Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 459 - 154: Is Your Surname Wu or Not?_1

Chapter 459: Chapter 154: Is Your Surname Wu or Not?_1

The two men who came to buy Bezoar from Yan Fei arrived in a small car and were naturally well-dressed. Both wore sharp suits and shiny leather shoes, their hair combed so smoothly that even a mosquito would slip off. They looked every bit the successful types, a sight seldom seen in Sancha River.

The moment they heard Yan Fei directly say he wouldn’t sell the Bezoars, their faces stiffened; they hesitated before the driver, who was not holding a briefcase, spoke: "Boss Yan, do you know where we come from? This is Manager Song from our city’s pharmaceutical factory, in charge of procurement. Your Bezoar can only be sold to our factory to benefit more people. How can say you won’t sell?"

Yan Fei didn’t even blink, "I am certainly going to sell, but not to you."

His refusal was still straightforward, and he clearly had no interest in negotiating with them.

"Is there something wrong with these two men?" Xu Xiaoyan couldn’t help but whisper, seeing Yan Fei’s hostile attitude towards them.

She couldn’t imagine Yan Fei refusing to sell the Bezoar without a reason, or being rude to strangers he was meeting for the first time. The only explanation was that there may be something wrong with these two men. But what was wrong, she couldn’t guess.

"Hmm!" Yan Fei didn’t say much since they were standing within earshot. He just grunted in acknowledgment.

Xu Xiaoyan felt relieved, lightly grabbing Yan Fei’s hand to show her support. Since he said there was a problem with these two men, there must be a problem! He was her protector, could she not trust him and trust two strangers instead?

Seeing her like this, Yan Fei decided to let her witness the true colors of these two men. He smiled at her and then said to the two men: "Since you’ve come all this way, why don’t you make an offer?"

Heizi had also slowly come over and stood at his boss’s side, listening carefully to their price offer.

The two men, having been repeatedly denied by Yan Fei, had an embarrassing look on their faces!

When they heard Yan Fei asking for a price, they perked up, exchanging a glance before Manager Song spoke: "No rush to set a price. Rest assured, our factory is here to produce medicines for the public, to do good deeds. We will never allow anyone who provides us with raw materials to suffer. But we have to see the Bezoar first before we can offer a suitable price."

The driver laughed off the tension, saying: "Manager Song, upon hearing about the Bezoar, rushed here even before the New year ended. Before coming here, we inquired and heard that the folks from Sancha River are warm and hospitable. We have come all the way to see you, Boss Yan. Don’t you at least want to offer us a sit and a drink? That is not how you treat guests!"

Heizi hesitated upon hearing this and looked at Yan Fei, wondering whether he should bring over a chair and pour some water.

Yan Fei shook his head slightly, declaring: "A catty and two taels of Bezoar, state your price directly!"

"Boss Yan, this is how it is! We came with the intention of solving your problem and benefiting the public, braving the hardships all the way here. Especially our Manager Song, who pushed aside many important tasks to come here. Seeing as you are impervious to reason, we can only stand here and continue talking."

"You have to know, this Bezoar at your hands, if it has no market and can’t be sold, is worthless. Once in our pharmaceutical factory, it can be made into beneficial medicine for the public. There are rules to raw material procurement in a pharmaceutical factory. Even Manager Song has to abide by them. Without seeing the quality of the Bezoar, we really can’t quote a price. How about we find a place to discuss in detail?"

Yan Fei’s original intention was just to let his wife hear the quote from these two, but seeing that they didn’t state their price and kept dragging on, he became impatient. He bluntly ordered the two to leave, "If you don’t name a price, you can leave!"

Seeing Yan Fei dismiss them so bluntly, a flicker of annoyance crossed the faces of the two men.

Manager Song gave a dry laugh, "Boss Yan, business needs to be negotiated, how can it be concluded without discussing? You are selling but not allowing us to see what we are buying, that’s not how business is done! In our Wan City, apart from our pharmaceutical factory, there won’t be a second buyer for your Bezoar. I suggest you reconsider!"

Having said that, he gave a signal to the driver and headed towards the car.

The driver stayed behind to continue persuading: "Boss Yan, I know you have big businesses, even your cattle farm is quite sizeable, so you ought to be far-sighted. Why would you suddenly be so stubborn? Think for yourself, everything Manager Song said is a heartfelt truth. Not to brag, but you’re the only one who could afford Manager Song’s condescension."

With a serious and sincere expression, the driver spoke grandly. Even Heizi felt that something was off. Bored of listening, he strolled to the back of the greenhouse, picked a few tomatoes and gave one to Yan Fei and Xu Xiaoyan as they watched the man’s performance, munching on the tomatoes.

Heizi knew that Yan Fei frequently went to the provincial city. As long as they couldn’t sell the Bezoar in Wancheng City, couldn’t they just sell it in the provincial city? So, he wasn’t worried about the selling issue at all -- he had even guessed that their young boss might not have planned to sell the Bezoar in Wancheng in the first place.

The driver kept prattling on and on about his noble intentions of benefiting the masses if given the Bezoar, which was utterly vexing for every listener.

Seeing Heizi stepping out with a tomato, the driver started praising Yan Fei again: "Boss Yan truly is a visionarily man, even growing off-season vegetables now! This is a matter at the forefront of contemporary technology—we did not come here in vain. Who would have thought that here in Sancha River there’d be such a forward-looking person like Boss Yan? With that in mind, can’t you show us the Bezoar..."

Yan Fei was already irritated. If the girl hadn’t held him back, he’d probably have kicked the driver by now. Interrupting the driver, Yan Fei said, "Either name your price and buy it or get lost! Stop beating around the bush, it’s annoying!"

Oh, how frustrated this made the driver!

But considering the immense profits at stake, he had no choice but to endure it. With a forced smile on his face, he replied, "Boss Yan, since you’re so eager to hear the price, I’ll take the liberty of naming one on behalf of Manager Song. We may not have seen the Bezoar yet, but I can guarantee you that the price won’t be less than eight hundred. What do you think?"

Eight hundred!

Xu Xiaoyan and Heizi were both somewhat moved but couldn’t understand why Yan Fei was so rude to someone offering such a high price.

Then they heard Yan Fei lazily ask, "Is this eight hundred of yours per gram or per tael?"

Upon hearing that, Xu Xiaoyan and Heizi weren’t excited anymore. So, that was it! In both of their minds, because of the rumors they’d heard saying that this item was sold by the gram, they naturally thought the price was eight hundred per gram.

This price was extraordinarily high, multiple times higher than gold! But the thing was, when the buyer quoted the price, it wasn’t specified whether it was per gram or per tael.

A question emerged for both of them: if the Bezoar was priced the same as gold, eight hundred per gram was definitely high. But if it was per tael, that would mean eight hundred for fifty grams. How much per gram was it then?

Before they managed to work it out, they saw the driver awkwardly smile, and reply, "Boss Yan, you’re joking! While the Bezoar is indeed rare, it ultimately comes from cows. If beef is only a few dollars a catty, how could we price the Bezoar by the gram or the tael? The price of eight hundred is obviously per catty!"

Xu Xiaoyan and Heizi were dumbfounded, and Heizi even had tomato juice drooling out the corner of his mouth.

He may not have been a dedicated student, but he certainly knew how to calculate. Going by the driver’s price, he quickly established that — this two and a half taels of Bezoar is worth exactly a thousand dollars!

Damn it! They are treating us like fools!

No wonder they drove all this way to get here! Love money however much you want, as the saying goes, if someone is overly friendly, he must have a hidden agenda!

Yan Fei wasn’t surprised at all. He looked at the young lady as if to say: "You see? That’s why I had such a bad attitude toward these two. They came to cheat us. They thought we were fools and believed we’d sell for eight hundred per catty!"

At this moment Xu Xiaoyan said, looking dazed, "No wonder you didn’t let them see it. Were you afraid they would steal it?"

The young lady heard this price and began to wonder if the two came here with constant requests to see the Bezoar, meaning to steal it the moment they laid eyes on it, and only quoted such a price because they couldn’t see it now.

Heizi muttered,"They definitely planned to steal it initially. They saw the tiger here and didn’t dare to steal it anymore! Do they plan to negotiate slowly with Brother Fei and then hit him with a metaphorical club?"

The driver stood a good distance away and saw that aside from Yan Fei, the other two wore a look of astonishment—he didn’t realize they’d be shocked by how low the price was. Having mistaken their astonishment for ignorance, as he saw the innocent young girl, he thought she was just a rural folk. Not to even mention the ruffian looking guy who wore brand-name clothes like a hick. He assumed both of them were dumbfounded because they’d never heard of a price as high as eight hundred per catty.

Then, the driver put on a discretely reserved smile and addressed Yan Fei’s group, "You must be satisfied with this price! Like we said earlier, our pharmaceutical plant does noble work for the benefit of the masses; we wouldn’t cheat you! With a price as high as eight hundred per catty, I can guarantee you won’t find anyone willing to offer that much for something growing on a cow. Only our pharmaceutical plant can do this..."

Cheeky bastard! No one is as shameless as you, who dares to offer a price of eight hundred per Bezoar catty!

Before the driver could finish speaking, he saw Yan Fei, who was lying down, reaching back and rubbing the tiger’s neck. Then he raised a thick-looped iron chain with a hook attached to it, looked at it humorously, and said, "Is your last name Wu?"