Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 431: Chapter 431: Enemies on a Narrow Road

Dou Jiahui called Feng Jun Lao Feng because… he had a soft spot for this girl.

Men are visual creatures, and Er Pang was no exception; he simply liked beautiful women, from fairies to online friends, it had always been this way.

The moment he saw the girl, his heart fluttered a little, but even without any experience in business, he knew he had to prioritize the bigger picture. Emotions and business, of course, should not be mixed.

When it was time to leave, to say he felt no regret would be impossible, but… how can one have it both ways in life, without failing the owner or the lover?

Hearing Feng Jun had decided to support him, he immediately went with the flow—this was a brother helping me out.

He wouldn’t consider whether it was Feng Jun who took a fancy to the girl; in Dou Jiahui’s eyes, whether it was the scenic view or Sister Hong, both outclassed this girl by far—You already have two, you couldn’t possibly compete with me for this one, right?

Of course, if Feng Jun had really taken a liking to the girl, he would choose to back out. Two brothers in a lifetime, there’s no need to squabble over a girl—after all, he hadn’t even started; it was just an initial attraction.

A hint of surprise flashed in the girl’s eyes, but she still maintained a reserved smile, “This gentleman is right, one million is just a threshold, so… can we proceed to the signing phase?”

“Is the process that important?” Dou Jiahui raised an eyebrow, “Having interest should be enough, we can take it slow with the process, can’t we?”

It must be said that in business around here, a lot of the time, that really is the case—agree on the intentions and you can proceed, as for processes, you walk through them when it comes to mind, and it’s no big deal if you don’t.

Relying on a contract or agreement to bind both parties is a fair and just practice.

But it must be pointed out that when commercial cooperation falls to the point where it can only rely on contracts and agreements to secure mutual interests, there is already a problem with trust between the parties.

Oral promises are not protected by law, but as long as the cooperating parties’ capabilities match reasonably, the binding force may be no less than that of a contract.

Dou Jiahui said this to get Feng Jun to cool down and think carefully whether the contract could be signed.

“I’ll listen to President Dou,” the young girl didn’t mind either. She had seen many bluffers, so it was no big deal. If this one was just all talk as well, the cooperation would quickly go cold, and it wouldn’t affect the company much.

“I don’t mind either,” Feng Jun smiled, looking quite relaxed.

“Lao Feng, come with me,” Dou Jiahui pulled Feng Jun to the side, not wanting a seemingly attractive woman to damage the brotherhood.

Once aside, he spoke in a low voice, “One million for lighting fixtures… I know you can afford it, but will it delay your main work?”

Feng Jun gave him a helpless look, “My estate can easily absorb a million, and besides… I have another place; one million in lighting fixtures a year, that’s just a drop in the bucket for me.”

What exactly did he mainly run in the Mobile Phone dimension? Diesel generators and kettle-back generators, and light fixtures… those were just complimentary.

Where couldn’t he buy light fixtures? If he could support his brother’s business, why not do it?

Of course, lighting and light fixtures aren’t the same; lighting mainly sells design and speaks of artistry rather than mainly serving to provide illumination, and it’s also relatively pricey.

But the Mobile Phone dimension, that was an entire dimension, short of tycoons? The ones who could afford generators were almost all tycoons.

“No way?” Dou Jiahui looked at him in shock, not knowing what to say, “Da Pang, you have such a huge demand, why didn’t you tell me earlier? Then why am I bothering with chickens?”

“You didn’t ask me, did you?” Feng Jun spread his hands helplessly, rolling his eyes, “Isn’t this to help you charm the girl?”

He was always willing to support his brothers. Er Pang didn’t want to follow him, and he could understand that, so at first, he really hadn’t thought about covering all of Er Pang’s goods; he hoped his brother could make it on his own strength and carve out his own realm.

But Dou Jiahui was having trouble finding agents and lost some face in front of the beauty today, so of course, he had to help him regain it—was it to back him up that Feng had to bother coming all the way to Foshi?

Dou Jiahui had a look of wanting to cry but having no tears, “Really? President Feng, with your own demand, you could support a municipal level agency; do you know how I feel… that all my efforts are like beating the air?”

“I only covered the base quota for you,” Feng Jun replied nonchalantly, “I’ve helped you secure an agency more easily. To truly build up the market, you’ll still have to rely on your own efforts… How could it be in vain?”

Dou Jiahui was stunned for a moment before giving a thumbs up, “Da Pang, I have to say, your skills at playing cool have truly reached a master level.”

That’s what he said out loud, but deep down he knew that his brother was looking out for his face.

However, to be honest, he felt quite powerless. It wasn’t out of envy for Feng Jun, but… the goal you strive for, someone else can effortlessly achieve for you. How could such a reality be pleasing?

When they returned to the girl, her smile was a bit more cordial, “Have you two finished discussing?”

“Yeah, pretty much,” Dou Jiahui nodded and spoke brashly, “Hold the Yunyuan agency rights for me. Our visit this time was for fun and inspection. When we go back, renting and renovating will take some time… Can the beauty give me a business card?”

The beauty not only handed out her business card, she handed out two: one for Dou Jiahui, and one for Feng Jun.

As for Feng Jun, based solely on his appearance and figure, he was quite a sight to behold, let alone her observation of the two men’s posture during their recent conversation. Although she couldn’t hear anything, she could be sure that this man definitely didn’t work for President Dou.

“Lin Xiaojia, it seems that Lin is indeed a prominent surname here,” Dou Jiahui said with a smile, nodding his head. He didn’t have any business cards to give, so he took out his mobile phone instead, “Add me on WeChat. It’ll be convenient for contacting.”

Lin Xiaojia didn’t play coy and added him directly on WeChat, then turned to look at Feng Jun, “This gentleman…”

Feng Jun hesitated for a moment before deciding not to say “no WeChat.” If he didn’t have WeChat and gave out his mobile number instead, with either a sequence or a premium number, wouldn’t that just be even more attention-grabbing?

Concluding such an initial business intent, Lin Xiaojia was also very happy and gave each of them a small gift—a set of men’s leather accessories with the company’s logo, both practical and good for publicity.

Their chat took place in the company’s reception room, the door of which was currently wide open, not barring outsiders from watching.

From time to time, groups of two or three people would pass by the door. Suddenly, one passerby came back, stared at Feng Jun for a moment, and spoke in confusion, “Feng Jun?”

Feng Jun glanced at him and chose to ignore him; he had recognized the man as none other than Zhang Yunzhen’s uncle.

He didn’t know the uncle’s name, just that his surname was Zhou. It was this man who had firmly opposed his relationship with Zhang Yunzhen, believing he was a “Phoenix Man” and not good enough for his niece.

Zhang Yunzhen’s mother initially wasn’t too repulsed by Feng Jun. Coming from a small county with no money or background was certainly a shortcoming, but the fact that he had resolutely followed her daughter to Foshi at least showed good intentions.

However, under her brother’s opposition, she too gradually grew weary of Feng Jun. He had a good education, but could he eat that or spend it as money?

Then Feng Jun’s situation turned tragic.

In all fairness, it wasn’t only Zhang Yunzhen’s uncle who opposed the marriage; essentially all of her mother’s relatives were against it. The only person with a neutral opinion was Zhang Yunzhen’s grandmother, yet the old lady was easily swayed.

For Feng Jun, that was now a thing of the past, but he just couldn’t bring himself to be polite to Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou looked at him suspiciously, a cold smile forming on his lips before he walked away.

Not long after, he returned, following a middle-aged man.

Seeing the man, Lin Xiaojia stood up proactively to greet him, “Third Uncle.”

“Hmm,” the Third Uncle nodded, glanced at Dou Jiahui and the others, and smilingly spoke, “Discussing a distributorship?”

“Yes, we’ve basically settled on the intention,” Lin Xiaojia nodded, “For Yunyuan City, a minimum sales guarantee of one million.”

“Manager Lin,” Mr. Zhou interjected, pointing a finger at Feng Jun, “I don’t know about others, but this man has no money. He can’t even afford the down payment for a house… though he’s from Yunyuan.”

Dou Jiahui gave him a look, his expression somewhat peculiar, “President Feng, is this your enemy?”

“An enemy? Not really,” Feng Jun said with an indifferent smile, “My girlfriend’s uncle from college…”

“Don’t talk nonsense!” Mr. Zhou’s face darkened as he spoke seriously, “It was you who pursued Ah Zhen, stubbornly chasing her to Foshi!”

His niece was about to have a very good marriage prospect, so why let others know she had a former boyfriend?

Having heard about it, Dou Jiahui knew that Feng Jun had an unsuccessful relationship in the past. According to Gazi, it had a significant impact on Da Pang.

He had never imagined that the story took place in Foshi — wasn’t it in Yangcheng?

His face grew stern as he looked coldly at Lin Xiaojia, “Manager Lin, this gentleman… is he from your company?”

“He’s not from our company,” the smile on Lin Xiaojia’s face also vanished as she looked quizzically at Third Uncle, “Third Uncle?”

“If he’s not from your company, then I fail to understand,” Dou Jiahui said with a grave face, “We are discussing business here. Why does an outsider feel the need to interrupt? It seems to me that your company’s management isn’t particularly well-run.”

At that moment, the Third Uncle intervened with a cheery voice, “This boss, Zhou Sheng is my friend, and he’s just worried that we don’t know much about our potential partners, so… if there has been any offense, my sincere apologies.”

“Of course, you don’t know us,” Dou Jiahui snorted coldly, not in the least bit apologetic in his response, “If you did, you wouldn’t have let him be rude to us.”

“Is that so?” The Third Uncle glanced at him before turning his gaze back to Feng Jun, speaking with a half-smile, “Misunderstandings arise from not knowing each other. As I said, I am willing to apologize for any offense.”

Feng Jun looked at him strangely, “We too are not very familiar… Is Manager Lin taking over Lin Xiaojia’s work?”