Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1501 - 721: Trouble in Peace Talks_2

Chapter 1501: Chapter 721: Trouble in Peace Talks_2

Upon hearing this, everyone really didn’t know what to say. They could only sigh inwardly: Money talks!

Since Yan Fei had spoken, Wang Yongcheng and the other two had nothing more to say. Wang Yongcheng was always on guard against Song Dafa, his old rival, and only in the past few days he had been accompanying Yan Fei, he didn’t feel it was appropriate to bring along his driver or assistant.

As for Chen He and Dong Qiushi, there’s no need to mention Chen He. Even though Dong Qiushi’s background wasn’t that strong, if someone really bullied him, those with a somewhat close relationship wouldn’t just stand by—being bullied and asking for favors were different. Asking for favors might make people reluctant to get involved, but if someone got bullied, some would still step up to say a word or to give a heads-up.

The group chatted for a while until the three of them sobered up from the alcohol, and then they took their leave.

Yan Fei had planned to go straight home, but after a thought, he swung by the Agricultural University to chat with Old He for a bit. As they chatted, the conversation turned to how Professor Qi had been in good health lately, and Yan Fei took the opportunity to extend an invitation: "Why don’t you bring your wife over as well, to accompany Professor Qi for a few days?"

Unexpectedly, Professor He nodded in agreement: "That sounds great! I was getting anxious waiting for an invitation... When are you heading back?"

"Right now," Yan Fei was very decisive.

He drove the old couple straight to Sancha County.

Coincidentally, halfway there, he received a call from Professor Qi: "Xiao Fei, when are you coming back? There’s an inspection team coming to check out your two insects in the next few days. You’ve got to be there!"

"I’ll be home soon, and I’ve brought a surprise with me," Yan Fei said cheerfully.

By the time he got home, it was already eight or nine o’clock. Yan Fei drove directly to Professor Qi’s courtyard, where he saw Professor Qi sitting at the gate, fanning himself, waiting for his return!

Upon seeing Professor He get out of the car, Professor Qi was all smiles. He hadn’t even spoken yet when Professor He shouted: "Well, well, Old Qi, you really know how to enjoy life. Get up and let me have a taste of that too."

Professor Qi laughed heartily and got up from the lounge chair: "Come, come, take a seat first, I’ll go get you something nice so you can enjoy it too."

He came back out with another chair and a bottle of Florida Water: "Quickly put some on, everything’s wonderful here except the mosquitos are a tad too many. You don’t feel them now because of the breeze, but you’ll be bothered soon."

After Professor He took the Florida Water, Professor Qi handed the chair to Granny He, asking with a smile: "You two haven’t had dinner yet, right? Let me make you a bowl of noodles..."

"No need, no need," Granny He hurriedly interjected. "We’ve already eaten at the crossroads just now. Xiao Fei is so considerate, he was worried we’d have nothing to eat when we got back."

"Well, I’ll get you some water, then," said Professor Qi, obviously in a great mood seeing an old friend, and turned to enter the house again.

Yan Fei, seeing his task completed, went to the lab to check on his two insects.

The carefully selected insects didn’t disappoint, frolicking and bouncing around. Yan Fei then pretended to be busy for a while, swiftly wrote something down, and walked out with the scornful look from Liu JinXue and the admiring eyes of Yang Hongqi...

He returned to his own courtyard, translated some of the novel for a while, glanced at the time, packed up his things, turned off the lights, and disappeared without a trace.

Boss Song was tossing and turning in his hospital bed in Provincial City when he heard the door open, he grew irate: "Can’t you do fewer rounds? I haven’t fallen asleep all night!"

Indeed, he hadn’t slept, as Yan Fei now had good control over his strength, ensuring they hurt quite a bit but found nothing wrong upon examination. Originally, Boss Song’s injuries didn’t require hospitalization, but he was worried about losing face and decided to hide in the hospital for a couple of days, renting a private room.

He couldn’t sleep well here, either. Although his body didn’t hurt much anymore, it was his pride that ached.

He spent the night dozing in and out, feeling quite miserable. Seeing it was already past four in the morning, feeling like he hadn’t slept much, he got angry when he heard someone opening the door.

But just as he finished his complaint, he heard a voice that made his flesh ache: "Boss Song, I’ve come to make peace. It’s not nice to push people away, is it?"

"How did you get in?" The room’s light was off, and Boss Song sat up straight, shouting at the figure who had entered. "What have you done to my guards outside?"

"They’re all fine, I let them sleep in a bit more," Yan Fei said with a chuckle. "No need to shout, we’re close enough now. I bet you can’t shout faster than my hands move, believe it or not? I’m here sincerely to reconcile, isn’t it said, better to make friends than enemies? After all, we don’t really have a big feud..."

Not a big feud? Boss Song cursed inwardly, you’re threatening me right now, and yet we don’t have a feud?

Moreover, the parking lot where he, Boss Song, got a beating was no desolate place—it was frequented by all sorts of people. Without exaggeration, the entire Provincial City that needed to know about Boss Song getting trashed already knew.