Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1081: The Signal Disappears

Chapter 1081: Chapter 1081: The Signal Disappears

Old Master Yu was a bit bewildered when he heard this, "I say, didn’t we agree that you’re not afraid of large quantities?"

Feng Jun snorted coldly, "Yeah, I’m not afraid of large quantities, but some people are, so I thought about it, a steady trickle isn’t too bad, to avoid making everyone unhappy and then ending up with nothing at all."

Startled, Elder Yu realized, "You think I’m the one obstructing your purchase of lithium batteries?"

"I’m not saying that it’s specifically you obstructing," Feng Jun replied irritably, "but the timing of this fire inspection is too strange. What do you expect me to think?"

Elder Yu’s neck stiffened, "I tell you, everything about you is fine except for one thing – you’re too quick to suspect people... Fire inspections for flammable and explosive materials are only natural, so how come in your mouth it becomes a retaliatory action?"

"Heh," Feng Jun chuckled dryly, "Old Master, what you’re saying is nonsense, we’re all old foxes here, talking about legends and tales... whether the fire department inspects or not depends on whether someone reports it, doesn’t it?"

However, Old Master Yu would never admit it, "Reporting you, would I bother? If I wanted to deal with you, I would do it openly, but you’re also my benefactor, I can’t do such a thing, it’s probably the work of some enthusiastic citizen."

Feng Jun laughed angrily, "Old Master, give me a break, do you really think there are that many vigilant citizens of Chaoyang? Fooing others might work, but trying to fool me is pointless, isn’t it?"

Elder Yu frowned unhappily and spoke, "You shouldn’t underestimate the consciousness of the masses, you know..."

Feng Jun didn’t wait for him to finish and interrupted, "Within six months, I won’t be able to supply graphene."

You want to make things hard for me? Let’s make it hard for everyone then.

Elder Yu looked at him furiously, "I told you, it’s really not me!"

"I didn’t say it was you," Feng Jun said, looking unconcerned, "I’m just saying I temporarily can’t supply graphene."

Elder Yu frowned as he looked at him, "What you’re doing is coercion, it’s bundled sales. I’m not afraid to tell you outright that because of the quality and price of the graphene you can supply, our national industries have seen a significant catch-up opportunity. Do you think the country would let you just drop the ball?"

Feng Jun looked at him with a half smile, "Old Master, if you keep threatening me like this, then I might as well emigrate. If you think this manor is nice, then I’ll give it to you... shall we go transfer the property today?"

Elder Yu was stunned, a rare occurrence for someone of his age to be caught off guard.

But he quickly came to his senses, "I say... is that really necessary? We were having a good discussion and you suddenly turn hostile, your temper is even worse than this old man’s."

Feng Jun smiled nonchalantly, "I’m really curious, who was it that turned hostile first? When we benefited from a good deal, not knowing gratitude is one thing, but to be slapped with big accusations... why can’t I drop the responsibility?"

Elder Yu answered very naturally and with fluidity, "Not for any reason, just because you are a Huaxia Citizen."

"Uh," Feng Jun was at a loss for words, no matter if the other party was being high-minded, but this reason was indeed very compelling, "I promised ten tons per month, and I’ve already given you five months’ quantities in advance."

Elder Yu was not willing to let it go, "You said two hundred tons a year wouldn’t be a problem, ten tons a month was just the starting point, am I wrong?"

Feng Jun tilted his head in thought, remembering Elder Yu’s mention of "significant catch-up opportunity," and then slightly smiled, "You don’t want to order more and then sell it at a low price to crush foreign companies, do you?"

"Eh?" Elder Yu looked at him surprisingly, "You really have a level of business management."

"Heh," Feng Jun chuckled without much concern, "It’s just deduced from your words. It’s not that many people don’t have the ability, it’s just that at their level they don’t have access to much information. The sense of superiority gained from information monopoly is dispensable."

"Sharp-tongued," Elder Yu raised his hand, pointed at him with a laugh, "You should know that this kind of behavior requires your cooperation."

Feng Jun asked curiously, "Then how can these no-name products be sold?"

"You don’t need to worry about that," Elder Yu answered nonchalantly, "We’ll sell them abroad under whatever name we say produced them, as long as the quality is assured..."

Speaking to this point, he abruptly stopped, realizing that what he just said seemed incorrect—as if he were too accustomed to telling the truth.

But it was too late, Feng Jun looked at him with a half-smile, "I just wanted to know your methods, I didn’t say I’d support it."

What a joke, selling at rock-bottom prices to take care of domestic enterprises, not to let them mark up for profit abroad.

Of course, he could understand this kind of maneuvering; often, foreign countries do the same to suppress Huaxia research companies, not for the sake of righteousness, but to fight for survival space.

But throughout this process, the increased profits were taken by others, and there were still people who advised him to prioritize the country...

What’s more ridiculous, they were adding obstacles to his purchase of lithium batteries.

Elder Yu had realized where he went wrong and cleared his throat, "Cough, actually, you couldn’t sell this thing on your own indeed, even if it’s for money laundering... you still have to pay channel fees, right?"

Feng Jun watched the elder, eyes wide with disbelief: Old man, can you be any more brazen? To think such words could come from you!

However, Elder Yu seemed to have found the thrill of a bandit joining his ranks, "Of course, I can leave a share for you too, everyone who sees this gets a part."

"Thanks," said Feng Jun with a wave of his hand, heading straight for the door, "I was just asking out of curiosity, it’s not like we’ll have graphene anytime soon."

Elder Yu’s eyes darted around and he called out loudly from behind, "You’re not saying you can’t get any more of that stuff, are you?"

Without stopping, Feng Jun continued to walk out, "Heh, you try getting me two thousand sets of batteries, and I’ll bring you fifty tons of graphene in the blink of an eye..."

Elder Yu was stunned for quite a while before sighing and shaking his head, "This is really turning into a thorny issue."

The matter with the fire department wasn’t something he orchestrated, but Feng Jun wasn’t entirely wrong to blame him either.

He could guess it was likely his own security staff who leaked the information—they could monitor phone calls within the manor, and once they heard about the procurement of a large number of lithium batteries, of course they would ask the local fire department to investigate.

After all, those things can explode, and such a huge quantity situated not far from the old master...

To be honest, they might not necessarily want to make things difficult for Luohua Manor, but since they were now aware, they had to respond. Otherwise, with an incident so big... it would be negligence.

So Elder Yu couldn’t really blame the security, as it was their responsibility.

After considering all angles, he felt powerless about the whole graphene situation—it simply wasn’t his job. He just wanted to contribute some modest efforts to his country.

If he really wanted to exert his power, exploding lithium batteries wouldn’t be much of an issue. Forget two thousand sets, even twenty thousand wouldn’t pose a problem. But he was getting older, so why meddle in affairs that weren’t his business?

Thinking about giving up on this deal, he felt somewhat dejected: What a pity.

At his level, he didn’t care much about the profits from graphene. He wanted to use the graphene deals to knock down his foreign competitors, not because of the low prices offered by Feng Jun, but because Feng could supply in large quantities!

He didn’t mind if he gave all the profit margins from flipping graphene to Feng Jun. Even doing a loss-making business was fine. What was key is the production volume—apart from Feng Jun, no one else could provide such a large volume.

Without production volume, even if you wish to maliciously dump at low prices, it won’t be feasible, right?

So you see, Elder Yu’s calculations really were selfless, but now it didn’t matter what he said, Feng Jun wouldn’t listen anymore.

After some thought, he resentfully motioned with his hand, calling his secretary over, "Any response from the satellite tracker?"

"No," the secretary replied with a troubled face, "The refrigerators and air conditioners are all in the storeroom, you can see them with your own eyes."

Elder Yu glared at him fiercely, berating him in frustration, "In this place, can you trust your own eyes? If he’s playing tricks... if he’s doing a deceptive march under a guise, can we prevent it?"

"You’re right," the secretary hurriedly nodded, "These appliances are already taking up quite a bit of space in the storeroom. If he orders more food or Boiler Camel Motorcycles, we’ll soon run out of space... He’s also been ordering Dew Fragrance Water."

While talking, he took out his mobile phone to make a call, and before long, he put the phone down, "The signal is still here, right in this manor."

Elder Yu nodded, "See, we still have to trust in science."

But then, his brows furrowed again, "This Feng Jun is really something. The goods have arrived, so why aren’t they being moved?"

Yet, no matter how much he complained, Feng Jun was still operating at his own pace. Since the grain trade was suspended, he didn’t have Sister Hong aggressively continuing to pursue reserves. Instead, he suggested she turn her gaze overseas.

Food security is not only a national concern; Feng Jun takes it very seriously too. Occasionally dealing in a hundred thousand or two hundred thousand tons of government rotational grain wasn’t too much pressure, but for purchases running into the millions of tons, it was crucial to avoid sourcing from the domestic grain market.

Affecting grain price fluctuations would be a minor issue, but the key would be to avoid disrupting the supply and demand market.

Sister Hong lived in the Grain Ministry compound and had no problems finding contacts in this area. She was able to connect with a few grain groups from major grain-producing countries in no time.

Meanwhile, appliances kept arriving non-stop at the manor, along with Dew Fragrance Water, Boiler Camel Motorcycles, and the like. Wang Haifeng even contacted his wife, saying he planned to make a purchasing sweep outside soon—implying high-end perfumes.

All these were noticed by those paying attention, while Elder Yu grew more anxious by the day, "Why doesn’t he move the appliances? Please, just make a move."

Some things really can’t withstand constant fretting. One early morning, just as Elder Yu had gotten up, the secretary rushed over and spoke in a low voice, "The signals from all the tracking devices have disappeared."

Elder Yu was immediately taken aback, "All disappeared... what do you mean by that?"