Once you step out of Sancha River, the world out there is vast; it’s like a fish leaping in the sea or a bird soaring in the sky. Outside is much bigger, and this place definitely won’t develop as fast as it did when he was around. Besides, once he’s not at home, the other family members won’t be as ambitious as him, casually drawing a line on the map to make a road. It’s just that Yan Fei’s purchase of the ranch was so sudden that everyone was caught off guard. "I think, if you have time these days, you should make a trip to the county," Township Chief Fu cautiously suggested. Xu Changsheng, knowing Yan Fei better than Fu Zhen and himself, spoke more directly: "The new secretary has just arrived, and you’ve bought a ranch outside. Once the news spreads, it won’t look good for the new secretary. Regardless, the leadership will surely ask if the new secretary has made you dissatisfied, causing you to suddenly go outside!" Yan Fei chuckled bitterly: "I didn’t think too much about this. You all know me; if I think of something, I do it without considering much. Earning money from one’s own people isn’t exciting. Going out to earn from foreigners is more thrilling." I really didn’t think much about it; I just feel it’s more suitable to go out. Staying at home feels a bit stifling, being too far from the coast. And apart from the desire to make things happen, there’s another fact that in the international beef market, the price for top-quality beef can’t compare to what’s sold domestically. Eighty yuan per catty is expensive? Convert it to dollars, it’s only ten dollars per catty—in the top-tier ingredient market, this is essentially a low price. It’s quite degrading; if you sell at this price, you wouldn’t dare call your beef top-grade. This perception is shared not only among sellers but also buyers—if top-quality goods don’t come with a top-quality price, the taste seems to lose a few dimensions. If everyone can afford it, can it still be called top-tier ingredients? Cattle shipped to America are slaughtered on the spot, and the beef is immediately inspected. Once classified, the major ingredient merchants hold small auctions to bid on them; prices don’t need to be set personally. Earning is easier than picking up money—even picking up money requires bending over, but this is money delivered personally. The key is that recently the reputation has soared, and the small amount of beef is utterly in short supply. "Let’s do it this way!" Yan Fei pondered for a moment. "On the west side of the river, Township Chief Fu, see how much land you can allocate to me." Fu Zhen instantly stood up, excited: "How much do you want? We have the say on the land in our township; however much you want, that’s how much we get?" "Just draw a random circle as a congratulatory gift for the new secretary’s arrival! I’ll invest another ten million to expand the area. High-end beef that doesn’t sell can first be used for fattening. Anyway, draw a circle first, and once the money arrives, it’ll be peace of mind for everyone," Yan Fei said thoughtfully. Actually, there’s still a lot of unoccupied land on the large southern plot, but Yan Fei felt it was almost enough. Leaving some space by the roadside, the township plans to plant peach trees in the future; there’s no need to occupy it too fully. But on the west and north sides of the river, there’s a fenced area, and although it’s all farmland, the townspeople see it as quite remote. In that case, occupying more land and raising more cattle over there isn’t an issue. Orders for the Morning Glory brand are flooding in, and plenty want to discuss cooperation. You can discern people’s quality of life from this—beef prices are high, unlike pork which sells widely. But with many orders, it confirms the market is rapidly growing and expanding. So there’s no worry about having nothing good to sell; the fear is having nothing. Xu Changsheng joked deliberately: "Boss Yan is too petty; just ten million? Ten million is only for a few heads of cattle, not much at all!" Yan Fei remained expressionless as he explained to him: "I’m investing money from overseas accounts; up there, there’s no Chinese currency... it’s dollars." "Ah..." Xu Changsheng’s face immediately turned rigid and then, like Fu Zhen, accompanied a smile with a thumbs-up. "Boss Yan is generous; I underestimated Boss Yan!" Ten million wouldn’t buy many cattle, but when converted to dollars, it instantly multiplies more than eightfold. Eight million-plus just tossed out casually, Xu Changsheng was amazed; Fu Zhen nearly knelt—this influx of foreign investment in the township, he as the chief would probably exchange positions, ready for a promotion. Xu Changsheng’s face felt a bit hot; considering his family’s conditions aren’t bad, why does he always end up losing when encountering Boss Yan? Seems like he needs to raise his standards too! Old Xu found words from nowhere: "Why not get more Euros and pounds? That way, there’ll be more..." Yan Fei hadn’t planned on saying much, but since Officer Xu asked, he wasn’t afraid to say: "Planning to buy more ranches over there, have more dollars, fewer pounds and Euros, need to reserve them." Actually, Boss Yan is quite low-key and hasn’t planned to use pounds and Euros directly. At present, these two currencies and the Chinese yuan exchange rate are over ten to one; if investing ten million pounds or euros, converted to Chinese currency, it’s over a billion. Over a billion is a bit too ostentatious; it’s better to stay low-key. As for where Boss Yan’s money comes from, no one cares. Everyone speculates it’s from his movie rights; outsiders only know movie box office is billions without knowing how much the original work by Boss Yan brings; anyway, it’s quite significant in their view. Fu Zhen looked at Xu Changsheng chuckling; in fact, both were much older than Yan Fei, but here, every time they felt Boss Yan was rather the older one. Seeing old Xu like a clown—luckily, he didn’t speak, otherwise, he’d be equally provoked. "Don’t get too excited just yet!" Yan Fei continued. "Don’t think I’m asking for land to keep building bridges; just one bridge on River Heart Island is enough. Further construction is along the roadside, and this place will be for residences and entertainment leisure areas in the future." Who cares whether Boss Yan builds bridges or not! As long as you occupy land and keep developing, that’s enough. No exaggeration, whenever Township Chief Fu goes to a county meeting, he carries himself like a big shot, and when nearby township leaders see him, they have to look at Fu Zhen’s expression. If this keeps going, things could get wild. Old Xu wasn’t afraid to lose face; being so familiar, he thickened his skin and asked softly: "Boss Yan, how big is the ranch over there?" Yan Fei thought for a moment: "Can you keep it secret?" "Sure!" Officer Xu patted his chest in assurance. "You know me, I definitely can." "Hmm, it’s three hundred acres." Yan Fei casually shrunk the actual size by ten thousand times. Google seaʀᴄh novęlfire.net Xu Changsheng calculated in his mind: "That’s not very large! Aren’t ranches in Australia quite big? Boss Yan, you have to strive, buy more..."