Chapter 33 Bold, Careful, and Fierce

"That's not necessary." Faced with Mr. Liang's kindness, Feng Jun smiled and shook his head.

He has an adventure in hand, and all he lacks is the start-up capital. With the capital, he won't have to worry about running the business, so there is no big difference between six million and eight million for him.

Moreover, although he believed that with the reputation of the other party, even if he followed him, he would not be able to do anything to him, but these days, there is no harm in being careful, after all, money is what attracts people.

Moreover, he didn't want to have too much contact with the other party.

"That's... I'm sorry," Mr. Liang smiled. The price he quoted was indeed not high. It took into account the possibility of many risks. It was a bit suspected of deceiving novices - of course, it certainly cannot be said to be low. .

He wanted to invite the other party to visit the company, but they were more cautious and he was embarrassed to just take advantage, so he smiled and said, "I heard you still have rocks in your hand?"

As soon as Feng Jun heard this, he immediately took out four strange stones and placed them on the ground, "Take a look."

Mr. Liang took a rough look at it, and then waved his hand, "I don't know much about this thing. One hundred thousand yuan...is it possible?"

Rather than saying that he spent 100,000 yuan to buy stones, it is better to say that he gave 100,000 yuan as a favor. Four stones were obtained for free.

Feng Jun also understood what he meant, smiled and cupped his hands, "Thank you, Mr. Liang, for taking care of me."

"What you said is obvious," Mr. Liang raised his hand and patted his shoulder with a smile, "I still hope that you can continue to take care of our Hang Lung."

This was a test. He wanted to know if the other party still had any jade material.

Of course Feng Jun would not be stupid enough to say anything, so he smiled and answered vaguely, "Well... we'll talk about it later."

Mr. Liang saw that he was cautious and didn't care. People who play with jade, especially jade, know best the risks and bloodshed behind the huge profits, so he took out a business card and handed it over, "This is my business card. If you have nothing to do, please contact me. If anything happens, you are welcome to contact me.”

Feng Jun took it and looked at it. It was a gold-gilded business card, but it only had the words "Liang Haiqing" printed on it, as well as two phone numbers.

Mr. Liang looked at him calmly, "Transfer or...cash?"

"Cash," Feng Jun grinned, "If I transfer money, I'm afraid of tax inspections."

"Brother, you are so funny," Mr. Liang laughed. There are so many backpackers who rely on jade to make a living, and there are also many who do bank transfers. Who is so stupid that they will pay taxes? The tax bureau won’t even investigate. Do you think it’s in the United States?

However, after all, he was cautious, and he could understand it, so he nodded, "Then you have to wait, but...it's more than six million yuan, but it's only two hundred catties, right?"

Feng Jun nodded slightly, "Yes, I can carry it."

He also knows that for new banknotes, one million RMB is more than 11 kilograms, which is equivalent to twenty-three catties. The old banknotes are stained with dirt, and thirty catties are considered light. For more than six million RMB, it is not more than two hundred kilograms. Overweight?

Just able to carry it? Mr. Liang wanted to make a joke: Don’t you have any friends to help you?

However, this kind of joke should not be made casually. If the other party regards it as a malicious temptation, someone may die.

Moreover, since the other party didn't say that there was someone to pick him up, could he really think that the other party was just a person?

Anyway, he was serious about business and had no other ideas, so he raised his finger and said, "Give me an hour."

It didn't take an hour, just fifty minutes, when a car drove in from outside, and two young men got out of the car, carrying two heavy suitcases.

At this time, Feng Jun made more than 6 million yuan from selling stones, and the news had already spread throughout the market - the sound of "mutton fat jade seed material" was indeed quite shocking.

He is safe in the market, where tens of millions of dollars in cash often appear, but it's hard to tell after he goes out.

Liang Haiqing apologized for this, "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect you to come up with such a good thing. I must pay attention next time."

"It doesn't matter," Feng Jun waved his hand, thinking it was hard to say whether there would be a next time.

Seeing that the money had been brought, he opened the box and took a quick look. He roughly counted it and found that there were exactly six hundred and twenty-four piles, all of which were 70% new banknotes.

He was not careful at all, he just closed the box and carried it away with two hands.

Walking to the gate, he placed the two boxes next to an off-road vehicle.

When everyone saw it, they suddenly realized that they were not alone.

Feng Jun looked sideways at the cab and found that there was no one inside, so he took out a cigarette and lit it. He put his hands in his pockets and looked around, as if he was doing nothing.

The market was really crowded. Some people in the crowd began to take out their mobile phones and quietly wrote down the license plate number.

Half a cigarette later, three empty taxis passed in front of Feng Jun. One of the drivers deliberately slowed down to pick up passengers.

Feng Jun didn't even look at it until the fourth empty car came. He raised his hand to stop the empty car, got into the car with two boxes, took two hundred pictures and gave them to the driver, "Turn left ahead, hurry up. Get to Renmin Road within five minutes, and the two hundred dollars will be yours."

The driver looked at him calmly and said, "Then sit tight."

He also knew where he had just passed.

Taxi drivers walk around the streets all day long, how can they not understand this? This guy is in trouble.

In the market, someone's expression changed: I've been fooled.

At this moment, a fat man walked out of the public toilet at the door, wearing a belt and walking towards the off-road vehicle.

A gap-toothed man walked quickly from the front and asked, "Excuse me, Is this car... yours?"

"Ah," the fat man glanced at him, nodded, and looked him up and down, "It's not mine, could it be yours?"

The gap-toothed man was the one who had said a few words to Feng Jun. Seeing that the other party's words were unpleasant, he grinned and said, "There is a parking fee here, really, unless you are visiting the market."

"I just came down to take a dump," the fat man said anxiously. "When I got off the bus, I was still holding on to the toilet paper."

"Oh," the gap-toothed man's eyes lit up and he nodded, "So that's it."

So that's it... more than one person was muttering in his heart.

Even Mr. Liang reacted, with a smile on his lips, "Good boy, let's just slip away."

A bespectacled man beside him nodded and spoke in an appreciative tone, "Bold and careful, calm in the face of danger, calm-minded... He is really the material of a one-man gang."

Mr. Liang glanced at him and sighed, "Oh, it's a pity. We may not see him again in the future."

In his opinion, if the other party used a cover-up to sneak away, it would be safe for the time being, but if the identity of the single gang member was exposed, he would definitely disappear for a long time, or even disappear forever.

After arriving at Renmin Road, Feng Jun immediately changed to a taxi and continued to ask the taxi to drive quickly.

He changed trains four times before getting off at the entrance of a motorcycle repair shop. Without saying a word, he bought a second-hand motorcycle, and then went to the local produce and daily grocery store next door.

By the time he returned to the street factory, it was already dark. When the old man saw him coming back, he asked curiously, "Where did the motorcycle...and the two woven bags come from?"

Feng Jun smiled and said, "Where could it come from? I bought it as a second-hand car. It's cheap, five hundred yuan, and it comes with a one-month warranty."

The old man nodded, with a clear look on his face, "It's cheap but not good. I can only ride it for a month... Is your lovelorn classmate okay?"

Feng Jun was stunned for a moment, then simply replied, "They have reconciled again."

"Hey, today's young people have no backbone at all." The old man shook his head, with a cynical look on his face, "Let's break it up. It's not like a good horse to turn back and eat the grass. You really don't look like a man... Do you think so? Bar?"

"Ah?" Feng Jun was stunned again, then he stopped the car and stood up, replying without raising his head, "Yes, we'll split it up."

He carried the two woven bags into the room and stuffed them under the bed, then threw his body heavily on the bed. He let out a long breath and muttered softly, "Now, I finally have some money, well... I've divided it." It’s divided.”

The experience of the past few days has been really ups and downs for him. Thinking about it now, it feels a bit weird.

In any case, he had more than six million in cash stuffed under his bed, giving him enough room to plan his future.

However, the top priority is to find a suitable place to live. Although it is a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle, and no one cares about his privacy, it is still too inconvenient to charge.

He needs a house that can be easily recharged, and he also needs to get a few cards and deposit most of the cash under the bed.

He always does what he thinks of, UU reading www. uukanshu.net It’s dark now and it’s inconvenient to save money, so go to 59.com and post rental information.

However, his rental request information was different from others. The monthly rent was directly filled in at 10,000 yuan (including 10,000 yuan). There were no requirements for the type of apartment he was seeking to rent. It only had to have water, electricity, heating and a separate bathroom, but privacy had to be guaranteed.

Then he made a note: I have temporary charging needs, so I need to ensure that there is an external connector and the maximum amperage can reach 500 amps. This is a prerequisite for renting a house, otherwise it will not be considered.

The mains voltage of 500 amps of current can ensure that he can fill at least five energy points within a day and night. In theory, it can reach seven energy points, which is enough for him to enter and exit the space.

Before, I had no conditions, so I had to recharge my batteries in a hurry, and I had to be secretive. Now that I have money, I can't wrong myself.

Looking at the marks on his wrist, Feng Jun breathed a sigh of relief. He could almost carry goods in and out twice.

He has been worrying about whether the jade can be sold recently. Now that he has the money, he can finally relax a little.

Once he decided to relax, he felt an endless sense of exhaustion welling up all over his body, but strangely, he was very energetic.

Thinking of the words "Sir, do you want some service" in the Newman Bathhouse, Feng Jun couldn't help but feel a little restless.

It seems like I haven’t gone to a bar in two months. How about relaxing today?

The next moment, he gave up the idea: What were you thinking about? There are millions lying under the bed, go clubbing?

It's really suspected that he is a bit of a spirit and a bug.

However, it had been a long time since he had experienced this kind of thing. Once he had this idea, it was really difficult to suppress it, so he opened his phone and clicked on WeChat.

Shake it, or someone nearby?

(In the list of new books, it will soon be number one. I am calling for clicks, recommendations and collections.)