Big Data Cultivation - Chapter 349 - Chapter 349: Chapter 349: Even Bats Have Lofty Ambitions (Third Update)

Chapter 349: Chapter 349: Even Bats Have Lofty Ambitions (Third Update)

Men Gang didn’t want to receive the notification. It was completely outside his job description—he wasn’t there to collect parcels for Boss Feng.

But the deputy director of Baixing Police Station had spoken, “Whether you take it or not is your affair, but I can testify that the notification has been delivered.”

His visit was not just to provide testimony; his police uniform in itself was a form of pressure on the migrant workers.

Li Xiaobin was overthinking it; when she was doing business procedures, she had to run around and find people more than a dozen times, but when the government wanted to find you, it didn’t need that much trouble.

Feng Jun was also torn between laughter and tears about the notification. It was one thing for the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau to get involved, but what part was the Tourism Bureau playing in this?

After all, what he had contracted was wasteland—next to Zhengyang’s wasteland, not some Danxia landform or anything like that. What was there to tour?

However, Feng Jun had already realized this was someone trying to intimidate him, to force him to submit.

After Wang Haifeng returned, he cursed furiously, “What the hell kind of behavior is this? I’ve been so considerate of them… Is there no way left for honest people to live in this world?”

Feng Jun didn’t join in the cursing but asked in a deep voice, “Haifeng, are you really certain about the town?”

“I asked right from the start,” replied Wang Haifeng, “My brother also said there should be no problem with building the wall; it’s just a matter of whether someone would come to pick on it.”

“I know there’s no problem with building the wall,” Feng Jun spoke unconcernedly, his intelligence was not that low, “If there was a problem, would anyone be waving the banner of the Housing Bureau to take on the project? I’m asking how the people in the town are reacting.”

“That Deputy Town Chief Duan… I did drink with him, and even gifted him a kidney machine,” replied Wang Haifeng with furrowed brows, “He said just to go ahead with the construction. No good, I’m going to find him right now.”

But there was no need for him to go, as calls were made, they were not answered on the other end.

Wang Haifeng called persistently, and finally, around nine o’clock at night, Deputy Town Chief Duan answered, speaking impatiently, “Manager Wang, stop calling me about this, I’m not the one to see about this matter!”

Before Wang Haifeng could speak, the call was abruptly ended.

“What the hell is all this?” Coach Wang cursed furiously, “The kidney machine I gave might as well have been fed to a dog!”

Feng Jun looked at him but said nothing.

Wang Haifeng felt disgraced, “I’ll go to his office and confront him tomorrow, when he was drinking, his words were sweeter than songs… ”

However, the next day when Manager Wang went to Baixing Town, the District Forestry Bureau sent people over again.

The Forestry Bureau personnel did not seek out Feng Jun but engaged with the Sheng Tang Engineering Team, inquiring about road construction and the planning of the wall construction, expressing their hope that the foremen would relay to the owner the importance of protecting the ecological environment.

Wang Haifeng made a trip to Baixing Town with no results to show for it, although he managed to confront Deputy Town Chief Duan, who brazenly said that the situation had changed and was no longer under his authority.

Of course, the deputy chief didn’t mention the kidney machine affair.

After returning, Manager Wang was still indignant. Hearing that the Forestry Bureau had sent someone, he became even more enraged, “This is strange, ecological environment… Next up, will the Environmental Protection Bureau be after us too?”

Feng Jun, who was in the front yard, overheard and glanced at him, “Don’t underestimate the Forestry Bureau. Just because they approach quietly doesn’t mean they can’t make a loud statement. Remember, the biting dog doesn’t bark.”

Wang Haifeng blinked, and after thinking it over, he realized the implication and asked suspiciously, “Is this like… giving us a preemptive shot? But if they really had plans, could they keep such a calm demeanor?”

“Go ask your brother if you don’t believe me,” Feng Jun said with a slightly odd expression, “Others just want to take a bite out of us, but if the Forestry Bureau makes a move, they could take down this whole piece of land.”

Wang Haifeng was somewhat incredulous and made a call to his brother.

After hanging up the phone, he sighed helplessly, “My brother says that in the worst-case scenario, the Forestry Bureau has gotten ideas they shouldn’t have. For now, they’re waiting for others to make a move, but what’s worse… this possibility is quite high.”

Feng Jun stroked his chin, musing, “Actually, I’m a person who prefers to be kind to others. But now it seems that merely knowing restraint isn’t enough when others don’t appreciate it.”

Wang Haifeng nodded, deeply relating, “When the deer falls, everyone chases after it… The kind are always bullied.”

Feng Jun couldn’t help but glance at him wryly, “Is that how you’re supposed to use that saying?”

“Anyway, we can’t let others slaughter us at will,” Wang Haifeng said energetically, looking at Feng Jun, “Master, what do we do now?”

“What do we do?” Feng Jun glanced at him and spoke calmly, “You hurry the design plans and start preparing for construction… Leave everything else alone.”

“You can count on me to get things done,” Wang Haifeng answered confidently, “I’ve set up a brain trust, just handling your affairs… Do I need to reach out to someone on the official side for you?”

Feng Jun looked at him and shook his head, “Disputes that hang in the balance are decided by current authority… It’s not very meaningful to find connections now.”

He had a clear understanding of this kind of situation. The old Feng Family house in Chaoyang County had been entangled in such issues for years, a typical example.

His previous patience was necessary, but when patience might be mistaken for weakness, it was time to take action.

That evening, Zhang Hongfei left a hotel, belching from alcohol and drove towards his home.

Today, he was with a few brothers, and they hadn’t drunk much. They were all discussing how to get some benefits from that outsider’s construction project.

A project worth over a hundred million, even a little leakage could be enough for everyone to make a fortune. Some suggested trafficking earth and stone, others proposed to take on the transportation work, and there were those who suggested taking a contract for the site’s security.

They didn’t dare aim for the big fish—knowing well that they were just small fry—and the highly specialized tasks were beyond their reach.

Of course, the reason they now dared to covet such things was the presence of Zhang Hongfei, the deputy director of Baixing Police Station.

Zhang Hongfei felt that these guys lacked vision. That outsider might be a foreigner, but after all, he was a billionaire.

He considered himself very steady, “This thing requires patience, now’s not the time to set a target; that guy comes from mining, for all we know, he could be pretty tough.”

Everyone thought his words made sense, but someone countered, “He might be strong in the mining field, but this is our Baixing turf… Even if he dares to make a move, would he risk his vast business?”

A desperado can be terrifying, but once they retire and have an estate and concerns, they have more to consider.

Zhang Hongfei inwardly agreed with this, but he maintained his composure, “Anyway, the district plans to use me to test his mettle. If he’s really tough, we’ll back off. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”

On hearing this, some fell silent while others became excited, “Haha, if he’s not that tough, can we… get more out of it?”

Zhang Hongfei glanced at the man and spit out mockingly, “Greedy little bug, that’ll be the end of you. A lot of people are eyeing him… Let’s just see how it goes, no rush to set our sights.”

Driving, he was still thinking that by sending the notice, it was clear the man wasn’t easy to deal with.

Therefore, you couldn’t be too greedy with this kind of thing. You had to set a limit to the profit… five million, no more than that.

But that wasn’t the end of it. After the walls are built, he’ll have to deal with local authorities, right?

By that time, nobody will be able to compete with the police’s business. It’s best to let it flow little by little…

As he was contemplating, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of the car, and he slammed on the brakes.

True, Director Zhang was driving under the influence today, even drunk driving, but he hadn’t really drunk that much. Normally he could drink three or four jins, but today he’d had only half a jin, so his reactions were fine.

He hit the brakes hard, stuck his head out the window, and cursed loudly, “Motherf****r… are you looking to die…”

Before he finished speaking, the shadow darted in front of the car, leaped high, and viciously kicked the windshield.

Just one kick, and the windshield was covered in a dense web of cracks, shattering the window.

Zhang Hongfei was truly stunned for a moment; he knew some criminals were incredibly fierce, but… he really thought he’d just narrowly missed hitting a person.

Once he came to his senses, he was faced with a choice: bolt out of the car or hit the gas?

Hitting the gas meant the entire front of the car was damaged, and he couldn’t see the road clearly, potentially causing an accident.

If he got out, considering the kick that shattered the glass, he guessed the opponent would be tough to handle. He was drunk, his body felt weak; he had no choice but to draw his gun.

Indecisive, he saw the opponent raise a hand, the car shook, and the dark figure kicked out the headlights before dashing away rapidly.

“Son of a bitch,” cursed Director Zhang as he pulled out his gun and rushed out of the car, “Bastard, if you’ve got the guts, don’t run.”

By the time he opened the door, the shadow had already vanished into the roadside.

He chased a few steps before stopping, thinking about it—he was really too weak to continue.

What he didn’t know was that if he really caught up, he’d regret it even more.

When he got to the front of the car, he was lamenting the loss of the windshield when he suddenly noticed a hole the size of an egg on the hood, “What the hell is this?”

He wanted a clearer look, but the streetlights were too dim. Moving forward, he examined the shattered headlights and couldn’t help but grind his teeth with frustration, “Dammit, did they use iron shoes or what?”

The lighting wasn’t great, but there was a police-use flashlight in his car. He took it out, shone it on the hole in the front of the car, and was instantly dumbfounded.

Whatever the opponent had used, it not only pierced through the hood but the entire front of the car, including the engine’s protective steel plate underneath.

A line of holes the size of an egg from top to bottom.

By the time Director Zhang figured all this out and called for backup, everyone looking at the hole was astonished.

“Holy sh*t, what made this? Even bullets can’t do this, can they?”

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