Chapter 296: Chapter 296: The Leader Highly Approves
Under a piece of cloth, I am the richest in the world.
I have no other hobby but I like to keep so lions, tigers, and leopards, and having a falcon wouldn’t be bad either.
“There was a report of fierce animals hurting people before, and a few years ago, a certain country in that region issued an ordinance that prohibited private individuals from keeping large fierce animals.”
Many were handed over, but quite a few refused to do so.
Of course, those who refused mostly chose to keep the fierce animals locked up and only took them out for walks when needed for photoshoots.
The person who sought help from Ding Wen this ti was one of the managers of a private beast garden.
A precious white lion was suffering from depression.
“I think it’s just stereotypical behavior, but the other manager seems to disagree. He said after long-term observation that the white lion was feeling down, its appetite was decreasing daily, and recently it had developed a liking for sleeping.”
At first, they thought it was physically ill, but after examinations with the best equipnt by the best doctors, it was confird that the white lion was physically fine.
“They finally found a psychologist, who determined that the white lion was depressed, but they didn’t know why.”
Ding Wen was approached because he was studying animal psychology with a colleague, and his colleague’s family had so business dealings with this party.
After reviewing the materials and making a judgnt, Ding Wen really didn’t think the white lion was depressed, but the symptoms shown by the other party were certainly not normal.
“The other party offered a good reward, and more importantly, these people rarely have channels to make contact. If you could satisfy them, the rewards could be substantial.”
Ding Wen gave him a look, saw that he was unmoved, thought for a mont, and added,
“Aren’t you looking to buy a vehicle that can carry animals? The reward they’re offering is enough for you to buy a vehicle and make necessary modifications. Maybe they could even help you apply for a special breeding license.”
Chen Ying smiled at him, his gaze subtly revealing a hint of contempt.
He was no longer the person he was two years ago.
Now, he was terrifyingly strong!
Even if he still didn’t want to have any relation with his father’s property, just based on the prescriptions he had produced before and the traditional veterinary orthopedic treatnt techniques he was now promoting heavily, his accumulation of wealth was incomparably greater than before.
Seeing that bribery was futile, Ding Wen finally spoke his true thoughts.
“Brother, I’m asking for your help. I really want this opportunity. I’m not asking you to do much. Given your strong affinity with animals, I just want you to help check out what’s really going on with it.”
So things are clear to everyone, no need to dig deeper.
Other people’s technical strength and capabilities aren’t sothing you can acquire by asking more.
Ding Wen ntioned that his and his friend’s project involved so special areas, and this beast garden manager’s employer could offer help in this regard.
“I won’t lie to you, brother. I really need this opportunity, but I’m not introducing this to you just to use you. I think you really could make contact with them.”
“They have a lot of money; spending it here or there doesn’t matter. Your animal protection actions are hard to maintain without funds. If their foundation could invest, even if just to buy so dical equipnt, wouldn’t that be good?”
Ding Wen knew Chen Ying’s personality and understood his reluctance to engage in manipulative tactics, so he patted his chest.
“You help confirm the condition of the white lion, and I’ll handle the rest. Surely, I won’t let you suffer, how about it, do we have a deal?”
Chen Ying thought for a mont, “I can help, but not right now.”
Ding Wen wanted to persuade him more, but after thinking for a mont, he nodded.
“Okay, I heard they’ve also invited another team of doctors to treat him. We can’t be too eager to join them. Go back and settle your family affairs first, and I’ll handle the overseas issues.”
They agreed to et in ten days at the provincial capital and then depart together if the other party still needed them.
If the other party had already cured the lion, it wouldn’t matter.
Chen Ying had to first report to his old leader when he returned and make another trip to the Forestry and Grassland Bureau to record the details of his recent trip assisting in the rescue and treatnt of the West African lion.
If he wished, he could also use this experience to publish a paper.
He was thinking of applying for a senior level ahead of ti, with the help of Careyes and Professor Everett, securing a core journal paper should be easy.
This ti at the Forestry and Grassland Bureau, the atmosphere felt different from before.
Chen Ying’s expression didn’t change; he followed the known procedures without any unnecessary talk.
Soone wanted to say sothing to him, but was stopped by a colleague with a look.
After people left, a young staff mber, confused, asked the old office workers,
“It doesn’t seem that Dr. Chen is difficult to deal with, why are you all so cautious around him?”
The older people exchanged glances, remaining silent.
Soone nearby snorted coldly, “Isn’t it just because they envy his strength? Those who lack virtue necessarily feel inadequate.”
Seeing his colleagues busying themselves over a single comnt, the young man seed to understand sothing, yet not fully.
Muttering to himself, he went back to his work.
Outside the leader’s office, Chen Ying, holding his phone, was ssaging soone.
“My classmate ntioned that the bureau dealt with a batch of people involved in illegal trading last ti; so people dare not vent their anger at the leaders, so they targeted you instead. You’d better be more cautious, or just make an effort to reach a position they can’t, so they can do nothing but grit their teeth.”
Yin Li’s tone was filled with resentnt.
He truly didn’t understand—didn’t people who worked in the industry know how hard the front-line workers for nature conservation had to work?
Wanting money isn’t shaful, and they’re not immortals who live on air and dew; which mortal doesn’t love money?
But as the saying goes, “a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way.” Making mistakes and not reflecting on oneself, but instead blaming others—what kind of person does that?
When Chen Ying heard about this, he felt it wasn’t worth getting angry over.
He was mainly unable to get angrier because, aside from being able to hold him back through resource allocation, they really couldn’t do much.
Even with resource allocation, they didn’t dare to be too harsh or obvious about it, or else a batch of people would have to step down.
The leader’s secretary ca over and invited him in, taking the chance to butter him up a bit.
This praise was sincere since Chen Ying’s recent assistance with Panthera’s rescue work had greatly benefited the communication between dostic and foreign organizations.
Due to Chen Ying’s outstanding performance, two cooperative research projects that had long been in contention were quickly finalized.
It might be incredible to many, but the dostic scholars were making genuine efforts to show their strength abroad and gain international influence, not just for themselves.
“One of the projects involving Traditional Veterinary dicine had been in negotiation for a long ti, but the other party had continually expressed distrust. Once they learned from Professor Everett how important your help was, they quickly relented,” the secretary said with a genuine smile, “Dr. Chen, keep it up!”
His own efforts were indeed seen and appreciated by others.
Chen Ying felt much better.
Suddenly, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pendant with a West African style and handed it to the secretary.
“I recall Secretary Cao has a little girl at ho, right? Give this to your child. I didn’t get a chance to shop in the city this trip, I’ll bring you gifts next ti.”
The secretary happily accepted it and tucked it into his pocket. anwhile, the door to the leader’s office had already opened.
“Little Chen is back, co on in and have a seat.”
He talked in the old leader’s office for almost an hour.
When Chen Ying ca out, he was ntally exhausted.
However, the results were good. The leader acknowledged his efforts and expressed that he would consult with the directly managed departnt at River Source, providing Chen Ying and his research team with the maximum convenience.
Additionally, the previously submitted application for the “National Key Protected Wildlife Dostication and Breeding Permit” had been approved.
With this permit, Chen Ying could keep special animals under his personal care for conservation research.
However, without approval from the supervising departnt, he could not sell or trade the dosticated animals or their products, which eliminated the path for certain people to profit from obtaining special permits.
Chen Ying applied for this to ensure that he could keep animals in need of ongoing observation and protection close at hand.
Now destined to shuttle between two places, with the permit, the little lynx could accompany him to River Source for ongoing treatnt and observation.
With the permit in hand, the matter of the vehicle Ding Wen had ntioned ca to mind.
Previously, they had been hitching rides with Old Gao. Since everyone rarely left the mountain, Old Gao’s truck would sit idle for half a month at a ti, potentially spoiling if not moved.
But it would be inconvenient to take the little lynx to River Source or other places in the future; it would be best to have his own vehicle, which would need so modifications, including an added protective animal cage.
He wasn’t worried about the lynx hurting anyone, but others were afraid.
After staying for two days in the provincial city to complete the procedures and obtain the freshly issued permit, Chen Ying made a detour to visit his teacher and also requested his junior fellow in the teacher’s team to help customize a transport vehicle.
When he returned to the rescue station, it was already the fourth day around noon.
After nearly two months, the rescue station had almost completely changed.
Two small buildings had been constructed and installed, and even the animal shed had been partially renovated.
The shelter had been transford into two stories; the upper story was a bird rescue and shelter room that Old Gao had insisted on building.
“On the left side of the animal shed are two small binturongs that fought each other to mutual injury, brought in by Uncle Zhao.”
The space on the right was vacant; it had been transford into an activity room for the little lynx.
Upstairs, there were five cages in a row, with two raptor cages on the left and pheasant cages on the right.
Raptor Cage Number 1 housed a pair of wood owls, and Number 2 had a Falco peregrinus.
Only a blue pheasant lived in the pheasant cage; it was rescued by the Forest Patrol Team mbers from the mountain, with injuries to its wings and legs that limited its mobility.
The area of the Forest Ergency Station had been slightly expanded, with buildings closely packed, leaving the animals with cramped activity space.
But this place was essentially an ergency station, serving as a treatnt center for animals needing imdiate rescue, and it didn’t undertake heavy shelter tasks.
If really necessary, animals needing long-term treatnt and shelter could be transferred to places with better space and conditions after their injuries were stabilized.
Apart from animals and birds, Dao ihua’s plant corridor was also completed.
“Things are quite lively here now; we have nearly everything except aquatic creatures,” said Chen as he and Old Gao sat on camping chairs under the raised floor while ndun’er’s three cubs wrestled and played in the middle of the forest.
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