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Chapter 857 - 479: Brave Little Dark-skinned Girl

Chapter 857: Chapter 479: Brave Little Dark-skinned Girl

This was an easy task, as the trade fair was taking place in a bustling district with a commercial area nearby and People’s Park just a short distance away. In such bustling areas, you can always find Little Dark-skinned Girl’s snack stalls.

Little Dark-skinned Girl had sent a girl out to scout the area and soon called over two more girls.

Zhang Haiyang, who was Little Dark-skinned Girl, had used the time to negotiate prices with the owner—they had settled on fifty yuan per girl per day. This was like offering help to the owner, but in reality, these experienced and sweet-talking girls could earn that much in a day selling snacks in such a busy place. Moreover, they had the freedom to sit wherever they wanted whenever they were tired, without affecting their sales.

However, apple cider vinegar was indeed not as easy to sell as other beverages; after all, not everyone can get used to its sour taste. Many curious people who were beckoned over to try it would shake their heads and walk away after tasting.

The owner’s face showed helplessness—it’s not like he could force people to change their taste preferences, right?

Yan Fei also felt a bit bored—not because there were fewer people to attract, but because there was a signing event happening not far away. Just by the way the reporters were handling their cameras, it was clear that this had been well planned in advance.

The booth belonged to a ham sausage factory from the province, now a nationally known enterprise. They started a live contract signing when the trade fair was bustling with attendees.

Several contracts were signed in a row, and while everyone recognized that these deals were prearranged, the company’s fame was undeniable. When they signed several contracts on the spot, nobody could object.

After all, the ultimate goal was to promote the trade fair, bringing benefits to everyone as the fair gained popularity.

Prearranged affairs proceeded swiftly, and within half an hour, that crowd had finished their work. The event had attracted a good number of people who didn’t seem ready to leave—they included those who had just signed contracts and appeared to plan on checking out the trade fair.

This perked up many of the small business owners who fixated on those who had just inked deals. Representatives from larger department stores had come to sign contracts on-site, and products like beef jerky and apple cider vinegar would surely have no small sales volume if placed on their shelves.

Each business owner eagerly awaited the opportunity for these people to reach their stalls to introduce their products when suddenly a dark-skinned, efficient-looking girl ran up and said, "Good day, respected bosses and managers. I am Zhang Haiyang, the representative of Wan City Morning Glory Agricultural and Animal Husbandry Company. Our cattle are fed grass grown on our own farm, and our beef is exported to Hong Kong, supplying high-end restaurants. We have now launched a new product, beef jerky, and we invite you, dear bosses and managers, to come over and taste it?"

This daring person who ’broke the rules’ was none other than Little Dark-skinned Girl who, a year ago, could hardly speak a word to Yan Fei.

Even Yan Fei was caught off guard until he heard Zhang Haiyang’s introduction and quickly stood up. A group of girls who had become somewhat listless from standing too long also swiftly perked up.

Having so many girls around was attractive, and the group of people, eyeing Little Dark-skinned Girl who looked at them with big eyes full of expectation, heard one of them say with a smile to his companions, "Wan City’s native cattle, that’s one of our province’s specialties. Why don’t we all go check it out?"

The words were courteous, yet such a casual suggestion was naturally met with no objections.

Watching the crowd amiably follow the girl to the beef jerky stall, those who had prepared their pitches as they saw these people approach were now cursing in unison in their minds. Some who had previously enjoyed the sight of a group of girls standing nearby were now glaring at them as if they could shoot flying knives from their eyes.

As the group actually approached, Ji Yunyun was even quicker than Xu Xiaoyan to step forward and begin her pitch: "We’re from Tanghe County, guaranteed authentic Wan City native cattle, and we also specially breed them with care..."

Before she could finish, the person who had suggested the visit interrupted with a smile, "I know, I know, Wan City native cattle are mostly bred in the Tanghe area! What interests me is how you manage to sell the beef to Hong Kong. Is there anything special about the meat?"

Ji Yunyun was unable to answer this question, so it was up to Yan Fei to explain, "Wan City native cattle naturally have marble patterns in their meat. Through our own research and trials, we have increased the proportion of marble-patterned meat. The beef that we sell to high-end restaurants is all marble-patterned. The rest of the meat is turned into the beef jerky you see here. Please, don’t be shy, taste some for yourself. We eat these products at home, so rest assured."

As he spoke, Yan Fei took a piece of beef jerky and bit into it himself.

His actions weren’t just for show—they were to convince others that his factory’s products weren’t laced with additives. In some food factories, the staff won’t even eat the products they make, but Yan Fei knew that such practices weren’t newsworthy.

After seeing Yan Fei eat the jerky, the person opposite carefully inspected it before picking up a piece, "You’re quite young, yet you handle business so skillfully."

Yan Fei smiled without humility, "The cattle farm is my own doing. It’s just that now we’ve expanded and hired more workers, allowing me some time to get out. I used to do everything myself."

The man, still chewing the beef jerky, was quite surprised to hear this.

Since he was such a young boss, the attitudes of these people changed again. Being able to hold the show at such a young age meant capability. The subsequent conversation went quite pleasantly, especially upon learning from Yan Fei himself that an upscale restaurant in Provincial City with a foreign chef was supplied beef from his ranch; this group was quite interested.

Actually, one of them mentioned having dined at that restaurant and had a vague recollection of the origin of the beef promoted there, but they hadn’t expected to meet the supplier in person so soon, which was quite a coincidence.

After tasting the beef jerky, two of them showed interest and picked through the pile of packaged beef jerky that Yan Fei had brought, checking if the contents of the packages were the same as those on display.

The simplicity of the packaging also had its merits: the bags were transparent, with not much printing, so one could directly see what the beef jerky looked like. Those with experience could easily distinguish that this jerky was made from good cuts of beef, not from assorted scraps or strange substances.

However, since these people were seasoned in the business world, they didn’t make any immediate decisions.

After these people left, the group of girls became utterly disappointed. Xu Xiaoyan muttered, "I thought they would place orders! It turns out they were just looking; how boring."

Yan Fei, who had already sat back down to resume his role as a display piece, smiled and was about to say something when he suddenly stood up and looked into the distance.

A few girls with quicker reactions also looked in that direction and saw someone sprinting towards them from afar. The scene was bustling with people, and the runner moved through the crowd like a fish, maintaining his speed, only pushing people aside when he couldn’t dodge them.

While everyone else was still clueless about the situation, Yan Fei announced, "Don’t come over; I’ll catch the thief!"

Before his words fell, he dashed out, charging towards the onrushing figure.

Seeing someone blocking the path, the runner twisted his body, intending to skirt around and keep fleeing. Yan Fei hadn’t expected him to be able to make such a sharp turn.

But it was a simple matter: with an arm extended, the running figure suddenly became a human-sized lobster—feet off the ground, body leaning forward, with only the section blocked by the arm left behind.

The man then bounced back from the momentum of his rush, landing on his rear with his legs in the air.

After a moment of stun, he quickly sat up, trying to get up and run again.

Unfortunately for him, Yan Fei was nimble. He stepped on the man’s back, pressing his head down towards his knees—a stretch often done in fitness routines for the major tendons in the legs and back. But for those who didn’t regularly exercise, this pose presented a challenge.

Just like this man, who although seemed nimble while running, couldn’t bear being forced into such a strenuous position all of a sudden. The difficulty of the act rendered him incapable of even vocalizing his complaints convincingly. Struggling with arms propped against the ground, face red and neck bulging, he was completely immobile, a sight that made everyone uncomfortable.

A nearby staff member got startled and rushed over, asking, "What happened? What’s going on here? Boss Yan, what’s with this man? If there’s a problem, let’s talk it out. No need for rash actions; let him up first..."

Yan Fei, already seeing several others running over, said with a smile, "I’m catching a thief! The pursuers are coming this way; rest assured, this guy’s definitely a thief."

As soon as the staff member noticed a group chasing from behind, he started to understand and pulled out a walkie-talkie from his belt to call for help.

Yan Fei’s assertion that the man under his foot was a thief was undoubtedly correct. There had already been shouts of "thief" from where the chase began, but this thief was quick and fast. He had managed to run this far, and since the onlookers were unaware of his intentions, naturally they didn’t dare to stop him.

By the time the pursuers arrived, the thief hadn’t managed to pass off his stolen goods.

The weather was quite warm now, and the clothes worn were not thick. When a staff member reached into the puffed-up pocket on the ground, he was stunned—the thief’s pocket was nearly sewn up to his knee, true professionalism at work.

Watching a regular pocket, the crowd saw the staff member pulling out money, bundle after bundle, totaling four or five—plus, with the experience of those present, it was obvious that each stack was at least ten thousand.

Just from this pocketful of money, this guy was clearly a significant thief.