These things were all instructed by Feng Jun. Start a price war, and he doesn’t mind paying high prices for equipnt at first because if the other side dares to follow, he will ensure the opponent rembers what can and cannot be done.
He has long been dissatisfied with those who hoard goods, but since he has reached a certain level, he doesn’t bother with such trivial matters.
As he likes to say—I’ve been ignoring you, but if you keep provoking , then don’t bla for being ruthless.
For him now, there are many ways to be ruthless. Directly eliminating the opponent is the most gratifying, but—there are too many people.
Speculative funds have leaders, which shouldn’t be difficult to deal with, but there is more than one leader, and there are advisors around them. The key is there are many "investors" who drive the speculative funds to stir up trouble.
Among the investors, there are all sorts of people, so simply hoping their assets will grow like a snowball, seeking to gain without effort, while others think bank financial products can’t keep up with CPI and are forced to find a place with a slightly higher interest rate to invest.
So Feng Jun doesn’t want to eliminate all participants; he isn’t cold-blooded to that extent.
Then he sets a trap—want to earn my money? Then taste the feeling of losing it.
Originally, he engaged in this for sentintal reasons, even planning to suppress assets worth tens of billions—because the other side hasn’t even shown the initial form of industrialization, and these goods have no idea how long it will take to sell, maybe seven or eight years, maybe ten or more.
He doesn’t equate paper currency with wealth, preferring to view it as credit from Guojia.
Of course, even if suppressing tens of billions in assets, he still wouldn’t care, for sentint’s sake, it doesn’t matter.
But now soone wants to disrupt his acquisition, so he won’t collect anymore; he might take a year or two to sell what he has already collected—after all, he has brand-new equipnt, and second-hand goods are just a supplent.
In fact, after industrialization begins, everyone will taste the sweetness, and that’s when second-hand equipnt opens up the market—people don’t even know what you’re selling, you bring second-hand equipnt to fool naive kids?
Initially, relying on the affordability of second-hand equipnt to open the market isn’t impossible, but second-hand equipnt wants to sell big ti when industrialization begins, for those with tight budgets who can’t afford expensive but want the cheap.
Or everyone wants to expand market share, crazily increasing production capacity, who would care if the equipnt bought is new or second-hand at that mont?
In short, second-hand equipnt has little use early on; it’s only effective in the mid-to-late stages. Feng Jun’s idea is to quickly help Earth Realm’s manufacturers recover so capital so they can do sothing else—revive assets soon.
Now he doesn’t mind not receiving too much in a rush, sparing his capital usage.
Regarding railway construction, he actually doesn’t want to develop it too early, because it’s destined to only develop in the Secular World. Cultivation World’s flying artifacts are plentiful, even with high-speed rail, competitiveness is still trash, not to ntion steam trains.
But since the second-hand equipnt transaction is to be paused, his massive funds need an outlet, or others might think he’s waiting to buy low in the second-hand market.
So he chose to set up railways, a high-cost investnt, and although he went to the Cultivation World to develop, he’s experienced the hardships of the Mortal Realm and believes the appearance of trains will bring earth-shattering changes to the Mortal Realm.
The Mortal Realm has horses and carts, but Feng Jun’s taken steam locomotive definitely isn’t the prototype train running on wooden tracks—now even custom first-generation products are quite mature.
For the Mortal Realm, it certainly ans earth-shaking changes. Just for traveling alone, horses and carts might be slightly faster in the short term compared to trains, but after running for one or two hours, they’re no match.
For ordinary Mortal people, getting a horse is really hard. With Lang Zhen’s cultivation level and energy, living in Xiaohu Village for years, he still couldn’t afford a horse—Lang’s sister said dad could afford to buy a horse but couldn’t afford to keep it.
Anyway, whether they can afford a horse or even a cart—how much can a cart carry?
So Feng Jun doesn’t doubt that trains will flourish, and as for promotion issues, that’s easy to handle.
However, the funds from Luohua going elsewhere crushed the second-hand equipnt market, slashing prices with so equipnt even approaching scrap value.
The state enterprises are a bit better, although also anxious, not so panicky, but contacting Beauty Lin has beco much more frequent.
Beauty Lin replied, I’m unable to help, as I was just a connector before. Recently you told not to ddle too much, now you want to pressure—I’m curious how you define my role?
This is how karma works; she returned others’ evaluations directly.
But the speculators were miserable and went crazy, many sought Luohua’s people through connections, fortunately, most of Luohua’s mbers went to the Danxia Heaven Secret Realm for trials.
So even found Feng Jun’s father, Feng Wenhui, through connections. Zhang Junyi decisively used the Transfer Matrix Plate to reach Luohua Manor and inford Feng Jun of the situation.
"Why don’t you and Dad co stay at Luohua for a while," Feng Jun hesitated a mont before saying, "Capital can drive people mad."
"There’s no need," Zhang Junyi wasn’t one to be easily frightened, "It’s not convenient for us to stay here, especially with your chaotic lifestyle, Mom’s not very used to it. Anyway, there’s a defensive formation in the mountains, and with the protective talisman and thunder talisman you gave, dealing with a few petty thieves shouldn’t be a problem."
Feng Jun felt a bit ashad hearing his mom describe his life as chaotic, but... in the end, there was no going back, so there was nothing more to say, "Alright then, I’ll handle things with Wang Li."
Wang Li was the ssenger, and in the past, Feng Jun would have called him Uncle Li, but now he addressed him by na.
"Be tactful," Zhang Junyi warned him, "He’s your dad’s old friend, and they used to visit each other often."
Indeed, Wang Li had a good relationship with Feng Wenhui. Later, he made so money in business, mostly lived at Yuyuan, and occasionally returned to Chaoyang for a while. However, as their statuses gradually diverged, their friendship faded.
Later, as Feng Wenhui rose powerfully, their interactions gradually resud, naturally without much effort.
Those asking him to intercede knew about his relationship with Feng Wenhui, and he felt that even if he couldn’t persuade Lao Feng, it wouldn’t hurt to ntion it— the key was, he knew that the forces behind the people asking him to do the favor were quite formidable.
Zhang Junyi knew her son could be ruthless, so she had to remind him not to go too far.
Feng Jun pondered for a mont, nodded, and agreed, "Since that’s your intention, Mom, I’ll do as you say."
Originally, he intended to send soone casually to deal with Wang Li, but since his mom said so, it was better for him to handle it personally.
That evening, he went to Yuyuan and directly knocked on Wang Li’s door.
When Wang Li saw him, he was initially pleased, but then his face darkened when he noticed the seven or eight strong n behind him, "Dou Jiahui... what brings you to my ho?"
Dou Jiahui, hands in pockets, smiled and said, "I heard Boss Wang, you’ve been short on cash lately. I bought this house; you should head south."
Wang Li had just returned from the south and started two optical shops at Yuyuan, so how could he be short on cash?
Hearing the other’s words, he understood they wanted to drive him out of Yuyuan, so he looked at Feng Jun, "Xiao Jun, yesterday I just ntioned it to your dad, he didn’t agree, and I didn’t say anything further... Do we have to end up this way?"
Feng Jun sized him up, expressionless, and asked, "Do you know how big this deal is?"
"Seems like... a few tens of millions," Wang Li replied, bracing himself, "Their goods are stuck in their hands, willing to sell cheap."
"They’re planning to squeeze tens of billions from ," Feng Jun looked at him and asked calmly, "I wonder, Wang Li... why do you think you carry that much weight? My parents don’t even intervene on my behalf."
Wang Li was startled to hear it was tens of billions. He admitted to himself that for a project worth tens of millions, he might dare to stick his neck out, but tens of billions... that was beyond his reach.
"I really didn’t know, I just thought it was an old acquaintance, assuming it was tens of millions, a win-win situation... Xiao Jun, I watched you grow up, am I the kind of person who harms people?"
Feng Jun looked at him and sighed after a long pause, "You’re not wrong, but they can’t ss with , so they went to my dad... this kind of behavior can’t be indulged, I have to deal with you."
Wang Li nodded straightforwardly, "I made a mistake by choosing my friends poorly, I own up to it... but if I have to move out of here, starting over will be hard, Xiao Jun, I’m not as young as I used to be, can you cut so slack?"
"Then you and your family pack up and co with ," Feng Jun waved his hand, "Close the store for two months first."
It’s not that he was heartless, but he knew Wang Li well enough. The man wouldn’t wake up early without profit in sight, and if he dared to ddle in such a big matter, there must be gain involved. Since it was for profit, losing so profit was normal.
Wang Li hesitated before speaking, "If the store doesn’t open, it’ll lose popularity."
"Dead n can’t run a store," a short but sturdily built man spoke. He was Dou Jiahui’s brother-in-law, and he said coldly, "Brother Jun is already showing you a lot of respect by sparing you."
This was why Feng Jun brought Dou Jiahui. So things were not suitable for him to say, but Dou Jiahui’s n didn’t need to worry about those niceties.
Feng Jun taking them away wasn’t to illegally detain them but to place them in a secluded courtyard in Chaoyang, taking away their mobile phones and such, leaving them only with TV, creating the illusion of their disappearance.
Then he found the guy who instructed Wang Li to do things. His original intention was to turn the person into a fool, but as luck would have it, when he went over, that guy was wandering the street.
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