Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 436: Chapter 436: Cunning Tricks

Feng Jun curiously glanced at Feng Jing, “You really do know quite a bit. Did your comrades teach you all this?”

“I am their instructor,” Feng Jing answered proudly, “The class I lead is a military officers training class of the Wu Jing.”

“Damn,” Wang Haifeng stuck out his tongue and muttered under his breath, “They also learn music?”

Known in society as Sister Hong and feeling somewhat upstaged, she still nodded, “What Xiao Mei said… is roughly right.”

Feng Jun pondered for a moment before speaking in a deep voice, “Mou Miao, what about the other three partners?”

“It’s all the same,” Mou Miao huffed in response, “Anyway, they got the orders and just need to produce. When it comes to making money, they can’t run fast enough. Who’s going to make enemies for me?”

“No way,” Feng Jun exclaimed with his mouth agape, “If you can’t stand it here and want to start afresh… to whom are they going to sell their products?”

As for the Boiler Camel Motorcycle, it’s hard to say whether other countries need it, but in the vast land of Huaxia, there’s certainly only one buyer.

“The problem is, I’ve already placed the orders,” Mou Miao said with a distressed face, “The supply contracts are signed too, even if it’s under a natural person’s name, I still have to acknowledge it.”

You can’t say that he’s immature in handling matters; contracts are definitely needed for business dealings, and his approach was also intended to lower costs.

“Then let’s just not do it,” Wang Haifeng spoke, “A lawsuit? Pfft, let it drag on.”

“Exactly,” Sister Hong supported the idea, “We’re not afraid of a lawsuit, we can outlast them. We’re planning a countersuit… You offended others for them, and they don’t show any appreciation. What kind of people are they?”

“That’s true, but the problem is, I’ve put in orders and they know I’m in urgent need of the deliveries,” Mou Miao replied with a troubled face, “Starting all over isn’t impossible, but to keep control of costs, we’d need at least a three-month adaptation period.”

That’s precisely why the partners in Chaoge feel so confident.

The Boiler Camel Motorcycle, from its first to second generation, also took more than half a year. The initial products they produced were so bad that even they couldn’t bear to look at them. Finally, the second generation stabilized and the production process was relatively mature.

They thought that although Chaoge’s processing capabilities are not very strong nationwide, in the short term, no one else could produce a Boiler Camel Motorcycle that fits together flawlessly and meets the standards.

Huaxia’s ability to produce knock-offs is unparalleled worldwide, but turning a product from immature to mature isn’t as simple as just copying it.

So, their reasoning was easy to understand. With such a large order on the line, they thought, let’s see if you can’t deliver in three months.

Although Mou Miao specialized in technology, the four production companies had been eating from this bowl for not just three or five years. The oldest one had been around for thirty years, and who wouldn’t understand these things?

They could even predict that previously, the absence of Boiler Camel Motorcycles didn’t matter, but after more than half a year of consolidation, the standards for the Boiler Camel Motorcycles had been significantly raised. If Mou Miao were to switch to another place for production, the initially flawed products would not be accepted by the client.

In short, they believed that if Mou Miao were to start somewhere else, the initial trial products wouldn’t be marketable at all. Just the losses from those trials would be more than what most people could bear.

Which is to say, rather than risk making a big change and risking everything, it would be better for Mou Miao to bide time and wait for the right moment to make a move.

General Mou had already invested over twenty million in this area, and he controlled product quality very strictly, showing that he cared a great deal about this business.

And if he breached the contract, the demand side would certainly not agree, and then he’d face the issue of a lawsuit.

Clever, they all are a bunch of smart people. They believe they don’t need to confront the Xu Family head-on, it’s better for General Mou to face reality himself.

Wang Haifeng and Sister Hong lived unrestrainedly and were ready to take risks in a crunch, unwilling to compromise their own positions, which is why they had just spoken out like that.

But after hearing Mou Miao’s reasons, both fell silent.

No one knew who Feng Jun was selling the Boiler Camel Motorcycles to—indeed, they didn’t even know how those products were disappearing.

Only Sister Hong, who had witnessed “making something out of nothing” with her own eyes, could hazard a guess.

After a moment of silence, she asked, “President Feng, are there any specific requirements for the supply date?”

Frowning, Feng Jun took a while before asking, “So what you’re saying is, it’s really about that Highlander and the injured driver. You need the other party to give an explanation?”

Mou Miao cautiously looked at him, “It’s not that I want them to explain; it’s that they have caught me and won’t let go.”

Feng Jun waved a hand dismissively, “Don’t worry about that, I just want to ask, besides the delivery deadline, do they have anything else they can use against you? Oh, and… you can forget about the lawsuit problem.”

After thinking it over, Mou Miao shook his head, “There are no issues with the relevant technology. As for production, they might have some tricks up their sleeve.”

“What President Feng means is he wants to abandon production here,” Sister Hong understood immediately, “He’s asking if there’s anything you’ve overlooked.”

“All gone,” Mou Miao shook his head, then looked apologetically at Feng Jun, “Does it put you in a difficult position?”

“I don’t mind,” Feng Jun shook his head and sneered in response, “That Boiler Camel Motorcycle, I’ll sell it however I want to.”

“Master has such an imposing manner!” Xu Leigang praised with a thumbs-up, “I love this domineering attitude of yours.”

Sister Hong shook her head, “Feng Jun, I think there is really no need for you to be so concerned about such a trivial item. How much can you even earn from it? It’s purely a waste of time.” @@novelbin@@

What they didn’t know was that at this moment, across the street from the hotel, under the shade of a tree, an SUV was parked with its windows up and the air conditioning on. Inside were four people and operational surveillance equipment.

“So this is the guy in charge. Does anyone know where he sold the Boiler Camel Motorcycle?”

The person asking was none other than the middle-aged man who was known as a small fry at the district government.

Another middle-aged man was also present, who snorted disdainfully, “They are tight-lipped, but there have been mentions inside… It’s said he sold it to Bei Xinluo.”

“Bei Xinluo?” The person from the district government was first stunned, then smiled knowingly, “Right, that kind of ‘no-brand’ product could indeed only be sold to such places.”

He truly was from the district government, and it was only because of a car accident that he suddenly discovered there was such a big deal happening under his watch. Since it involved his fellow townspeople, he would definitely side with kinship over reason.

Now, hearing that the other party wanted to pull out their investment and wasn’t afraid of a lawsuit, he was a bit surprised. However, upon learning the buyer, he didn’t care anymore—Bei Xinluo, if you can sell to them, do you think we can’t?

A young man who was monitoring couldn’t help but sneer, “Oh, they think this deal is too small? I’m really curious what kind of big business President Feng handles?”

“The vehicle’s license plate has been noted,” the person from the district government said indifferently, “However, if this does stir up any big trouble, Xu Family, you’ll have to handle it yourselves. We can’t afford to take sides too noticeably.”

A man with a rough face spoke up, “Big trouble? Pfft, in Chaoge, Xu Family has never been afraid of anyone!”

By now, the conversation between Feng Jun and Mou Miao was drawing to a close, “Since that’s how things are, let’s leave… Pack up everything, we’re not staying here any longer.”

Xu Leigang quickly volunteered his efforts, “The most important documents have already been moved to the Military Division Area guesthouse by someone I trust.”

Without saying another word, Mou Miao began to pack, while Liu Xiaoxuan was somewhat reluctant to leave the Highlander, but didn’t dare to speak up—the fact that Feng Jun had to change manufacturers for it, although he said it was nothing, would there not be a price to pay?

Unwilling to mention her own financial concerns, she tried another approach, “President Feng, there are still fifteen Boiler Camel Motorcycles…”

“Leave them for now,” Feng Jun’s mouth curled into a cold smile, “Later on, I will make them beg to deliver them to Zhengyang.”

“Pfft,” Lao San from the Xu Family monitoring the conversation scoffed in disdain, “Beg to deliver them? I would rather smash them than send them!”

Although Mou Miao and Liu Xiaoxuan had been in Chaoge for a long time, they didn’t have much property there. Recently, they had purchased a two-bedroom, one-living-room house in Zhengyang, where they kept their seasonal clothes and other belongings.

With the blueprints and documents already sent off by Xu Leigang, the two of them could pack up in less than half an hour and were soon pulling their suitcases downstairs.

The people blocking them didn’t want to let them leave, with Wang Haifeng at the forefront, who reached out to push them, “Move aside! The car’s already been impounded… what else do you want to do?”

Those blockading the hotel definitely weren’t there for the car. However, in that car accident, Mou Miao was only the car owner and not the party involved. With the car already impounded, there wasn’t much they could do.

Of course, if it weren’t for the many people there to pick up Mou Miao, including Zhengyang People and soldiers, it wouldn’t have been easy for General Mou to leave.

They broke through the encirclement and five cars headed straight for the Military Division Area.

The Xu Family didn’t deliberately stop them from leaving, firstly because their reason wasn’t convincing enough, and secondly… they really didn’t believe that the other party was willing to abandon the situation in Chaoge—for even if they weren’t worried about the supply period, there was still a car and fifteen Boiler Camel Motorcycles here.

Besides, just because you say you’re not afraid of a lawsuit, does that mean you’re really not afraid?

Once inside the military’s guesthouse, everyone relaxed a lot. Feng Jun told Mou Miao, “Take care of things here today. First thing tomorrow morning, we’re heading back to Zhengyang.”

Mou Miao had been fighting hard in Chaoge for over half a year, and this place had become a turning point in his life. To say he had no feelings for it was impossible. But with things as they were, he showed the decisiveness of a man, “Alright!”

That night, Yao Counsel hosted a banquet for Feng Jun. He didn’t get involved in local issues, but since they came to his territory, he made sure to attend to Master Feng properly.

To their surprise, Mou Miao didn’t eat much before standing up, saying he wanted to go see how Xiao Meng, who had been injured, was doing, “Since we’re leaving tomorrow, I should visit him before we go and leave some money… It’s me he took the beating for.”

This gesture greatly impressed Yao Counsel, “He’s a straightforward person… I’ll arrange for a couple of soldiers to accompany you.”

Feng Jun also took out a wad of cash and handed it to Mou Miao, “He was working for me, too. This ten thousand is my way of showing gratitude. Tell him his beating wasn’t in vain.”

(Updated to, calling for monthly tickets.)