Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 2529: Chapter 2521: Establishment

The next morning, Feng Jun returned to Chaoyang with a group of people.

Li Shishi suggested bringing Beauty Lin along, but Feng Jun directly stated: "A bridge is a bridge, and a road is a road. Whether she’s going or not, I don’t know. Even if she wants to go, she shouldn’t ride in my car."

So Feng Jun went on regardless, and conveniently checked his parents’ health and their progress.

His parents are doing well, both have reached the sixth level of transformation, his mother is midway through, and his father has just entered. They have a long way to go to reach the high-rank level of transformation.

Aside from his parents, his second uncle Feng Wencheng also came by. Although he is already the Deputy Director of the Forestry Bureau, Feng Wencheng doesn’t show any airs and graces, and when greeting Feng Jun, he was even a bit flattering.

However, Feng Jun didn’t neglect him because of this. His second uncle is actually a decent person, though he doesn’t take on major responsibilities, he still tries to look after his parents’ small shop when he can.

Now that he’s the Deputy Director, virtually everyone in Chaoyang County knows he’s benefitted from the prestige of Yuyuan’s wealthiest—that’s someone who even Chao Gang couldn’t afford to offend, not to mention the wealthiest’s parents have contracted such a large forest.

When it comes to contracting the forest, many people believe the wealthiest was swindled because a significant amount of money was spent on infrastructure like highways, but all of it became a dowry for the Riyue Lake Scenic Area—the Feng Family doesn’t even have the authority to charge fees.

As of now, fewer than five people in Chaoyang County know Feng Jun plans to build a natural village—his parents, Gazi’s mother, and two others whose identities are unknown.

Even Feng Wencheng, the Deputy Director, doesn’t know that his brother and nephew are about to become registered agricultural households.

But even though he doesn’t know these things, he still has to come because he knows where his roots are.

It’s not Feng Jun who received him, but Gazi, who feels incredibly grateful to Feng Wencheng—at that time he was an epilepsy patient and the Forestry Building didn’t mind employing him as a security guard.

Of course, this was due to Feng Jun or perhaps Feng Wenhui’s influence, but Gazi definitely won’t forget Feng Wencheng’s kindness.

Director Feng came by today upon hearing that Feng Jun was going to the county to deal with procedures, and volunteered to help.

When Feng Jun arrived in the town, the town’s staff had been waiting there for a while. Interestingly, Beauty Lin was also there with an assistant.

Because they communicated sufficiently in advance, after a few words, they headed straight to the prefectural government office. The town’s staff didn’t show any expression, nor said much—this isn’t under their purview, being a tool is enough.

It was the same on the prefectural government office’s side, Beauty Lin’s team also had people waiting, and the seven or eight departments involved just needed to sign off.

Of course, this was only the approval procedures; there’s still a lot to be done afterwards, like boundary surveys and other tasks.

But these tasks aren’t urgent, they can be entrusted to Feng Wenhui and his wife to take their time, although Feng Jun left An Hejun and Chang Yuqing behind to assist his parents with specific matters.

Though it was meant to be a streamlined service, there were too many related procedures, and by the time they finished, it was noon, so Feng Jun organized a banquet to invite those responsible for the specific tasks.

He’s difficult to deal with, but not devoid of social graces, and it’s not for granted when people come out on a weekend—it’s exactly like what Beauty Lin said—to have a sense of reverence.

Besides, his parents ultimately live here, as a son, he needs to consider their convenience in handling affairs.

The staff felt both surprised and honored, especially since Feng Jun even brought out a whole roast lamb, which had been marinated in advance.

In fact, this wasn’t an Earth Realm lamb, but an animal similar to a lamb from the Kunhao Realm, with traces of spiritual energy. In the Mortal Realm, ordinary families can’t afford such meat, and if martial artists eat it often, it can enhance their cultivation level.

Feng Jun is just that considerate, he doesn’t mind giving a little benefit to those who’ve helped him, even if they’re just tools.

There were three tables, and of course, Beauty Lin and her team were seated as well, but interestingly enough, the magistrate of Yuyuan suddenly arrived at that moment.

From afar, he loudly laughed and said, "There was a last-minute issue at the office, so I came late. Village Chief Feng... oops, I should say Director Feng, is everything going smoothly?"

The village chief isn’t Feng Jun, but his father Feng Wenhui. After all, Feng Jun rarely returns, and the official title for village chief is village committee director, so calling him director is naturally appropriate.

Anyway, with the magistrate here, everyone has to give face, and they invited him to the seat of honor, which he modestly declined several times, eventually sharing the head seat with Feng Wenhui.

The banquet began, and the magistrate generously made toasts, draining his glass, and after toasting Feng Jun’s parents, his third toast was to Feng Jun. After clinking glasses, he said with a smile, "I heard President Feng acquired some pharmaceutical production lines, might you consider supporting your hometown?"

"Hmm?" Feng Jun raised his eyebrows, put down his empty glass, and asked in surprise, "This news... who did you hear it from?"

Then he glanced at Beauty Lin, thinking she wouldn’t come all this way to plot against me, right?

"I heard this from a fellow alumnus," the magistrate was quite straightforward. "He heard that I was taking office in Yuyuan and said I should definitely get in touch with you, President Feng. This time they set up a production line in the magic capital, thanks to your help, and they want to thank you in person, hoping I could pass on the message."

"But I’m in a tough spot too, it’s really hard to meet President Feng. I heard you were coming back today, so I rushed over."

If he was really sincere, he should have come yesterday! Feng Jun truly understood why the magistrate was so late—the procedure for that natural village was a special approval, but it wasn’t his proposal, so he wouldn’t support it publicly.

Of course, saying that he deliberately opposed it would be overthinking it. Arriving just in time meant simply not wanting to support it publicly.

So Feng Jun casually remarked, "Connecting people like that depends on luck, I can’t guarantee anything. As for supporting the hometown, I order billions of lighting products from the factory every year. Without that, our Yuyuan factory couldn’t compete with the south."

"I’ve heard about that too, and thank you, President Feng, for the strong support for your hometown," the magistrate lifted his wine glass with a smile. "Let me toast you again... By the way, now that the Wenxian Manor’s establishment has been approved, could we maybe develop tourism?"

Feng Jun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, "There are no plans for that at the moment..."

Pondering for a moment, he continued, "Actually, Yuyuan already has a tourism industry chain, our small village doesn’t really matter. But if you, magistrate, really want to develop Yuyuan even more, tell me what projects you have in mind, and maybe I can help think of a way."

The magistrate was slightly surprised; you’re just someone from outside, and what ways could you think of? "Are you talking about investment?"

"I’m a bit tight on money lately," Feng Jun replied with a smile, then nodded toward Beauty Lin. "Director Lin is here."

"Don’t joke around!" Beauty Lin waved her hands hurriedly. "Can I decide on investment matters?"

Feng Jun smiled, "But your opinion can influence funding allocations."

"Oh, come on, don’t trick people like that," Beauty Lin guessed his intention and looked straight at the magistrate. "President Feng’s wishes can very likely influence funding allocations. Don’t think just because he’s not in the official government, he doesn’t have significant influence."

"Do you believe what you’re saying?" Feng Jun nonchalantly shook his head, "Magistrate, don’t believe her words."

At this point, the magistrate couldn’t help figuring out to whom he should speak. He laughed heartily, "I don’t care who’s more influential among you two; as long as President Feng said to find you, I’ll definitely stick with you."

Feng Jun smiled and didn’t respond further. It was enough that the other party understood his thoughts.

With his financial ability at this level, whether it’s investing in his hometown or donating, taking out tens of millions is like playing around. Even a few hundred million is just a number, but leveraging influence to secure resources for Yuyuan was a bit more extended.

However, Feng Jun didn’t see it this way. Other tycoons, whether investing or donating, don’t choose to fight for resources for Yuyuan because the risk is too high and it’s easy to offend others.

Simply put, they can’t do it, but who is Mountain Master Feng? He can do it.

Not to mention the black technology he helped Guojia obtain; just the amount of gold he donates every year, is it too much to secure some resources for Yuyuan?

Bear in mind, he’s facing a situation of "no reward worthy of rewarding." It’s not that the official government doesn’t want to give him anything; they truly don’t know what would be appropriate. So he fights for some favorable policies or asks for more funds for his hometown. Is this really an unreasonable request?

In truth, helping the prefectural government make connections isn’t for building an ancestral hall; it’s for the development of the entire Yuyuan, and he doesn’t even live there much, so there’s no issue of having excessive local influence.

Even though he’s registered in the Wenxian Manor, those in power truly don’t mind. They’re more worried he might register on another planet and never return to Earth.

Considering all aspects, Feng Jun believed that if he spoke up for Yuyuan, there was a high chance he wouldn’t be rejected.

As for donations, he found them unnecessary. Things acquired too easily would not be cherished, plus doing it excessively could breed laziness.

Some people, after becoming wealthy, benefit their hometown, even building villas for each family, only to be harshly criticized.

We could suppose, perhaps during the donation process there was a hint of arrogance, leading to discontent. But the fundamental reason is: there shouldn’t be love without reason in the world.

If you give them a villa for free, don’t blame them for asking for a car next, or a wife!

So Feng Jun chose not to donate, not because he didn’t have the money, but because it shouldn’t be handled that way.

Besides, he also had the capability to fight for resources for Yuyuan. Not using this ability would be a waste.

If Yuyuan Prefecture still develops problems under such an approach, he wouldn’t help mend it. He truly didn’t believe that within a strict system, the Yuyuan magistrate would dare provoke the county headquarters.

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