Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1235: Pinching the Nose and Admitting It

Feng Jun stayed at Danxia Heaven for two days, then set off to return to Luohua, only attending an opening ceremony and not waiting for the religious gathering to end.

At the opening ceremony, Danxia Heaven wanted to arrange a prominent position for Feng Jun, but he refused.

Since there were officials from the Civil Religion Committee and Daoist Association attending, he felt there was no need for him to join the crowd.

The Daoist sects are desperately trying to increase their influence now, but Luohua doesn’t need it—Feng Jun thinks the influence is sufficient, and more would leave him no time for cultivation. ƒreewebɳovel.com

The reason for coming here was to see old friends in the Daoist sects and support Magu Mountain a bit—after all, Luohua and Danxia Heaven have a long-term cooperation—the trials of the secret realms, Three-Life Wine, etc.

As for donations, everyone at Luohua donated one hundred thousand, not the most but certainly not a small amount.

Then he left with Sister Hong, while Gazi and Chen Shengwang would stay for two more days.

Feng Jun’s car drove to the mountain gate and found three cars parked there. He glanced at them and didn’t pay attention, instructing the gatekeeper to open the gate.

As the retractable gate started moving, a person ran over from the side, "Excuse me, are you President Feng?"

Feng Jun could tell at a glance that the person was just a runner, but since he spoke politely, Feng Jun did not mind the status and nodded slightly, "Yes, have your car parked a bit further, this is the entrance, it’s inconvenient for entry and exit."

He was not even interested in asking who the person was.

Seeing the gate about to open, the person couldn’t help but nod and bow again, "President Feng, our boss wants to see you."

Feng Jun glanced at him again, considering saying something, but decided there was no need to trouble the errand runners, so he casually replied, "I don’t have time to see him. If there’s anything, let him come to me."

"Oh," someone nearby did not agree. A middle-aged man in his thirties came over, his demeanor indicating he was not to be trifled with, and he spoke with a mocking smile, "Boss Feng, you’re quite carefree... Aren’t you going to ask who is looking for you?"

Feng Jun glanced at him with disdain, "He’s the one who needs something from me, not the other way around."

After speaking, he drove into the mountain gate and glanced in the rearview mirror to see if they dared to break through the mountain gate.

The middle-aged man became anxious and couldn’t help but shout, "Boss Feng, I’m here to take care of your oil business."

Feng Jun didn’t respond, continuing to drive away slowly.

When he arrived at the villa gate and had just parked the car, Yu Zhiyuan’s call came through.

After hanging up on the guy who wanted to buy oil last time, he simply let his secretary take the private number and used another number himself. Any call from them would be rejected by his secretary.

That side was at a loss because the oil supplied by the Yu Family was truly excellent, with great quality and price.

For about twenty days, they had been handling the process of importing and unloading oil without proactively contacting Yu Zhiyuan, intending to take advantage of the Yu Family—no matter how unhurried you are about selling oil, you need the balance payment, right?

Who would have thought, the Yu Family didn’t take the initiative to contact them. Watching the oil being offloaded, they couldn’t hold back—how about calling Yu Zhiyuan?

Unfortunately, at this moment, Feng Jun wanted to go to the phone realm and asked Yu Zhiyuan to make the call.

The other side quickly trembled; trying to hold Yu Zhiyuan down, but unexpectedly, Yu directly hung up.

Calling again, the secretary answered, firmly stating that the leader gave this phone to me, please don’t call this number again.

Isn’t this nonsense? Yu Zhiyuan’s private number, how could it be given to someone else?

Calling again, scolding the secretary for a couple of sentences, the secretary hung up without saying a word, and further calls were rejected.

They understood. Since the secretary dared to do this, it surely meant President Yu was angry.

So they tried other means to contact Yu Zhiyuan, but Yu Zhiyuan didn’t engage in this topic at all.

There was even a project targeted at the Yu Family’s affiliated company, and they voluntarily conceded the market, just hoping to meet Yu Zhiyuan, but Yu Zhiyuan refused to agree—whether to participate in the bid or not, does it have anything to do with me?

They knew they had pissed off Yu Zhiyuan this time, so they came to Luohua Manor to ask the old man.

If not for this background, they couldn’t possibly park at Luohua’s mountain gate—the massive construction site outside the mountain gate, would Yang Yuxin’s construction team let people in casually?

But the mountain gate’s gatekeeper was different: Without President Feng’s permission, entry was not allowed.

This side actually contacted Elder Yu, who wouldn’t undermine his son, but at the same time, being bored, he hoped to gain respect from others, so after scolding the other party for half a day, he indicated that he could communicate with his son.

Anyway, the one most passive in this matter is not Feng Jun, but Yu Zhiyuan.

Yu Zhiyuan hid for quite a few days, didn’t expect the old man to come out and plead, he almost had the impulse to smash the phone.

But he couldn’t do that, so he first made a phone call to Feng Jun: Are you still able to sell crude oil now?

Feng Jun found it amusing upon hearing it, because he didn’t know what the situation with the other party was, so he could only tease President Yu a little: You change fast... there’s no problem with the ninety-day delivery period, right?

"No problem!" Yu Zhiyuan readily agreed, "As we discussed back then, we calculate accordingly, it’s just a matter of them showing up at the entrance of Luohua Sect, even the old man is a bit embarrassed, otherwise I wouldn’t care."

Feng Jun didn’t bother being delicate, "If you had waited two more days, I’d be too busy, now get them to quickly tally up how much crude oil they can receive in ten days, there’s only ten days."

He didn’t want to linger at White Pebble Beach, his next move was to travel around the Cultivation World, and then return to Mount Zhige, as it is far away from authorities, he can develop freely.

"Within ten days..." Yu Zhiyuan contemplated for a moment and asked, "Can we have as much as we want?"

"As much as you want," Feng Jun replied with certainty, "As long as you can pay, and remember, the advance payment needs to be made... also, what about the balance from last time?"

"I’ll arrange the balance payment immediately," Yu Zhiyuan responded without hesitation.

This time, the other party’s order was indeed large, those three tankers were already emptied, ready to load again, and in Haizhou City, there’s just emptied storage at a crude oil reserve base, able to receive 1.2 million cubic meters of crude oil.

The relative density of the crude oil from White Pebble Beach is around 0.7, 1.2 million cubic meters is roughly over eight hundred thousand tons, even exceeding the total capacity of the three tankers, adding up to nearly 1.6 million tons, Feng Jun would have to transport six times.

Feng Jun didn’t mind how many times he had to transport, what he cared about was that it translated into over a hundred billion, hence he straightforwardly stated, "No problem, but I want full payment."

Yu Zhiyuan was furious, almost fainted, having just dealt with the other side, now there’s trouble again? "Mountain Master Feng, in my impression, you are a man of your word, what’s up with going back on it?"

Feng Jun scoffed disdainfully, "Is it me going back on it? We agreed last time on payment upon delivery, twenty-plus days and still no payment."

Yu Zhiyuan was almost speechless, "The goods arrive, people have to inspect it, unload it, don’t they? Such a large tanker, do you think it’s like a dump truck that can finish by just tipping the cargo bed?"

"Does it take that long to inspect? Unloading is his business," Feng Jun loudly retorted.

He felt this explanation was too bullying, "His ship, weigh the tare, measure the draft line, isn’t it clear how much oil there is? Must he wait until unloading to settle... what if he can’t unload for half a year? If customs clearance can’t be done, then it won’t be settled?"

Yu Zhiyuan was at a loss for words, beforehand he agreed with Feng Jun that once the oil was loaded onto the tanker, it’s considered done, matters like customs clearance were handled by the other party, unrelated to the two.

They didn’t even need to handle customs clearance, unloading wasn’t in the consideration scope, this logic was sound.

But ultimately, he sighed, "Ah, my Boss Feng, if your goods are purchased with USD, there might be a possibility of delay, but using Huaxia currency... do you need to worry? The currency value still awaits backing from your hard currency."

He did know Feng Jun had thousands of tons of gold, thinking you don’t need such narrow vision.

Feng Jun smiled indifferently, "If I didn’t mention crude oil, who knows when they’ll pay the balance? If you don’t fight, others may assume you don’t care... I won’t start a bad precedent, I didn’t raise the price this time, already considered restraint."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Zhiyuan nodded and mumbled softly, "True."

He could sense Feng Jun wasn’t entirely money-minded, at least graphene was absurdly cheap, crude oil too, ultimately unwilling to be controlled by others.

He conveyed Feng Jun’s demands to the other side, even they eventually relented, expressing the desire to meet Feng Jun to talk, but they couldn’t even get past the manor gate.

Mountain Master Feng expressed, if you want to talk about crude oil, go to the Yu Family, I’m not well-versed in this.

You want to see Elder Yu? Sure, find a way to invite him out of the sect – anyway, you’re not allowed in here!

You say you can’t get Elder Yu out? That’s because you aren’t accustomed to the old man... you’re unaccustomed, why are you trying to enter my manor?

Anyway, this issue with Feng Jun is really tough, the other party was furious, but really dared not forcibly enter Luohua — even if the gate guards couldn’t stop them, Elder Yu’s security wouldn’t allow it.

In the end, they grudgingly accepted it, paying the full advance payment for the crude oil at the Haizhou storage base, saying after handling that, they’d fill the tankers with crude oil.

This time, Feng Jun took Zhang Caixin along, there was no choice, Xiao Caixin could use flying artifact, Mirage King Bracer, and storage bag, but for such large capacity, need transportation in four turns from a different dimension to fill the storage tanks, she couldn’t achieve this.

This trip went smoothly, two days later, after the other party’s inspection, they paid the second batch of payment, asking them to continue filling the three tankers with crude oil.

But this time, there was a problem.