Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 963: I love you

Chapter 963: I love you

"I thought you weren’t coming home for the New Year’s?" Yan Fei, never one for formality, was especially casual with acquaintances. So, when he heard Chief Pi say he was leaving, instead of saying anything to make him stay or asking when he would return, he came out with this strangely sarcastic remark.

There was nothing Chief Pi could do, even if he wanted to. After all, Boss Yan had just been snubbed by Guo Jingya, and even if he didn’t care, he couldn’t help but feel a subtle annoyance that he himself might not even detect.

"I’ve been reassigned, and won’t be bothering you anymore," Chief Pi sighed after taking a sip of tea. "It’s a pity I won’t get to drink such good tea after I leave. I do kind of regret having to go, you know?"

"Reassigned?" Yan Fei was somewhat surprised, and overlooked the implication in his words. "Weren’t you here on a special assignment? How come you’re just being reassigned all of a sudden."

"Special assignment my ass, it was just to check things out, to ease some people’s minds," Chief Pi said dismissively. "I was just a bit curious myself, or why else do you think I’d bother coming? But now that I’m here, I find myself reluctant to leave. It won’t matter much after I go, but the fear is I’ll never drink tea this good again. This tea is fantastic! It both refreshes and energizes, drink it a few times and not only do you feel spirited, but your whole body feels relaxed."

The two of them understood their own conversation, but the three girls were puzzled. Xu Xiaoyan, not knowing what they were talking about, simply stood up: "Chief Pi, you guys go ahead and talk, we’ll go play in the next room!"

Chief Pi didn’t stand on ceremony: "It doesn’t matter if you stay or go, I just came to hang out and chat with Boss Yan for a few days, nothing serious."

"This is tea, not drugs, does it really work wonders?" As Xu Xiaoyan and the others left, Yan Fei began to mock Chief Pi, refusing to play along with what he wanted. If you want to scam some tea leaves before leaving, just say it straight. Why beat around the bush? I’m not buying your act. "Don’t worry, if you crave it after you leave, just come back for more."

Seeing Yan Fei wasn’t taking the bait, Chief Pi switched tactics: "Forget it, I’m not leaving. I’ll apply again later, staying here isn’t too bad either. There may be no mountains, but there are plenty of rivers, and the water quality is good. Taking a dip in the river in summer, how blissful would that be, and to also have such good tea..."

Yan Fei didn’t engage with him, but he was somewhat curious: "Tell me, what exactly did you used to do?"

Chief Pi gave him a "friendly" smile: "What, you want to join us? Let me tell you, working for us comes with privileges. Really, not to mention..."

"Stop right there!" Yan Fei cut him off immediately. "Don’t talk to me as if we’re all on the same side! I can’t hear you. If you can talk about it, do so, otherwise drop it. Don’t tell me about some secrecy rules later on, then insist on dragging me into your organization. I’m not even qualified ’in my present upstanding look,’ and besides, I’m too young, don’t get any ideas, I’m just curious."

Some things are just unsaid understandings, and Yan Fei was no Reckless Youth. As he increasingly mingled with higher-level people from various sectors, he got to know quite a lot, though not in detail, but at least he had a rough understanding.

In Chief Pi’s line of work, some face gunfire and bullets—it may not be the battlefield, but it’s as dangerous as one, sometimes even more. Others remain unnamed for a lifetime until someone shows up to posthumously pin a medal on their box, proving that the deceased’s real profession wasn’t at all what everyone thought; it was a covert profession.

Then there were those who "moonlight." While this could be deemed insignificant, sometimes it’s about providing cover and passing on information. But Yan Fei was still in school and packed with his own little secrets; he didn’t want to get involved, not at least for now.

If he did want to contribute, he had considered it; it wasn’t that he lacked the pathways or didn’t know how to approach it. Maybe he would do something about it in the future, especially since his ability to make "Seventy-two changes" was quite convenient. But he definitely couldn’t let himself be exposed, not until he could fully ensure the safety of himself and his family.

Director Pi didn’t take Yan Fei’s response to heart; after all, he was just making conversation.

Everyone has their own aspirations, and each is suited to different skills and strengths.

No matter what front you’re on, you work tirelessly, treating life as if it’s nothing, but what for in the end? It’s so people in places like Sancha River can have a better life. In his view, Boss Yan’s ability to make money and spur local economic growth was clearly more useful.

"We’re not bandits forcing people into our gang, would we force you if you didn’t want to?" Chief Pi laughed. "You were curious, weren’t you? How about I just stay, then I can come have tea with you often. Whatever you want to know, I can tell you about it slowly."

"Fine, then stay!" Yan Fei was not at all worried that he wouldn’t leave. The factory wouldn’t say you could choose whether to leave or stay after being reassigned. If everyone acted like Chief Pi, it would be a complete joke!

"Alright, alright, you’re tough," Chief Pi said helplessly. "Least you could do is give me two catties of tea leaves since I’m leaving. Or I’ll just buy them, tell me how much per catty!"