Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1638 - 780: Domestic Affairs Meat Processing Factory

Chapter 1638: Chapter 780: Domestic Affairs Meat Processing Factory

Boss Yan is home!

In Tanghe County, Boss Yan’s presence now stirs up more buzz than Secretary Jiao.

Last night was alright; everyone probably knew he was spending his first evening at his parents’ house, so they gave him the chance for a family reunion. But starting the next morning, the phone just wouldn’t stop ringing.

While eating breakfast, Yan Wenhai kept his bowl in hand and watched his busy son. Calmly, he said, "There’s nothing much at home. If you’re busy, go ahead. We’re heading to work in a bit anyway."

Yan Chao didn’t care about busy or not. The moment he heard his dad talk about going to work, he perked up immediately, "Then can I not go to school and follow my brother to play instead?"

"Absolutely not! Your brother is busy with legitimate work!" Lin Xiumei immediately smacked Yan Chao down like a hammer. "Focus on your school studies. You haven’t even ranked in the top ten on exams, you just think about playing all day long."

"Liu Haoyu ranked fifth on the exams, and his dad rewarded him with a new pair of shoes. You never buy me anything..." Yan Chao pouted and argued back.

"Hey, you little brat, still got the nerve to talk back!" Lin Xiumei fumed. "When you rank fifth, I’ll buy you whatever you want. Got what it takes?"

"I can do it next time. Then you’d better give me some pocket money first. I need to buy a new pen; Liu Haoyu already has a new pen." Yan Chao stared with wide eyes, a mix of defiance and anticipation.

"You can’t even write properly, what do you need a pen for? How many kids in your class even use pens? Bad at studying yet asking for all sorts of things—hurry up and eat your breakfast! Finish up and get going to school." Lin Xiumei glared, her brows furrowed in anger.

"Fine, fine, not giving it to me. Why do you gotta act so tough..." Yan Chao assessed the situation and muttered under his breath as he stared down and absent-mindedly picked at his food.

Yan Fei chuckled, "When you rank in the top five, brother will buy it for you. You’ll buy..."

"Eat your food and mind your business." Lin Xiumei didn’t even let Yan Fei finish before flashing a stern look in his direction. "Everyone, just hurry and eat."

Yan Wenhai kept his head down and ate quietly. The woman of the house was too dominant, best not to provoke her. At the factory, the rough guys would talk about how you had to set your wife straight if she didn’t listen. Yan Wenhai would just smile quietly when he heard that. One, he couldn’t bring himself to do that, and two... if you can’t win a fight, what’s the point of hitting her? Isn’t that just asking to embarrass yourself?

Breakfast was breakfast. Yan Fei also didn’t say another word.

Seeing the trio of men all eating in silence, Lin Xiumei bowed her head too, but as she ate, she couldn’t hold it in any longer. "Yan Fei, why don’t I go back home and work a bit? Honestly, the work at this factory is so boring, I don’t even want to go anymore."

"You can do whatever you like. Why not head back to the fertilizer factory, bring Dad along too, and you two can do whatever you want there." Yan Fei immediately perked up.

Lin Xiumei and Yan Wenhai’s jobs really had become monotonous. Even Lin Xiumei, who didn’t have much education, had been given a desk-job with a minor leadership title.

As for Yan Wenhai, his career advancement had been stalled for years. Anyway, he didn’t manage much, so whatever title he held didn’t really make a difference—bigger paycheck, that’s all. The county had tried multiple times to transfer him to another position, but his refined sense of pride absolutely refused to accept "rise by virtue of one’s children." And so, he became someone with no official duties.

Lin Xiumei’s temperament was perfectly suited to physical labor in the workshop—she’d be full of energy there. But once she was placed in an office, she just couldn’t sit still. Yet this assignment from the fertilizer factory and various county leaders was deemed a "favor," and she felt unable to decline. Besides, every time she tried to go back to the workshop, the management would panic and forbid her from working, terrified of being held accountable if she got hurt.

In summary, the couple’s current roles essentially amounted to early retirement. No one cared if they showed up to work or not. If they did, colleagues would warmly host them; if they didn’t, no one objected. Their salaries, bonuses, and benefits never changed, and even if they didn’t show up, someone would deliver their pay straight to their door.

It was an ideal job for some, but for these two, it was dreadfully uninspiring.

Yan Fei had long wanted his parents to return to Sancha River, but for now, Yan Chao was still studying here, and he knew his father wasn’t likely to go back. So although he said nothing, deep down he always felt the fertilizer factory was meant for his dad.

This traced back to when Yan Fei got engaged to Xu Xiaoyan. At the time, his career was just starting to take off, and Yan Wenhai insisted on giving him Bride Price money. Yet the couple didn’t have much saved, and they even took a few months’ advance on their salaries from the factory. This caused Yan Wenhai to miss out on a promotion to a minor leadership role.

Yan Fei had secretly sworn back then that once he became successful, he’d buy out the fertilizer factory for his dad and make him the director. But now he had long abandoned this idea—managing a meat processing plant was already headache enough, and there was no point in taking on more unless he stooped to shady business practices. It’d make more sense to start a brand-new factory from scratch.

Besides, with the county’s overall economic development recently picking up, the fertilizer factory’s performance wasn’t half-bad. As long as he was willing to pay, he could certainly buy it, but it wouldn’t be like last time where people begged him to take over.

Unfortunately, Yan Wenhai was bound to disappoint the family. After a brief hesitation, he said, "I think I’ll stay at the factory. If your mom wants to go back, let her go first. Xiaochao still needs to go to school here. I can stay here and make sure it doesn’t disrupt his studies."

"Well, you could come to the meat processing plant, too!" Yan Fei urged anxiously. This was a rare opportunity—his mom had openly expressed a lack of interest in her current job. It was the perfect chance to get them both to work at his plant. No matter what kind of job they did there, it’d surely be better than the boredom they dealt with now.