Big Data Cultivation

After Liang Jinlong left, Feng Jun looked sideways at Yang Yuxin, thoughtfully.

Yang Yuxin smiled at him and explained carefully, "The surname Ge used to trust me."

If Liang Jinlong could see, mentioning the ancient family widow of General Manager Ge was light, but Feng Jun turned out to be such a pleasing gesture, it is estimated that the three views must be refreshed again.

In fact, there is no need to think about it, that is the seven words, pitiful world parents.

"I heard it," Feng Jun nodded with a smile. "I'm just a little curious. Why are you buying knives? Is it expensive?"

Yang Yuxin shook his head, "It's not very expensive, he mainly wanted to trust me and help him to say two good words to Uncle ..."

There are three men and a woman in the Gu family. Only the third son is the daughter and the others are the sons. Gu Jiahui is quite favored. The most important thing is that her father died in a car accident. .

As for the money, Yang Yuxin is not lacking, and her family ’s conditions are not simple. She said that if she bought it, she would buy it.

Of course, the most important thing is that the collection of knives is the third in the ancient family. Her husband's hobbies. Some knives were not collected during his lifetime. It is inevitable to say a few words to her. She also hopes that he will not regret under Jiuquan.

Since she is helping her husband to fulfill her wish, of course, she is paying for her own money.

Feng Jun nodded with a smile, "Yeah, the problems that money can solve are not problems. Why do you feel bad about this money?"

Yang Yuxin glanced at him carefully and tentatively asked, "So I now know that you sell four million pills for two million dollars, which sets a threshold, and you don't lose money ... mainly don't like trouble, right?"

Feng Jun gave her a deep look, and after nodding slightly, she said in a straight voice, "That's right, not right. It's really worth so much, and it's normal to turn ten times."

"Oh, that's what I said wrongly," Yang Yuxin owed, "I'm sorry."

At this moment, Li Shishi called, and then General Liang. Feng Jun said that after a while, he hung up, looked at her sideways, and waved his hand slightly, "You don't need to be so polite."

After a pause, he asked curiously, "Are you afraid of me?"

In the past, he wouldn't have said so much to this woman. Today, people stand up and make a speech, saving him a lot of trouble.

"It's not afraid," Yang Yuxin smiled. "It just feels that your temper is not particularly good, just like today, it's a little ... hehe, young and vigorous."

"Don't be angry, is it still a young man?" Feng Jun replied disapprovingly.

After a pause, he sighed, "What's going on today? What do I say? I don't want to provoke the surname Ge, but to the point where I am now ... It's not good to talk too much, I'm actually very reasonable."

He really doesn't think how bad his temper is, just ordinary people, no stronger or worse than others.

With his current achievements, he can also politely invite Li Shishi to dinner, and can quietly accompany Dou Jiahui to talk about the agent-probably can't describe himself with smugness?

The key is that he has developed to this level. If he still uses the previous way of doing things, it is too fake-what kind of identity should be what kind of way of doing things.

Even Red Sister once lamented that as a leader, you must grasp the scale-the farther you are, the less resentful you are.

Specific to today's events, Fuhong provokes for no reason, is it necessary to take a step back to the sky? not necessarily!

President Ge arranged things in this way, and he didn't even care about Luohua Manor at all. Not only was it excessive and deceiving, but if Feng Jun showed weakness, he might not know what would happen in the future.

"Yes," Yang Yuxin nodded deeply. She agreed with his point of view. "In a position like you and me, you won't learn to say‘ no ’with enthusiasm, which will cause you too much trouble.”

After a pause, her eyes rolled, "Master ... you said you are reasonable?"

Feng Jun looked at her and smiled slightly, "Of course I am reasonable, what do you want to say?"

Yang Yuxin stared at him and slowly said, "I am today ... I can help the master a little today?"

"Oh," Feng Jun laughed as he heard it, and then nodded slightly. "Now, surely, it helped me save a lot of trouble. Say, what do you want?"

Yang Yuxin had already thought about it. She helped the master, but waited for this moment? "I hope Xiaohui can recover soon ... For example, if you live in the back building, I know you have a way."

"Yes," Feng Jun nodded altogether, and he had many rooms in the backstairs, not only for his own woman, or the sentence-want to live in? Yes, give him a reason.

Yang Yuxin was overjoyed, "How long can that Xiaohui be ... fully recovered?"

Feng Jun calculated, "If you live in the back building, three to four months ... I am talking about a complete recovery, it will only be good and not bad."

Yang Yuxin hesitated and asked again, "Can I stay behind?"

"This ... don't do it," Feng Jun shook his head slightly and answered directly.

"You know, Yuan Zihao and Yuan Huapeng can only live in the front building, I don't owe him, he doesn't owe me, he is willing to let him live in the front building, already counted on the face of old friends, my house, really Not everyone can live anywhere. "

This was too crazy, but Yang Yuxin really didn't think there was anything unreasonable. People with the ability to be crazy are normal. In the capital, she has seen even more crazy, and Yuan Zihao lives in the front building, which is also her own eyes. see.

She looked at Feng Jun and said thoughtfully, "I seem to owe you some conditions besides four million?"

"Just help me block two more people," Feng Jun replied in disappointment. "If you have a loose hand, you can just give hundreds of millions of yuan, and that's fine."

I used to be unfamiliar with Yang Yuxin. He wasn't able to mention conditions casually. Now let Gu Jiahui stay behind. The other party owes him some more, so just open up the conditions.

Yang Yuxin nodded, she felt that the conditions were very reasonable, her daughter wanted to recover sooner, better than anything, how big is blocking people?

But when she thought about it, she was a little bit unconvinced. "How can that sister Zhang and teacher Mei stay behind?"

Feng Jun answered lightly, "They are my women."

This answer is a bit shameless, but if you dare not admit what you have done, is it really shameless?

Yang Yuxin was slightly startled. In fact, she had long speculated about this answer, but this kind of topic still made women feel a little embarrassed, even if her daughter was 16 years old.

Then she quickly adjusted her mind and asked aloud, "The two sisters in the family ... both?"

She has heard a lot of absurd things in the capital for many years. Those with strong ability always have more *, and they are not easy to be restrained. Sisters or something, it ’s really nothing — Empress E is still beautiful. .

In fact, what she wanted to say is that, I think that the younger sister of the exotic style seems to have not yet become a woman.

Of course, as a widow who is widowed, she has to pay attention to the methods and ways to save others from thinking that she can't hold it.

Feng Jun shook his head, "Sister ... should be my apprentice, learn from me."

In his mind, Zhang Caixin should also be his, but this kind of thing is still good. The red sister is now obedient to him, and he doesn't know how to open his mouth.

Yang Yuxin's eyes lit up, "Learn skills from you ... what skills?"

"It's ... the skills you saw," Feng Jun answered vaguely.

He really wanted to bring Gu Jiahui into the ranks of his companions, but to be fair, his current number of women and apprentices is not too small. If he works hard, he can basically save the industry on the plane of the earth.

In addition, he is also preparing to provide some welfare to his parents, as well as buddies like Dou Jiahui ... Various places are left, and the resources he has are not really rich.

He just thought that Gu Jiahui was in such good condition, and he was not too old. It was a pity not to cultivate immortals.

But the mother and daughter still owe him. He really ca n’t commit himself to beg on the pole and ask others to cultivate immortals — if you want to practice, you can come up with your sincerity and speak again.

The ancient family has a deep background, and Gu Jiahui has a good qualification. For him, it is really not as good as Gao Qiang, a fanatic. Cure? "

"Cure the disease? Ha ha," Feng Jun chuckled lightly. "Including, it must be more than that."

"What else?" Yang Yuxin's eyes lit up. "I can also let Xiao Hui worship you as a teacher."

"Can I make her apprentice?" Feng Jun shook his head in tears, "It's okay, don't have to grieve her so much, she still feels safe to beida, or Harvard."

Yang Yuxin glanced at him again, blinking his eyes, a little puzzled: Am I saying something wrong?

She respects this young master very much. When she came to seek medical treatment, she also heard someone say that this person has "divine"-scientific description, that is, he has superpowers.

The thing of superpowers ... how to say? She tends to disbelieve, but dare not say she does not believe at all.

To say that this young master has superpowers-she also hopes that he has, but her daughter is going to study in order to learn superpowers, which is a bit ... always feel weird.

According to the traditions of the ancient family and the Yang family, or the wishes of her husband, she must hope that her daughter will follow the right path.

Even if the daughter does not fight, the key is that Xiao Hui is still very upset. Beida ’s **** is not rare, and she is going to Harvard.

Such a child would make her waste her precious youth and go to the teacher to learn super powers. She felt that she could not wait for the dead old bus.

But deep down, she was quite curious about the master's superpowers.

She couldn't help but sigh in secret, if only I could go to the teacher-as long as I don't go to the rain and be struck by thunder, any price can be discussed.

She was thinking about it, Gu Jiahui walked downstairs, "Sister Poetry, didn't you deliver it quickly?"

Li Shishi hadn't had time to reply yet, Gao Qiang came in from the door, "Gu Jiahui, your courier!"