Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 216: Too Many Interested People

Wang Haifeng might have been an old hand at dealing with beauties, but he was still shocked by the appearance of this unexpected visitor.

Despite her repeated explanations, he still couldn’t believe it, “You’re Sister Hong’s sister? Impossible… You two look nothing alike.”

The beauty who’d arrived was indeed Zhang Caixin, and she wasn’t too impressed with the handsome Coach Wang, “Uncle, I’m here to see Feng Jun. Is he in or not? Just give me a straight answer.”

“You’re actually calling me ‘Uncle’!” Coach Wang could hardly stand it and jumped up high in indignation, “I’m calling Sister Hong right now.”

Xu Leigang shook his head in dismay. I thought Hai Feng had mellowed a bit, turns out he’s just the same as before.

Coach Wang’s call was obviously in vain, as Sister Hong made it clear not only that Zhang Caixin was indeed her sister but also warned Coach Wang, “If you dare mess with her, Feng Jun won’t be able to protect you!”

After hanging up, Wang Haifeng muttered discontentedly, “What does she mean by that? Do I look like that sort of person?”

“I’m here to bring money for President Feng,” Zhang Caixin moved on to the main topic, “Some jade has been sold and the accounts need his personal review… Is he here?”

“He’s not,” Wang Haifeng replied seriously. He was fond of beautiful women but he wasn’t the type who couldn’t walk straight upon seeing one. For those beauties he had no interest in, he would stop at admiration.

So he answered very seriously, “When it comes to money, we’re not in a position to handle it. However, we will relay the message to him as soon as possible.”

Zhang Caixin, however, kept pressing, “Where has he gone and when will he be back?”

Wang Haifeng certainly wouldn’t reveal Feng Jun’s whereabouts — the master’s trip to Myanmar was certainly no trivial matter.

Just then, Xu Leigang spoke up, contemplatively looking at the beauty across from him, “Actually, you guys know where he’s gone… right?”

At these words, Zhang Caixin was taken aback, “What do you mean by that? If I knew where he was, why would I come here looking for him?”

“It’s quite normal,” Xu Leigang replied with a hint of a smile, “He’s been strapped for cash for a while, you say you’re giving him money, and now the moment he leaves, you’re here delivering money… I heard Sister Hong has good relations with the airline, so getting this bit of info wouldn’t be hard, right?”

“You…” Zhang Caixin was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, a laughter so full of charm that it set hearts racing.

After laughing for a while, she sighed helplessly, “Ah, what’s the point of living so straightforwardly? Alright, I know he’s gone to Yunnan Province… What’s he doing there?”

Xu Leigang shook his head and said seriously, “I’m not clear on that, maybe… it has something to do with jade?”

“Uncle, that’s not very meaningful,” Zhang Caixin’s pretty face darkened slightly, “And don’t tell me it’s not just me and my sister, anyone in the jade business knows, President Feng has never gone to Xijiang or Yunnan Province.”

The information in her statement was significant, but thinking about it made sense. Although Feng Jun hid away in Peach Blossom Valley, using its security to avoid harassment from many people, given that he controlled a large amount of high-quality jade resources, how could he not be thoroughly investigated?

Even the fearless Xu Leigang couldn’t help but change his facial expression when he heard her words, “This is… a bit troublesome.”

Seeing his serious expression, Zhang Caixin didn’t gloat but spoke earnestly, “He mainly deals in nephrite, so he hasn’t stepped on Yunnan people’s toes, but those in the jewelry trade, they deal in more than just nephrite… Many have connections in Yunnan Province.”

“Damn it,” Wang Haifeng became a bit frantic at the thought, “Him heading there alone this time might indeed have been a miscalculation.”

“Exactly, the situation there is quite complex, especially concerning jade,” Zhang Caixin nodded slightly, “As his business partners, we really hope nothing goes wrong with him… You both know we have some friends over there too.”

“Well, there’s nothing we can do,” Xu Leigang spread his hands helplessly, “We’re not exactly sure what he’s doing or where he’s at over there. Perhaps… you could ask your friends there to look for him?”

Zhang Caixin rolled her big eyes at him, “Uncle, do you really feel accomplished deceiving a young girl?”

“Have some water first,” Xu Leigang handed her a cup of water, which he had just fetched.

He took the opportunity to ponder for a moment before asking with a half-smile, “There’s a detail I don’t quite understand, maybe you can help clear it up… For something like this, Sister Hong would normally ask, we all know each other, there’s nothing that can’t be asked. Why would it be you who’s inquiring?”

Zhang Caixin sulkily pursed her lips, “Who knows? She’s been bossing me around since we were kids.”

“It can’t be that simple, right?” Wang Haifeng also calmed down now and looked at her meaningfully, “Maybe Sister Hong doesn’t care whether he lives or dies, but you… you care about him, don’t you?”

His comment wasn’t meant as a tease; his real aim was to understand what exactly was going on between Sister Hong and Feng Jun.

“Is this important?” To his surprise, the beauty seemed immune to such talk.

Then, in a sharp turn of conversation, she asked, “Has Feng Jun gone to Myanmar?”

Damn! Xu Leigang and Wang Haifeng exchanged a glance upon hearing this—Sister Hong really did have a sharp intuition!

But it was Fatty Xu whose reaction was the quickest. He spoke seriously, “He’s your sister’s business partner. If Sister Hong doesn’t know his whereabouts, how could we possibly know?”

Zhang Caixin did not speak but simply looked silently at the fat man in front of her, her eyes carrying a hint of helplessness.

After a while, she finally spoke softly, “You’re harming him, do you realize that?”

“You’re overthinking it,” Xu Leigang replied lazily, “President Feng will be back soon. If you really care about him, please pay a portion of the payment as soon as possible. He’s been running really tight on money lately.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Caixin stared blankly at him for a moment before standing up and walking out, “Since you all insist, I won’t say anything more… If he needs help, he can call my sister.”

After she left, the two big men in the room looked at each other. Eventually, it was Wang Haifeng who burst out laughing, “Sister Hong has met her match, it seems.”

Fatty Xu wasn’t too surprised, in fact, the last time he took Sister Hong home, he had vaguely sensed the subtle relationship between the two, “I am a bit curious… When exactly will the master return? After all, the task he’s undertaking is rather challenging.”

To their surprise, Feng Jun came back on the fourth day, and he didn’t fly back from Yunnan Province but first went to the metropolitan city, stayed a night, and then returned to Zhengyang.

Although he had been gone less than four days, Feng Jun was noticeably thinner and darker, with a scrape on his forehead. His backpack was also new—a brand-new canvas bag that was clearly just bought.

Wang Haifeng and Xu Leigang were in the middle of their training when they saw him push the door and enter, both of them startled.

Fatty Xu, with sharp eyes, immediately noticed the scrape on his forehead, “What happened to your head, master?”

“Got clipped by a rock,” Feng Junruo said casually, “Those guys in Myanmar are no good; they actually set up a roadblock to trap me… There are even ambushes from them here in the country. Damn, they don’t act at all like they’re doing business.”

He had received the goods without mishap, and the other party had quickly withdrawn, but in the few dozen kilometers to the border, there were several mobile checkpoints inspecting passing vehicles and pedestrians.

Feng Jun was cautious enough not to take the main roads, but even so, he had nearly been surrounded twice, and the opposition did not hesitate to open fire at the slightest provocation, with the clear intention of killing rather than letting him escape.

Of course, this might have been a psychological tactic on their part, just meant to intimidate him so he wouldn’t dare run, but where was Feng Jun the type to be easily frightened? He counterattacked decisively and, in less than half a day, learned to adeptly use the BA Barrett, his aim surprisingly impressive.

He was fast on his feet, and he wore the Flood Dragon Silk Soft Armor from an Innate Expert, which helped him slip across the border unscathed.

In the melee, a stray bullet hit his right shoulder, but by then the bullet had lost much of its power and could not penetrate the defense of his High-Rank Martial Master even without the soft armor.

But that still infuriated him, so about five kilometers from the border line, he deliberately waited, and with the BA Barrett, he took out four of them, including one of their leaders, and then casually slipped back into the country.

By doing so, he clearly meant to provoke the other side—see that, I’m shooting you with a BA Barrett, right here on the border, and I’m about to return to my country. Come after me if you dare!

Little did he expect, while the opposition did not send troops after him, they had many contacts within Huaxia, and even after returning to the country, he faced a series of pursuits and interceptions.

Fortunately, not only could he run fast, but he also could summon agricultural vehicles and motorcycles from another dimension at any time, allowing him to finally elude his pursuers by the skin of his teeth.

After reaching the airport, he felt he couldn’t fly directly to Zhengyang, so he first took a flight to the metropolitan city, stayed one night, and then came back.

After recounting his experience, Feng Jun sighed deeply with emotion, “I’ve realized that you can’t expect any integrity from people in this line of business… Not turning on you on the spot is already considered courteous.”

“A bunch of barbarians, they fear authority but don’t understand gratitude,” Fatty Xu sniffed disdainfully, “For such trash, just kill them. They don’t know what gratitude is… the harsher you are, the more they’ll fear you; if you’re polite, they’ll think you’re easy to bully.”

“Tsk,” Feng Jun clicked his tongue regretfully, “Looks like I can’t count on doing business with them again for a good long while.”

It was only after he said this that Wang Haifeng realized another issue, “Uh… Master, there wasn’t any problem with the goods, was there?”

Feng Jun smiled proudly, “I planned this way of earning half a year ago, how could there be a problem?”

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