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Chapter 1194 - 600 Yan Fei’s Speech, Endless Nonsense_2

Chapter 1194: Chapter 600 Yan Fei’s Speech, Endless Nonsense_2

The inspection team was rather efficient. Assistant Meng briefly sat in a small meeting room, reacquainted himself with the leaders who had come to meet him, and after exchanging a few words, he suggested, "Aren’t there some other cattle breeders who have arrived as well? Let’s not keep them waiting too long; let’s head over!"

At this moment, Secretary Niu was in a bind. He had been quietly discussing with Yan Fei about having him give a presentation too—it had initially seemed unnecessary, but now that Assistant Meng had noticed him, it seemed only appropriate to ask him to speak.

Who would have thought things would start before they had even settled it?

Some people stayed back in the meeting room to maintain order, and as soon as the inspection team entered, applause thundered through the room.

Then it was time for the speeches. After the team’s members finished talking, the leaders briefly responded before the cattle breeders began their presentations.

The format was quite predictable: start with greetings, then recount the journey of starting their businesses, a universally applicable reminiscing about hardships. The main focus was on future prospects, somewhat like making a battle pledge, discussing developments and foreseeing how they’d contribute to the growth of Wan City’s local breed of cattle.

Just when it was about to wrap up, an unexpected thing occurred.

Suddenly, Assistant Meng asked the person next to him, "Why doesn’t the young Mr. Yan come up and speak? His cattle breeding scale is not small, right?"

At this point, when they reported sizes, it included not only Yan Fei’s directly owned cattle but also those that were part of his cooperative breeding. Three to four thousand cattle might not sound like a lot, but taking into account output and performance, hardly anyone could match it—after all, who else’s beef sold for as high a price as his!

A leader next to him was momentarily startled but then quickly recovered, turning towards Yan Fei with a cheerful expression, saying, "Well then, Comrade Yan, why don’t you come up and speak as well?"

Adding humorously, "I know everyone is also curious about something; nowadays, many young people immediately cover their noses at the smell of cattle dung, and they’d rather keep as far from cows as possible when walking down the road. I’m curious how a young person like Comrade Yan thought of entering the cattle breeding industry. Let’s give him a round of applause to come up and share his story!"

At that point, Yan Fei had no choice but to comply. Stepping onto the stage, he first greeted everyone and then nostalgically fell into reflection, "When I was a child, I always envied the kids in my village who had cows because they could take them out to pasture. Later, in school, I learned about ’The thin old ox counts the time silently; in the fields, the strong seedlings, he nods at every step’; I learned about Mr. Lu Xun’s ’Staring down directives with eyebrows grim, a willing ox for the young ones’; and also ’The wise old ox knows the evening sun is late; he does not wait for the lash to quicken his pace’..."

"So, back then, I had a dream—how great it would be if I could also raise a cow! To experience ’The shepherd boy rides the yellow ox, his singing voice shaking the dense woods’, to experience ’The Jiang Village kids boast proudly, stepping on the cow’s head to climb over its neck’..."

"Later, when I was alone at home, taking advantage of my parents not being around, I started tinkering with cattle raising... "

The rough folks in the audience were quite impressed, thinking to themselves: Look at Mr. Yan, no wonder he’s successful at such a young age—it’s because he has culture! Listening to his poetic verses shows his level!

But others couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. Many faces resembled someone who discovered a pile of cattle dung next to them while eating: This is supposed to be a formal work report meeting, with leaders from the department and the city present, and yet here you are reciting elementary school essays!

Fortunately, Yan Fei eventually shared some substantial details, such as casually approaching foreign chefs to market his beef, adding some substance to his school-child-like presentation.

By the time he finished speaking, the applause was even warmer than for the previous speakers.

A leader could not help but suppress his constipated expression while summarizing his speech, "Comrade Yan’s speech was quite good indeed! Raising cattle is not easy, but what’s even more challenging is how to expand the market, and for that, you need the spirit of a ’calf that is not afraid of tigers’..."

By then, it was getting late, and the report meeting concluded after the summary.

As for the actual site visit, today’s schedule was too tight to squeeze it in, so it would have to wait until tomorrow.

Thus, Yan Fei ended up enjoying another dinner. During the meal, someone came up with a glass and bottle of wine to strike up a conversation: Mr. Yan, your speech was excellent. You really are cultured, unlike us rough folks..."

Yan Fei modestly replied, "Oh no, not at all. I was just talking casually. Actually, that was all nonsense, just bluffing people. The reality is my home was near a veterinary station, and when I was young and didn’t know better, seeing people raise Breeding Bull, earning thousands per animal, plus making money just for mating them made me think—what a great deal if I had several Breeding Bulls and did nothing but let them have fun all day while making money!"

The people around him burst into laughter, finding Mr. Yan indeed an interesting character.

It wasn’t that Yan Fei talked a lot, but now that his business scope was expanding, these cattle farmers were potentially his future clients. Building good relationships now could lead to opportunities for cooperation anytime in the future.

However, just as two people walked past behind him, and the leading one was about to greet him, he heard the conversation and his face turned a bit dark. He couldn’t help but remind him, "President Yan, watch your words, watch your words!"