Chapter 1639: Chapter 1641: The Sound of Money
Although Yu Zhiyuan was just passing on a ssage, he still had so basic data, “The current reserve space isn’t too large… the key is, so data isn’t appropriate to disclose, a space of two hundred million tons can be guaranteed.”
Feng Jun didn’t mock him; he could understand the other party’s logic—two hundred million tons is the space the outside world can roughly estimate, but the real space involves national energy security and can’t be known to the outside world.
Especially in a country like Huaxia, the mobilization capability is quite terrifying. If every household were to be mobilized, the space that could be freed up… it’s unimaginable.
But speaking of which, Huaxia’s annual crude oil import volu is less than five hundred million tons—this import volu is the total circulation, not equivalent to the total space. To free up two hundred million tons of space now is quite challenging.
However, this also shows how large Huaxia’s oil gap is.
Feng Jun pondered for a mont before answering, “Then let’s start with a hundred million tons. When will the paynt be made?”
“Uh, I need to inform them first,” Yu Zhiyuan hadn’t expected Feng Jun to agree so readily, “but it’s certainly not easy to co up with so much money at once… sticking to the old rules, installnts and batches, they pay how much, you sell how much oil.”
Feng Jun laughed upon hearing this, “I thought you were ready with funds for a billion tons.”
Yu Zhiyuan couldn’t help but roll his eyes at this, “Co on, printing that much money would take ages.”
“As if you’re giving cash,” Feng Jun smiled nonchalantly, “With bank transfers, it’s just numbers, isn’t it a challenge for you?”
If it were a challenge, that would be absurd!
“Even if it’s transfers, there still needs to be a process, right?” Yu Zhiyuan retorted confidently, “Many procedures can’t be reduced… if nothing follows the rules, what would it beco? And you studied business managent of all things.”
Feng Jun nodded, not bothered by the sarcasm—what Yu Zhiyuan said was true, his earlier remark was more of a jest, “Alright then, I’ll give you two days. If the money hasn’t co through, don’t bla for leaving to have so fun.”
Yu Zhiyuan nodded, hesitated, and then asked, “How is Qingzhu’s cultivation going?”
“You can ask her yourself,” Feng Jun waved his hand. Yu Qingzhu is indeed a good candidate for cultivation; she’s been cultivating for just a year and is already at the sixth layer of the Mortal Transformation Realm—mind you, she made no progress in the first three-plus months of her cultivation.
So he also hoped she could cut off her mortal ties, at least be less distracted, “Once she’s done cultivating, I’ll have her contact you.”
Yu Zhiyuan looked at him, his lips moved as if to say sothing but eventually shook his head and turned to leave.
He walked quite a distance before he sighed, “Really… so naive.”
Shortly after Yu Zhiyuan left, Feng Jun received a notification that money was starting to co into his account, with the first installnt being two hundred million, enough to buy about one hundred thousand tons of crude oil.
In the following ti, his mobile phone kept pinging, with each incoming paynt being no less than a billion.
The frequent notifications made him extrely irritated. Previously, these matters were handled by Li Shishi, but now that she’s started cultivating, Feng Jun wasn’t too keen on Liang Siyu, who took over, so he had to supervise it himself.
By the end of the night, the newly transferred funds into the account amounted to nearly ten billion.
Feng Jun thought for a while and decided to head to Australia to bring Zhang Caixin back—he was planning to travel, but with this situation, he couldn’t just stand by and watch, so he had to head to the mobile phone plane to extract oil.
Even if he operates his twenty oil wells at full capacity, the daily crude output wouldn’t exceed five hundred thousand tons, so to reach one hundred million tons would take more than half a year.
And since Yu Zhiyuan needed the oil delivered quickly, Feng Jun planned to stay in the mobile phone plane for an extended period.
The forces at White Pebble Beach were already established, and the balance found. Under such circumstances, if he stayed long alone in the mobile phone plane, the won from Earth Realm would eventually co to hold him accountable.
So he decided to bring Zhang Caixin back to Luohua Manor and then take the three won into the mobile phone plane together.
Upon entering the Daoist Temple of Amstan, he was surprised to find it brightly lit and bustling.
A Daoist temple is supposed to be quiet. The lively scene was actually outside the hall, but not far away, so taking advantage of the night, Feng Jun soared into the sky and went to the location.
He had used footprints to co and not a teleportation formation plate, so no one knew he had arrived.
Floating over three hundred ters high, he looked down and found the noise was coming from Elder Lin’s residence.
Elder Lin, a mber of the Hongn Sect, often acted ostentatiously, so making such a spectacle wasn’t surprising, but what puzzled Feng Jun was… why was Zhang Caixin sharing the chief seat with Elder Lin?
Xiao Caixin was now dressed in the classic style of a noblewoman, wearing white gloves, and a lady’s hat with white lace draping down, obscuring her face. Her exquisite beauty was hidden behind the veil, indistinct to others.
But Feng Jun and Cai Xin were really too familiar, just by looking at the figure and posture, he knew it was Zhang Caixin—hmm, I’d recognize you even with clothes on!
Zhang Caixin was clinking glasses with them, lifting her veil to drink each ti, not finding it troubleso; obviously, she didn’t want people to see her true face—it was cautious enough.
Moreover, the thin veil gloves in her hands could effectively prevent her from leaving any fingerprints or DNA information.
Elder Lin was clearly enjoying himself, speaking with a slur, “I’ll be honest with you all, Cai Xin is a generation younger than , but living overseas, we all understand in our hearts, only when our holand is strong can we stand tall as people.”
There was nothing wrong with this statent, but Feng Jun found it odd that Xiao Caixin was mingling with them, didn’t she know that in Australia we at Luohua should keep a low profile?
However, seeing Zhang Caixin so full of energy, he didn’t want to disrupt her mood; back at Luohua, Xiao Caixin rarely seed this happy and exuberant.
But Zhang Caixin didn’t let him down, after sitting at the table for about ten minutes, she stood up and spoke loudly.
“Dear seniors and fellow brothers, I’m not much of a drinker, so I’ll be taking my leave now. I’m in retreat here, and I hope everyone won’t spread the word outside. If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to inform the Daoist Temple. We’re all abroad, so it’s good to support each other.”
“Stay a while longer,” a tall, handso young man stood up, politely urging her with a smile, “Sister, you’ve only been sitting for half an hour, and you haven’t had much to eat.”
“I’m good,” Zhang Caixin replied with a smile, “Our leader doesn’t allow to go out, and if he finds out, I’d be in trouble.”
The young man paused, forced a laugh, and said, “That Master Feng is good in every way, just a bit too strict.”
Zhang Caixin waved her slender jade hand, speaking in a stern voice, “I can’t stand people talking badly about the leader. Brother, not ntioning Leader’s cultivation level and skills, just based on looks, he outshines you.”
Alright…considering you’re willing to tell the truth, I won’t hold it against you! Feng Jun turned and flew back.
Not long after, Zhang Caixin also returned to the Spirit Gathering Array. Seeing Feng Jun, she was startled, “When did you get here?”
“Less than half an hour ago,” Feng Jun replied with a smile, “didn’t realize your status in the Hongn Sect was so high.”
“Not really,” Zhang Caixin shook her head, raised her hand to take off the hat, revealing her stunningly beautiful face, “it was Tang Wenji who ntioned it to them a few days ago…”
She really wasn’t actively contacting Hongn; she had been here for so ti and never thought of reaching out to Hongn outside the Daoist Temple—in fact, among the sisters, Sister Hong interacted more frequently with Hongn, while she had only limited contacts.
The Little Celestial Master had reached the peak of a High-Rank Martial Master, wanting to return to Maoshan, but couldn’t part with the Spirit Gathering Array here. However, just focusing on cultivation wasn’t feasible, so she used the identity of a Daoist nun to do odd jobs at the Daoist Temple.
A few days ago, two n ca to Rose to buy zongzi, and Rose said there were none—initially, she would usually explain that they weren’t qualified to buy, but saying so often invited trouble, so it was better to simply say there were none.
The two n wouldn’t accept it, squaring their chests up to Rose, saying there were definitely people buying a few days ago, and she’d better think it over before speaking, or else they wouldn’t be polite.
Their argunt beca increasingly intense, and the movents of their hands got larger. Tang Wenji, seeing this from afar, unhesitatingly rushed over and kicked them both, sending them rolling several tis.
The two n were still dissatisfied, getting up to lunge again, but then Elder Lin’s people arrived. Only then did those two curse and leave, saying they’d call the police or sothing.
This sort of brashness wasn’t unusual; the Daoist Temple’s fa was rising locally, but there were always people overstepping.
Rose, however, carelessly responded, fine, go call the police, see if they co.
Elder Lin’s people noticed Tang Wenji and asked if she was from Wudang; the Little Celestial Master introduced herself, also ntioning that Maoshan was currently in revival.
The Hongn people said, we have a junior sister in Luohua, she’s also of the Daoist Lineage.
Tang Wenji showed interest in such a topic, saying, “I know all the people from Luohua, who’s your junior sister?”
They reported the nas Sister Hong and Zhang Caixin, which stunned the Little Celestial Master, “Caixin’s here at the Daoist Temple? Why didn’t I hear her ntion knowing you guys?”
Zhang Caixin ca to Australia under wraps, but Tang Wenji considered Hongn to be trustworthy, and since they also provided security for the Daoist Temple, she didn’t find this info a big deal.
However, upon hearing the news, Elder Lin was restless, Zhang Caixin of Luohua is here? He must et her!
So following Hongn’s rules, he sent a note to the Daoist Temple, stating it was an internal affair of Hongn and hoped they would pass the note without obstruction.
Zhang Caixin received the note, realizing it wouldn’t be right not to et; she was now considered sowhat in the martial world and needed to observe the rules—couldn’t afford the reputation of being ungrateful.
After seeing Zhang Caixin, Elder Lin heard the recent events at the Daoist Temple were all her doing, so he strongly demanded to host and introduce her to the brothers from Hongn.
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