Chapter 511 Murderous Intention Emerges

Feng Jun's reaction cannot be said to be petty. As a young man who once had nothing but academic qualifications, he had encountered enough problems in society in the past few years.

If you are not at the bottom, you don’t know the helplessness of the bottom. In the employee dormitory, even the signature pen may be stolen - you said you have used it, can’t you come back?

His past experiences made him not afraid to speculate on certain things with the greatest malice.

Feng Jun didn't know much about Hu Changqing, but he could imagine that a leader at the ministerial level might not have a temper? I guess you've long been used to "Those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish", right?

Of course, people named Hu must sometimes compromise. Isn’t politics the art of compromise? But there is no doubt that the person he is compromising with is definitely not someone like Feng Jun.

To say that Mr. Feng is now a billionaire-level figure, he may be able to get into the billionaire circle by scratching and scraping, but to the system that represents the will of the country, he is still just a salted fish. , at best a little larger than other salted fish.

A mere Chaoge City dared to send more than fifty people to Zhengyang to summon him at his door.

Regarding the opening of the lighting store, Liu Er was actually at fault, but Feng Jun had absolutely no interest in betting on Hu Changqing's character.

The butt determines the head. As long as a person has a butt, he will always find reasons for his actions. Did Liu Er really go too far? Isn’t a market economy supposed to fully encourage competition? Once competition arises, shouldn’t everyone show off their talents?

Liu Er can survive in the cruel market competition. You can say that he can reincarnate, but reincarnation is also a skill, right? If you have the ability and can crush him in this core technology, wouldn’t the market be yours?

Feng Jun didn't know if Hu Changqing would say something similar, but just from the fact that Liu Er had been wreaking havoc on Lamp Street for many years and was extremely arrogant, it was conceivable that Hu Changqing could at least not escape the suspicion of connivance.

Feng's interdimensional trading was extremely lonely, hard and dangerous in the early days. The dangers are still there, but it is relatively easy to make money and he has some wealth.

It is said that he spent several hundred million to gamble on Hu Changqing's character without breaking his bones.

Moreover, if you really want to make him anxious, it is not very difficult to send out a few "abnormal death" quotas.

But... why bother? Feng Jun doesn't like trouble, and when the time comes, he will probably face organizational decisions. If he really wants to fight the entire system alone, he won't be in trouble at all.

So since he dealt with Liu Er and refused to visit Hu Changqing, he has already made up his mind. I will never take over the mountains and forests until Lao Hu dies.

Of course, in other words, if there is really a good contracting opportunity, then he may strike first and say "sorry" to Mr. Hu silently.

——If you don’t take other people’s suffering seriously, I can too.

Therefore, he was not interested in accepting what Mou Miao said about "allowing contracting." On the contrary, he was quite interested in the three newly assembled pot camel machines.

These three machines were produced by Yunyuan. With the help of Wang Haifeng's father, several technical experts worked together to reduce the noise by almost a quarter.

You know, noise is not just a problem of sound pollution.

Noise itself is a kind of energy conversion - without energy, how can noise be produced?

At the same time, noise also represents the loss of the machine. Without friction, impact and vibration, how can noise be produced?

To put it simply, the durability is improved, the noise is reduced, the energy loss is reduced, and the combustion is even more complete - in other words, there is even less air pollution.

Mou Miao explained all this happily. He felt that the people sent by Wang Haifeng's father were really effective. He sincerely sighed that seniors are seniors and they cannot be ignored.

Feng Jun was actually a little disapproving of it. Noise was not so important over there. Some people even bought pot machines, and they also liked to buy loud ones - which shows that my family has it.

But since Lao Mou regarded it as an achievement and was still so happy, Feng Jun also laughed - the old classmate felt that he had achieved something, and he felt so comfortable that even money could not buy it.

In the end, Mou Miao released the killer weapon. Because of the guidance of seniors, not only the quality was improved, but the cost was also significantly reduced.

This is a serious good thing. Feng Jun is not a particularly stingy person, especially with friends. Spending money is very happy, but the cost reduction is really worth celebrating.

Don't say that cross-dimensional trading is a huge profit, who would think it's too much money?

So Feng Jun directly started a pot camel machine for trial use.

The pollution from this thing is indeed not small, but in four square kilometers of barren mountains, this amount of pollution is just drizzle.

That night, Feng Jun held a banquet for Mou Miao in the front building and drank until eleven o'clock at night. Mou Miao and his wife simply decided to stay.

But during the last break, Mou Miao reiterated his old words, "Feng Jun, please think about it. This matter is promoted by the city. It seems that Hu Changqing expressed support."

"Hu Changqing supports it?" Feng Jun opened his eyes in surprise, "Are you sure? I have offended him to death... Chao Gang asked me to see him, but I didn't even go."

"It seems that Chao Gang also contributed," Mou Miao walked to the edge of the beach, sat down, and lit a cigarette.

He usually doesn't smoke and only smokes after drinking. "I don't know much about this matter, but Dou Jiahui said it, and County Magistrate Chi made it clear that Mr. Hu supports the county's operation, otherwise... how could there be results so quickly?" ?”

"Lao Hu's head was kicked by a donkey, right?" Feng Jun drank a lot, and he was a bit drunk. Although he could get rid of the alcohol quickly with luck, he really enjoyed this slight taste. Feeling drunk.

If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun, and don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon, so he can express his views very heartily, "I have refused to give him face several times in a row, but he wants to help me?"

"Who knows?" Mou Miao replied with a blank look while smoking a cigarette, "Maybe the big shot is different from what we think. Lao Hu...actually really wants to build Yunyuan."

Hu Changqing wants to build Yunyuan well - Feng Jun really believes this. The boss at the top of Yunyuan Mountain has been recognized by his seniors, inherited the relevant political heritage, and often lives in Yunyuan after retirement. How can such a person be possible? Don’t want to build your hometown?

However, the construction of a hometown cannot be decided by a has-been old man, nor can it go against the wishes of the province or even the country. Yunyuan is ranked quite low in the province's opening list.

Therefore, building a hometown is very important, but it is also very far away. The right way is to maintain one's own authority and fight against all kinds of provocations.

Feng Jun smiled nonchalantly and said, "Let's put it this way, I am worried that he will trick me and leave hundreds of millions of dollars there. If he doesn't buy it in the future, I will be very busy."

That is to say, he is more confident and dares to say "you have to be busy". If someone else talks about it, it might be just four words-Jifeidandan.

In fact, Mou Miao also knew the appropriateness, and he was from Yunyuan City, not Chaoyang, so he stopped trying to persuade him, "I just wanted to say that Chi Zhijie also asked me for some processing work. , I also gave it to him... Anyway, it's up to you."

"Let's see..." Feng Jun touched his chin. Because he was drunk, he felt a little irritable for no reason. "Oh, I just thought, this old Hu doesn't know when he will die."

He has already begun to think about some feasible plans.

For example, first actively intervene in the contracting matter, borrow Hu Changqing's face, and then when the dust has settled, directly kill the guy - this is called having a suitable opportunity for development, and then choosing to strike first.

He can be sure that because he has the support of Lao Hu, his suspicion of Lao Hu's death will be very small.

After Hu Changqing dies, there is no need to face the pressure of the entire system. No one in Chaoyang can suppress him. Even if the county changes leaders, he will not be afraid. Feng holds the banknotes in his left hand and holds his good brother Dou Jiahui in his right hand. , let me ask - who is not convinced?

Of course, he was just borrowing the power of the Dou family. If someone with a blind eye showed up, would he really think that Feng was cultivating a fake immortal?

He thought for a while and felt that this matter seemed feasible, "Okay, I'll think about it again."

Mou Miao's body had begun to shake. Seeing this, Liu Xiaoxuan hurriedly helped him into the room. Anyway, although the two couples were not married, they had already been living together without any concealment, so she had nothing to be embarrassed about.

After they left, only Yang Yuxin and two assistants Li were left in the living room, and everyone else went to the backyard.

Yang Yuxin spoke up, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net "I can help you think of a way to contract the mountainous areas. You can also contact people near the capital."

Feng Jun was shocked when he heard this, "You're right, my contract...is calculated in square kilometers."

With such an area, you told me...near the capital?

"What's there?" Yang Yuxin replied disapprovingly, "Yuanmingyuan Vocational and Technical School is only four square kilometers."

"Hey, your daughter is recommended to Beida, so you can't ruin her like this, right?" Feng Jun looked at her dumbfounded, "After all, it's a top university in China. Can I compare with others?"

"It's really no problem," Yang Yuxin said sternly, "If you don't engage in real estate and just plant trees, there will be too much open space near the capital... Real estate requires too many supporting facilities and policies, and it's hard to touch."

"Beijing..." Feng Jun felt that the temptation was too great. Even if he did not engage in real estate, as long as he built a house there, how many young ladies from the North could he attract?

But after thinking for a while, he still shook his head, "Forget it, I'm afraid of trouble, and... I don't like the capital, and I don't need it."

He is not very interested in the capital. "No need" is a very important reason. All his business has nothing to do with the capital. From this point of view, even the world's top 500 companies cannot compare with him.

Seriously, what he wants most is for his parents to live happily and comfortably.

Early the next morning, Chi Zhijie called him on his mobile phone.

(Updated, it’s the end of the month again, there is an extra update as usual in the early morning, and the guaranteed monthly pass is scheduled for July.)

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