Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 352: Chapter 352 Intensifying Efforts (Third Update)

The director of the Party and Government Office is the steward of Baixing Town, supposedly skilled in navigating complex situations, yet he issued a blatant threat.

In the lower townships, the quality of some cadres indeed needs improvement, but for one to dare to provoke a billionaire in such a manner, it was clear he had strong and powerful support behind him.

The director knew that Li Xiaobin couldn’t make the decision on his own, so having said what he needed to say, he quickly left.

After Feng Jun received the news, he felt a bit contemplative, “One thing leads to another, this is… the calm before the storm.”

However, Gazi’s words had already helped him make up his mind; let them talk in town, I’ll do my thing. If anyone really tries to forcibly take over the wasteland, I might as well make a big deal out of it.

Initially, he was not very interested in contracting Zhengyang’s wasteland, preferring to contract forest land in Chaoyang if possible. He bought this land only because he needed a bigger yard for his goods and had to move hastily due to the leakage of spiritual energy.

Since he had moved there, he wanted to do well, which is why he invested in the construction of the wall.

Anyway, for him, it came down to this: If I have to, I’ll just give up on this wasteland—I’m not relying on this land to make money.

The so-called resilience stems from having no desires; he was not afraid of losses, so he did not want to beg for help to keep this land.

If he truly needed to ask for help, not to mention others, surely the Yuan Family would give him some face, right? Mayor Zang was not completely unreliable either.

Wang Haifeng’s father-in-law ought to be able to put in some effort— at worst, he would offer some benefits in return.

But he didn’t want to play it that way, especially as the situation hadn’t escalated too much yet and could easily descend into a quagmire of disputes, resulting in owing favors without fully resolving the issue.

Feng’s old house in Chaoyang had fallen into such a state before. In terms of stalling, who dares to compete with the official government for endurance?

So his attitude was clear, I’ll ignore them and focus on doing my own thing.

However, as the saying goes, “the tree may prefer calm, but the wind will not subside,” and two days later, four or five shady-looking thugs appeared at the gate, along with about twenty sixteen- or seventeen-year-olds. Kids that age who don’t go to school are determined to mingle with society.

They placed two large cement blocks on the road, preventing construction vehicles from entering or leaving, claiming they needed to collect an entry fee.

The workers from Sheng Tang Construction outnumbered them, and neither Wu Limin nor his son were afraid.

But Wu Limin was not impulsive. Upon receiving the news, he first made a call to Feng Jun.

He spoke openly, “Master Feng, it’s not that I’m afraid of them, Sheng Tang fears no one, but fighting costs money, ah. Medical expenses and such, we will definitely have to cover them. Now, you give the word… to fight or not to fight?”

Feng Jun’s response was also straightforward, “What right do they have to collect an entry fee? Call the police!”

Wu Limin didn’t call the police but instead went to communicate with the thugs opposite them—after all, we’re all out here to make money.

However, the thugs made it clear, “You shouldn’t have taken over this place. The town wants you to leave.”

Wu Limin could choose to pay the fee, not because Sheng Tang couldn’t handle the opposition, but because it wasn’t worth affecting construction over such a trivial amount of money.

But since Feng Jun had told him to call the police, that indicated that he wanted to push the issue into the official realm.

Wu the Younger was quite savvy; instead of using private connections, he directly dialed the emergency line, saying, “I am an employee of Luohua Manor. There are thugs and road bullies at our location.”

However, an hour went by, and no police appeared.

Wu Limin made another call to the emergency line, and this time he was less polite, “It’s been an hour and you haven’t responded. Do you believe I’ll file a complaint against you?”

The police, sometimes seen as a vulnerable group, do indeed have specific time requirements for responding to calls.

Ten minutes later, the police from Baixing Town arrived, looking aggrieved: Damn it, the station has only a few officers and so many issues in the town… Who made the call, what’s the problem?

In fact, their appearance was just for show since everyone understood the situation involved.

After briefly understanding the circumstances, the police told the people from Sheng Tang: This is a dispute between the town and the contractor, and it can only be resolved through consultation between the two parties. We’re also at a loss.

The police gave up on intervening. Four showed up, and then two left, leaving two officers sitting in their patrol car, looking around idly while doing nothing except fiddling with their mobile phones—at least they showed up.

The folks from Sheng Tang saw that with the police present, it wasn’t suitable to start a fight.

In fact, it wasn’t appropriate for the construction workers to fight; if Wu Limin seriously wanted to start a conflict, he would have to deploy professional fighters.

Just then, Xu Leigang returned by car; he had gone to Peach Blossom Valley the previous night to see Little Princess.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Not only did the two cement blocks block the construction vehicles, but they also blocked his own car.

He got out of the car, walked over to take a look, and after understanding the situation, instructed the construction workers, “Move this junk out of the way.”

Workers needed to move, and the ruffians wouldn’t let them, as soon as the gang leader saw the situation, he realized this guy must be from the estate. He stepped forward and said, “Bro, you think you’re really something, huh? People are standing here, don’t you see? Are you blind?”

Xu Leigang gave him a serious look and asked indifferently, “I really didn’t see… who are you exactly?”

Those who are genuinely in the gangster life are discerning, and most of the hotheads are already played to death by society—daring to dip into this line of work without understanding the subtleties?

This one was no exception, he sneered, “Who I am doesn’t matter, what’s important is that this piece of land is going to be reclaimed by the town.”

Xu Leigang scoffed, “Shit, you don’t even dare to give your name, and you expect to collect an entrance fee with that kind of spirit?”

At this point, the gang leader couldn’t back down. Since the other party hadn’t made it clear, and with things having gone this far, he couldn’t just ignore it and lead his team, “I’m not a big deal, Baixing Town’s Ermao… What’s your name?”

Xu Leigang glanced at him, shook his head slightly, “I’d better not tell you my name… I’m afraid it’ll scare you.”

Ermao’s mouth twitched, then he forced a smile, “Come on, tell me, I’m not faint-hearted.”

Xu Leigang didn’t bother with him, knowing that he wasn’t the type to follow rules anyway; otherwise, he wouldn’t have dared to ask “Society’s Sister Hong” to vouch for him without ever having met Zhang Weihong—he knew a fair number of people in the underworld.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number, “Liuzi, let me ask you, there’s someone called Ermao over here in Baixing Town… Yeah, not very tall, thin, looks like a scrappy ghost… Right, right, teach him a lesson…”

Truth be told, Ermao was doing quite well for himself in Baixing Town, being under the protection of the district police branch chief, and further up, one of the deputy directors at the municipal bureau was his dad’s old comrade-in-arms—his dad had sacrificed his life on the remote frontier, while his comrade had survived.

But Ermao, being one to shun hard work and lack a big-picture perspective, ruled only over the town and couldn’t make it in the district scene. However, with backing, district thugs dared not meddle in Baixing Town affairs; he was essentially the undisputed boss of Baixing.

Liuzi also couldn’t handle him, but… there were people who could.

Not long after Xu Leigang made the call, Ermao’s phone rang. While answering it, he was quite straightforward, “Piddan, let me tell you, if you want to eat or drink, I can hook you up, but Baixing matters are none of your business. Who do you think you are?”

Then, whatever the other person said made his face change. Holding his mobile phone, he walked to the side of the road, “Yeah, I know the person, go on…”

After he hung up, the look he gave Xu Leigang was a bit unusual. He gestured with his hand, “Brother, do me a favor and come over here, let’s discuss something.”

Xu Leigang did walk over, but he was unrelenting, “Don’t call me brother; I’m not that close to you!”

Ermao, hearing this, was quite unhappy. After all, he was the boss of Baixing. What’s this underling showing off for?

However, thinking of someone, he decided not to stoop to the other’s level.

Once Xu Leigang got there, he asked with a serious tone, “Do you know Sister Hong?”

Ermao’s standing prevented him from touching too high a profile, and although he had heard of the legendary “Sister Hong’s airline ticket,” he knew she was not to be provoked, but just how unapproachable she was remained uncertain.

“What’s so rare about that,” Xu Leigang sneered, “not afraid to tell you directly, Sister Hong is even a partner of Master Feng.”

You’re just flying a false flag, aren’t you? Ermao gave him a sidelong glance, partners… I have plenty of partners myself.

However, he still held a certain awe for the mythical figure Sister Hong. So after a moment of thought, he spoke firmly, “Alright, you tell Sister Hong to give me a call, and I’ll give her that much face.”

He felt his request was reasonable. Sister Hong’s face was something he intended to give, but it couldn’t be just anyone waving Sister Hong’s banner in front of him and expecting him to give in, right?

Of course, if this could incidentally lead to connecting with Sister Hong, that would be an unexpected gain.

Xu Leigang looked at him strangely, “Are you sure you want her to give you a shout-out?”

“Of course,” Ermao felt uneasy under that gaze and instinctively explained, “You say you’re some kind of partner, I’ve never heard of you. Isn’t it right to check with Sister Hong?”

Xu Leigang’s expression remained peculiar, “Fine, if that’s what you insist on, I’ll make sure to pass on the message.”

Then, he ordered the workers to clear the barricade. Ermao thought to stop them, but then he reconsidered; it was just for one day. If Sister Hong didn’t call him today, he could just block the road again tomorrow.

He was a local with time on his side. How could it hurt to loosen his grip a bit?

Xu Leigang drove in and, upon seeing Feng Jun, recounted the whole event.

Feng Jun frowned upon hearing this, “Sister Hong got dragged into this mess?”

Xu Leigang hastily shook his head, “She shouldn’t have, I didn’t contact her.”

He had Zhang Weihong’s mobile phone and WeChat, but he understood all too well the delicate nature of the current relationship between Master Feng and Sister Hong, he wouldn’t dare make decisions on Master Feng’s behalf.

Feng Jun nodded, his face expressionless, “It’s better she’s not involved, a woman… she’s doing well selling jade, she shouldn’t meddle in this mess.”