The second uncle has his own design, and he cannot say that there is no reason for the future design.

But Feng Jun glanced at him and turned directly away, leaving no words.

He doesn't think he is rude. He has made it clear that you should talk to my dad, but you have to talk to me-why, is my dad not worthy to talk to you?

The second uncle was really anxious when he saw it. He stood up and took two steps, "Xiaojun, I heard that you are still making crude oil?"

"Huh?" Feng Jun wondered, you are really not afraid of death.

He turned his head and asked with a weird expression, "Who told you this news?"

"Tell the hearsay, hear the hearsay," the second uncle said with a smiley face, "all say that you can get cheap crude oil, right?"

Feng Jun heard that, it became more and more strange, "You used to do factory management, now you are building a bathroom, and you want to engage in communication, and you want to toss crude oil ... I am strange, what is your main business?"

"What makes money and what does it," Uncle still lost his smile, "I also do import and export in Yangcheng, if I make crude oil ..."

"There is no possibility," Feng Jun waved his hand and replied very simply, "Do you know who is playing crude oil? It's not that I look down upon you, just because of your small size, it's not enough for others to blow it at a stretch. Finger grind! "

The second uncle was really embarrassed to hear the junior talk to himself, but in front of the huge benefits, these embarrassments are really not worth mentioning, "Isn't this you? Who can't give you a face if you open your mouth? "

Is there something wrong with you? Feng Jun's brow furrowed slightly, "As you say, since the source of the goods is mine, even if you want me to settle things, then why should you make money ... Are you worried that I won't sell?"

"I ..." The second uncle's mouth stumbled, "I have money."

Feng Jun laughed, and then asked in disbelief, "Are you sure you are telling me ... Are you rich?"

The second uncle was a little embarrassed, but the other party had the owner of Wallet Hill. He replied, "I'm sure you don't have the money, but I can raise a lot of money, three or five billion is not a big problem, money. Things, isn't it better? "

Feng Jun rolled his eyes and was too lazy to discuss with him again, "This money ... Forget it, I'll tell you, I don't dare to touch this business. You're brave, not to find death."

Then his face fell and asked the question he was most concerned about, "I ask again: Who told you that I am making crude oil?"

The second uncle saw that he refused so altogether, and finally couldn't hold back the anger, "Come on, don't do it, don't do it, you don't have to judge me like a prisoner? How can I be your elder."

"Yeah," Gazi's mother helped aside, "Xiaojun, why is he also an elder, come and talk to He Niang."

Feng Jun ignored He Niang, but shook his head at the second uncle and said helplessly, "I've never seen stupid people like you ... Do you think someone tells you that the news is for you? Maybe it's hurting you ! "

He paused, his eyes screamed, "Someone hurts you, I don't care, anyway, you are stupid enough, but someone wants to hit your dad and mother by hurting you, that's really not good Blame me for turning my head away. "

Second Uncle heard this and carefully glanced at the middle-aged man next to him, before shaking his head, "June, you think too much."

"Don't you say it," Feng Jun frowned, "believe me or not, a call, someone asked you to drink tea before dark?"

try {mad1 (\ 'gad2 \');} catch (ex) {} "Farewell, Mr. Feng," the middle-aged man next to the second uncle said, "Let's talk about something."

I knew it was you! Feng Jun glanced at him, "There is no discussion, let's say, who sent you, what is the purpose?"

"It must be in the petrochemical industry," the middle-aged man said right. "We have no intention to offend Mr. Feng, but your supply is too unbalanced, or Hua Xiacoin settlement. This makes us very passive. In the petrochemical industry, we cannot be alone. Great. "

"This is inexplicable," Feng Jun shook his head in tears, "If you have any opinions, please go to Yu Yu, what's with me!"

"Yu Sansan?" The second uncle looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously, and said to him who this is?

The middle-aged people are too lazy to take care of him at the moment. In fact, just as Feng Jun guessed, they found the second uncle and only wanted to drag Feng Wenhui and his wife into the water. Too.

Therefore, he answered directly, "Yu President there, we have contacted more than ten times, but he refused to contact us. We are also forced to help but want to go to Luohua to find you, but there are too many door gods at your door."

Feng Jun took out his mobile phone and swiped twice, then raised his head and said, "Lin's, given that you are a first-time offender, I will moderately startle your son ... it won't be so cheap next time."

This smell changed his face, and he pointed to Feng Jun, "You, you ... won't be as bad as your wife and son, President Feng you passed!"

Feng Jun's expression is quite weird, "You can harass my parents, I can't harm your wife and children, I think ... you have the strength to run for the president of Maiguo."

The middle-aged man named Lin took a deep breath, pressed the fire in his heart, and slowly said, "Feng, that's not what you said. I'm also asking your parents and your uncle for money. I didn't intend to harm anyone."

"You can pull it down," Feng Jun sneered. "But it's just taking my parents as a gun ... oil, Yu's third dare not intervene. You involve my parents. Do you call it harmless? "

Here, he looked sideways at his parents, "Yu Laosan is Yu Lao's third son Yu Zhiyuan."

Feng Wenhui was a little confused, "Yu Lao, which Yu Lao?"

"Old Feng, you're the brain," Zhang Junyi glanced at him helplessly, and he hated it a little bit. "How many people in our country can be said to be old? Of course it is the one who is the one who is a bull."

"It's him?" Feng Wenhui was horrified, and then glanced at his second uncle, "You still ... really can't do it for me."

"No, I didn't expect it to be like this," the second uncle heard, and was also terrified. "I just thought, selling oil is very profitable ..."

Zhang Junyi gave him a glance, and he couldn't help it. "Second brother, it's very profitable to grab a bank."

"Sister-in-law ..." The second uncle always felt that the sister-in-law was quite polite. I was a bit ashamed to hear this. "I just think that Xiaojun can cooperate with the public. Let's make money privately, don't we have more?"

"Second brother, don't talk about it," Feng Wenhui finally spoke out. He also knew what kind of thing he almost encountered, but according to his conscience, he was still kind and did not get angry.

He just said, "If you can do it, you have done the bath, don't say anything else. If you are disappointed with your elder brother and don't want to do the bath, then you are free."

Feng Jun did not get entangled any more, but turned and walked out of the yard.

The man with the surname Lin pulled his feet and chased him out, "Mr. Feng, I know it's wrong. Your grown-up doesn't remember the villain, please spare me this time."

try {mad1 (\ 'gad2 \');} catch (ex) {} "Impossible," Feng Jun shook his head and said lightly, "I dare to hit my mind on my parents, if I spare you, I do n’t know how many people think that I ca n’t mention the knife. "

The man with the surname Lin said with a bitter smile, "But I am also working for the public, and people cannot help themselves in rivers and lakes."

"You don't talk about this with me," Feng Jun smiled coldly, and then his eyes rolled again, "Otherwise, whoever you said instructed you, I'll find you to lead your family."

"Don't introduce," this news suddenly startled, and hesitated for a long time before his heart crossed, "You said it was just intimidation, right? That's still my son ... please remember to raise your hand high."

He hesitated, took out a card, and put it in his hands, "This is a one hundred thousand bearer card, please accept it."

Feng Jun didn't pick up the card, just glanced at the other party disdainfully, "This sells his son? I really look at your morality."

The man with the surname Lin laughed, "Did your father just say that too? Boy, it doesn't matter if you beat."

This time, Feng Jun did not know what to say.

He secretly made up his mind to pass on the news of this person to those groups with vested interests-he would not go to deal with a child specially, but once the grievances of some people broke out, the means would never be gentle.

Next, Feng Jun didn't meet those people again, even Gazi's parents, after hearing that he was doing something, did not talk to him again-now Xiaojun has grown to a height they can't reach. ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The old couple went down the mountain before dark. Before leaving, He Niang came over to say hello. At the same time, he asked him to help pay attention to Lu Xiaoning's personal problems.

Feng Jun could only report it with a wry smile. Before he went to Zhengyang with him, Ga Zi was very envious of those married classmates-he also wanted to get married, but his ultimate dream was to be able to marry a divorced woman .

There is no way, the family is so poor, he is sick again, if he can marry a woman who is not disabled, it is already very good, divorce is not a problem at all-it doesn't matter if you take children.

But now, Gazi is different. The family urged him many times, and he couldn't be in a hurry. When Feng Jun was instructed to spread the word, he actually asked back, "When will you get married, Jun?"

Feng Jun felt that it would be impossible for him to get married in his life, so ... he was really not qualified to persuade Gazi.

Gazi's parents went down the mountain and took the two middle-aged people, leaving a few workers on the construction site.

Feng Jun finally had time to help his parents to check the cultivation progress, and it felt pretty good. My father fell into the third floor, and my mother was on the top of the third floor. Only one opportunity was needed to enter the middle level.

Compared to the group of Luohua, Erlao's cultivation speed is of course very slow, but it must be taken into account that these two men started training only after running for five. It is already quite difficult.

Anyway, Feng Jun left enough resources. He did n’t ask what kind of height his father and mother could cultivate to live longer and enjoy some of the pride brought by his son.

After giving some suggestions on cultivation, he talked about the intention of the man named Lin.

(Updated to summon the monthly ticket.)