Big Data Cultivation - Chapter 400

Chapter 400: Chapter 400: The Parents Arrive

The increase of small animals was basically unsolvable, the crows were still a little too small and couldn’t keep up with the forty acres of bamboo forest.

However, up to now, the small animals couldn’t breach the Spirit Gathering Array, not even the crows dared to enter it.

Many small animals that didn’t believe in curses had already been burst by the Spiritual Energy.

Feng Jun’s parents had finally dealt with their affairs and Gazi and Xu Leigang hurried over to pick up the elders and brought them to Zhengyang, Dou Jiahui had nothing to do and came along as well.

At their first sight of Luohua Manor, the elders were quite shocked.

By then the manor’s surrounding wall had been built, constructed along the mountain’s contours, with many places being much thicker than the retaining walls.

In the rain, the wall was nearly invisible, scattered were unevenly standing boulders, and amid the wall, there were often small platforms—either horizontal or sloping—where surprisingly plants could grow.

Only at the very top, the half-meter-high red wall and green tiles reminded people that there was a boundary wall.

Of course, the wall height couldn’t possibly be just half a meter, which meant that the sections below were part of the wall as well.

Nevertheless, Feng Wenhui and his wife didn’t even pay attention to the wall; seeing such a large tract of land, they had already doubted their own eyes, “Gazi, is this entire mountain Feng’s?”

“Yes,” Lu Xiaoning answered honestly, “This wall, this road… Brother Jun built them all. Inside, there are villas, wells, bamboo forests, and such. Brother Jun has always been very busy.”

Actually, the villa was quite ordinary, with a rustic style in mind. When the previous owner Li Ning built it, he considered practicality, and the design and exterior decoration were very common—the interior was also plain—many rooms were even just plastered, without flooring.

But standing in the rain, this unadorned villa somehow exuded a sense of solidity.

Before even entering the villa, Zhang Junyi recognized a familiar face, “Eh, isn’t this Xiao Li? Are you also with Jun’s kid?”

Li Xiaobin was also a noticeable figure in their middle school days, and Feng Jun’s parents remembered her.

Zhang Junyi even looked her up and down with eyes filled with a bit of joy.

Their son was already twenty-five, and in Chaoyang, that was considered to be of ‘older youth’. In his age group, Shi Liang’s wife was already expecting their second child.

Zhang Junyi had a good impression of Li Xiaobin, and if this young woman became her daughter-in-law, she could basically accept it.

The most crucial point was that her son couldn’t stay single any longer, just getting to know someone casually, how could they not take a year or two to understand each other? Then getting married and having kids would at the fastest take another two years, by then, Xiao Jun would be twenty-seven.

She wasn’t in a rush for her son to get married, the key issue was that she didn’t want her son to just settle for any woman because he was getting older—meeting someone one month and marrying the next was something she absolutely couldn’t accept.

Even if it meant dating several people, getting married still had to be taken seriously to avoid a lifetime of regret; that was the attitude of a mother.

Li Xiaobin, however, knew very well that her chances with Feng Jun were practically nonexistent. She smiled, “Auntie, President Feng’s business has grown so much, I’m his assistant… He looks after us old classmates.”

“Of course,” Feng Wenhui nodded decisively, “As classmates, we should look after each other. He’s away, so having good friends like Xiao Xu to rely on, and supportive classmates are essential.”

“You’re joking,” Xu Leigang almost broke into sweat, “It’s President Feng who has been looking after me all this time, really.”

“All right, let’s go inside and talk,” Feng Jun spoke up, “You’ve been traveling all day, rest a bit and have something to eat.”

The next morning, Feng Jun accompanied his parents around the mountain, and they didn’t return until one in the afternoon, then they went straight onto the yacht and had fun on the river.

Only then did Feng Jun’s parents realize that their son had truly succeeded, and not in an ordinary way. Feng Wenhui guessed the yacht alone must cost two to three million, and Zhang Junyi directly asked her son how much he paid for the mountain?

She didn’t ask how much money her son had left, not wanting to pressure him, but asked about things that had already happened.

Feng Jun downplayed his response, saying that just the wall you see there, I spent nearly a hundred million on it. Rest assured, I still have over a hundred million lying around in my account, I can’t claim to be wealthy, but I’m at least affluent now.

Feng Wenhui couldn’t help but speak up, “Xiao Jun, anything illegal, we really can’t do that.”

Feng Jun just laughed, “Nothing illegal, it’s hard to achieve initial capital accumulation… but rest easy, my money isn’t afraid to be in the sunshine. Dad, do you fish?”

After a full day of fun, and when they woke up the next day, the old couple felt soreness in their waists and backs. Feng Jun took his parents straight to the bamboo forest, “This place is a great spot for rest, rich in negative ions, a natural oxygen bar, it’s especially good for the body.”

A Big Sun Umbrella with a diameter of three meters was set up on the concrete ground, the elders sat in the deck chairs feeling comfortable from the inside out, taking a book and brewing a pot of tea, the day passed just like that.

The next day when they woke up in the villa, the old couple noticed the difference.

Both being in their fifties, they were very sensitive to their bodies’ responses.

Zhang Junyi said, “I feel much better today, that negative ion… it’s really not bad, huh.”

“Yes,” Feng Wenhui nodded, stretching his legs a bit, “My knee joints feel a lot more comfortable too, but wasn’t that injury supposed to be irreversible?”

“Really?” Zhang Junyi’s eyes lit up upon hearing this; she was well aware of the problem with her lover’s knee joint. “In that case, should we go there again today?”

Feng Jun had accompanied his parents to the bamboo forest for two days in a row. On the third day, his parents told him not to accompany them—they’d said, “You have your own business to attend to, go be busy. We can take care of ourselves.”

Feng Wenhui and Zhang Junyi had gone to the bamboo forest for five consecutive days and felt as if they’d rejuvenated by ten years. Zhang Junyi remarked, “This place is really nice, it’s just a pity we have to go back to Chaoyang. If there were such a place in Chaoyang, I would go even if it cost me.”

“Oh? Right, Xiao Wang,” Feng Wenhui turned to look toward Wang Haifeng, “You could sell tickets for this place, couldn’t you?”

On a rotational duty, Wang Haifeng was the one cultivating in that area today. Hearing this, he just smiled, “We can’t sell tickets for this place. If we price them too low, President Feng would lose out; if it’s too expensive… the pricing bureau might come knocking.”

Feng Wenhui blinked, “How expensive?” As the owner of a small convenience store, he was very sensitive to prices.

“That’s… not easy to say,” Wang Haifeng replied with a laugh, shaking his head, “I think it would have to be at least two thousand, anyway.”

Feng Wenhui was greatly startled, “Just for this patch of bamboo and two lounge chairs, two thousand a day?”

His grudge against Liu Jiagui was just because of some fake goods that had cost him over two thousand.

Wang Haifeng looked at him, “I said two thousand an hour… I guess President Feng wouldn’t agree to that.”

“Two thousand an hour?” Feng Wenhui and Zhang Junyi looked at each other, astonished. Had they really spent around a hundred thousand during these five days?

“How could you not want to earn this money?” Feng Wenhui was a bit angry, “No matter how much wealth one has, it’s accumulated bit by bit!”

“Our son must have his own plans,” Zhang Junyi rather trusted her son, “Xiao Wang, where did Jun’er go?”

“He’s gone to the city to talk business,” Wang Haifeng answered, “Discussing the jade shares for the latter half of the year.”

At that very moment, Feng Jun was seated at a teahouse booth in the Penglai Grand Hotel.

Sitting beside him was Li Shishi, while across from him were Zhang Weihong and Sister Shen.

“Supplying goods to the capital city is absolutely out of the question,” Feng Jun stated bluntly, “No matter who buys, we will definitely not supply directly to the capital city. Sister Shen, you do your business in Youzhou, I won’t say anything about that, but there can’t be any major clients from the capital city, and you should stop thinking about setting up a branch there.”

“Boss Feng, if you want to make money, you can’t be so temperamental,” Sister Shen looked at him and smiled, “How much can you really make in Youzhou with all the hard work? The capital city has opened up a pathway for us.”

In the past six months, Zhang Weihong made jade sales soar, only just managing to control the volume, otherwise, she could have crashed the jade market across the country—at least that was the case with nephrite.

That put the jewelers in the capital city in a tough spot.

Merchants across the country had access to agents who could contact Sister Hong directly, but the vast capital city had none, meaning they had to endure an additional layer of exploitation.

Therefore, some businesses blamed this situation on Young Master Dou’s initial boycott order.

When this news reached Young Master Dou, he definitely did not want to carry the blame: Such a trivial business, would it even catch my attention?

I just mentioned it casually at that time. If you people from other places took it seriously, did you really all take it seriously?

The merchants didn’t know what Young Master Dou had initially been thinking, but now that he had made this statement, it clearly meant that the boycott order was lifted.

Sister Shen, who worked as a jade supplier in Youzhou, was among the first to hear the news. So she went to Sister Hong, suggesting she wanted to set up a subdivision in the capital city.

Zhang Weihong remembered Feng Jun’s words saying that he definitely wouldn’t expand into the capital city this year, but Sister Shen wasn’t satisfied. She said then you should increase the supply of jade for me, so I can lean into the capital city a bit.

Sister Hong said that it was impossible; if you quietly sell a few pieces of jade there, we won’t bother, but it’s impossible for us to openly support that—you would no longer have my support if I did agree, and Feng Jun might even stop supplying me.

Thus, Sister Shen requested to see Feng Jun. Wang Haifeng couldn’t decide on this matter and had to convey it to Feng Jun.

However, Feng Jun sneered at her words. He coldly stated, “The capital city’s boycott order, what is that? I’m not interested in paying attention to it… For me, it’s as if I have boycotted the capital city.”

In the last six months, Sister Shen had made a significant profit and had become a bit inflated with confidence. She already had numerous connections in Zhengyang and had previously lacked a way to convert her contacts into cash flow. Now that she had money and knew a few influential people in the capital city, she felt that she should have enough clout to converse with Feng Jun.

After hearing his response, she realized that despite her newfound connections in the jewelry industry, without Feng Jun, the biggest supplier, her business was insignificant.

All she could do was give a wry smile in response. “President Feng, the truth is that I have my own self-interest. I’m also worried that, if you were to change your mind and give the agency in the capital city to someone else, wouldn’t I lose out greatly?”

That reason was quite substantial.

But Feng Jun felt a wave of distaste inside. “You selling to the capital city is just something I choose to ignore, not something that makes the territory yours… If you take my tolerance as an entitlement to resources, then I can only say, it’s hard to be a good person!”