Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 224: Chapter 224 Unique Feng Jing (First Update to Celebrate Alliance Leader Qian Niu)

The young men getting off the coach bus noticed a man greeting a beautiful woman and promptly withdrew their attention.

Some were tempted by the scenery and took a few more glances, but no one considered anything more.

In fact, the beauty was quite a sight, nodding towards Feng Jun, “Such a coincidence?”

“What have you been up to lately?” asked Feng Jun casually, “I’ve been thinking about when to invite you over.”

“Been busy teaching classes,” Feng Jing responded with a smile, “It’s almost the end of the year and my unit is selecting outstanding individuals, plus I want to go to the East Three Provinces to see the ice sculptures, so I need to get ahead on my class hours.”

It dawned on Feng Jun that the person before him was crazy about traveling, so he said with a smile, “Aren’t you cold wearing shorts in the dead of winter? Or do you plan to dress like that to the East Three Provinces too?”

“I have a strong constitution and don’t get cold easily,” Feng Jing answered nonchalantly, “Besides, everyone has a car, so it’s not that cold. However, if I do go to the East Three Provinces, I’ll definitely wear something thicker.”

While talking, they reached her car, “Did you drive here, or do you need a lift?”

Feng Jun now had both a Passat and a Phaeton, so he certainly wasn’t short of cars. However, since he had come to the site today to do something bad… ahem, everyone understands, he couldn’t possibly have driven.

Without any hesitation, he got into the car and then laughed, “When you go to the East Three Provinces to see the ice sculptures, do you plan to go alone?”

Feng Jing glanced at him, started the car to warm it up, and casually responded, “I’ll see if I can get a couple of people to go with me. If you’d like to go, we can go together.”

Feng Jun truly hadn’t planned to visit the East Three Provinces, especially since he didn’t have the time right now. Yet, he was curious, “I thought you were a lone traveler. It turns out you also invite others.”

He remembered snooping on her group chat, where her friends often said in the group that they wanted her to take them out, but it seemed that she had never really organized it.

Feng Jing seemed unfazed, “Actually, I still prefer traveling alone. More people mean more trouble, and it’s hard to please everyone. Plus, sometimes when people say they’ll go, they get held up by various things.”

Feng Jun felt somewhat honored for no apparent reason, “Haha, that you would invite me seems to indicate I don’t bring much trouble.”

“Making friends is all about fate,” Feng Jing started driving, “Where to? I’ll drop you off.”

“It’s already noon, let me treat you to lunch,” suggested Feng Jun, feeling that she wasn’t against the idea, and started getting hopeful.

His relationship with Sister Hong had recently improved somewhat. However, she was always with Zhang Caixin, and he was busy guiding Wang Haifeng and Xu Leigang in their cultivation; nothing further had happened between them.

Though he felt something might happen between him and Sister Hong in the future, these days, his life had been quite mundane. As a man of his age, he had a fairly strong physical need.

Since fate had allowed him to run into Feng Jing, and she didn’t dislike him, implying that further development was possible, he certainly wouldn’t pass up such an opportunity.

However, Feng Jing’s words were straightforward, “Let’s skip today. I have a meeting this afternoon, and I’ve even postponed the classes I’m teaching for my students to tonight… I have two classes to teach this evening.”

“That’s really too bad,” Feng Jun said as his eyes darted about, “What if, after your two evening classes, I invite you out for a late-night snack? It would be a way to relax.”

Feng Jing gave him a look, slightly curling her lips, “That invite of yours hardly seems sincere. You’re only asking me out because we’ve run into each other, and it’s late at night at that. Do you think inviting a lady out like this is appropriate?”

“I do feel it’s a bit presumptuous,” Feng Jun answered with a smile, “But as you said, making friends is about serendipity, and today’s encounter… isn’t it a case of ‘a chance meeting is better than a planned one’?”

“Fine, you have a point,” Feng Jing wasn’t over-precious about things, “But I am genuinely swamped recently. Coming out late for a night snack with you just doesn’t sound right. Let’s wait until after the New Year, when I’ll have more free time.”

Are you really pushing me off until after the New Year? Feng Jun shook his head, amused and defeated. “In that case, let me know when you plan to go to the East Three Provinces, and I’ll see if I can make time.”

“Around the twenty-first or twenty-second of the twelfth lunar month, before the minor New Year,” Feng Jing replied without hesitation, “I’m planning to have fun for four days, and then return just in time to tidy up my home for the New Year’s celebration.”

After some careful thought, Feng Jun ultimately shook his head in resignation, “I can’t promise I’ll be free then. This New Year, I want to head back home a bit earlier; it’s been two years… Turn right up ahead.”

“You should definitely go home and visit,” Feng Jing turned on the signal, “And it would be best to bring a girlfriend back with you.”

Whenever she spoke to Feng Jun, her tone always remained coolly detached. If she had any issues with him, it was almost impossible; the two had merely been strangers passing by. If there were any problems, she wouldn’t have needed to hide them and could express them directly.

In other words, she did have a certain fondness for Feng Jun and seemed not averse to deepening that affection.

Of course, if Feng Jun really wanted to bridge the gap between them, he would need to make some effort.

As the two chatted, they reached the place where Feng Jun had parked. Feng Jing watched him get out of the car, gave a wave, and then drove away.

Feng Jun hadn’t yet recovered from the state he was in earlier, as he drove and pondered, How could he strengthen his relationship with good scenery?

As he pondered this, his mobile phone rang. It was Li Xiaobin calling, her rent was due, and she had already notified him about her hope of moving into the villa in Peach Blossom Valley.

Her request could be seen as seeking cohabitation, but recently, there had always been people at Feng Jun’s villa—Xu Leigang and Wang Haifeng were there at least one of them at any time.

Therefore, Li Xiaobin boldly stated that if they both could use the place, it wouldn’t make much difference to add one more person, and added, As your private assistant, wouldn’t moving into your house allow me to serve you better?

She declared that she could handle cooking, laundry, and cleaning.

In fact, there was already a small room in the villa for her use, as her temporary rest area.

Feng Jun hadn’t decided whether to agree to her or not. There were many things about him that even Xu Leigang and Wang Haifeng might not be fully aware of; having another woman in the house would be even less conducive to keeping secrets.

But now, Li Xiaobin had taken the initiative to call, stating she had notified the landlord that she would no longer be renewing the lease, “If you won’t take me in, I’ll just have to look for another place to stay right now.”

What could Feng Jun say? He could only go to the place she was renting and help her move.

Li Xiaobin didn’t have many belongings, mainly a change of clothes and various cosmetics, packed into two large trolley cases, three big woven bags, a small trolley case, and two backpacks.

What Feng Jun didn’t expect was that she had an extraordinary number of shoes—well over twenty pairs. Just the shoeboxes almost filled up the back seat of the Passat.

Li Xiaobin organized her things very methodically, even tying the shoeboxes together, and finished moving after just a few trips up and down the stairs.

On the drive to Peach Blossom Valley, Feng Jun said to his private assistant.

“You can stay at my place. I’ll give you a guest room; the small rest area will be yours too. You can freely use the facilities on the first floor, but you cannot meddle with my private space… And if I bring some friends over, don’t inquire about it.”

Li Xiaobin nodded, “Okay, no problem, don’t worry. I won’t bring anyone over… I don’t have friends in Zhengyang.”

Feng Jun looked at her, not saying a word, but pondered inwardly: What is she trying to hint at?

By the time the two of them arrived at Peach Blossom Valley, it was around half-past eleven. Xu Leigang and Wang Haifeng had just finished their cultivation and were chatting in the living room. When they saw Li Xiaobin moving her personal items, they quickly offered to help.

The move was completed quickly. Li Xiaobin called to order takeout, celebrating her relocation, while Wang Haifeng pulled Feng Jun aside with a gleeful expression, saying, “Li Qiang called. There’s been trouble at Jubaoge… They lost tens of millions.”

“That’s what they get,” Feng Jun responded casually, then walked to the basement and turned on the computer in the study.

The study in the basement was about twenty square meters, with a computer connected directly to a large-screen TV.

Feng Jun logged into the computer and opened the stock trading system, examining it closely. In his spare time, he had pondered the stock market, but had never actually purchased any stock. The over two million on the stock market had remained there, untouched.

That money was originally invested in the brokerage account to help Zhang Wei complete a task. Feng Jun had always been cautiously respectful towards Huaxia’s stock market.

One of his double majors was financial management, but the more he learned, the more wary he became of the stock market.

There was a joke that said a high-level executive of a brokerage firm embezzled clients’ funds to play the stock market. After nearly two years of maneuvering over a hundred million in funds, they only made a measly few hundred thousand. This money would have earned more just sitting in a bank collecting interest than what was achieved fooling around in the stock market.

And this was a high-ranking brokerage firm executive, whose understanding of the stock market and insight into news were far superior to the average stock investor, yet the returns were so meager.

It’s just like the saying goes, the more you know, the more you realize you do not know.

There was a time when Feng Jun had plans to try and make some money in the stock market. In fact, he had run several simulations, choosing certain stocks and assuming where he would buy and at what price he would sell.

After multiple trials, he ended up losing money more often than not, though there were also chances to make substantial profits.

However, Zhang Wei completely scorned his mock trading. He believed that real trading and simulated trading were two entirely different concepts. Without actually investing real money to buy stocks, one could not truly comprehend the anxiety and distress associated with it.

A good mentality cannot be fabricated; it must be honed through the harsh realities of life to develop indomitable resilience.

Feng Jun agreed with him, but he now no longer lacked money and thus lacked the motivation to trade for real.

It was only after a chance encounter with good scenery today that he remembered he could try to explore another avenue for making money.

(First update, congratulations to the Alliance Leader, an old reader.)