Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1000 - 532: Come with Money and Chopsticks_3

Chapter 1000: Chapter 532: Come with Money and Chopsticks_3

This guy absolutely comes with a native sarcasm aura. When you hear him talk, even though it’s all normal sentences, his singsong tone will only lead you to one thought—grab whatever’s at hand and smash it on his head. Best if it’s a machine gun, to riddle the one talking into a sieve.

Take a normal person who’s really busy, they might sigh and say "So busy," but there’s always someone whose way of saying it can make you think they mean "The Emperor is busy"—you listen to them, and you’d think they just crawled out of a grave, that before being buried they were an emperor in some dynasty.

Wang Jiuming was already tipsy, and after hearing that he understood why Yan Fei was so rude earlier. He too was quite annoyed, "I’m not Boss Yan, but bro, we’re all players here. You think ten grand is worth pulling out? How about this, you put up five hundred thousand, and I’ll discuss it with Boss Yan. If he agrees, we’ll get back to you later."

Yan Fei hadn’t even spoken when the other end had already agreed.

Once Wang Jiuming hung up the phone, he turned to Yan Fei and said, "I thought you had a bad temper, turns out this guy is just unbearable to listen to. Why be polite with such a fool? Just take his money!"

As he spoke he pointed to the two dogs in the courtyard, his face full of indignation, "I just don’t believe that someone who can raise dogs as big as black bears could mess up raising a tiger! I told him, five hundred thousand for a match, life and death be on one’s own head. I simply don’t believe that a Northeast tiger can’t beat a Tibetan Mastiff..."

Yan Fei looked at Senior Brother Wang, who was getting a bit fuzzy from drinking, with no small amount of helplessness, "You’re talking as if I need that fifty thousand. Why should I bother with this headache? You want to keep your own life too relaxed? Anyway, I won’t do it. You’re the one who said you’d call him back, I have nothing to do with it."

"No, don’t do that!" Wang Jiuming giggled, with a face begging for a favor. "We’ve known each other for so long, yet I’ve never been to your place. How about this, if you agree, I’ll drive you back. Look at how great this deal is; as long as your tiger isn’t too shabby, I think it definitely wouldn’t be a problem compared to a Tibetan Mastiff. Really, those fifty thousand are as good as earned, to take it or not..."

In fact, this was all started by Yan Fei’s delivery of a tiger to the zoo.

Anyone who’s ever been to a park knows that there’s no shortage of photo taking. Including inside the park itself, it’s quite normal for there to be photo stalls.

After Tiger Da caused a sensation, not far from the entrance of the park, there was a photo studio owner ready with his camera—those who ran photo studios in the area were well-informed, and the news that the zoo was bringing in a new tiger to mate couldn’t be kept secret.

The owner was a young man who liked seeking out excitement, waiting with his camera in hand. As for why he was waiting when Yan Fei would leave, it’s because he figured that after the tiger was brought in for mating, it would definitely have to be taken out again—originally, he didn’t know how majestic the tiger was. Now that he did, he couldn’t miss this opportunity. Getting a photo to hang up in his studio would be such a boost in class!

Because the distance was far, the quality of the photographs wasn’t good, and the view was obstructed by moving heads, leading to poor angles. However, this was already the photographer’s best shot, at least enough to make out the size difference between the two tigers. Compared to Tiger Da, the zoo’s tiger seemed—quite "delicate."

Originally, it was nothing more than the photographer taking a photo for himself, as the zoo management hadn’t planned to publicize the event of the tigers mating before it was finalized—if the endeavor was successful, great, but if it failed and had been promoted too early, it would be seen as false advertising, turning a good thing bad. There’s a saying: "The less you do, the fewer mistakes you make," and the more work you do, the easier it is to slip up!

So, in the early stages of such events, it’s best to keep a low profile, and when the time comes that it’s successful, then it can be released as good news. By then, it would bring face and benefits to everyone involved, achieving universal happiness.

As luck would have it, a reporter from the evening paper knew the photographer and, because his shop was in a good location, it often provided the reporter with news tips, making their relationship quite friendly. After learning about the event, the reporter felt it was definitely newsworthy for the paper. With the imposing appearance of Tiger Da, it was news that could raise the zoo’s profile.

Moreover, words are spoken by people, and the same event can be described in different ways, changing the feeling it conveys to others—being skilled in promotional work, this story, as it came from his pen, became one of the zoo actively seeking development and turning difficulties into opportunities.

As for the Mr. Chen who called Yan Fei, he wasn’t from Wan City.

That day, while he was bragging about his Tibetan Mastiff being able to fight tigers and lions, someone from Wan City who happened to be visiting overheard and recalled a recent newspaper article about someone in Wan City privately owning a tiger.

People are always present where chaos is most desired, and among the crowd, there were quite a few keen on stirring up trouble. So, with others egging on, it led to the phone call Yan Fei received.

And as for why these people could find Yan Fei’s number, that wasn’t unusual.

Those who could casually offer ten thousand were definitely not peasants growing a couple of acres of lean field. Just a bit of networking, by casually inquiring at the zoo, they could learn Yan Fei’s identity. Getting his number was easy, too; one could simply buy some beef jerky at the mall, and there would be a contact number for the ranch. Just call and pretend to discuss business if needed.