a while; I will visit Uncle Guo then."
No need for more words; The Fifth Young Master Guo started to look forward to it.
Boss Yan always brings ’simple’ gifts. Every ti he cos, they’re always local specialties, but those ’specialties,’ well, those who use them know how effective they are.
Even Guo Jingya knows that as long as she stays with Xu Xiaoyan for a while, she will feel like her skin gets better.
Xu Xiaoyan was holding onto Guo Jingya, reluctant to part: "We planned to make an advertisent and wanted your opinion. But now you’re leaving before we could finish; I promise to show it to you when it’s done. I’ll send you a copy then..."
Yan Fei grinned cheerfully: "Why not show it to her now? Let her take a look at the draft even if it’s not finished yet..."
Those were shots taken by the two of them, not to be casually shown to others, especially insiders—because many insiders, with just one look, can tell whether the video was directly fild or created with high-tech.
Especially since the current technology isn’t that advanced, like in Jurassic movies, which represent the best technology of the current era.
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