Carrying a Jurassic on me-Chapter 1272 - 626 Make a Small Contribution_3

"Also, pay attention to safety, and don’t think that knowing a bit of Kung Fu makes you invincible. Besides, we need technology, but if we can avoid unnecessary losses, we should. I think you, kid, are pretty good at business. Being a good wealth leader and making contributions isn’t less significant than doing these things."

Old Pi was really particular!

Yan Fei muttered to himself and said nonchalantly, "Don’t worry, I’m young and have more money than I can spend, plus a beautiful wife who’s drop-dead gorgeous. I haven’t had enough of the good life yet!"

After speaking, he lowered his voice and pretended to cover the receiver. "By the way, Director Pi, do you think these devices might be those lost during the mysterious disappearance? What if I buy a few high-tech researchers..."

"Just stop bluffing!" Before he could finish, Chief Pi interrupted him. "If you could even buy people, I’d follow you and be your subordinate, focusing solely on this business. Focus on your business and be the wealth leader, stop dreaming up impractical things. This time it was your luck, probably some folks wanted to fish in troubled waters and ended up encountering a dupe like you, yet you ended up profiting. In the future, dream less of such good fortune!"

Yan Fei chuckled proudly. "Luck? What’s wrong with being a dupe? Others want to be dupes either don’t have my money, don’t put in as much effort as me, or just lack my luck. Hahaha..."

That pride didn’t even need faking; just as he thought, nobody would believe he could connect with those non-existent people capable of mysterious events... or aliens...

Speculation needs to be verified by actual investigation. Such unreliable conjectures wouldn’t be considered by anyone.

Trading devices like this, there are plenty of people doing it on Earth. Don’t just talk about devices; anything imaginable or unimaginable, as long as it’s profitable, someone will do it.

A nouveau riche shouting out to be a dupe attracted many hoping to try their luck, and it just let this dupe succeed. To say it’s connected with mysterious events is far-fetched; nobody would believe that.

Actually, Director Pi’s thoughts represent everyone’s: probably just a minor force without much clout, got a bunch of equipment ready to secretly sell, and just heard about a dupe and dumped all their second-hand goods on him. Then the dupe, lucky as he is, got mixed a fairly advanced item.

But such matters shouldn’t be simply laughed off; some things might lead to another, perhaps that ’minor force’ could still get their hands on good stuff?

Never underestimate anyone or any force. Many major events in this world are stirred up by those seemingly insignificant people.

How could giving Yan Fei some benefits hurt? A person not part of the organization contributing to ’everyone’ deserves a reward, right?

Besides, the staff working on the special front, to access those blocked advanced devices from outside, the human effort, energy, and even lives paid are genuinely beyond measure — and besides, the devices themselves are worth more than two million!

After chatting a bit more with Chief Pi, Yan Fei contentedly hung up the phone.

Then the two people approached — they had been waiting in a corner where they could see him make the call!

Yan Fei grinned, "Alright, it’s settled. Don’t blame me, I’m just a rural nouveau riche, focused on my little enterprise, not as noble-minded as you. Now that I’ve received some benefits, I feel relieved; where are you planning to transport this equipment? I’m not like those guys who sold it to me, not offering delivery... I’ll deliver it to you."

Faced with this young man who was sometimes naïve, sometimes shrewd, and sometimes amiable, the two were unsure how to react — to say he only looked after his interests, he sold it at a far lower value than its actual worth after knowing its real value; to say he was generous, it still felt like he acted a bit selfishly...

Yan Fei couldn’t care less what they thought; anyway, he had sold the item and had made his contribution to ’everyone’.

In his view, he wasn’t highly enlightened; he couldn’t achieve the level of aiding both himself and the world, but if there was something easy for him to do that was beneficial for ’everyone,’ then why not do it.

After all, getting the materials was easy for him, just a matter of a few catties of flesh — having come so far, shouldn’t he eat more meat to regain strength!

The teacher and the middle-aged man didn’t ask Boss Yan for home delivery. This stuff definitely wasn’t for use in this small seaside town. Moreover, they disdained his transport conditions — it’s hard to say how much this thing was worth. In many people’s eyes, it wasn’t to be measured by money, calling it a treasure was no exaggeration. Wrapped in just some straw, rattling around in your broken vehicle, who would dare let you ’deliver’ it like that?

When their vehicle arrived, Boss Yan stirred up more trouble; he seriously took down his wooden box and straw, claiming the wood was good material and could be used again back home!

Those two, including some military-looking movers, were speechless at his behavior: being so stingy, he really had the potential to become a wealthy tycoon!

In fact, Yan Fei had his unspoken difficulties. Although it was originally a straightforward task, as they prepared to pull the goods away, he recalled that although he had specifically instructed the laborers to choose only common materials for the packaging — the wood was just ordinary pine or cypress, the straw just cattle feed grass — these were all still not products of Earth.

The ultimate destination for the instrument was definitely some research facility; if anyone decided to analyze the ’packaging’ to deduce the origins of these items, and found some unknown substances, it would indeed be a blunder.

So, let him be stingy; after all, he was doing good deeds and hadn’t planned on receiving any medals or leaving any impressions, who cared!

It seemed he really did the right thing setting up his lab; he’d have to urge those laborers to really work hard, otherwise, he himself wouldn’t even know what he had!

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