Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 438: Chapter 438 Finally Happened

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Four cars had been on the highway for only twenty minutes when Yao Counsel’s phone call came.

The motorcyclist didn’t die, but he suffered multiple fractures and extensive abrasions all over his body.

Now that it’s summer, everyone is wearing less, so the severity of the abrasions from riding the motorcycle so fast goes without saying.

Anyway, that guy was taken to the hospital, and as for how the two people from the Xu Family in the van were doing, Yao Counsel hadn’t heard.

The police believed that the patrol officer had been injured while executing official duties, so they contacted the military through intermediaries, wanting to know exactly who was in those four cars—they came out of your guesthouse, right?

The guesthouse director reported to Yao Counsel, who rejected the request outright, “Don’t tell them… unless they first specify what issues there are with those four cars.”

In reality, such matters can’t be concealed. Although the military and local authorities do not interfere with each other, there are too many ways for the local police to access information about the guests, even without formal channels.

Even without any information, with the Zhengyang license plates on those four cars, is there any fear they won’t find the people?

Therefore, what the locals are mainly seeking by this request is to demonstrate proper procedure, while also probing the military’s attitude.

Yao Counsel was well aware of this and flatly refused—what do local affairs have to do with me? If you dare, tell me what crime they’ve committed, and then… proceed with the formal request for cooperation.

After all, many ugly things dare not be openly exposed to sunlight.

Regardless, Chaoge’s position was clear; there would be no peaceful resolution. When Yao Counsel made this phone call, it was also to signal to everyone to be careful when getting off the highway.

Xu Leigang repeated the message over the walkie-talkie, but everyone expressed outright disdain.

Wang Haifeng’s response was the most typical, “If they act arrogant in Chaoge, there’s nothing we can do, but if they dare come to Zhengyang, isn’t that asking for death?”

Sister Hong didn’t have a walkie-talkie, but she also made her position clear, “Since no one died, there’s nothing to fear.”

Indeed, after they reached Zhengyang, they got off the highway without any issues.

Without hesitation, Feng Jun took Mou Miao and his wife to Luohua Manor. Putting aside their status as classmates, they had made him quite a bit of money—now that he had exchanged it for a good amount of gold, he had to take care of them.

Mou Miao argued that they had bought a fully furnished house in the city center, so there was no need to come here.

But Feng Jun insisted, “Let’s first see how Chaoge reacts. Until then, it’s safer for you two to stay here.”

In the villa owned by Feng Jun, the building in front had eighteen guest rooms. Although most of them were simply furnished, they were at least clean, with TV, internet cables, and WIFI available.

Everyone got back before noon, and although it was already quite hot, they didn’t go out and instead sat in the lobby on the first floor to chat—this was the coolest place in the entire villa, where even without air conditioning, it wouldn’t be too hot.

Of course, after many people sat down together, the air conditioning was turned on after all.

After Mou Miao and his wife placed their luggage in the guest room, they also came down to the lobby. When the conversation turned to the people of Chaoge, they couldn’t help but curse, saying that with such an investment environment in Chaoge, it was pointless to attract investment—how Chaoge could drive away good clients.

Gazi hadn’t gone to Chaoge, but after understanding the situation, he was also furious. He looked at Feng Jun, “Brother Jun… we can’t just let this go.”

“We definitely can’t just let this go,” Mou Miao, having hung up the phone, came over with a face full of anger. “They’ve gone after Xiao Meng again, claiming he’s involved in smuggling… Luckily, he has a granduncle in Chaoge who can pull some strings.”

“Don’t be angry,” Feng Jun was quite nonchalant about the situation. “Take a few days to rest, and after that, let’s contact other factories. If the people following you are willing to come to Zhengyang, let them come here to work.”

Mou Miao shook his head in distress, “It’s going to be difficult to get them to come… sigh, looks like we’ll have to hire new people.”

What does difficulty matter? Isn’t it just a question of whether the pay is enough? Feng Jun had his calculations, but the four people employed by the older Mou were splitting the expenses between them—he might be willing to pay, but the older Mou might not be.

Mou Miao was good to his friends, but he was reluctant to spend too much on his subordinates.

He didn’t consider himself stingy; the salaries he offered were already high, with commissions that far exceeded Chaoge’s average. Why pay more?

In fact, he was still focused on getting revenge for Xiao Meng. Considering this, it couldn’t be said that he was bad to his employees, could it?

In any case, Feng Jun secretly decided he needed to talk to his two assistants. He couldn’t let them discuss salaries in front of Mou Miao.

Gazi felt very indignant for Mou Miao; the two had known each other for ten years. “Mou’s car is still in Chaoge.”

Liu Xiaoxuan nodded vigorously, “Yeah, a car worth three hundred thousand, and President Feng’s Boiler Camel Motorcycle, there are also fifteen units there.”

She hadn’t considered that in Chaoge, there were at least fifty Boiler Camel Motorcycles still being manufactured, and the four manufacturers had enough raw materials ready to produce three to four hundred machines without any issue.

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“The master has already said, they’ll end up crying and begging to return it,” Wang Haifeng spoke up, now he had absolute confidence in Feng Jun, “Just wait and see.”

Liu Xiaoxuan smiled and nodded, but inside… she always felt a bit uneasy.

Sister Hong let out a cold laugh before speaking, “Leave this matter to me; it really isn’t worth it for Feng Jun to get involved.”

Xu Leigang was greatly surprised, “Then why didn’t you say so yesterday? Maybe we wouldn’t have had to rush back so quickly.”

“My method doesn’t look good in public,” Sister Hong candidly answered. “Just spend some money to have someone make things difficult for the Xu Family.”

Feng Jing continued to eat her ice cream slowly, whispering something to Li Shishi while she did. When she heard this, she finally lifted her head, “That kind of person, you pay each time you use them… I said so yesterday.”

The Xu Family wasn’t afraid of underworld figures, but to ask them for help would cost money. Not just Sister Hong, even the big brothers of the underworld couldn’t use their own men for free—without money, who would follow you?

Sister Hong glanced at her and spoke indifferently, “The situation mentioned yesterday was that General Mou was still developing there, and in that case, it would’ve been difficult to handle. If he encounters trouble and asks for help, each instance would cost money…”

In essence, what Sister Hong was saying was to pay a group of thugs to harass the Xu Family regularly for no reason. This is fundamentally different from seeking help from underworld figures when trouble arises.

The time and place for causing trouble would be at the whims of the thugs, not when you are in trouble and asking someone for help—when you ask for help, the other party also needs to have the time.

In short, it’s about who shows up for the job. To put it more candidly—there is always a thief, but can there be an eternal guard against theft?

As long as Mou Miao was still working there, you couldn’t use this method to seek help. Now that he wasn’t there anymore, things became easier to handle.

The thugs just needed to remember and find time to harass the Xu Family. Not only would they benefit from the harassment, but they could also continue doing so in the future without needing any more reason—someone wanted to take you down.

If those punks dared to disobey, Sister Hong could turn against them—I’ve spent my money, and you have a reason to extort others for profit. Damn it, you’re telling me now you want to stop? Don’t you believe I can throw you in detention to chew on steamed buns?

The power of family clans is reflected in their potential influence over local affairs, something that isn’t outrightly apparent.@@novelbin@@

As long as Mou Miao is no longer in Chaoge, in Sister Hong’s eyes, what’s family clan power worth anyway?

Of course, if the Xu Family couldn’t bear the harassment, they could resolve these ‘vibrant’ social groups through official channels.

But even if they could solve the issue, daring to do so would give Sister Hong an opportunity to exert her influence on officials—you dare escalate the conflict to this level, then it’s not something you can end whenever you want.

In short, as long as Mou Miao is not in Chaoge, there are just too many ways to deal with the Xu Family, especially since no one is expecting to make a profit, they just want to vent their anger.

With her analysis, everyone truly felt that this logic made sense, and even the usually reflective Feng Jing was silently shocked: This woman, known as a figure of the underworld, truly wasn’t just talking big.

With Sister Hong laying out the plan, even the usually pensive Liu Xiaoxuan began to smile.

The trip back from Chaoge to Zhengyang didn’t take very long. Since everyone got up quite early, after lunch, everyone chose to rest in their rooms. Sister Hong’s people drove the officer away in the Magotan.

Since Zhang Caixin was around, Sister Hong intended to find a guest room to sleep in the front building, but after seeing two rooms, she found them a bit too simple and finally dragged her sister along, “Come on, let’s go sleep in the building at the back.”

When they woke up, they found the sky had overcast. Feng Jun simply took Mou Miao and his wife for a leisurely stroll around the manor, with Gazi accompanying them.

Xu Leigang went to the Bamboo Forest; it was his turn to cultivate today. After Wang Haifeng woke up, he went to the pavilion in the backyard for his cultivation.

Feng Jing woke up quite late, only getting out of bed at three in the afternoon. Finding that Feng Jun was absent, she didn’t feel like going to the Bamboo Forest alone. After thinking for a bit, she brewed a pot of tea, grabbed some dried fruits, and went to the pavilion in the back.

She knew she could cultivate there too, but the effect would be slightly less. Anyway, she had just woken up, so a bit of afternoon tea first…

As Wang Haifeng was cultivating, he saw her actions and felt quite speechless: Is this the attitude that girls have toward cultivation?

Meanwhile, Sister Hong, along with Zhang Caixin, was also wandering around the manor.

For some reason, she didn’t want to take her sister to the Bamboo Forest, not just because she and Feng Jun often practiced yoga there, but more importantly, she had an inexplicable feeling that if she took her sister there, something serious might happen.

However, man proposes, God disposes. Sister Hong was already trying hard to avoid it, but the serious incident still happened.

The sisters stood on a hill, looking around. Zhang Caixin pointed towards the villa down below, “There’s a pavilion in the backyard, Teacher Mei is there… Eh, is Wang Haifeng cultivating?”

Sister Hong dismissed it with a wave of her hand, “Let’s go down, I’ll take you to have a look.”

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