Carrying a Jurassic on me

Chapter 1604 - 766: The Fake Cannot Become Real



Chapter 1604 - 766: The Fake Cannot Become Real

Chapter 1604: Chapter 766: The Fake Cannot Become RealIn the afternoon, Yan Fei and Ivan idly strolled around the exchange meeting.

By now, Yan Fei had nearly given up on any hope of collaboration with Ivan; through casual conversation, he had vaguely revealed to Yan Fei that, though ostensibly engaged in international food trade, this business was merely a front.

In reality, Ivan had an even more crucial business, providing ’timely help in snow’—if you were a warlord of a small country being bullied by opponents, you could turn to Ivan, and he would enthusiastically offer weapons and ammunition for defense or counterattack.

Of course, Ivan hadn’t planned to abandon his normal trade business, it just wasn’t his primary focus. This time, Yan Fei guessed, the guy was probably taking the chance to avoid pressure from the government officials in Capital, seeking to lay low for a while.

Indeed, with such a vast forest, all kinds of birds can be found. Yan Fei thought he might not be able to find suitable clients that afternoon, so he gave up on doing business and instead chose to wander around the exchange meeting, using the opportunity to observe how others conducted their affairs.

By mid-afternoon, he suddenly received a call from a stranger. Answering the phone, he asked, "Hello, who’s this?"

"May I ask if this is Yan Fei?" The person on the other end of the line was very polite. "I’m Yang Xing from the Capital Institute of Paleovertebrate Studies. I’ve read some of your articles on dinosaurs and found them extremely interesting. I have a question I’d like to consult you about. Would you be available?"

"Really?" Yan Fei was surprised at that moment. Could it be that people from genuine re

"Yes!" Yan Fei replied. "I was worried I might have encountered a scammer, but it’s good to know he’s real. He said he wants to discuss something with me. I’m on my way to meet him now."

"Is he coming to you for paleontology issues?" guessed Zhao Fangliang. "That River Scorpion article you wrote is something many researchers could not achieve in a lifetime. Congratulations!"

After some noncommittal chitchat, Yan Fei was relieved; it turned out not to be a scam.

Meanwhile, as Yan Fei inquired about Yang Xing’s credentials, someone in the Research Institute was advising Yang Xing: "We all know about Boss Yan, and we believe he is a successful entrepreneur. But to say his articles are credible... Mr. Yang, don’t take offense to my blunt words, but I think you’ve got the wrong person."

Yang Xing shook his head with a smile: "It’s about listening to a diverse array of opinions, adopting what’s best from each. Besides, didn’t Boss Yan also publish an article on the River Scorpion?"

Without mentioning this, it might have been fine, but once the topic arose, a slightly balding old man who had just spoken seemed even more critical: "That was nothing more than a fluke. If expertise could be gained by simply finding a couple of bugs, then what would that make us, who have been researching in the institute for decades?"


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