Chapter 1523: Chapter 1523: As Long as the Elders Are Happy
Does Feng Jun hate this second uncle? Not really. He’s seen too many refined self-serving people.
In the end, when he initially wanted that number, he thought he was dealing with a relative, but then he understood. If you don’t consider me as family, then I’m foolish to try to force it. But from now on, don’t expect me to treat you as family either.
There was a little drama afterward; he didn’t pursue that deal largely because of this second uncle — who was the assistant general manager at the time. People didn’t like him, so why make things awkward by pushing it?
He’s long put this matter behind him, but seeing this person doesn’t lift his spirits.
But since he’s returned this time, he certainly doesn’t want to upset his parents, so this matter… let’s move on. After all, his parents’ relationships are theirs, and his are his own.
Honestly, if he really bore a grudge, with someone like his second uncle, he just needs to say a word, and there are plenty willing to act on his behalf — most who understand his abilities now want to curry favor with him but have no chance.
Not family anymore, but not necessarily enemies either. Letting it pass seems good… Time doesn’t wait, seasons flow.
Of course, if the old man wants to take care of the second uncle, that’s his business. He won’t interfere.
So he just smiled lightly, too lazy even to say “I don’t hold a grudge.”
Zhang Junyi earnestly remarked, “Back then, it was really hard for Xiao Jun, and he didn’t share his hardships with the family. Second brother, you should have helped him.”
Her words were mild, her attitude amicable, but why does Feng Jun admire his mother? It’s due to her incredible ability to say and do things with such finesse, just one sentence and his second uncle was left ashamed.
Of course, if she were just an ordinary grocery store owner, others might just laugh it off after hearing it — without awe-inspiring strength, no matter how well-spoken you are, it’s useless.
But now, her son is Feng Jun, and that’s quite different. People ponder over her words.
Chastisement was mild, yet clear discontent was evident.
Thus, the second uncle could only nod with a wry smile, “Big sis’s criticism is right, I was too concerned with my own difficulties then, and neglected it.”
Zhang Junyi glanced at him, pursed her lips, and didn’t bother to speak further. In fact, her displeasure with this person exceeded Feng Jun’s imagination. Indeed, this is a mother’s feelings for her son.
It’s just that, since he’s a relative from her husband’s side, she would give just enough criticism.
In this regard, Feng Wenhui was indeed not as good as her. He cheerfully laughed, “Men, you can’t succeed without some tough experiences right? I’ve entrusted you with the bathhouse construction, and money won’t be short for you.”
So, it turns out the second uncle secured the bathhouse construction.
It’s not just the few bathrooms in the villa, but a large bathhouse open to the public, with hot springs for bathing — basically a hot water pool, sauna rooms, and even outdoor hot spring baths.
It’s rare to do this in deep mountains, but Feng Jun thought, having a swimming pool here is less sensible than having a big bathhouse. His parents are aging and should pay attention to health-preservation.
As for the swimming pool? There is one, and Feng Wenhui said he likes swimming. Feng Jun suggested a cold-water pool — if you find ten meters not enough, you can dig a twenty-five-meter pool nearby?
Anyway, the piece of land in Chaoyang was a subject for the Feng Family of three to discuss how to develop.
Feng Wenhui really made a twenty-five-meter-long cold-water pool, and it’s outdoors. Feng Jun thought three meters wide would suffice, but Feng’s father insisted that without five meters wide, it wouldn’t feel right — not even an opponent for competition.
Zhang Junyi commented, it’d be fine without opponents. They could just set a water valve at the end — it would be more like a river — I’d like to see if you can reach the end!
So, the budget for the bathhouse the second uncle undertook was over 20 million, and since he’s from Yangcheng, his concepts are fresh, able to reasonably propose some rational suggestions. Feng Wenhui thought, whoever gets this money, it’s earned, better to favor family.
Feng Jun only participated in the design discussions. As for the later specific design, bidding, payments, he didn’t manage — let his parents handle it as they wish.
The old couple lived somewhat restrained lives, their son not having great capabilities, unable to break out from those restraining times — that’s something to consider in the Mahayana Realm, but they should feel what it’s like to hold one’s head high, to have weight in their voice.
As for who his father wants to give the project to — as long as he’s happy!
Actually, he doesn’t think anyone can take advantage of his parents. His mother has a great overall perspective, and as for details… Feng Wenhui has dealt with small businesses all his life. Who can cheat him on details?
In the end, his parents cooperating is genuinely like a perfect blend of double-edged swords, invincible in the world!
Just that, until now, they hadn’t had such a chance to prove their abilities.
At least their son fought to get them this opportunity.
On this point, Feng Jun had a bit of pride, and as for the possibility of the second uncle making a lot from this project, he honestly didn’t care. As long as his parents were happy, that was fine—at most it’s about five to six million, they could achieve that by taking in just one more cancer patient.
The second uncle hesitated for a moment, glanced at Feng Jun, and cautiously spoke, “Big brother, we also need to talk about the 5G signal coverage issue, this is very important. In the future, it can achieve seamless connection to 6G and is an important part of the Internet of Things.”
“I don’t understand this,” Feng Wenhui replied frankly, “You talk to Xiao Jun.”
5G coverage and 6G nano-antennas? Although Feng Jun was an arts major, he could still come up with countless questions.
However, he was very sorry to say that he didn’t even have the interest to ask questions. He just smiled, “I don’t understand either, Dad, you talk about it.”
But the second uncle, having been involved with the bathhouse for a while now, clearly knew what was going on with his elder brother—in the end, the entire mountain area was bought by his big nephew, and the money his big brother spent was also given by his big nephew.
Even his big brother didn’t want to spend so much money, but his big nephew gave it, out of filial piety, and his big brother couldn’t refuse, right?
The things he was proposing now had to be nodded at by his big nephew, otherwise, regardless of whether his big brother had the financial capability, he couldn’t take such a big risk with such a large investment!
So he looked at Feng Jun, “I need to talk to you in detail about the situation here, it involves a large investment.”
“You don’t have to tell me,” Feng Jun waved his hand and spoke coolly, “Talk to my dad… okay?”
The second uncle felt a bit headache, he spread his hands helplessly, “But your dad doesn’t understand… it’s not a matter of knowledge structure, it’s that you’re younger and more receptive to new things.”
Feng Jun smiled again, “You should still talk to my dad… Honestly, I really don’t hold a grudge against you. To me, you’re just an outsider. My dad is willing to acknowledge you, so why not talk to him?”
The second uncle felt a stuffy breath in his chest that he couldn’t hold back, “I am your elder, right? I was wrong at the time, and I’ve apologized now, right? So now I want to discuss something with you, why are you acting like this?”
“Second uncle, I don’t quite understand what you’re saying,” Feng Jun took out a cigarette, didn’t offer it to the second uncle, lit it himself, and asked, turning his head, “What, second uncle, you’ve got it so good… my dad isn’t worthy of talking business with you?”
“Xiao Jun,” Gazi’s mom spoke up, “Speak properly, your parents are here, it’s not your place to talk to your elders!”
She really meant well with her words, in Chaoyang… or rather in the Yuyuan area, this was the vibe, respect for the elderly!
As long as there are elders present, the younger generation must be measured when speaking—it’s not that you can’t speak, but you must not go too far.
How to say, some call it a bad habit, but it’s also a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation—an elder’s words may not all be obeyed, but they mustn’t be ignored!
“He Niang, I don’t mean anything else,” Feng Jun smiled as he spread his hands, with a cigarette in his mouth, “I asked second uncle to talk to my dad, he’s insistent on talking to me, you can’t blame me… of course, Gazi is surely more good-tempered than me.”
The second uncle felt helpless, and indeed regretted in his heart—if he had known this kid could develop to this point, he would’ve been more lenient back then, giving some leeway. Wouldn’t things be much better now?
But then again, he truly didn’t think much of Feng Jun back then, just thought of him as a country relative—a 985 graduate, so what? Big deal, I’m a secondary school graduate, and back then, at least three 985 graduates worked under me, didn’t they all obediently listen to me?
Many people dislike the term “following the powerful and trampling on the weak,” but at the same time, most people do just that.
But now, he didn’t intend to be polite anymore, that really didn’t work—back to business, “This coverage, to complete it in this area of over ten square kilometers, will require at least two hundred million, this sum of money… my big brother probably can’t come up with it.”
Two hundred million is a conservative estimate, of course, this is assuming the area is developed very well in the future, what it’s valued at now wouldn’t even reach twenty million. It’s just thinking that if it somehow becomes a popular scenic area in the future, it won’t be a matter of money.
The second uncle believed this area had the potential to become popular, it was beautiful with lush mountains and clear waters, although a bit remote, but the roads were well built.
Invest two hundred million now, hope to recover perhaps a billion in the future.
Of course, the most crucial point is, there’s a difference between setting up your own network and the operator’s network setup—if you set up your own, all the equipment and facilities would be self-invested, but if the operator sets up the network, then ordinary folks have nothing to do with it.
And right now, within this area of over ten square kilometers, it was all under Feng Jun’s control.
He could set up his own network, or invite operators to invest.
But the second uncle sincerely suggested—the network should be held in your own hands, 5G and 6G hold great potential.
No matter how poorly things go, once you lay out the network, as long as your tourist spot retains some appeal and drawing power, someone will inevitably buy your infrastructure.
The only concern he had now was: Nephew, you have to set up the network first.
If you don’t have something to sell, how can we proceed?