Chapter 1062 Eyes

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Feng Jun thought about it and found that this was indeed the case. He had become a good master, but his disciples couldn't stand it.

Let alone cultivating immortals these days, we just teach Tai Chi, Bagua, Xinyi Quan and the like. If the apprentices want to learn something real, why don’t they have to go to the trouble of paying tribute to their master?

In fact, Feng Jun's disciples are also a little helpless. For example, Li Shishi has no money to learn how to cultivate immortality. Of course, she has other psychological preparations. If the master says "come to my room in the evening", she will definitely take the initiative to pay for it. …

I won’t talk about the vulgar things, but Feng Jun was quite touched that Zhang Caixin could take the initiative to say that we felt we were lacking in respect of Master, so he nodded, “It’s okay, I’m not inferior to you, it’s great to have this intention alright."

Sister Hong didn't want to argue with him, she just nodded silently, but she was saying in her heart: I advanced the money, but I don't believe you actually asked me to refund it... Even if you want to refund it, you have to have it.

In fact, she has a fairly good understanding of Feng Jun's financial situation. She has long discovered that the profits of the pot cameo machine are rarely reflected in Feng Jun. What supports Luo Hua's operation is mainly the profits of jade and Feng Jun. Medical fees collected.

Later, when she learned about that plane and witnessed the process of gold trading, she guessed that Feng Jun's cash would not be very abundant - after all, in addition to Luo Hua, there was also a big-expense project in Chaoyang.

Feng Jun also has some income from other aspects, such as Sansheng wine, but although Sansheng wine has a promising future, it really can't support Luo Hua's demand at the moment.

Sister Hong was willing to spend so much money, she actually had some ideas, but in any case, she felt that the money was well spent.

At this moment, Zhang Caixin took the initiative and said, "It's not enough to just have a will. You have to do something."

As she spoke, she glanced at Yu Qingzhu intentionally or unintentionally, "If you have money, you should give money, and if you have strength, you should do your best."

Feng Jun keenly noticed that the atmosphere was a bit weird, so he took two steps outside. When he looked up, the fine spring rain hit his face, "Oh, it really rained."

He likes rain the most, especially the light rain in spring, which is fine and dense, with an ethereal atmosphere.

Sister Hong and Zhang Caixin knew about his hobby, but they didn't say anything. They went into the front building to get their express delivery, and then left.

However, Yu Qingzhu also walked into the rain. After standing for a while, he asked aloud, "Master Feng, if I want to learn cultivation from you, what are the conditions required?"

"Conditions?" Feng Jun glanced at her sideways and smiled, "There are no conditions required. The main thing is that... you like it, right?"

"Pleasing to the eyes..." Yu Qingzhu pursed her lips gently. She did not expect that the other party would give such an answer.

She also had the idea of ​​​​cultivating - seeing his miraculous power, it would be strange not to have this idea. But at first, she thought of finding someone to practice with Feng Jun. If it proved to be true and effective, she would be willing to follow him.

This idea is a bit rude, and I don't think Feng Jun can be trusted, but this is the normal state of the Yu family, and it is not intended to target anyone.

Think about the old man's attitude towards extraordinary power and you will understand - there are too many people with ulterior motives and we have to guard against them.

Many people clearly know that what they do is fake, but what if they can achieve success in one step? As long as there are enough benefits, some people don't mind selling the rope that hangs them.

That was what Yu Qingzhu had planned in her heart, but when she heard Feng Jun say the word "pleasing to the eyes", she immediately had a new understanding of his arrogance - you still have to look at your eyes when you are together?

However, she still asked tentatively, "That means that the final decision is in your hands?"

"What you said is interesting," Feng Jun looked at her dumbfounded, "Then the decision-making power should be in your hands...you?"

Yu Qingzhu stopped talking and followed him silently for a walk in the rain. It took him a long time to ask, "I want to practice with you, what do I need to pay? Well... Even if it comes to popularity, I am not the kind of person who is unsightly. Bar?"

Just give yourself! Feng Jun wanted to say this, but it was impossible...it was too frivolous.

Among his women, Hao Jingjing and Sister Hong can already be regarded as stunning, with impeccable figure, temperament and appearance, but... maybe the best thing is what he doesn't get. He seems to have a crush on Zhang Caixin More feeling.

But compared to Zhang Caixin, Yu Qingzhu seemed to give him an...even more indescribable feeling.

Xiao Cai Xin is beautiful, but her allure is to a considerable extent - at least to a certain extent, her exotic charm.

And Yu Qingzhu is a pure Chinese. Everything is the way Chinese people feel about beauty. A perfect Chinese beauty. If Feng Jun was amazed when he first met Zhang Caixin, then when he first met Yu Qingzhu, he was amazed. My heart is pounding.

But he had already defined the other party as "a person not to be messed with," so he just smiled and said, "Let's talk about these things after your grandfather's treatment is over."

Yu Qingzhu actually had a lot to ask him, but at this time, she really didn't know what to say. After pondering for a while, she tentatively said, "Then shall I donate 100 million lines to the manor first?"

Feng Jun was startled for a moment, then looked at her, "I know you're not short of money, but... why bother?"

Mr. Feng is very short of money, especially funds worth hundreds of millions, but why should he receive salary for no merit?

Of course, he had gold in his hands. Although he could not cash it out, it gave him considerable confidence, so he refused calmly.

Yu Qingzhu was silent. In her limited life, there were only a handful of times when she was rejected by others. Not to mention being favored at home and respected in society, even in school, she was a popular figure. She is a goddess that others can only see from a distance.

Now she took the initiative to give money to others, but was rejected, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Especially this 100 million is actually the limit of the funds she can use. The Yu family has some wealth, and she has also begun to try to start a project, but her situation can be explained clearly in one sentence - she is still a child. .

Feng Jun didn't pay attention to her, but sat on a stone step, feeling the dense spring rain, and took out a bottle of beer to drink.

After taking a few sips, he turned his head and glanced at Yu Qingzhu, "Huh? Why don't you go back and rest?"

Yu Qingzhu was not in a good mood, so she replied coldly, "I like Chunyu."

Um? When Feng Jun heard this, he felt a little fond of her again, so he took out another can of beer and said, "Drink some?"

"No," Yu Qingzhu shook her head, wondering who this person was, inviting girls to drink beer in the middle of the night.

But since the other party was willing to treat her to a drink, she didn't mind asking again, "Are you looking for my grandpa about food?"

"This is really not the case." Feng Jun never thought of asking Mr. Yu to help buy food, because the old man would definitely ask him where he planned to take the food. He would rather go abroad to steal food than ask Mr. Yu.

Facts have also proved that for some things that should not be disclosed openly, it is more appropriate to find the little people below.

Then he replied, "I came to him, mainly because I had some graphene and wanted to ask him if he could help me sell it."

"Graphene..." Yu Qingzhu raised her eyebrows. Although she was a girl, she had just come out of school and had heard a lot about this thing. "A material that has been very popular in the past two years, right?"

"I don't know much more than you do," Feng Jun took a sip of beer and burped contentedly, "The graphene I got has a price advantage, and I wanted to ask your grandpa if he could help sell it."

Yu Qingzhu knew as soon as she heard that this was indeed not an area she knew well, and it was even more difficult to operate than food. No wonder the other party wanted to talk to her grandfather, but she still wanted to fight for it, "I can ask my teacher. "

Feng Jun smiled and took another sip of beer, but said nothing. He said to himself that no matter how good the teacher was, he was only engaged in teaching and research. Who had any say in the purchase of such bulk commodities?

Yu Qingzhu felt the spring rain, and she was in a better mood. But when she saw his disapproving smile, she couldn't help but feel resentful, thinking, "Why do you look down on others so much?"

With this thought, she even lost her mood to appreciate the rain. No matter how nice Ye Yu was, she couldn't bear to have a disgusting thing around her!

So she turned and walked away, UU reading www.uukanshu． net came back to the eaves, dragged the chair to the other side, and sat on it to enjoy the rain.

Seeing her shy and accommodating attitude, Feng Jun felt a little disappointed, so he simply stood up, passed through the moon gate, and went directly to the backyard.

Sister Hong and Hao Jingfeng were practicing in the backyard, but Zhang Caixin was sitting in the pavilion, holding his chin in his hand. He didn't know what he was thinking. When he saw him coming, his eyes lit up and he waved to him.

Feng Jun raised the beer can and shook it at her: I'm drinking.

Zhang Caixin curled her lips angrily, but without turning her heels, the corners of her lips slightly raised: Well, I didn't stay with that vixen for too long...it's not bad.

Early the next morning, with the spring rain still falling, Feng Jun found Mr. Yu and explained the situation.

Mr. Yu also knows something about graphene, which is interesting to say. Some old people are more willing to accept new things as they get older - probably because they want to prove that every day of the rest of their lives has not been in vain.

He immediately arranged for someone to call for consultation and accepted Feng Jun's sample.

It has to be said that the influence of the Yu family in Zheng Yang is really extraordinary. Three hours later, there was information feedback.

Mr. Yu directly came to Feng Jun, "How much do you have of this thing, and how much do you plan to sell it for?"

Feng Jun had a headache talking to him. The old man was used to being the one in power. He always liked to ask other people's trump cards first, so he always liked to ask others' trump cards first. Can money buy it?”

Mr. Yu looked at him very dissatisfied, "Boss Feng, now you are asking me to sell something, shouldn't you quote a price?"

"Can we be reasonable?" Feng Jun retorted confidently, "I said, my things are cheap... Just tell me whether you want it or not. If you want it, just tell me the situation."

Talking to the old man is really nerve-wracking.