... Googlᴇ search NoveIＦire.net "Come here, those who understand finance, and take a look at these account books for me." Suddenly a voice came through, and Abe’s actions were even faster than his mind could turn. Almost the moment the voice came, he immediately threw away the knife in his hand, quickly washed his hands, and, wiping his hands on a towel around his neck, rushed in the direction of the voice. The big boss’s voice! Working for the big boss can get you better treatment. Not seizing this kind of opportunity would be foolish. "Boss, I know finance too." Abe ran forward, straightened his clothes twice, stood firm, and said with an expectant look. He truly understood it, having managed the business alongside Anderson; he knew a bit of everything. However, this was not enough. After entering the dinosaur world, from initial panic to adapting to the situation here, he even started actively learning various skills. Learning fighting, firearms, and driving from the foolhardy Johnson; learning financial knowledge from the bank staff; learning simple experimental operations from the lab technicians; learning cattle grazing from the cowboys; learning cooking from the cooks in the cafeteria... Actually, the more skills he had, the freer he was on the ranch. Initially, wanting to learn everything was simply unrealistic. It was by mastering the basic knowledge of the ranch, diligently doing more work, that he got in touch with the researchers, could then learn finance, and eventually even had the opportunity to learn firearms and other skills. It is somewhat useful; at least, as his skills increase, his opportunities to work for the big boss increase. When working for the big boss, according to the ranch’s rules, there is a reward of free time — although the range of activities is still such a small area, freedom always means he can do more things, like learn a few more things. Isn’t it useful now? Initially, he only knew some basic bookkeeping knowledge to manage his uncle’s gray business. But now he can confidently say that he understands financial knowledge. Yan Fei looked at Abe, who was checking the accounts with a few bank clerks, and smiled slightly. He actually knew roughly what the hard workers were doing on the ranch. Abe was willing to "advance," and he certainly had no objection. He liked those who were as steadfast as James on the ranch, but he was equally happy with someone like Abe, who could inspire others to work harder. Anyway, since they were working for him, the more enthusiasm, the better. "Boss, the current operating situation of this ranch is basically in a semi-loss state. We found out that half a year ago, the operating situation suddenly deteriorated and has not been reversed to this day." Finally, a laborer came forward with several account books to report. Yan Fei nodded: "Okay, give me all the account books. You stay here and wait; tonight might be a bit busy as there are still a few more ranch accounts to check." These accounts are from several small ranches around the current Morning Glory Big Ranch. Yan Fei has already bought the mines and is preparing to acquire these small ranches next. His plan is to expand the ranch all the way to the coast — although this plan seems a bit exaggerated to others, he feels there is nothing to it. As long as he works a little harder, isn’t it just a matter of time! The key is to take it slow and use legal means as much as possible. Australia’s policy towards China changes three times a day, generally following America’s attitude. Yan Fei’s plan is to slowly integrate himself, ensuring everything he has is reasonable and legal for now, to win over some people friendly to him, and eventually complete his expansion smoothly. Driving back to the ranch with his wife the next day, Yan Fei said with a smile, "Soon we’ll go talk to Old Connor first, then consider the other ranches we’ve investigated. Let’s try talking to him first, and if possible, secretly acquire a ranch." Xu Xiaoyan nodded: "Alright, when we get to our ranch, drop me off, and you go talk! I heard that old man is quite stubborn, so take a gift when you go." "Don’t worry!" Yan Fei said with a smile. Old Connor’s ranch is not one of the ranches where Yan Fei checked accounts at night. His ranch is not very large, only about twenty thousand acres. The ranch is separated from Yan Fei’s by two other ranches, and he is a bit old, like the late Old Maxiu, with no successor for the ranch now. This situation is actually quite common. Today’s young people are not all willing to continue working on the ranch. Ranches are in the wilderness, and even pulling a power line is very troublesome, making it impossible to have much entertainment. Once children who grew up here have experienced the glittering nightlife, many are unwilling to return. Of course, there is no lack of young people willing to come to the ranch, but most don’t have the money to directly buy a ranch, at most considering some small farms of a few hundred acres — farms mainly focus on crop cultivation, while big ranches can have a diversified operation. Old Connor’s ranch has no successor, and his health is not great. His many sons, daughters, and granddaughters all support him in selling the ranch and retiring into the city, but Old Connor’s stubborn character, for various reasons, makes him unwilling to leave, and he has even driven away several buyers who came to discuss ranch transactions. Yan Fei knows the kind of situation he’s heading into — taking the bull by the horns!