934: Chapter 509 Turns Out This Is diation 934: Chapter 509 Turns Out This Is diation The era is developing, society is progressing.
The spring breeze of reform and opening-up has been blowing, and great, ever-changing transformations have occurred throughout the land of China.
The only exception seems to be the restaurants in Sancha River, which, as far as Yan Fei could rember, had always remained the sa.
They were the sa establishnts that had been there for at least five or ten years, giving the impression that no new restaurants had been added to the town of Sancha River for many years.
In fact, that was indeed the case.
Basically, each of these restaurateurs had their own secret skill.
For example, whose Roast Chicken or Braised at was the best, whether it was Braised Pork Head at or Braised Lamb, including Five-spice beef and Beef offal soup, even the children in town were familiar with them.
If they were sent from ho to buy cooked food, they knew exactly what to buy and from which family without asking.
To say there had been no changes at all would not be correct, but for those living there, the changes were so insignificant as to be not worth ntioning.
It was little things like so smaller restaurants slightly expanding in size, adding a few more tables, or partitioning off a few small rooms at the back of the restaurant to create private dining areas, which was considered quite upscale.
The one that Yan Fei had arrived at was just such a place, a family-owned restaurant which was no different in layout from the Old Yan Family blacksmith shop.
Only now, there were two additional small rooms in the courtyard, serving as private rooms where guests could have a private conversation when hosting others.
Seeing Yan Fei co in, the boss, who had been waiting for him for a long ti, imdiately ca over to greet him, “Boss Yan has arrived, please co in quickly.
Secretary Yan is waiting for you in the room.”
Secretary Yan was the village secretary that Yan Fei had co to et.
Their village was nad Yan Village, and most of the inhabitants shared the Yan surna.
Yan Fei casually asked, “How many people are with him?”
The boss replied with a smile, “It’s just Secretary Yan inside.”
Yan Fei thought for a mont and then said to Heizi behind him, “Then you wait outside for a bit, it’ll probably be just a few words.”
He pushed open the door and entered.
Yan Fei saw an old man sitting inside smoking a cigarette.
As he ca in, the old man stood up, offering a cigarette while smiling and asking, “You are Boss Yan, right?”
Although the two of them had not dealt with each other before, there was no need for introductions at this point—they naturally recognized each other.
They had probably seen each other before.
Back when Yan Fei was distributing beef, many people had co to know him, but unfortunately, he couldn’t rember everyone’s na.
“I don’t smoke,” Yan Fei declined, and got straight to the point.
“Secretary Yan, about…
I am not good at pleasantries, our eting today is about the issue between Old Zhou and your son.
What do you have to say?”
“No hurry, no hurry,” Secretary Yan answered cheerily, and upon hearing Yan Fei didn’t smoke, he didn’t insist further and put out the half-smoked cigarette he had.
“I wanted to ask, what is your relationship with this Mister Zhou Dalian…
What’s on your mind coming here today?”
Yan Fei pondered for a mont, feeling it was not worth wasting too much ti on this matter, and was very straightforward, “This is my first ti diating such a matter, and I don’t have any experience.
Old Zhou has helped with a few small favors before, and this ti I just thought, make Old Zhou apologize to you, pay the dical expenses, and let it be over.
We’re all from the sa street, what’s the point of causing such a fuss?”
“That’s fine!
We’ll do as Boss Yan says,” Secretary Yan was even quicker to agree.
“I must give face to Boss Yan.
No need for an apology.
As long as he pays for the dical expenses, that’s enough.
Don’t worry, we’ll only ask for what was spent at the hospital, nothing extra.”
Secretary Yan’s quick response left Yan Fei montarily at a loss for words—this was not as he had expected.
The reputation of Secretary Yan in ordinary tis wasn’t very good and he had an unflattering nickna, “Little Yama.”
Especially in this incident, the word on the street had always been that he was determined to deal with Zhou Dalian with an uncompromising attitude.
To Yan Fei’s surprise, just after a few words, Secretary Yan promptly agreed to his terms, making Yan Fei hesitate for a mont before replying, “Then, on behalf of Old Zhou, I thank you.
I’ll have him bring so gifts to visit your son, and we’ll consider the matter closed.”
“No need, no need.
My kid is quite stubborn, sending him over will just result in awkward silence,” Secretary Yan really was cutting to the chase, even dismissively waiving the need for Zhou Dalian to humble himself by visiting the patient.
“No offense, but since you’ve personally co to discuss this, let’s just leave it at that.
Rest assured, I will give you this much face.”
If soone said not to visit the patient, it would imply that they were not yet ready to settle things amicably and intended to continue the feud.
However, once Secretary Yan explained, it all beca clear; he was intending to show full courtesy, giving Yan Fei plenty of respect.
“Alright, if there’s anything else you need help with, and I can help, I won’t refuse,” Yan Fei said after thinking it over, not sure what else to say.
He was not one for hollow courtesies, so this was already a significant step forward for him.
“Well, there’s a little sothing,” Secretary Yan rubbed his hands together, looking a bit embarrassed.
“That cooperation deal you have for raising cattle, will it continue?
Could you give our village a couple more quotas next ti?”
“That’s no problem, I’ll rember that,” Yan Fei nodded in response.
To ask for just two quotas was nothing excessive.
Now that Secretary Yan had brought it up, Yan Fei felt he understood the man a bit better.
To be a village secretary, he needed the support of his village.
That support couldn’t co solely from throwing his weight around—he needed to show his ‘capabilities,’ including this incident with his son getting beaten up.
It was about maintaining face.
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