Let It Be

Regarding the electrician's question, Feng Jun didn't offer much of an explanation, simply saying, "I have my own arrangements."

The electrician didn't dare to press the matter any further.

The saying that "one's environment shapes one's temperament and body" is truly not without merit.

As his income increased, Feng Jun's confidence grew significantly, and a certain air of authority naturally began to permeate his words and actions.

Feng Jun then stayed in the villa for over ten days, only heading out once to pick up deliveries at the rental house near the factory—the packages there had piled up to take up nearly half the room.

The money he had spent on supplies this time already exceeded one hundred thousand—and that didn't even include the big-ticket items like the motorcycle and the farm vehicle.

When his distant relatives returned, Feng Jun checked his status and felt that his energy points were nearing three hundred.

Even then, it was only because they had returned and he couldn't focus on charging that he had stopped.

At this moment, the mark on his hand was so bruised it looked almost black. Fortunately, the mark was on the back of his wrist, so it didn't affect his appearance much; if this thing had grown on his face, he probably wouldn't even have the nerve to step into a bar.

Once he finished charging, he called Zhang Wei, "How long has it been? What about the TNT you promised?"

Zhang Wei apologized profusely, saying, "I'm almost there. I really didn't expect this stuff to be so sensitive. Damn it, it's really too difficult."

It turned out that when this guy had agreed to it, he hadn't thought it was a big deal at all.

Feng Jun sighed and said in frustration, "If that's really not possible, just getting some detonators will do."

He couldn't wait any longer; he was desperate to go to the Wilderness World, but thinking of those two terrifying creatures, he needed at least some detonators for self-defense, otherwise, he really wouldn't dare to go.

Zhang Wei replied, "Give me another day or two, I'll definitely get it for you... By the way, my sales quota is still a bit short, could you deposit another two hundred into the account?"

Feng Jun wasn't worried about him trying to swindle his money. The account was his own, the password had been changed, and it required mobile verification; without his authorization, no one could touch the money inside.

So he went to Yang City and transferred another two million into the account. As soon as the money hit, Zhang Wei called him immediately, saying, "Haifeng and I have an appointment for tonight, why don't we go grab a couple of drinks together?"

Feng Jun thought about it; he didn't have anything else to do, so he said, "If you're free this afternoon, teach me how to trade stocks."

These past few days, with both hands bound for charging, he had been tinkering with that stock software whenever he had nothing to do. However, it was quite pathetic that he was figuring it out all by himself without anyone to guide him, so there were many things he wasn't familiar with.

To give a very simple example: if you want to find a stock among thousands, you just type the first four letters, and the stock immediately appears.

Feng Jun roughly knew that was how it worked, but he couldn't for the life of him find where to type those four letters on the interface.

He had searched for seven or eight days and simply couldn't find it, so he could only look for stocks by sector or by flipping through pages one by one.

If he had watched someone else operate it a few times or just asked, he would have known there was no need to look for a specific box; you just type the letters directly.

Damn it, this thing didn't have any prompts at all—it was basically common sense.

A very, very simple problem had stumped him completely.

When Zhang Wei heard that he wanted to learn how to trade stocks, it was an unexpected delight. He immediately said, "Come over this afternoon. There's a four-star Binhe Hotel next to Shenghai Securities, which is their partner hotel. I'll book a room for you at the Binhe."

Feng Jun laughed upon hearing this, "So, Da Wei, you have the authority to sign for expenses?"

Zhang Wei replied with disdain, "I used to be too lazy to take such small advantages; it was beneath me. But now that you have over two million in your account, if I host you, who would dare to say anything?"

However, what surprised Feng Jun was that Zhang Wei didn't come alone; he brought a woman with him.

The woman's name was Zhang Shaohong. She looked to be in her early thirties, was just under 1.6 meters tall, and had a petite and delicate appearance. She was about a 65-point beauty with a sweet smile, wore rimless glasses, and exuded an air of intellectual charm.

Zhang Shaohong had come to raise funds for a fund. Shenghai had just set up two fund projects and currently needed financing.

In her words, "I heard that President Feng is a very busy man. Leaving money in the stock market without taking action results in very low capital utilization and unreasonable returns. It would be better to let our fund manage your money."

Feng Jun listened to her patiently, but didn't say much, only looking at Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei looked a bit embarrassed and could only explain awkwardly, "Shaohong is my senior; she was the one who brought me into the industry. She wanted to talk to you, and I couldn't refuse. But whether or not you buy the fund is your own decision; don't worry about me."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shaohong rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly, "Well, Da Wei, you really are just standing by and watching."

Zhang Wei spread his hands and replied helplessly, "President Feng coming to open an account is giving me face. We're all friends; can't I just stay neutral?"

Seeing this, Feng Jun smiled, "Alright, I understand. I will consider this matter carefully."

He said he would consider it carefully, but Zhang Shaohong knew exactly what that meant, so she tried hard to explain, "President Feng, this is actually a win-win situation. Our team possesses considerable..."

"Alright," Feng Jun interrupted her with a wave of his hand, then said calmly, "I've already said I will consider it carefully."

Zhang Shaohong blushed deeply, but given her personality, the more this happened, the more she wanted to push forward. She forced a smile, "I wonder if I might invite you to dinner tonight?"

Using unspoken rules to win over a client? Feng Jun glanced at her and found her gaze clear, so he smiled and waved his hand, "I have arrangements for tonight. Let's talk about it another day."

Zhang Shaohong still tried to push for the deal, "I can invite the project manager to come and discuss it with you in detail tonight."

Feng Jun was truly unhappy now. I already said no, yet you keep pestering me. He looked at her coldly and let out a soft grunt through his nose, "Hmm?"

Seeing this, Zhang Wei couldn't hold his ground anymore, "Shaohong, you should go get busy with your work."

Seeing this, Zhang Shaohong had no choice but to leave dejectedly. Zhang Wei then asked, "Little Feng, are you... not interested in the fund?"

In all honesty, he felt that Feng Jun's mind was entirely on mining and he couldn't focus on trading stocks. Since his capital was quite large, choosing a fund to buy would be a more appropriate choice.

Feng Jun smiled and replied, "Hmm, how should I put it? I'm very interested in researching stocks. Whether I make money or lose it, it's my own business."

What he wanted to research wasn't just how to trade stocks. Securities companies had mobile apps, so what he was thinking about was self-evident...

Of course, he didn't have any intention of modifying data yet, but for this kind of thing, one should prepare early and take precautions.

Everything is easy if one is prepared, and difficult if one is not.

The two of them stayed in the hotel until 6:30, when Wang Haifeng finally arrived.

Coach Wang was quite curious about Feng Jun now; he already knew that Zhang Wei was looking for detonators for him, and he had also heard that this guy actually had over two million in his stock account.

He really wanted to know how this guy had managed to earn such a large sum of money in such a short period of time.

The three of them sat and drank for a while before Wang Haifeng tentatively asked, "Feng Jun, do you still have plans to go to Shi Kingdom recently?"

"Shi Kingdom?" Feng Jun thought for a moment and gave an apologetic smile, "I probably won't be able to find the time in the short term."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei gave him a strange look, "What are you going to Shi Kingdom for? To see the ladyboys?"

He was probing, but Feng Jun wouldn't tell the truth, so he just smiled slightly, "Ladyboys? I'm not interested in men. By the way, what happened with that matter involving Li Qiang last time?"

As soon as these words were spoken, strange smiles appeared on the faces of both Wang Haifeng and Zhang Wei. In the end, it was Coach Wang who replied, "It was nothing much. I asked Sister Hong to mediate, and the other side gave us some face."

Feng Jun asked curiously, "If that's the case, why didn't you ask Li Qiang to come drink with us today?"

"Don't even mention it," Zhang Wei shook his head, unable to laugh or cry, "That guy feels his pride was hurt. Drinking with others is one thing, but drinking with you... I reckon he has a bit of a psychological shadow."

Hearing this, Feng Jun didn't know what to say. Just then, Wang Haifeng spoke up again, "Feng Jun, Guo Yueling has been fired. Sister Hong told me she hopes you can go back."

"How is that possible?" Zhang Wei sneered, "Feng Jun is practically a boss now; he has at least two million in his account. Why would he go back to Hongjie? To park cars? We can't treat people like that."

Wang Haifeng replied with a serious expression, "Sister Hong doesn't know that Feng Jun has a career now. In my opinion, it's just that she has a good impression of Feng Jun and wants to invite him back."

Feng Jun's heart stirred slightly at first, but then he smiled and shook his head, "Actually, she has my Liaoliao contact. If she has any thoughts, she can leave me a message. Since there's no message, then... heh, it is what it is. Let fate take its course."

"Sister Hong is actually quite good," Zhang Wei nudged him with his elbow and winked, his face full of ambiguity, "You could go back and see her..."

Feng Jun had already figured it out by now, so he shook his head, "Stop joking. If Sister Hong loses her temper, the consequences would definitely be more serious than Na Shi Hua Kai."

"Are they even comparable?" Zhang Wei rolled his eyes at him, "The level of temptation those two women have for men is completely different, you know?"

Feng Jun certainly knew how much of a temptation Sister Hong was to men, but he still belittled her, "Is that so? I think she's far worse than Hao Fengjing."

Zhang Wei remained silent with a smirk. Sister Hong was not only beautiful but also cold and proud, possessing a certain social status and influence. As for that Hao Fengjing, one could only say her looks were slightly superior to Sister Hong's; as for the rest, no one knew much about her.

Hearing this, Wang Haifeng's eyes lit up, "Right, I haven't asked you yet, what kind of hacker software have you been messing with lately?"