Chapter 120 Pigeon Competition

Mo Rigen was stunned for a moment and said to Zhao Changfeng with a bitter face: "Boss, it's not easy to deal with. The national champion is in the hands of Huang Lichun..."

"I don't care about this! You can do it yourself." Zhao Changfeng waved his hand and looked down at the documents.

Mo Rigen walked out with a bitter face. Bao Xiaofei came over with a folder. Seeing Mo Rigen look bitter, he smiled and joked, "Director Mo, what's wrong? What's the matter with the bitterness?"

"Go! Don't smile with me! I'm annoyed!" Mo Rigen replied angrily. Although Bao Xiaofei was Zhao Changfeng's secretary, he did not have Mo Rigen's recommendation at the beginning, and Bao Xiaofei did not have the opportunity to make a comeback, so Mo Rigen was not polite when he hit Bao Xiaofei.

"Director Mo, what's wrong?" Seeing that Mo Rigen was angry, Bao Xiaofei stopped joking and pulled Mo Rigen's arm and said seriously.

"Oh! Isn't it just a few pigeons that made a fuss!" Mo Rigen told Bao Xiaofei what happened.

"Ha, so that's the case?" Bao Xiaofei laughed and said, "Director Mo, it's a good thing that you met me, otherwise you would have to continue to be frowning."

"What? What's the solution for you guys?" Mo Rigen looked at Bao Xiaofei a little disbelief, "Isn't it Ri coaxing me again?"

"Director Mo, you are my leader, how dare I coax you to old age?" Bao Xiaofei said with a smile: "Don't Huang Hechun have a national champion? You can get him a world champion."

"Where is the world champion? Where can I find it? Where can I find it in such a short time? Even if I find it, will it be sold?" Mo Rigen stared at Bao Xiaofei.

"What are all this for me? Director Mo, come to my office and I will tell you slowly." Bao Xiaofei pulled Mo Rigen's sleeve and pulled him to his small office.

After leaving Mo Rigen to his seat, Bao Xiaofei made another cup of tea and brought it to Mo Rigen: "Director Mo. Drink some water."

"You little brat, are you sincerely making trouble with me?" Mo Rigen slapped the table and stared at Bao Xiaofei and said, "Where do I have the heart to drink water at this time? Tell me quickly what happened to that world champion."

Bao Xiaofei smiled, sat opposite Mo Rigen, lit a cigarette, and then slowly talked about the world champion pigeon.

"In 1990, Gomalifer Brugen, a famous Belgian pigeon expert, raised a cock. His name was 'Military School Student'. This military school student won many times in the World Championships. Later, Gomalifer Brugen sold it to Taiwan's local pigeon enthusiast Bao Wingda for $100,000."

Speaking of this, Bao Xiaofei smiled and looked at Mo Rigen: "Bao Yunda is the son of my fourth master, and he is my cousin."

"Hundred thousand dollars?" Mo Rigen took a deep breath, "Then, isn't this military academy worth 800,000 or 900,000 Chinese coins?"

Bao Xiaofei nodded.

"The price is too high." Mo Rigen scratched his head, "Besides, it has been twelve years since 1990. Even if you buy this military academy student, you may be too old to use it."

Bao Xiaofei waved his hand and said, "Director Mo, of course, he didn't buy that military academy student. We just need to get the descendants of this military academy student. Compared with excellent foreign carrier pigeons, the domestic carrier pigeon level is very low, and the direct descendants of this military academy student will definitely not be inferior to those champion carrier pigeons in China."

"Can you be sure?" Mo Rigen couldn't believe it, "The boss attaches great importance to this matter. You must not mess it up."

"Of course," Bao Xiaofei said confidently: "My cousin just came back two days ago and gave me a pigeon called Blue Lightning. This pigeon is a direct descendant of a military academy student. He won the 500-kilometer championship in the three-month Asian Pigeon Competition..."

"Ah? You guy! You didn't say it earlier, it made me anxious!" Mo Rigen hit Bao Xiaofei's chest hard, "Hurry up, take me to see this blue lightning!"

"Director Mo. You didn't tell me earlier!" Bao Xiaofei said aggrievedly. In fact, when Huang Lichun, the vice president of Zhao Changfeng's Mipiao Astronomy Group, liked carrier pigeons, he immediately remembered his Taiwanese cousin Bao Yunda. It happened that Bao Yunda was going to come from Taiwan to mainland to worship his ancestors in the past few days, so Bao Xiaofei spoke to his cousin and asked his cousin to bring an excellent carrier pigeon back. Bao Yunda is also a very generous person, so he brought the blue lightning that had just won the 500-kilometer championship of the Asian Pigeon Competition to Bao Xiaofei...

When he drove to Bao Xiaofei's home by Xinghu Lake, Bao Xiaofei brought the blue lightning to Mo Rigen. Mo Rigen looked over and saw a handsome dove in the dove cage. There was a blue arc mark on the gray feathers. It looked like a blue lightning, no wonder it was called blue lightning. At this time, the blue lightning was walking calmly in the cage. He was croaking in his mouth, looking majestic, and it really tasted like a general among the doves.

"Little Bao is not bad!" After listening to the report from Mo Rigen and Bao Xiaofei, Zhao Changfeng looked at Bao Xiaofei affectionately. Of course, he did not believe that this pigeon was given to Bao Xiaofei by Bao Yunda. Bao Xiaofei only has the hobby of playing chess and has no habit of raising pigeons. How could Bao Yunda take the initiative to give to Bao Xiaofei's pigeons? It must be that Bao Xiaofei took the initiative to ask for it after he learned about this.

"Old Mo," Zhao Changfeng said: "I will pay Xiao Bao according to the market price later."

"Boss, no, no, no," Bao Xiaofei said quickly: "This was given to me by my cousin for free, and there was no money."

"If you don't spend money, it's also given to you by your cousin." Zhao Changfeng said with a smile: "You can't let individuals suffer losses when doing business to the public, right? What's the money or how much..."

"Boss, it's really not necessary!" Bao Xiaofei was so anxious that he was sweating. "This is the power indicator for our Guangdong Sea. I am also from Guangdong Sea. It's worth making some contributions."

"This..." Zhao Changfeng pondered for a moment, "It's good, let's talk about it later."

Bao Xiaofei then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Bao, smoke." Mo Rigen grabbed the cigarette on Zhao Changfeng's table, handed it to Bao Xiaofei, and then stuffed one into his mouth with a smile, then put the box of golden mango into his pocket, and then asked Zhao Changfeng for advice: "Boss, what should we do next?"

Zhao Changfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Check the phone number of the Guangdong Eastern Province Pigeon Association to see if there are any pigeon competitions in the near future."

Mo Rigen immediately called 114 to find out the phone number of the pigeon competition in eastern Guangdong Province, and called it. After asking, there was a pigeon competition in South China just a week later, and the registration deadline was until 4 pm tomorrow.

"Boss, then I'll sign up for this blue lightning?" Although Mo Rigen had already understood Zhao Changfeng's intention, he still wanted to ask for instructions.

"Well, go and register. It's better to check again. Have Huang Lichun registered for his invincible person?" Zhao Changfeng turned the red and blue pencil in his hand.

The next day, Mo Rigen immediately rushed to Yangcheng and went to the Guangdong Eastern Province Pigeon Association to name the Blue Lightning. He checked the list of pigeons in the competition. Sure enough, Huang Lichun also signed up for the competition. It seems that Huang Lichun is indeed a pigeon fan and will not miss any opportunity to be outstanding, not to mention that this pigeon competition was held at the doorstep.

In the following time, Zhao Changfeng gave Bao Xiaofei a vacation and asked him to take care of the blue lightning at home. Raising pigeons does not require any particularly complicated technology. Before leaving, Bao Yunda left a complete set of technical information for raising pigeons. Bao Xiaofei raised it according to the technology in the information, but he looked decent.

A week later, Bao Xiaofei and Mo Rigen took Blue Lightning to the Guangdong East Pigeon Association to participate in the pigeon competition. Blue Lightning really lived up to expectations and defeated all the pigeons participating with an absolute advantage, including Huang Lichun, the invincible who set the national pigeon auction record, and won the championship.

After the game, Huang Lichun found Bao Xiaofei and Mo Rigen on the spot and expressed his desire to buy the blue lightning.

"Open a price." Huang Lichun said with a smile. He believed that everything in the world has a price, and as long as the price is right, everything can be bought. If there is nothing you haven't bought, you can only say that the price you offer is not right.

"Ah, sir, I'm sorry. This pigeon is my favorite thing and I won't buy it." Although Bao Xiaofei's words were polite, it can be seen that his attitude was very firm.

"Mr. Bao, please think about it." Huang Lichun was rejected but was not discouraged. "You offer a price, as long as you offer a price, everything is easy to negotiate."

Bao Xiaofei shook his head, smiled and shook his head: "I'm really sorry, I really don't sell it!" He said and walked away.

"Mr. Bao, Mr. Bao, please wait." Huang Lichun quickly chased after him, "It doesn't matter if you don't sell it, please leave a contact information? We can exchange our experience of raising pigeons."

"Sir, I don't think there is any need for this." Bao Xiaofei shrugged, Mo Rigen drove over, Bao Xiaofei got in the car and left.
Chapter completed!