Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1060: Quantity is a Problem

Chapter 1060: Chapter 1060: Quantity is a Problem

Feng Jun sized up Yu Qingzhu, the corners of his mouth lifting into a faint smile, "Speaking of which... can you make decisions on this matter?"

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed through Yu Qingzhu’s eyes, though her facial expression remained unchanged. She spoke softly, "It depends on what it is... If it’s something big, definitely not. Can we talk somewhere else? I don’t want to disturb my grandfather."

The two moved to the living room of the front building. Feng Jun first casually brewed himself a cup of tea, then took out a cigarette and lit it.

Yu Qingzhu then proactively suggested, "How about we talk under the eaves?"

She disapproved of Feng Jun smoking; she didn’t want her grandfather inhaling second-hand smoke, but as it was his house, she couldn’t say this outright.

Feng Jun vaguely guessed her intentions and didn’t refuse, picking up a chair and heading outside.

Yu Qingzhu was a bit taken aback. Having lived there for a while, she knew that the chairs in the house were made of solid wood, the very heavy kind.

It wasn’t that she couldn’t move the chair, but if it accidentally made a noise, it might disturb her grandfather.

So, she simply walked out, thinking to herself that he really lacked courtesy—she didn’t like others fussing over her, but putting on an act is basic politeness.

Feng Jun was sitting under the eaves. Seeing her approach, he hesitated briefly, then gestured to a chair, "Sit!"

"Thank you," Yu Qingzhu nodded and sat down, internally admiring his maneuvering. If only I could do that...

Feng Jun pondering for a moment before speaking, "I have a few things to discuss with your grandfather, one of which isn’t too big and I think you can handle it."

Yu Qingzhu stared at him for about five seconds before nodding slightly, "Please, Master Feng, go ahead."

Feng Jun took a drag of his cigarette, "I want to ask you to buy some refrigerators and air conditioners. It’s not a big deal, right?"

Yu Qingzhu blinked, her lashes fluttering, "It’s indeed not a big deal. I can contact the store for you... do you need them to be original imports?"

Feng Jun shook his head, smiling as he spoke, "No need for imports. I like to support domestic products when possible, but I need quite a few."

A large quantity... isn’t that a good thing? Yu Qingzhu asked confusedly, "You don’t need me for that, right? Are you looking for a good discount?"

"Definitely looking for a discount," Feng Jun replied with a smile, "But that’s not the main point. The main point is I need fifty thousand sets."

"Fifty thousand sets?" Yu Qingzhu was astonished, thinking, what do you need so many for? Are you trying to catch my attention with a large-scale purchase?

If that’s what you were thinking, that’s really shallow. I honestly couldn’t care less about that amount of money.

Regardless, she felt it wasn’t a problem, "That’s no issue. Just specify the brand and model, even custom orders are fine. Fifty thousand sets is quite a lot... I just want to know why you think it might be difficult to handle?"

"Because I don’t want them to know where I’m sending the goods," Feng Jun answered directly, "Whether it’s mixing shipments or smuggling, I only need plain packaging. They must not inquire where the goods are headed."

Yu Qingzhu blinked, instinctively asking, "What about after-sales service?"

For regular users, this would be the biggest issue.

Feng Jun spread his hands, "If there are any quality issues, a refund or exchange will suffice. They have serial numbers, so it’s not a problem."

Yu Qingzhu blinked several times, pondering.

Seeing this, Feng Jun stood up to go inside and brought the tea out.

He had just sat down again when Yu Qingzhu spoke up, finally realizing,

She expressed firmly, "Actually, what you are buying is not about mixing products or anything; it’s that you don’t want to go through regular accounts, not even letting the sellers acknowledge the existence of these goods. If it involves a publicly listed company, there is also the issue of sales data falsification."

Feng Jun had just taken a sip of tea and almost spat it out upon hearing this.

He stretched his neck and swallowed the hot tea, chuckling wryly as he spoke, "You’re overthinking it. It’s true I’m buying with cash, but I hadn’t considered making the other party commit fraud. Just not disclosing the buyer’s information, yet you’re talking about sales data falsification, that’s quite the assumption..."

Yu Qingzhu didn’t really like his expression.

But she wasn’t one to argue for the sake of arguing, so she simply stated lightly, "That might be difficult. Fifty thousand units is not a small number; although the absolute figure is sizeable, the relative number is too significant, especially if you want to hide consumer information."

"Heh," Feng Jun chuckled, unconvinced, "If you think it’s too hard, let it be...I didn’t think it was that big of a deal."

Yu Qingzhu didn’t like being underestimated, so she pondered for a moment and declared, "I’ll make a call."

She stood up to make a call and soon came back, "Alright, fifty thousand sets are no issue, blank packaging isn’t a problem either... do you have any specific requirements for delivery and payment?"

Feng Jun felt a headache as soon as he heard the word "payment". He had recently arranged for five billion from Qi Wushi, but that had already been transferred to Yang Yuxin’s account to cover debts. Now, buying 50,000 sets of refrigerators and air conditioners would cost at least another two billion.

After pondering for a moment, he spoke, "How did you manage to secure these 50,000 sets? Quite impressive."

Yu Qingzhu, who was rarely praised, didn’t hide anything, "It’s quite simple. Bulk purchases are quite common, including government procurement, corporate group buys, and especially charitable donations... Over-reporting quantities isn’t an issue as long as it doesn’t involve real funds."

Feng Jun quickly understood. It was a piggyback situation; the winning company wouldn’t dare to make a fuss—as long as the payment was made in real gold and silver, that was enough. They wouldn’t dare to ask for consumer information.

Especially in cases of charitable donations, the lack of consumer information was completely normal.

Of course, even knowing this method, an average person couldn’t replicate it, let alone Feng Jun insisting on plain packaging. Only someone with as much reach and influence as the Yu Family could handle this with ease.

What was most admirable was that they didn’t need to exert any pressure on the company, which balanced the accounts automatically, harboring no ill feelings.

He smiled and nodded, and a bit of curiosity arose spontaneously, "So that’s how. Did you go through your Uncle Third."

Would I go directly through Uncle Third? Yu Qingzhu glanced at him disapprovingly, "There’s no need for him, my aunt can handle this type of matter."

Feng Jun nodded and sincerely admired, "Impressive, the issue isn’t big, but managing it so effortlessly... Respect!"

Speaking of sums, this amount for electrical appliances really wasn’t much; not just for the Yu Family—Qi Wushi, a relative of the Yu Family, could pull out five billion directly out of pocket without worrying about bookkeeping.

But as Feng Jun said, achieving the state of "handling heavy tasks with ease" indeed wasn’t easy.

Yu Qingzhu felt a rare joy, her face lighting up with a smile, "What are your requirements regarding delivery and payment?"

"For the delivery period... as soon as possible," Feng Jun answered casually, "As for the payment? It’s straightforward, cash on delivery."

Yu Qingzhu ultimately was a naïve, simple-minded ’sweet dumpling’, never considering that plain packaging amounted to custom orders, which might require a deposit from the supplier—of course, regardless, she didn’t see this as an issue.

In the face of absolute power, all rules are like clouds. She was more curious about something else, "The delivery location?"

Feng Jun looked around, "I don’t mind where you take delivery, but I hope it can be delivered to Luohua as low-key as possible."

Yu Qingzhu raised her hand, her delicate fingers lightly tapping the armrest of the chair, asking with interest, "Don’t you have that transport technique?"

"That technique can’t be used frequently," Feng Jun seriously bluffed, "It shortens one’s lifespan."

Actually, he just didn’t have the time, and... the Storage Bag was too small. But these things were too complicated to explain; he felt no need to clarify to her, so he just made up a casual lie.

"Well then... okay," the sweet dumpling actually believed him. She nodded, "Bringing it here is easy, but keeping it low-key might be somewhat troublesome, though it’s not a big issue."

She wasn’t sure whether it was a big issue, but she thought it wasn’t, "Does this mean I’ve handled this matter?"

"Basically, you’ve settled it," Feng Jun smiled and nodded, "You’ve worked hard."

"Shall we... discuss something else?" Yu Qingzhu looked at him, feeling capable having settled one matter, "My coordination skills are decent. It’s better not to bother Grandfather if we can avoid it. What do you need him for?"

Getting a bit ahead of ourselves, aren’t we? Feng Jun gave her a peculiar look, "I think you better not ask, you truly can’t handle it."

Yu Qingzhu smiled gently, "Whether I can or not, just tell me, let’s just chat."

It was the first time Feng had seen her smile—at least to his memory. Although she was just wearing a casual white shirt, her smile made it seem as if all the flowers in the estate bloomed at that moment.

He paused, thinking to himself that she really couldn’t handle it but couldn’t bring himself to say it, so he said, "I want to buy five million tons of wheat, without leaking the buyer’s information... Can you do it?"

"Five million tons... of wheat?" Yu Qingzhu was stunned, then she picked up her mobile phone, "I need to check... By the way, how much is the annual grain output in Funiu Province?"

"I don’t know," Feng Jun shook his head, "If you’re going to check, I’ll just take it easy."

Yu Qingzhu was not researching through a search engine; she directly asked people, expressing that this kind of data was more reliable.

Soon, the relevant information came in. After looking at it, she said, "This... is too hard. It’s not possible domestically; grain is tightly controlled. If it’s overseas, it shouldn’t be a big issue, but transporting the grain back domestic is."

"It doesn’t matter if the delivery is abroad," Feng Jun was pleased to hear, "As long as the other party doesn’t ask for the buyer’s identity."

He was genuinely pleased; he had also been thinking about forging a path to acquire grain overseas—domestic emphasis on grain security was extraordinary; he didn’t want to create a mess.

"That shouldn’t be an issue," Yu Qingzhu promptly nodded, "International commercial cooperation does put a heavy emphasis on privacy protection."

Just then, a voice came from the shadows, "Miss Yu, please don’t be so naïve... That’s five million tons of grain, enough to feed at least twenty million people in Africa. How can you think the privacy will be protected?"