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At 4:08 AM, before dawn, Yan Jien woke up naturally.
As time went on, his waking time gradually shifted later, from the previous 4:00 AM to now 8 minutes past.
"It seems that my waking time changes along with the sunrise," Yan Jien speculated.
"However, the difference between now and sunrise is only about ten minutes at most, so it shouldn't affect my judgment," Yan Jien thought to himself.
With a stretch, Yan Jien got out of bed.
He turned off the air conditioning with a click.
Then he opened the window to let in some fresh air.
Not even five minutes had passed before his appetite began to surge!
"It looks like my speculation was correct; as long as I get through these few days, I can return to normal!" Yan Jien felt relieved.
"But I still need to find a few more Blue Pond Pigs to fully validate my hypothesis," Yan Jien planned.
"Moreover, the Blue Pond Pig is just the first experimental target; I will need to find other subjects to test my hypothesis!" Yan Jien looked forward to it.
"Let's just get through these few days first!" Yan Jien gathered his thoughts.
With a series of claps, Yan Jien got out of bed and started exercising.
Around 7 AM, Yan Jien received a WeChat message from his mother.
Opening it revealed a photo of a beautiful woman.
The woman in the photo was very attractive and had a great figure, but her makeup was heavy, and her gaze carried a hint of seduction, making her look somewhat alluring and enchanting.
Clearly, this was the female host who had returned from Dong Guan.
"Mom actually introduced me to a female host?" Yan Jien was surprised.
"It seems Mom is really anxious; she used to say that women like this were not suitable and too flashy, but now she doesn't care as long as I find her appealing enough for grandkids," Yan Jien could guess his mother's feelings.
"It must be those aunties in the village putting a lot of pressure on her," Yan Jien thought helplessly.
"Sigh, Mom, your son prefers quality over quantity!" Yan Jien sighed inwardly.
Yan Jien didn't reply but continued his workout.
Sure enough, half an hour later, his mother called him.
"Xiao Nuo, did you see the photo I sent you?" Ye Qinhua asked directly.
"I saw it," Yan Jien replied.
"What do you think? Are you satisfied?" Ye Qinhua asked again.
"..." Yan Jien hesitated to respond.
"What's wrong? Not satisfied?" Ye Qinhua frowned.
"No, it looks pretty good," Yan Jien quickly denied.
"Then why aren't you speaking?" Ye Qinhua asked, puzzled.
"Mom, I'm worried that they might not be interested in me," Yan Jien found an excuse.
"Xiao Nuo, don't worry! As long as you like them, they will definitely like you!" Ye Qinhua patted her chest in assurance.
"Mom, let's forget about it for now. I've been quite busy with work lately; let's talk about it later," Yan Jien procrastinated.
"Xiao Nuo, are you trying to fool your mom? You said you were busy last week, and you're still busy this week? Doesn't your company do business?" Ye Qinhua got angry.
"Mom, we really are doing business, but we also need time," Yan Jien explained.
"I don't care; you must come back next month!" Ye Qinhua ordered.
"Mom, I really don't have time next month. How about waiting until the end of the year?" Yan Jien negotiated.
"The end of the year? Dream on! I'll give you at most half a month; you must come back within that time, or I will personally go to Nanquan!" Ye Qinhua threatened.
"Mom, the signal here is bad; I can't hear what you're saying. I'm hanging up now," Yan Jien pretended the signal was poor and hung up immediately after saying that.
"You..." Ye Qinhua rolled her eyes in anger.
Soon, Ye Qinhua sent a voice message: "Yan Jien, you must come back within a week; otherwise, I'll have your dad bring you back!"
"Sigh, my mom really..." Yan Jien was speechless.
"Forget it; where there's a will, there's a way. I'll deal with it when the time comes," Yan Jien thought optimistically.
With a light step, Yan Jien walked into the bathroom.
...
After signing the client contracts in the morning, it was already noon.
Yan Jien went to a steakhouse and had a hearty meal to satisfy his hunger during the eating period.
Of course, Yan Jien didn't fully transform; he only ate a little bit.
After all, Yan Jien was currently in a non-eating period and didn't want to waste food.
After lunch, Yan Jien returned to the office and took a nap to recharge his energy.
At two-thirty in the afternoon, Yan Jien set off for Huixian Livestock Trading Market.
...
Livestock trading market.
"Boss, I'd like to rent a light truck," Yan Jien handed over an ID card.
"Three hundred per day, with a deposit of three thousand," the boss said.
"That's fine," Yan Jien nodded.
"Credit card or cash?" the boss asked.
"Swipe the card." Yan Jien took out his phone.
"Beep!" The boss scanned the code.
"Boss, do you sell goats here?" Yan Jien asked.
"Yes," the boss nodded.
"Give me one," Yan Jien said.
"Do you want a male or a female?" the boss inquired.
"A male," Yan Jien replied.
"The male is 600 yuan per jin, and the female is 800 yuan per jin," the boss stated.
"Then I'll take a male goat," Yan Jien calculated.
"A male goat typically weighs between 50 to 80 jin," the boss said.
"Then I'll buy a goat that weighs slightly more than Clark," Yan Jien decided.
"Okay, please wait a moment," the boss turned around.
Ten minutes later.
"Boss, the goat has been loaded onto the truck," a staff member shouted.
"Alright," Yan Jien nodded.
"Boss, that will be a total of 4800 yuan," the staff member said.
"Swipe the card." Yan Jien took out his phone again.
"Beep!" The staff member scanned the code.
"Have a safe trip, boss," the staff member waved.
"Mhm." Yan Jien nodded, got into the light truck, and drove away from the market.
...
An hour and a half later, Yan Jien returned to his rented room.
However, as soon as he entered, he noticed a piece of paper on the floor.
Yan Jien picked it up and saw a line of elegant handwriting: "Brother Yan, thank you for your help that night. I have already moved away, don't worry about me. — Yan Weila."
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