Go with the Flow

Feng Jun did not explain much in response to the electrician's question. He simply said, "I have my own arrangements."

The electrician did not dare ask any further.

The saying that one's surroundings shape one's bearing and wealth nourishes one's body was not empty talk.

As his income increased, Feng Jun's confidence grew considerably, and a natural air of authority began to show in his words and actions.

Then Feng Jun stayed in the villa for more than ten days. During that time, he only went out once, to collect deliveries from the rented room at the factory—the packages there had nearly taken up half the room again.

This time, he had spent more than a hundred thousand on supplies—not including major items such as motorcycles and farm vehicles.

By the time his distant relative returned, Feng Jun checked and found that his energy points were nearly about to exceed three hundred.

That was only because the other person had returned, making it impossible for him to focus entirely on charging, so he had stopped.

The mark on his hand was now such a deep blue that it was almost black. Fortunately, it was on his wrist, on the back of his hand, so it did not affect his appearance much. If the thing had grown on his face, he probably would not even have had the nerve to enter a bar.

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

Zhang Wei repeatedly apologized, saying that he would have news very soon. "I really didn't expect this stuff to be so sensitive. Damn, it's seriously too hard."

Apparently, when he had agreed to it, he had not thought it would be a big deal at all.

Feng Jun sighed and said with distress, "If it really doesn't work, just get me some detonators first."

He could not wait any longer. He was eager to go to Wilderness World, but when he thought of those two terrifying creatures, he needed to bring at least some detonators for protection. Otherwise, he truly would not dare go.

Zhang Wei said, "Wait another day or two. I'll definitely get it for you... Oh, right, your account is still a little short for my business quota. Could you put another two million into it?"

Feng Jun was not worried about Zhang Wei scheming for his money. The account was in his own name, the password had been changed, and mobile verification was required. Without his approval, no one could touch the money inside.

So he went to Yang City and transferred another two million into the account. The money had barely arrived when Zhang Wei called him right away. "I've made plans with Haifeng tonight. Want to have a few drinks together?"

Feng Jun thought about it. He had nothing else to do anyway, so he said, "If you're free this afternoon, teach me how to trade stocks."

These past days, while his hands were tied up charging, he had spent his idle time studying that stock-trading software. Unfortunately, he had been figuring it out entirely on his own. With no one to teach him, there were many things he was unfamiliar with.

For instance, among thousands of stocks, if you wanted to find one, you only needed to type in its first four letters, and it would immediately appear.

Feng Jun generally knew that was how it worked, but he simply could not find where on the interface he was supposed to enter those four letters.

He searched for seven or eight days and still could not find it, so whenever he looked for a stock, he could only search by sector or flip through pages one by one.

If he had watched someone else operate it a few times, or simply asked, he would have learned that there was no place to enter anything. He only needed to type the letters directly.

Damn it, there were absolutely no hints for this—it was supposed to be common knowledge.

Such an extremely simple problem had somehow stumped him completely.

When Zhang Wei heard that Feng Jun wanted to learn stock trading, it was an unexpected delight. He immediately said, "Come over this afternoon. There's a four-star Binhe Grand Hotel next to Shenghai Securities. It's Shenghai Securities' contracted hotel. I'll book you a room at Binhe."

Feng Jun laughed when he heard that. "So you have the authority to sign off on expenses too, Dawei?"

Zhang Wei said disdainfully, "I used to be too lazy to take advantage of such petty perks. It was too embarrassing. But now you've got over two million in your account. If I treat you to something, who would dare say a word?"

What surprised Feng Jun, however, was that Zhang Wei did not come alone. He brought a woman with him.

The woman was named Zhang Shaohong. She looked to be in her early thirties, stood just under 1.6 meters tall, and had a petite, delicate figure. Her looks were worth around sixty-five points, her smile was sweet, and she wore rimless glasses. She radiated an intellectual sort of beauty.

Zhang Shaohong had come to raise money for a fund. Shenghai had just established two fund projects and currently needed financing.

In her words, "I heard President Feng is a very busy man. You put your money into the stock market and do nothing with it. That makes the utilization rate of your capital far too low, and the returns are unreasonable. Why not let our fund manage your money instead?"

Feng Jun patiently listened to her finish, but did not say much. He merely looked at Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei looked a little embarrassed and could only explain awkwardly, "Shaohong is basically my senior from school. She was the one who brought me into this industry. She wanted to speak with you, and I couldn't refuse. But whether you buy a fund is your own decision. Don't consider me."

At that, Zhang Shaohong shot him a glance and said coquettishly, "You really are going to stand by and do nothing, Dawei?"

Zhang Wei spread his hands and replied helplessly, "President Feng opening an account with me is already doing me a favor. We're all friends. Isn't it fine if I don't take either side?"

Feng Jun smiled at that. "All right, I understand. I'll consider this matter carefully."

He said he would consider it carefully, but Zhang Shaohong knew perfectly well what that meant. She still tried to explain, "President Feng, this is actually a win-win situation. Our team has considerable—"

"Enough." Feng Jun waved a hand, cutting her off, then said flatly, "I already said I would consider it carefully."

Zhang Shaohong flushed bright red, but with her personality, the more this happened, the more she wanted to tackle the difficulty head-on. She forced a smile. "May I invite you to dinner tonight?"

Was she trying to win over a client through unspoken rules? Feng Jun turned to glance at her and found her eyes clear. He smiled and waved a hand. "I have plans tonight. Another time."

Zhang Shaohong still tried to make the deal happen. "I can invite the project leader tonight and have them discuss it with you in detail."

This time, Feng Jun was genuinely displeased. I already said no, and she's still pestering me? He gave her a flat look and snorted through his nose. "Hm?"

Zhang Wei could not keep face any longer. "Shaohong, go take care of your business first."

Zhang Shaohong could only leave resentfully. Only then did Zhang Wei ask, "Xiao Feng, you... aren't interested in funds?"

To be fair, he felt that Feng Jun's mind was entirely on mining, and he could not concentrate on stock trading. Since he had a considerable amount of capital, choosing a fund to invest in would be the more suitable option.

Feng Jun smiled. "How should I put it? I'm very interested in studying stocks. Whether I make or lose money, it's my own business."

What he wanted to study was not merely how to trade stocks. Securities companies all had mobile apps, so what he had his eye on was self-evident...

Of course, he had no plans to try altering data yet, but it was best to prepare for such things early.

Those who plan ahead succeed; those who fail to plan are doomed to fail.

The two of them stayed at the hotel until six thirty before Wang Haifeng arrived.

Coach Wang was also quite curious about Feng Jun now. He knew Zhang Wei was trying to obtain detonators for him, and he had heard that this guy had more than two million in his stock account.

He really wanted to know how Feng Jun had earned such a large sum of money in such a short time.

After the three of them ate and drank for a while, Wang Haifeng cautiously asked, "Feng Jun, are you planning to go to Stone Kingdom again anytime soon?"

"Stone Kingdom?" Feng Jun thought about it, then smiled apologetically. "I probably won't be able to make time in the short term."

Zhang Wei gave him a strange look. "What are you going to Stone Kingdom for, to see ladyboys?"

He was probing him, and Feng Jun naturally would not tell the truth. He merely smiled faintly. "Ladyboys? I'm not interested in men. By the way, what happened with Li Qiang's situation last time?"

The moment he said that, strange smiles appeared on both Wang Haifeng's and Zhang Wei's faces. In the end, Coach Wang answered, "It was nothing much. I asked Red Sister to mediate, and they gave us some face."

Feng Jun asked curiously, "If that's the case, why didn't you invite Li Qiang out for drinks today?"

"Don't even mention it." Zhang Wei shook his head with a wry smile. "That guy feels like his self-esteem got hurt. Drinking with others is one thing, but drinking with you... he probably has a bit of psychological trauma."

Feng Jun did not know what to say to that. Just then, Wang Haifeng spoke again. "Feng Jun, Guo Yueling was fired. Red Sister told me she hopes you'll go back."

"How is that possible?" Zhang Wei sneered. "Feng Jun is a boss now, no matter how you look at it. He has over two million in his account at the very least. Why would he go back to Hongjie? To park cars? We can't insult him like that."

Wang Haifeng answered seriously, "Red Sister doesn't know Feng Jun has a business now. If you ask me, she has a good impression of him and wants to invite him back."

Feng Jun's heart stirred slightly at first, then he smiled and shook his head. "Actually, she has my contact information. If she has anything in mind, she can leave me a message. Since she didn't, then... hehe, it is what it is. Let's go with the flow."

"Red Sister is actually pretty great." Zhang Wei nudged him with an elbow and waggled his brows with an ambiguous expression. "You could go back and see her..."

But Feng Jun had already thought it through. He shook his head. "Quit messing around. If Red Sister blows up, the consequences will definitely be worse than with When the Flowers Bloom."

"Are they even comparable?" Zhang Wei rolled his eyes at him. "Their appeal to men is worlds apart, all right?"

Feng Jun naturally knew how alluring Red Sister was to men, but he still belittled her. "Really? I think she's far worse than Good Scenery."

Zhang Wei chuckled without saying anything. Red Sister was not only beautiful, but also aloof, and she possessed a certain social status and influence. As for Good Scenery, she could only be said to be slightly prettier than Red Sister. No one knew much else about her.

Wang Haifeng's eyes lit up when he heard this. "Oh, right, I haven't asked you yet. What kind of hacker software have you come up with lately?"