Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 406: Chapter 406 Pride and Prejudice

Feng Jun wasn’t actually going shopping for Feng Jing; although they had been together for a while, he wasn’t quite sure of her size.

If he bought something that didn’t fit, wouldn’t Feng Jing become an eyesore?

This time, he was planning to buy clothes, bags, and watches for his parents.

Previously, his parents didn’t know the details of his life, so when he went home for the New Year, he just bought some tobacco, alcohol, and food.

Now that everything was out in the open, he could buy them some luxury goods.

Of course, Feng Jun couldn’t drag his parents to buy clothes; the old folks would never allow him to waste money like that.

So he planned to buy them first and bring them home; he didn’t believe they would actually return the goods.

After hearing his plan, Li Shishi was quite speechless and after a while, she managed to say, “Will my son do the same for me in the future?”

Hmm? Feng Jun glanced at her, “What are you talking about? It seems… you don’t want clothes today?”

Of course, it was all jokes, and the two headed straight to the outlet center for a spree.

Feng Jun wasn’t exactly sure of his parents’ sizes either, but it didn’t matter; he would just buy a range of sizes and that would do.

His parents could take what fit and leave the rest; he would just keep them—for Feng Jing, however, this tactic would seem insincere.

His parents wouldn’t care about whether his heart was in it or not; frankly, if he didn’t do it this way, they would never allow him to buy luxury goods.

After an hour at the Outlets, Feng Jun had bought more than twenty outfits, seven or eight pairs of shoes, several bags, four watches—two for men, two for women, plus a pair of matching ones for couples.

Altogether, he spent over a million yuan. Li Shishi was cunning, noticing the increasing number of items, she directly had two shop assistants help carry the bags, which made the assistants quite happy… If they didn’t help with the bags, he wouldn’t buy anything.

Thinking about the dinner he had to host for Sister Hong that evening, Feng Jun also bought a Swarovski necklace for over eight thousand yuan, not for its price but for its style.

The group of four, laden with big and small bags, made their way to the escalator, and as fate would have it, bumped into two acquaintances head-on.

“Feng Jun?” Xia Xiaoyu’s eyes lit up, “Got some free time today? Brother Qiang said he’d come to see you in a couple of days, not sure if you’ll be available.”

“Gao Qiang, huh,” Feng Jun nodded, unsure what to say at the moment; he certainly couldn’t announce that his estate wasn’t welcoming to outsiders, “We’ll get in touch later, I genuinely don’t know if I’ll be available.”

Yu Qingzhu stood next to Xia Xiaoyu, her gaze not directed at them, appearing indifferent.

Xia Xiaoyu knew she wasn’t fond of Feng Jun, so with a smile, she said, “Oh, bought quite a bit, huh? How much did you spend?”

Li Shishi felt the two beautiful women opposite them came with bad intentions, and since Feng Jun obviously didn’t care much for either of them, she took it upon herself to speak up.

She mentioned casually, “Not much, just over a million.”

At those words, Xia Xiaoyu was taken aback, at a loss for how to respond.

Yu Qingzhu originally didn’t want to bother, but sensing Xia Xiaoyu faltering, she turned her head and nodded slightly, “Swarovski… quite fashionable jewelry.”

Feng Jun, hearing this, immediately got annoyed; he might not know much about luxury brands, but he was well aware of Swarovski.

In China, the brand is pretty badass, like ‘Häagen-Dazs’ or ‘Starbucks,’ or even like the Outlets, always giving off a high-end vibe, but overseas, it’s nothing special.

Outlets are just clearance stores; Häagen-Dazs is not top-notch stuff; Swarovski—those are imitation crystal products.

So Yu Qingzhu’s comment of “quite fashionable” was fitting; for glass products, what more could you ask for in terms of class?

Feng Jun bought the necklace because it was fashionable; what could you do with eight thousand yuan?

But he felt the deep malice in Yu Qingzhu’s words. He looked at her and spoke flatly, “It’s indeed quite fashionable.”

Yu Qingzhu saw his expressionless face and thought he didn’t understand her mockery, losing interest in taunting him further—you had to understand someone’s sarcasm for it to work, after all.

Since the conversation was already underway, she decided to speak seriously, “Feng Jun, can’t you just return the material to Director Luo?”

Return it? Feng Jun was still annoyed with her sarcasm, and upon hearing this, he forced a smile, “Did Director Luo really not tell you what material I have of his?”

Yu Qingzhu felt something malicious in his smile, but recalling that their previous conversation had ended with him hanging up the phone, she replied gravely, “I don’t know the details, but it’s very important to him.”

“Let me tell you,” the smile on Feng Jun’s face grew more sinister, “it’s videos of him and his lover, in all sorts of positions… Watching it could be quite educational.”

Yu Qingzhu’s cheeks turned red suddenly; this topic was simply too unfriendly for a young girl like her.

Modern girls might be more OPEN, but not many had the guts to talk to her like this.

Nevertheless, as a member of the Yu Family raised with proper upbringing, she was only slightly embarrassed for a moment before she spoke seriously, “Does speaking like this satisfy your malicious curiosity? Such commentary is truly disappointing to me.”

“Are you disappointed? What’s that got to do with me?” Feng Jun said with an exasperated roll of his eyes, “You’re thinking too much. If you don’t believe me… why don’t we find a place to study Director Luo’s material?”

Yu Qingzhu was at a loss for words. How could she possibly look at that kind of stuff with a young man?

She didn’t believe it in her heart, but seeing Feng Jun so confident, she wasn’t willing to take the risk.

Luckily, she came from a family with profound knowledge and wasn’t lacking in ways to handle the situation, immediately diverting the topic, “Say whatever you want, it’s up to you. However, I think I should remind you that using Swarovski to chase girls is a bit lackluster.”

Feng Jun’s face showed a strange expression, “That’s really none of your concern, isn’t it? I’ve already said, it’s because it’s fashionable!”

Xia Xiaoyu couldn’t bear it as their conversation became more and more stiff, “Okay, Feng Jun, what Qingzhu means is… after buying things worth over a million, you might as well buy some jewelry of similar value, it’s easier to match that way.”

Li Shishi couldn’t hold back any longer, “Sister, you’re speaking quite oddly, President Feng is buying things for his parents. As for how to match them, that’s for the elders to decide… aren’t you worrying a bit too much?”

Xia Xiaoyu was immediately confused, “These are for the elderly… to use?”

This really challenged her understanding. It wasn’t that young people today wouldn’t buy things for the elderly, but to spend over a million on a big haul that was entirely for the elders was too rare.

Yu Qingzhu also slightly raised an eyebrow, “All for the elderly?”

Of course not everything, but aside from the necklace and the two work outfits for Li Shishi, indeed everything else was for the elderly.

“Is it so hard to understand?” Feng Jun laughed disdainfully, “I made my own way, I’m not a second-generation rich kid. No elder gave me a Ferrari California, but I can decide on what to give my elders.”

The Ferrari California clearly alluded to Yu Qingzhu.

But he couldn’t be bothered to wait for her outburst and left via the escalator.

What he didn’t expect was that Yu Qingzhu wasn’t angry. Glancing at his retreating back, she muttered softly, “Having filial piety… this guy isn’t completely without merits. But what’s with that attitude, did he eat gunpowder or what?”

Feng Jun’s mood worsened without any provocation until he reached the underground parking lot exit and received a call from Sister Hong.

Sister Hong had just finished a beauty treatment and called him to pick her up.

Feng Jun glanced at Li Shishi, the little greeter was talking about what she wanted to eat tonight; making up his mind, he decided to bring her along.

His car stopped outside a beauty shop, and the first dazzling sight was Sister Hong’s pair of white, long legs, followed by her stunning figure and faintly luxurious aura.

She adjusted her sunglasses, probably spotting Li Shishi in the passenger seat, and walked towards the back door on the driver’s side, where she stood.

I owe you one! Feng Jun sighed inwardly, stepped out of the car, and then opened the rear door for her.

Sister Hong didn’t hesitate, stepped into the car, and then let out a light exclamation, “All this stuff?”

Feng Jun had bought quite a lot, so much that the trunk couldn’t fit everything; some items were placed on the rear seat as well.

Hearing her, he just smiled, “I had some time today, so I went to the Outlets to buy some things for my mom and dad. As their child, if I earn money, I can’t just enjoy myself.”

Sister Hong was silent for a moment. After the car drove for a while, she finally spoke, “Where shall we eat?”

“Let’s go to the hotpot restaurant,” Feng Jun answered casually; this was actually Li Shishi’s suggestion, as she loved all kinds of seafood.

Sister Hong frowned slightly, and then said, “I haven’t had Western food in a long time.”

It wasn’t Western food she was fixated on, but recently she felt a bit overheated and was worried about allergies from eating too much seafood.

This time Feng Jun wasn’t willing to let her have her way. Although “having dinner” might also mean doing something after the meal, he had indulged her too many times already and didn’t want to continue compromising himself.

So he flatly refused, “I’m not really interested in Western food, eating undercooked steak, it’s not in line with my eating habits.”

It wasn’t just to be contrary, but he really didn’t like Western food.

Sister Hong didn’t say anything more, seeming to acquiesce.

Feng Jun instructed Li Shishi, “Xiao Li, call Lin Ji and book a private room.”

Lin Ji wasn’t far from Penglai Grand Hotel, just over four hundred meters away; Feng Jun parked the car in the hotel’s outdoor parking lot.

Sister Hong’s frown deepened – she was wearing high heels today, “Is parking difficult at Lin Ji?”

“I’ve got over a million dollars’ worth of stuff in the car,” Feng Jun answered indifferently, “It’s safer to park here.”

He believed it was time to straighten things out with Sister Hong. They could continue their business cooperation, but an emotional decision needed to be made. If it couldn’t go on, he could consider openly pursuing Zhang Caixin.

Indeed, Feng Jun was planning to be a playboy; he had no plans to marry for now, however, Zhang Caixin could become a companion on his path of cultivation.

Since he was planning to make a choice, he had no intention of endlessly yielding.