Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 346: Chapter 346 Eight Directions Cloud Movement

For most design firms, because Luohua Manor wasn’t a registered company, they had no understanding of Feng Jun’s financial status. Even if they could check bank deposits, they still had to consider the factor of “capital operation.”

Therefore, before this, nobody had thought about investigating Feng Jun’s assets.

However, after learning about Wang Haifeng’s identity, some did inquire into his personal wealth, but the identity of a fitness coach did leave people speechless.

Banks, on the other hand, had a much deeper understanding. They could not only check deposits but also review statements and debts. Strictly speaking, they were very clear about Feng Jun’s business, with the source of funds being obvious.

Upon hearing this news, the design companies immediately sought to understand the situation in the jade jewelry industry—Wang Haifeng had mentioned this before, but could his assurance carry the same weight as that from a bank?

Diligence matters in all things, and after inquiring, an image of a lively industry tycoon materialized before everyone.

It is worth noting that Boss Feng was the mine owner of a jade mine. Nowadays, when you mention a mine owner, the first thing that comes to mind is sudden riches.

The newly wealthy spending money capriciously is something people can understand.

Wanting to enclose one’s leased barren hills to create a private manor wasn’t impossible either.

Having clarified Feng Jun’s situation and then considering Wang Haifeng’s family, the project seemed much more credible.

Coach Wang hadn’t expected that, after merely renting a room by the hour and taking a short nap, he would become a sought-after commodity, with numerous friendly overtures coming his way, especially from many people he had once contacted through various connections.

As frustrated as Wang Haifeng had been before, he was now that much appeased—before, I gave you an opportunity, and you didn’t treasure it.

But, being born into a business family, with his father still competing in the marketplace, his brother at a critical promotion juncture, and even his retired father-in-law having various old connections, he couldn’t afford to offend these people too much to avoid making things difficult for them.

Of course, he could still voice a veiled complaint or two—Oh, so now you don’t doubt our funding anymore?

While some contacted Wang Haifeng, others reached out to Feng Jun. After all, that Wang family kid was nothing more than a errand runner for Boss Feng.

Feng Jun hadn’t expected so many people to seek him out, as many were interested in more than just the design fees—the construction was the major part.

Master Feng didn’t engage with these people, simply telling them to talk to Wang Haifeng instead.

As the phone calls grew increasingly frequent, he became irritated and made a call to the client manager at the bank, “I was just explaining the use of my funds to you, and now my phone is almost exploding. If this keeps up, I’ll consider closing my account!”

After hanging up the phone, he turned it off and left the manor to get a new mobile phone number in the city.

The new numbers were arranged by Wu Limin, three in total: one ending with six fives, another with a six followed by four nines, these two with the same prefix, and one with the ending sequence three to nine.

Wu Limin was eager to ingratiate himself with Feng Jun, of course, because he had his eye on the upcoming construction project.

After obtaining the new numbers, Feng Jun instructed Li Xiaobin to send a message using the old number, notifying friends in his contact list—business contacts could be left uninformed for the time being.

Having switched to a new phone number, Feng Jun couldn’t help but think that it was because Sister Hong had transferred several sums of money that others had started paying attention to him, otherwise, the manor’s construction might still need to be postponed.

His relationship with Sister Hong was quite peculiar now, lacking any exchange between them; they wouldn’t even like each other’s posts on social media.

Sister Hong didn’t send anyone to stay in Xu Leigang’s villa, opting instead to transport all the jade away. As for how much she sold and at what price, she never explained.

She did, however, tell Xu Leigang, “If you want to see the sales details, you can at any time. Also, I’ll inform you when the jade is running low.”

In fact, the partnership between Feng Jun and Sister Hong had become very mature and stable, with both parties keeping records for every piece of jade, complete with numbers, data, and images, virtually eliminating any issues.

As for the pricing of the jade, Feng Jun had left that to Sister Hong, rarely having official business to discuss.

With the recent transactions amounting to one hundred and ten million, Sister Hong didn’t disclose how much jade she sold or why sales were so strong recently.

Feng Jun suspected that she might have heard about his manor renovation and worried that he might run out of money, so she transferred some funds to him.

For a moment, he felt an indescribable emotion: This isn’t how you play the game; I was about to give up on “If you’re heartless, I’ll withdraw,” and you suddenly reappear… really…

Yet, he quickly shifted his focus: Gazi had finally discovered a sense of qi!

Lu Xiaoning’s discovery of qi sensation had come later than both Wang Haifeng’s and Xu Leigang’s, not merely due to a matter of talent but because Feng Jun hadn’t guided the qi within him.

Given their different relations, Feng Jun preferred Gazi to practice more slowly rather than rush and urge his growth.

He wasn’t certain how his guidance with the qi would affect Gazi, but the lessons and experience summed up by countless native inhabitants from the mobile phone realm surely couldn’t all be false?

After all, Gazi was still young; even if it took him three years to find the sensation of qi, he would still be younger than Wang Haifeng was now.

After Gazi found his sense of qi, Feng Jun began to ponder another question: Was his epilepsy completely cured?

Before coming to Zhengyang, Lu Xiaoning’s epilepsy had already been effectively suppressed, with no seizures occurring every three to five months to half a year, which was normal. However, it was certain that he had not been completely cured.

So far, Gazi had taken two Body Tempering Pills, and his brain showed no abnormalities. He could drink a jin of liquor in one go, stay up all night continuously, and had tried various things that could potentially trigger epilepsy without any signs of an attack.

What Feng Jun was currently worried about was whether there would be any problem if Gazi practiced cultivation continuously.

After all, a seizure during normal times would just involve frothing at the mouth and some twitching, but having a seizure while channeling vital energy could, at worst, lead to deviating from one’s practice and at worst, be life-threatening.

Putting aside the friendship since childhood, if anything happened to Gazi, Feng Jun wouldn’t be able to face his parents!

So he started to practice cultivation with Gazi, and it was common to see four people sitting cross-legged in the pavilion of the artificial mountain.

Wang Haifeng and Xu Leigang didn’t express any dissatisfaction with this arrangement, which didn’t have much to do with favoritism.

Everyone already knew that the only suitable place for cultivation in the entire villa was here. Previously, in the villa at Peach Blossom Valley, one could cultivate anywhere. As for whether Master Feng was practicing in his own room back then, no one knew or dared to inquire.

Wang Haifeng’s cultivation time was affected. As more people came to disturb him, he ultimately decided to organize a bidding conference—it wasn’t that he wanted to show off, but he really had no other choice.

Essentially, he wanted to leave the opportunity to Si Jifeng. Although the company was only second-tier, they were down-to-earth in their work and did a pretty good job with minor innovations, lacking in grand ideas but continuously coming up with small creative solutions.

But social obligations from all sides were truly beyond what he could handle, as he was not a loner like Feng Jun.

About the bidding conference, he mentioned it to Feng Jun, who simply responded, “You handle it as you see fit.”

Feng Jun accompanied Gazi in cultivation for six days, watching him progress from the first diagram to the second, practicing until he was completely exhausted without any discomfort, only then he was fairly certain that Gazi no longer needed to worry about epilepsy in his future cultivation.

During this period, Wang Haifeng chaired the bidding meeting, which was essentially a discussion. He was the moderator, and the actual evaluation of the bids was performed by a supervisory team from Yongyang.

This supervisory team, introduced by Mou Miao, would be in charge of oversight during construction.

In the end, for private projects, as long as you have the capability, you give preference to connections.

The team from Yongyang chose Si Jifeng for three reasons.

First, Si Jifeng had excellent past performance and was good at innovating.

Second, Si Jifeng’s price was not too high. Even though they were the most expensive among the second-tier standard, they were slightly cheaper than the first-tier standard.

However, the reason the first-tier standard is high is that they have high qualifications and many famous people. But the real famous players would not be interested in such a small project—setting aside the size of the project, is it possible for such a project to win any awards? It doesn’t even qualify to enter the competition.

Not much money involved, no fame to gain, so why would it attract the famous?

In other words, Si Jifeng’s pricing was definitely not low, but they could guarantee to provide corresponding high-quality services.

Third, Si Jifeng guaranteed that since you hope to start and complete the work as soon as possible, we ensure to deploy resources to the greatest extent possible.

Wang Haifeng and the supervisory team both knew Feng Jun’s three requirements: safety, quality, and speed.

They were authorized to increase directly related costs by no more than fifty percent.

Feng Jun truly didn’t mind spending a bit more, and once the costs went up, the bulk of them fell on construction, not so much on the design.

Of course, Master Feng had studied business administration and would not focus blindly on splurging money—being a fool with too much money was not a flattering phrase.

He gave Wang Haifeng the authority to increase fees, while also telling the supervisory team that if they could reasonably reduce related costs, the saved funds would be distributed as a bonus to them.

Overall, Feng Jun was in charge of the big decisions and left all the details to others, even suggesting to Wang Haifeng to delegate his authority and focus on cultivating, which was the real priority.

Wang Haifeng could only respond with a wry smile: You can trust me, but I can’t be too trustful of others—after all, wealth begets desire.

That day, when Feng Jun saw Gazi successfully practicing the second diagram, he decided to take a walk in the front yard to clear his mind but ran into Li Xiaobin hurrying over, “President Feng, the Baixing Town Government just called. They want you to provide an explanation regarding the wall construction.”

“Provide an explanation?” Feng Jun frowned, “What’s there to explain? As per the contract, as long as the forest coverage is maintained, I have the right to build the necessary infrastructure.”

Li Xiaobin pondered for a moment before saying, “Do they mean a report is needed?”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Wang Haifeng has already sounded them out,” Feng Jun replied lightly, “If the town wants to know the situation, let them find Haifeng.”

(Update to, summoning monthly ticket.)