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Chapter 1597 - 763: The Exchange Meeting on the Front Page Headline_2

Chapter 1597: Chapter 763: The Exchange Meeting on the Front Page Headline_2

Using someone’s services always costs money, but using theirs might earn us some favors, so why not?

But when it escalates to coercive buying and selling, it carries a hint of bullying. It’s only natural for someone to retaliate against such unwillingness.

Brother Tao himself didn’t really want to do this kind of job for them, and if he truly wished, he wouldn’t have let Xiao Liang drag his feet and dawdle, only leisurely showing up close to noon.

Still, duty calls, and they had to come anyway. After all, that woman had been making a scene there, mentioning names, and recently it’s only been them she’s been having trouble with. If they didn’t show up, it would be neglect of duty.

The two arrived at the gate and had barely called out twice when a series of barking erupted from inside.

Before long, a man ran over from the distant construction site: "Are you looking for Boss Yan? He’s not home right now. Can I relay a message for you? Oh, I’m the foreman working for him, my name is Wang Lei."

"Has he gone to school?" Brother Tao asked. "He should be back by noon, right? We can wait for him here."

With or without evidence, the two in uniform going to the school wouldn’t be appropriate. The superiors didn’t want to blow things up too much, and neither did they want to offend Boss Yan outright, which is why they came directly to his home.

"I’m afraid he won’t be back by noon; he said he was attending some sort of event today," Wang Lei said with a smile. "He’s probably going to be busy for the next couple of days; I’m afraid it will be hard for you to find him."

"He isn’t intentionally avoiding us, is he?" Xiao Liang didn’t want to meet anyone to begin with, but arriving to hear that the person would be untraceable for the next few days suddenly energized him. Was this a case of fleeing out of fear of punishment?

Upon hearing this, Wang Lei didn’t look pleased, and his smile disappeared immediately: "I wouldn’t know about that. I still have work to do. You can wait if you wish!"

Brother Tao gave Xiao Liang a sharp look and hurriedly stopped Wang Lei: "Boss Wang, here’s the thing, we’re just here to ask him a few questions about a situation. It won’t take long; could you please try to recall where he went?"

"I’ve forgotten!" Wang Lei blurted out.

"Don’t take offense, Boss Wang, my young colleague sometimes speaks out of turn." Brother Tao was helpless as he couldn’t afford to waste time arguing with workers. "It’s really just a few questions; please try to recall, thank you."

"I really forgot." Wang Lei said with a smile. "I’m not mad at him. He said he was attending some event with a long name; I didn’t quite catch it. But it should be in the papers; it’s the event held by Wanlong International Trade, you can just buy a paper and find out."

Brother Tao had a bad feeling as Xiao Liang ran off to get a newspaper.

Wanlong International Trade? An event with a long name? It couldn’t be the one they redeployed their colleagues for, could it, to help maintain order?

If it’s that event, it would indeed be awkward for them to try to find him.

As Xiao Liang ran to the newspaper stand near the zoo entrance and came back with a newspaper, Brother Tao pointed to the headline on the front page with enlarged and bolded letters, asking Wang Lei: "Boss Wang, can you recall if this is the event mentioned by Boss Yan?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Wang Lei said joyfully after a glance. "I bumped into him this morning when he was leaving. I greeted him while he was on his way to school, and he casually mentioned he was attending this event. The name was long, and I didn’t remember it clearly."

Even the carefree Xiao Liang’s expression darkened as he stared blankly at the long news headline: A warm celebration of the XXth World Medium-Sized Cities Cooperation and Development Network Annual Meeting and International Commerce and Trade Conference being held in our city.

Everyone in the station knew about the event because for its celebration, the superiors had specifically issued a work notice requiring everyone in the system to mobilize to ensure peace and order in Provincial City during the meeting, under no circumstances allowing any shame to be brought upon the city.

The reason for this was because of the word "world" in the event’s name: the delegates attending the meeting included representatives from other countries, not just one or two but twelve countries and thirteen cities.

Naturally, if the two of them were to go and ask around for information at this moment, the consequences... There’s no need to even think about the consequences. Anyone with a bit of sense wouldn’t do something so obviously doomed.

After the two said goodbye to Wang Lei again and walked a few steps, Xiao Liang couldn’t help but ask: "Should we make a call to ask about it and just report back that we did?"

"Make what call? Just report back as is," Brother Tao felt a sudden lightness about him.

"But what if the station wants us to keep investigating?" Xiao Liang asked again.

"You think our Chief Liu has the same kind of brain as you?" Brother Tao cracked a rare joke. "Don’t worry! I guess that will be the end of it. If that family isn’t happy, let them go find our higher-ups..."

"No way?" Xiao Liang was still somewhat skeptical. "Just for attending some kind of exchange event, we can’t even go and ask questions?"

"If you have nothing to do at noon, go find out who’s attending the meeting, and you’ll understand," Brother Tao was now in the mood to explain slowly. "At these kinds of meetings, I expect some leaders from the province to attend. I won’t even talk about the big state-owned enterprises, but the private companies that can attend are definitely the leading companies in various industries. Forget it, it’s a bit much to explain in a moment. Just know that someone like Boss Yan, who can attend an exchange event, could easily land a spot as a representative at the city’s Renmin University or become a member of the Political Consultative Conference. Do you understand now?"

If we’re just talking about private companies, people tend to look down on them subconsciously. But when it’s connected with the Renmin University system or the Political Consultative Conference, most people understand the importance.

Actually, Brother Tao is right; it’s just that Yan Fei is a bit young right now, still studying, and doesn’t want these titles. Otherwise, with the strength of his enterprise and his reputation amongst the people, becoming a representative wouldn’t be difficult at all.

Brother Tao didn’t mention one thing: at the exchange meeting, if Boss Yan manages another deal or two, that would be a legitimate contribution to foreign exchange earnings. For a while, he’d be the toast of the business world, and the station definitely wouldn’t allow them to just show up and investigate without a shred of evidence.

In the end, it’s because Yan Fei’s enterprise isn’t located in the Provincial City, and what they’re dealing with is the breeding business—that can be understood without saying more.

The two uniformed comrades found a reason to get by and had a light-hearted trip back, while Yan Fei was internally grumbling at the moment.

Right now, facing him was a handsome middle-aged man who kept talking non-stop, which was what Yan Fei was internally complaining about—the man’s name was Franmasso Martin—undeniably, Yan Fei had to address him as Mr. Martin.

Mr. Martin hailed from a medium-sized city in France, and judging by his behaviors, Yan Fei had automatically tagged him as a man born with a silver spoon.

At the trade fair here, many people had to rely on translators for communication. Boss Yan’s fluent English came in handy immediately. Why not use one’s many skills? In such a setting, being able to converse smoothly with others is certainly a big plus.

Yan Fei was informed only a few days ago to attend the exchange meeting. The notice came late, and the reason behind it was simply that Boss Yan seldom socialized.

Other enterprises are constantly out and about, clamoring to dive into every event. Whereas he was comfortable with having a good opportunity—directly finding Senior Brother Meng from the Agricultural Office through Professor He. It’s unclear whether he was too confident or undervalued his own capabilities; with such a good relationship, he only wanted to use Senior Brother Meng to get a bit of exposure for his beef at banquets.

Coincidentally, during this period, the province was selecting the top ten historical products of the province. Cherries and lotus roots from Provincial City, dates from Xincheng, watermelons and garlic from Zhongcheng, and carp from Dahe, among others, were all shortlisted—of course, Wan City’s yellow cattle couldn’t be excluded from the list.

While discussing which products could make it into the top ten, Senior Brother Meng from the Agricultural Office naturally remembered a young brother who had contacted him through a teacher not long ago. It was proposed on the spot that since Wan City’s yellow cattle were now being sold to Hong Kong, this yellow cattle deserved a spot.

Whether Wan City’s yellow cattle would ultimately make it into the top ten remained undecided, but it reminded everyone that beef could indeed be showcased at the exchange event!

Right around this time, those Western countries were in the midst of mad cow disease—mad cows, how frightening, causing the whole world to be on edge. Given this context, our province’s beef might well attract some business!

So, Yan Fei received the notification to participate in the exchange meeting.