Chapter 875: Chapter 875 New Business Chapter 875: Chapter 875 New Business Facing Yang Yuxin’s request, Mayor Xiang organized his words and slowly began to speak.
“Actually, I have always been supportive of your plan, but soone put forward a more reasonable suggestion… What I’m saying is it could increase Zhengyang governnt’s revenue by several tis, and with higher-ups signaling support, I can’t just refuse without any reason.”
“But you could have discussed it with ,” Yang Yuxin spoke without any expression, “Instead, you did nothing to notify , afraid to be connected with Ji Yuan… Do you think that was appropriate?”
What’s inappropriate about that? I’m the mayor of Zhengyang! Mayor Xiang grumbled inwardly, but at that mont, he could only force a smile and say, “I just wanted to get so real work done… Oh, and by the way, now I support you, Old Zhou might just change his mind again.”
The ‘Old Zhou’ he spoke of was, of course, Zhou Shuji.
However, Yang Yuxin didn’t pay attention to these words. She knew all along that Zhou Shuji’s stance from a while back was to oppose for the sake of opposing, and as for changing sides… she had seen it so often that she had grown accustod to it.
She just indicated, “If there is anyone else who wants to support that side, rember to give a heads up, okay?”
Mayor Xiang thought for a mont and then slowly nodded, “I’ll have my secretary keep in touch with the people from Ji Yuan… How’s that?”
Once the two had agreed on how to proceed, Mayor Xiang finally left Luohua Manor.
After Mayor Xiang returned, he presented the requests of Luohua Manor and ntioned that if negotiations truly can’t be agreed upon, we should also consider the image of the Zhengyang governnt. We can’t just acquire land because we say so, perhaps… we should think about operating in another location.
However, his guess was spot on: Zhou Shuji expressed opposition again, saying that while the image of Zhengyang governnt was important, we can’t just let businessn make demands on the governnt at will—four square kiloters in exchange for twenty square kiloters, that’s quite a greedy demand!
Zhou Shuji even quite rudely declared, “If we agree to such terms, it would amount to national humiliation… the new age’s Treaty of Xin Chou, and we would beco the sinners of history!”
The executive deputy also tactfully expressed, “A bad precedent can’t be set carelessly.”
Yang Yuxin soon received this news. It happened to coincide with Zhou Shuji’s brother-in-law, who was currently making strides in his career.
The brother-in-law held a position at one of the big four banks, and Director Yang contacted Feng Jun, saying she planned to find soone to bend the rules.
Feng Jun analyzed Zhou Shuji’s words and realized that the bastard was only opposing the conditions he had proposed, not completely against the proposition—He didn’t even show any intention of supporting the governnt of Zhengyang’s land acquisition.
The exchange proposal he put forward was originally for only ten square kiloters, but Mayor Xiang increased it to twenty square kiloters to make the operation more difficult—indeed, Zhou Shuji’s strong opposition actually wasn’t such a bad thing.
Of course, Feng Jun wasn’t feeling so great about it—his image at least had turned rather poor.
So he stated, “Let’s just hold off on that guy for now, see what the vice provincial governor has to say.”
The vice provincial governor didn’t say much, as he went abroad for an inspection visit the next day—a trip that had been scheduled three months ago with a series of activities arranged by the foreign side. Even if he wanted to support Young Master Dou, he couldn’t possibly stay in the country.
So now, the performance of the mber of the national committee had to be observed to see if any more trouble would arise.
But that person was excessively outrageous, directly bringing the matter to the top leader of the provincial governnt. Of course, such a move couldn’t necessarily be said to be wrong—since the vice governor in charge wasn’t present, the only option was to report up the chain.
Yang Yuxin was sowhat fed up, “If all else fails, I’ll just have to ask my uncle to give the provincial governnt a heads up.”
Indeed, up to now, Eldest Gu didn’t even know she was doing all these things in Funiu; she was using her own and her deceased husband’s resources at most… just leveraging her relationship with her uncle to make others wary.
Eldest Gu’s signal isn’t sothing that can be easily given out. Just like how Dou Shao handled this matter, he didn’t ask Elder Dou to intervene directly.
Of course, with Eldest Gu’s status, it was very likely he already knew about her activities in Zhengyang but just hadn’t taken it to heart yet.
Feng Jun thought a mont and then voiced out, “Forget it, we should just act directly against Young Master Dou.”
He had just dealt with Mayor Xiang; how could he expect that it would involve the top leader of the provincial governnt?
The leader of the provincial governnt hadn’t made a stance yet, but Feng Jun felt there was no need to wait for it. Otherwise, with Young Master Dou’s penchant for ruffling feathers, who knew how many others he could drag down with him—he couldn’t possibly deal with them all, could he?
Right now, he had taken care of the directly responsible person, Zhengyang’s top city official. As long as Mayor Xiang could hold his ground, he would have the base he needed—at worst, he’d just deal with Zhou Shuji when he stirred up trouble again.
As for the provincial level… let it be, too much to handle. What he had to consider now was getting rid of Young Master Dou. As long as he could control the source, who else could cause further trouble?
But thinking about another trip to the capital, he felt a headache coming on. Surely he can’t keep running there every other day?
Yang Yuxin wanted to persuade him not to ss with Young Master Dou rashly, as it would drive the Dou Family crazy, and would also pose a serious threat to other big bosses—ssing with soone like that in the capital would have extrely negative consequences.
But after making two phone calls, she obviously breathed a sigh of relief. “That guy has been frequenting Zhengyang lately, and if sothing happened in Zhengyang, well… that would be quite the spectacle.”
Second-generation elites don’t dare to show off too much in the capital, but they beco reckless away from it. However, they also receive more protection in the capital, and it tends to be more relaxed in other places—after all, they are not of the first generation and cannot enjoy certain levels of hospitality.
Of course, if it is in the second generation’s traditional territory, they would be afforded even more protection, but such cases are rare—no further explanation needed.
As for Young Master Dou specifically, Funiu is not the traditional territory of the Dou Family; he doesn’t have the influence to command instant obedience, so the level of security around him would not be very high.
Feng Jun also thought so, concluding that taking action in Zhengyang would certainly be better than making a move all the way in the capital.
While the two of them were talking, the guard called over the intercom, saying that Guan Shanyue from Magu Mountain had co and brought three people with her.
Feng Jun instructed the guards to let them in, as Director Guan had already given him a heads-up.
Guan Shanyue had co to purchase another batch of Tri-Life Wine and, at the sa ti, she ntioned that she wanted to discuss so matters with Master Feng.
For purchasing Tri-Life Wine, Gao Qiang’s hospitality would have been sufficient, but for the sake of maintaining good relations with the four Daoist Sects, Feng Jun did not want to be impolite. Other people from Danxia Heaven could be handed over to Gao Qiang, but for Guan Shanyue, he would personally attend to her.
Of course, Mountain Master Feng did not need to wait at the mountain gate, which was a concrete sign that his status had been swiftly rising of late.
Director Guan’s condition this ti was much better than before, and she directly stated that she wanted to buy a hundred cases of Tri-Life Wine and Tri-Life Old Wine, which amounted to over forty million yuan, without need for borrowing money like the last ti.
It turned out that Tri-Life Wine was selling well on Magu Mountain; many people from the provincial capitals made special trips to purchase it, and currently, only a small amount of “trial packs” remained. Danxia Heaven would still dare to purchase on credit under such circumstances, despite its financial difficulties.
However, Guan Shanyue’s visit was not only for purchasing but also to request Feng Jun’s help in treating a patient.
The patient was not old, just over thirty, nad Ren Zhixiang. His father was a minor leader in a state-owned enterprise, but he himself chose to beco a businessman. In just seven or eight years, he had made significant strides, amassing a fortune of over one hundred million.
But because he had been so fiercely competitive in the business world, overexerting too much energy and constantly attending social engagents, drinking himself nearly to death every day, he had suffered a stroke just as he had passed thirty.
He had the stroke last spring and spent three months bedridden before he started to recover, but even then, he was only able to walk around.
That’s when he began to take an interest in health preservation. He handed his company over to his older brother to manage, while he himself sought secret redies and experts in hopes of quickly regaining his health.
But a disease like stroke, which seed manageable before its onset, becos virtually impossible to completely cure after it happens.
Ren Zhixiang had visited Wudang and Maoshan and practiced health-preserving Cultivation Techniques like Tai Chi, Baduanjin, and the Five Animal Frolics. His health had significantly improved since last year, but he was still far from recovery.
He had received a small bottle of Spiritual Wine as a trial from Magu Mountain. After finding it effective, he imdiately bought a case of Tri-Life Wine and a case of Tri-Life Old Wine.
Ren Zhixiang was in the middle of his recovery and could not drink much, limited to a small cup each day. Frustrated by this slow pace, he sought out Guan Shanyue in person, wanting to know where the Tri-Life Wine was produced.
The problem was he was too young, barely over thirty. He didn’t want to spend the rest of his life trembling and sickly; he longed to be a normal person again.
Originally, Guan Shanyue did not want to reveal information, but given that the other party was a Great Lay Buddhist of Danxia Heaven and was in quite a pitiable state, and knowing that Feng Jun was also treating patients, she decided to call Feng Jun—will you take this case?
Stroke recovery… Feng Jun pondered for a mont and thought this could be a service worth promoting, so he decided to take the case.
Ren Zhixiang was quite decisive, bringing ten million in cash for the consultation fee when he arrived.
In the past year, he had spent a great deal of money on treatnt and encountered so swindlers. However, he had considerable trust in Magu Mountain.
After entering Luohua Manor, Ren Zhixiang’s trust deepened even more—owning such a large piece of land near Zhengyang, how much would that cost? If soone with such wealth was a swindler, what level of swindler would that be?
Feng Jun diagnosed him and then stated, “Though you’ve severely depleted your vitality and blood essence, you’ve been replenishing for over a year now. Your current pace of replenishing is fine. Moderation is key… there’s no need for more dicines to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the source.”
Ren Zhixiang was aware of the difference between Tri-Life Wine and Old Wine. It was the sensation of strengthening the foundation and cultivating the source, and the price difference was in that too. So he stated, I really want to get better faster because I’m afraid that if the recovery is slow, I won’t be able to get back to my previous condition.
Feng Jun analyzed it and said, while I can’t provide dicine for strengthening the foundation and cultivating the source, I can help you clear your ridians and expel so impurities from your body. However, this process will be quite painful.
Ren Zhixiang imdiately responded, I’m not afraid of pain. Don’t worry about ; although I’m just a small business owner, I’ve really been through quite a bit of hardship since I was young. If it weren’t for overextending myself, why would I have suffered a stroke so young?
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