Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 653 - 307: All Talents Serve a Purpose_1

Chapter 653: Chapter 307: All Talents Serve a Purpose_1

On the surface, Guo Guozhu seemed terrified when he entered Mr. Chai Qi’s office, but inside he was quite pleased with himself.

He wasn’t originally part of the research institute. Dissatisfied with his previous job, he used connections to slip into this institute. He assumed he could make a name for himself here, after all, the place was just filled with idiots dealing with Wagyu cows! With his multifaceted skills, he thought it would be easy to establish himself here.

But after joining, he discovered that he was the real fool. During his first lab experiment, he was completely lost. With his fake credentials, it was not only hard for him to operate the experimental equipment, but even understanding the instruction manual was an unconquerable task.

Initially, the research staff was pretty welcoming to the newbie. Considering his age, they even thought he was a seasoned expert. However, truth is hard to hide. Soon, they discovered that he had no professional skills whatsoever and lost interest in him when they found out his backdoor entry. Even when he volunteered his assistance, they found him slow and clumsy, creating more obstruction than help.

Having failed in the lab, Guo Guozhu decided to take the "mass line" approach. He tried to mingle with the cowherds, hoping to build a strong network. Working odd jobs and handling minor matters in the institute, he believed his capture of a little power would help fend off the contempt.

Unexpectedly, while trying to display his humility and approachability, his efforts hilariously backfired. He pretended to feed the cows despite feeling disgusted by it. After he left, thinking he had successfully befriended them, he could hear them mocking him for not even knowing how to feed cows and yet still managing to join the research institute.

Although they quickly shifted their gaze when he turned back, he still remembers the contempt in their eyes that ruined his appetite for at least two days.

That’s when he realized that without any real skills and without being willing to get his hands dirty, he was likely to waste his life away in this institute.

Nevertheless, he believed in the saying "Every individual has his own talents," so he courageously embarked on a different path.

That is, he started to align with the young Japanese experts at the ranch, provided them with inside information, tattled on others, and gathered information that they didn’t feel comfortable doing themselves. As the saying goes, "Heaven helps those who help themselves," and after a period of "hard work," he finally managed to carve out a niche for himself in the institute.

Even though everyone looked down on him, what did their disdain matter? So long as the Japanese trusted him, the disdain of others couldn’t detract a dime from his earnings, could it?

He disregarded their scorn. These people were just two-faced hypocrites. What’s more, two unsuccessful researchers had already secretly contacted him to provide information about others. This clearly indicated his growing influence, and it was only a matter of time before he held sway here.

Now he understood clearly that to rise through the ranks, he needed to cozy up to powerful people. He didn’t expect much, just some support from the Japanese to allow him to ’supervise work’ elsewhere, make some easy money, and enjoy certain privileges. That wasn’t much to ask, was it?

As for being called a traitor, he didn’t care at all. They were only researching cows, not top-secret military information. Besides, it was all a cooperative effort anyway. How could they call him a traitor for that?

Now another opportunity had surfaced, and he was determined to seize it.

Guo Guozhu was indeed a bit shrewd. When he first saw the ranch in Sancha River, he believed that the visit was a waste of time. But on seeing the breeding bulls, even though he didn’t know much about cows, he, who had been closely observing the Japanese, quickly noticed a change in their demeanor.

This was his opportunity. Even if he didn’t understand cows, this could still be a break for him, simply from observing their expressions - surely, "Every individual has his own talents."

Moreover, it was not like he was completely oblivious. He had seen plenty of cows at the institute, and even though the ranch was shabby, the physical appearance of the cows there wasn’t much different - at least not upon first glance with a layman’s eye.

So, when he saw the curious Japanese, he became overly excited.

During the Qigong rage, he had bought several books on Qigong exercises. Although he didn’t gain much in the end, he still cherished those books, storing them carefully at home.

Having some familiarity with Qigong, he initially did not believe the old man who claimed to grow cows using Qigong. He was skeptical because the old man seemed too young. He remembered the Qigong books mentioning the need for many years of persistent practice. This young man had barely a few years under his belt. How could he possibly have such incredible skills?

Having witnessed the performance of the brutish-looking man, he had somewhat believed - if he hadn’t believed at all, he wouldn’t have brought back those nails.

In fact, he had done more than the two Japanese spies had anticipated. When he had shared the information he had gathered with the Japanese man who took the sample and saw the blatant disbelief on his face, he didn’t just sit back and do nothing. Instead, he immediately mobilized his relatives and friends to help him investigate the cattle farm situation in Sancha River Village.

This was the advantage of being a local. If one wants to mobilize his relatives and friends, he can easily find acquaintances almost anywhere in the region.

Moreover, the cattle farm was also well-known locally, and even many people in the county had heard of it. The cattle farm often bought cattle from the neighbouring counties, and bits of information would leak out every now and then.

Upon receiving some information, Guo Guozhu treasured it, but he did not directly report to Mr. Chai Qi - he usually reported to that Japanese man who collected samples, who was called Da Lang. Mr. Chai Qi was someone high up that he couldn’t easily approach. He was also afraid that if they found something in the feed and water investigations, his reporting would be in vain!

So, he was constantly suppressing his restless emotions, anxiously awaiting.

When he finally heard the Japanese man say that Mr. Chai Qi wanted to see him, he knew he had succeeded.

After Mr. Chai Qi had inquired about the state of the cattle farm, he looked at Mr. Chai Qi in deep thought and finally blurted out the information he had gathered, "Mr. Chai Qi, I also asked someone to find out and received some new information that I thought you might want to hear about."

"What information is that? Tell me!" said Chai Qi.

"I found out that the owner of that cattle farm is only in his teens and has been a fool since he was a child, barely two years ago." Guo Guozhu immediately caught the attention of the two Japanese spies with just one sentence. "This kid named Yan Fei has an intellectual disability. It’s been said that he has a disability certificate from the city. According to the information I have, I can confirm that he was unable to take care of himself until he finished primary school. It’s said that once he fell into a stupor, he was unaware of everything happening around him and was oblivious even when he was hit..."

"Are you sure? I didn’t notice anything wrong with that guy!" the Japanese spy named Da Lang asked.

"That’s the key to the whole problem." Guo Guozhu suppressed his smug satisfaction and continued, "Ever since his grandfather died, he suddenly seemed to transform overnight, becoming capable of anything. He had single-handedly captured several cattle thieves and poachers who are still in prison. Moreover, he somehow got some money to start raising cattle. Some people say he taught himself how to raise cattle, but according to my investigations, up until he finished elementary school, he didn’t know many characters and only scored three points on his entrance exam."

"How did you obtain this information?" Chai Qi questioned further.

"Anyone from their area pretty much knows his situation. As you know, our country only allows for one child per family. Because he was disabled, he got to have a younger brother." Guo Guozhu continued with his report. "Furthermore, according to my understanding, a lot of Qigong requires one to reach a state of tranquillity. I wonder if Mr. Chai Qi has heard of this or not? I haven’t personally seen anyone entering this state, but I wonder if his former stupor might have been a result of practicing some sort of magical Qigong? You know, in our China, there are many things that cannot be explained by science."

After speaking, he stopped talking.

He believed that the two Japanese men would naturally fill in the remaining details.

His assumptions were not wrong. There were many strange phenomena in Japan that were similar to China’s. Although Japan had rapidly developed in recent times and its national strength began to overtake China’s, the Japanese never underestimated this mysterious and ancient country. After all, a lot of Japan’s traditional customs originated from China.

They might not believe in special abilities, but in terms of Qigong, this was highly believable.

A fool suddenly becoming capable of anything gave them a vast space to imagine. As a result, the two Japanese spies sank into silence for a full ten minutes before regaining their senses.

However, upon regaining his senses, Mr. Chai Qi did not immediately make a decision. Instead, he said to Guo Guozhu, who was looking at him expectantly, "Go and ask if the institute has completed the plan for the cattle farm yet. If it’s ready, you will go along with them for another visit and closely observe the cattle farm. Rest assured, we do not take advantage of anyone who works for us. If there’s merit, there will be rewards. We guarantee that the reward will be satisfactory."

Upon hearing this promise, Guo Guozhu could no longer contain his joy and had to lower his head to hide his euphoria. "Rest assured, Mr. Chai, I will do my best!" he pledged.