Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 33: Rent a New Apartment

"Thanks, but I don't think it's necessary." Feng Jun shook his head. He knew Manager Liang said that out of kindness, but he wanted the money right now.

As long as he had the seed money, he could make more and more money with it.

Although he believed that Manager Liang wouldn't hurt him, he must be careful.

In addition, he didn't want to waste much time on that either.

"Fine." Manager Liang smiled. He didn't offer Feng Jun a high price, but it was reasonable, so he didn't feel guilty at all.

Since Feng Jun turned him down, he didn't insist. "I heard that you have stones in your hands too?"

Hearing that, Feng Jun took out the four strange stones at once. "Please have a look."

Manager Liang casually looked at them. He then waved his hand. "I don't know much about stones. Can you sell them to me at a hundred thousand yuan in total?"

He wasn't paying a hundred thousand yuan for the four stones but for his relationship with Feng Jun.

Feng Jun understood it very well. "Thank you, Manager Liang."

Manager Liang laughed and patted his shoulder. "You're welcome. I'm expecting you to provide more jade materials for our store."

He wanted to know whether Feng Jun had other good jade raw materials.

Feng Jun gave him a perfunctory answer. "Well, I'll see."

Manager Liang liked his cautiousness, so he handed him his name card. "This is my name card. Feel free to contact me."

Feng Jun took it. He saw his name, Liang Haiqing, along with two phone numbers on it.

Manager Liang looked at him. "Do you want cash or transfer?"

"Cash please." Feng Jun beamed. "I don't want to pay the tax."

"Ha-ha, you're humorous." Manager Liang laughed. "The tax department doesn't care about stone gambling transactions, and no one will know that it's a jade deal.

"You need to wait for a while, but six million yuan in cash weighs a lot."

Feng Jun nodded. "I know, and I can lift it by myself."

Manager Liang was surprised, but he asked nothing about it.

He didn't want to annoy Feng Jun.

Anyway, he simply wanted to do business with Feng Jun.

"Give me an hour." Manager Liang lifted a finger.

Within an hour, a car came in from outside, and two young men got off it with two heavy suitcases.

At this time, the news that Feng Jun made six million yuan by selling a huge mutton fat jade seed material already spread widely.

He might be safe when he was on the street because people were very used to it here, but he might be in danger after walking out of here.

Liang Haiqing apologized to him, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that you have such a piece of rare jade; I'll be careful next time."

"It's not a big deal," said Feng Jun.

He opened the suitcases and glanced at them. He then roughly counted the notes inside. There were six hundred and twenty-four stacks, which were all 70% new banknotes.

He didn't bother to count them one by one and left right away.

When he walked to the gate, he put the two suitcases next to an off-road vehicle.

Onlookers realized that he didn't come alone.

Feng Jun gave the cab a side glance and found that there was no one inside, so he took out a cigarette to light it and put his hands in his pockets as if he had nothing to do now.

There were all kinds of people on this street, and some people were secretly writing down the number plate of the car.

A few minutes later, three empty taxis passed in front of Feng Jun, and a driver deliberately slowed down and planned to carry him.

Feng Jun didn't even look at it until the fourth empty car came. He raised his hand to stop the empty car, then got into the car with the two suitcases. He threw two 100-yuan bills to the taxi driver and said, "Turn left ahead as fast as possible. If you arrive at Renmin Road in five minutes, the two bills are yours."

"Buckle your belt." The taxi driver gave him a glance.

He knew where they were right now.

As a taxi driver, he drove around every day and clearly knew that he had a special passenger today.

Some people on the street felt foolish at this time.

At this moment, from the washroom at the door, a fat man walked out to the off-road vehicle while buckling his belt.

A strong man quickly walked toward him. "Hey, excuse me, is this car yours?"

"Sure." The fat man glanced at him. "What?"

"We charge parking fees here unless you are shopping on this street," said the strong man.

"What?" The fat man was annoyed. "I didn't leave my car for a long time!"

"Oh, fine," said the strong man.

He realized that Feng Jun already escaped from their sight.

Manager Liang smiled. "Good boy."

A man with a pair of glasses by his side said with satisfaction, "He's a great young man."

Manager Liang sighed. "I don't think we can see him again."

In his eyes, Feng Jun played a smart trick and left safely, but it exposed to everyone that he came here alone, so he would disappear for a very long time to protect himself.

Feng Jun took another taxi right after he reached Renmin Road, but he still told the taxi driver to drive fast.

He transferred four times before getting off at the entrance of a motorcycle repair shop. Without saying anything, he bought a second-hand motorcycle. He then went to the local specialty and Japanese grocery store next door.

By the time he was finally back to the factory, it was already dark. The old man asked him with curiosity, "Where did you get this motorcycle and two woven bags?"

Feng Jun smiled. "I just bought it. It's a used car, so it's very cheap. I only paid 500 yuan, and it has a one-month warranty."

The old man nodded. "I think it can be useful only for a month. Oh, how about your friend now?"

Feng Jun was startled for a second, but he quickly said, "Well, he got his girl back."

"Fine, but I think a good man doesn't backtrack, right?" said the old man.

"Um, you're right." Feng Jun nodded.

He carried the two woven bags into his room and stuffed them under the bed before he threw his body heavily on it. He took a deep breath and mumbled, "Now I finally have some money, and it's fine that I'm single."

What he had experienced during the past days was quite exciting, and he couldn't believe it right now in retrospect.

No matter what, he had banknotes of six million yuan under his bed now, which gave him enough time to think about his future.

The most important thing he needed to deal with right now was to rent a new suitable apartment. Although this factory was very quiet and nobody cared about what he was doing, it was still inconvenient for him to charge.

He needed an apartment that was convenient for him to charge himself, and he also needed to apply for several debit cards to deposit most of his cash.

Because it was too late for him to deposit money right now, he turned on his computer and released a post looking for a new apartment.

His requests were different from other tenants, and he directly filled the number of ten thousand yuan in the blank of the monthly rent. He had no requirement for the type of apartment, but he wanted water, electricity, heating, and a separate bathroom.

After that, he left a message.

[I have a temporary charging need, so I need an external connector, and the maximum amperage must reach 500 amps. This is very important to me.]

A 500-amp current could ensure that he would be able to charge at least five energy points in a day and night. In theory, he could have seven energy points at most, which would be enough for him to get in and out of the space once.

He was rich now, so he must provide himself with a good life.

After glancing at the stone ring on his wrist, Feng Jun relaxed a little. The energy was enough for him to get in and out of the space twice with materials.

He used to be worried about money, but now, he didn't need to worry about it at all.

He was tired and wanted to have a good sleep, but his mind was still excited.

It was hard for his mind to calm down right now because there were millions of yuan in banknotes under his bed.