Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1431 - 693: Closed-door Research

Chapter 1431: Chapter 693: Closed-door Research

This was an era of science; the discourse on ghosts and spirits found no takers.

From the very beginning of mandatory education, one was taught to "believe in science."

Thus, Boss Yan was so reckless as to take the first step in creating miracles—if there were indeed any skeptics, please join me and read aloud, "Believe in science."

Having successfully "captured" two strange "scorpions," Yan Fei and his wife’s outing neared its end. The remaining time was spent running wildly through the woods with his wife, even letting his wife ride Tiger Da following him...

Until the girl tired out. He then led her out of the mountains, and after a meal at Old Niu’s house, he just dusted off his pants and left—as for the hints from Secretary Qu at the dinner table about wanting Boss Yan to invest or cooperate in cattle raising locally, he simply laughed it off.

Xu Xiaoyan’s holiday had already overrun, and as soon as she arrived at Sancha River, she planned to rush back to school.

After sending off his wife, Yan Fei then solemnly set apart a small area in the laboratory, claiming he wanted to observe the two strange scorpions for research.

However, his so-called "research" did not impress researchers like Liu JinXue, nor even Yang Hongqi, who admired him as a novice—what species of insect observation involves glancing briefly every day, then jotting down notes furiously?

Just a quick look during feeding before taking notes, and even then, those with poor eyesight might not discern how many segments the "scorpions" had—you are writing pages of observations in a flash; are you using telepathy?

To Yang and Liu, Boss Yan seemed just to be having some fun, given his young age—not in the throes of rebelliousness that characterized most teenagers? If it had been another kid, they might have been staging a rebellion or running away from home, but with responsibilities, the young man’s natural instincts could find no vent but in the laboratory...

Indeed, including Liu JinXue, most were still quite appreciative of Boss Yan’s business acumen.

When Old Liu ran his business, he did everything himself, and his earnings were mostly just his labor income. When unlucky, the income was not even as much as one might earn from manual labor elsewhere—at least manual labor purely involved physical work and didn’t require staying up all night.

Now, seeing Boss Yan, who spent his days going to school and upon returning, hugged his laptop not to study, but to chat with his wife. After chatting, he would spend the evenings lying in the laboratory writing a few words about the two peculiar insects. He looked much like any other high school student, except that he managed to listen to work updates and sign some documents during lunch.

All this was because Boss Yan shamelessly declared that he was in his "seclusion phase."

One reason was for the college entrance exams, and the other was to conduct biological research—this tactic he had used countless times, but it never failed. Nobody cared about the research, but as soon as the college entrance exams were mentioned, everyone had to make way.

He didn’t need to worry about the day-to-day of the company, as those who went to Boss Zeng’s family to collect debts successfully recouped the losses, and this time there were no excuses about missing invoices. Boss Zeng had become demented, and his previous "business" and "deals" were in jeopardy, the rest of his family dared not make any more powerful enemies—though rumors suggested that nine times out of ten, it was Boss Yan who had orchestrated these.

But where was the evidence?

Due to the upstanding handling of business matters, Heizi was nearly a qualified big boss, commuting back and forth in his Mercedes Benz S600, including handling various meetings big and small.

The sole duty of Boss Yan was to appear on critical occasions—there was only one such significant event, a key work meeting organized by the city with provincial leaders attending.

The reason was that the province had once again issued a rural and pastoral development plan; Cow Flower Company, as the leading breeding company in the city, unequivocally secured a spot for major support.

Under these circumstances, all negative remarks concerning Boss Yan vanished. The Cow Flower Enterprises of Sancha River shone gloriously as an exemplary company that could uplift poor regions into a moderately prosperous lifestyle.

Yet all this had practically no impact on Yan Fei’s life, who continued his leisurely schooling and conducted what others saw as indecipherable "research."

Yet Yan Fei didn’t think he was really that idle.

He was incredibly busy.

In the dinosaur world, he had planted tens of thousands of apple trees that were barely manageable by the few people they had. Consequently, Yan Fei had to purchase large amounts of hoses and pumps at night to irrigate the lands where apple trees were planted.

Furthermore, to draw water from the large river, he also had to spend considerable time "training" the nearby Suchomimus population to get used to hunting in the vicinity, ensuring they wouldn’t damage the water pipes.

The mechanical roar could scare away the indigenous creatures, but it was only noise, akin to the "Donkeys in Guizhou." After some time, the indigenous creatures realized that apart from making sounds, these peculiar things were utterly useless, and it was inevitable that a curious individual would come over to see what exactly this contraption was.

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