C2

"I wonder why Master Feng is looking for me?" Feng said with a smile. However, there was no trace of a smile in Feng's eyes. His gaze was so cold that it could cause chills to run down one's spine.

"Oh? Monarch Ji has a good eye, but I wonder, how did you manage to see through it? " Master Feng asked with a smile.

"Your Excellency is wearing a sports coat and hiking shoes that cover your figure, but your hands reveal too much information. The fact that you have strong and sturdy hands means that you must have crawled around in the lower levels of society. The most important thing is, on the way here, I noticed that you have a faint sandalwood scent. I am almost certain that you are Master Feng Si, the King of Coal. I just wonder why Master Feng is looking for me. " After Feng said this, he found that Master Feng was still unmoved.

"I just want to see for myself what it's like to be a representative who has mastered the rules of this city. By the way, I would like to know if this person is worthy enough to be my helper." Master Feng's eyes flashed with wisdom and provocation.

"What do you think now?" Feng was still careless.

"There is indeed something unique about the judgement and insight of a Monarch. However, isn't it a little too much to go to the meeting alone today when I hear that you are a scholar who is powerless?"

Feng Xiaoxiao, "Mingzi, come and greet the famous Master Feng!" Mingzi rushed over and clasped his hands, "Greetings Master Feng."

"This is." Fourth Master Feng suddenly stopped talking. He saw Mingzi break the purple clay teapot on the table into several pieces, as if it was a walnut cake. So it turns out to be the presence of an expert. This is too sudden. "

"Then may I ask Master Feng what is the matter? Why is it necessary for me to use this' powerless' scholar?" Feng also felt a little indignant in his heart. After all, the feeling of being suspected by others wasn't very pleasant.

Master Feng's face was stern as he said: "This matter is out of the ordinary. Brother Feng, please move to a more humble house."

"I'm not a woman, and I don't need breasts."

Master Feng's house was not some cave wolf nest, it was just that there were more than a hundred people watching over the house, there were a few Tibetan characters at the door, and there was also a monitoring system without any blind spots. The style of the house dress was distinct in black and white, but it had an ancient style. In the hall, there was an unsigned "The world is at peace", it was unknown whose hand it was written by. Master Feng was also drinking his tea, but it was a very old tea. Feng Feng took a sip as he was really not interested in this pickled water like tea soup.

"I wonder what Master Feng wants?" Feng was also impolite. Since he had come, he didn't need to speak any further. After all, there were only four people in the inner chamber, Master Feng and himself. Even Ming Zi was sitting in the outer chamber.

"As a Monarch, he is extremely intelligent. I think he must have smelled something recently." However, Fourth Master Feng was not in a hurry and immediately tossed the question to him.

"Substitute is a nickname that our brothers randomly gave us. Master Four, please don't take it too seriously. I'm sorry, but calling you Little Brother Feng is already a great honor." "Being so courteous to Fourth Master Feng, Feng really cannot handle it." "Speaking of which, I have also noticed some clues. Recently, the price of the cases I've been working on has risen by 30%, and there are signs of anger from the fights rising as well. It seems like someone is intentionally causing trouble, but I have yet to figure out who did it."

"Brother Feng, you're too modest. I don't have that many sources of information from you. I only know that all 187 coal mines in my possession are losing money this month."

"It's that serious?"

"There was a large influx of low-priced coal, and transportation costs rose. The officials seemed to be looking for trouble as well, with a 3% increase per ton of coal being drawn."

"Then who does Fourth Master think did it?" It wasn't that Feng didn't know the answer.

"Little brother, why are you toying with this old man. I think you should understand this already. Why not write a name for each of us?"

Feng Feng made a line on his phone, and Master Feng wrote a word with his tea. It was surprisingly also a beam.

The two of them both smiled, and both of them had bitter smiles on their faces.

If Mister Liang tried to interfere, it would be really troublesome. Mr. Liang was well-known in the northeast. When he was famous, Feng was a good kid who studied at school. Mister Liang was actually a very kind person, but when he wasn't kind, he truly wasn't a person. He was a god! Legend has it that there was a boss who wanted to build a paper mill, and there was nothing wrong with that. The mistake was that the location of the paper mill was located in the air vent of Mr. Liang's villa, which was actually not very close at all, at least ten kilometers away. However, Mr. Liang calmly told the owner of the paper mill, "You should move to my house." Unfortunately, the boss was someone who did not know his place. "Move? Why? Will you help me move it? " Mister Liang left without a word.

The next day, countless laborers came to the construction site of the paper mill. Each of them carried a knitting bag and a bag of bricks on their back before leaving. The owner of the paper mill wanted to stop them, but they had too many people on their side. In a single day, his factory disappeared. Empty. Now, did Mister Liang lay his hands on this city because of the underground coal mines? Or something else? Master Feng, on the other hand, actually invited me to deal with such a monster. No, it's a god. Do I have to agree?

"Why do I have to deal with him? Give me a reason. " Feng said calmly.

"All I know is that if Mr. Liang were to swallow my coal mine, the price of the coal would increase by at least 20%. The price of the whole area would rise, the gangs in the northeast would invade, and the security on the streets would be difficult to maintain." Master Feng did not seem to be surprised by Feng's rejection. Moreover, he seemed to be very confident that Feng would eventually agree to his request.

"But my power is simply not enough to deal with Mister Liang." Feng said coldly. He was a substitute monarch, not a lunatic.

"All of the Feng Family's businesses can be placed on top of this gamble. As long as the most basic capital chain is guaranteed, the remaining liquid funds can be used freely. "All of the Feng Family's manpower can be invested in it."

"Master Si is generous, but what is Master Si trying to do?" I haven't learned anything else in the past 20 years, but I know better than anyone else. "

"Once we win, the Feng Family can move into the northeast. In return, the Feng Family will take out 10% of the annual profits of the northeast industry as charity. Moreover." Fourth Master Feng suddenly stopped, paused for a moment, and said, "I am also someone who has crawled up from the bottom, I know the importance of stability to the lower class of society."

In the past, Master Feng was not my bodyguard, surnamed Feng, Xing Si, who was a helper in a big mine. He did not need to go down to the mine, but had to face the coveting of other mines for underground resources.

In the past, they had explored a huge coal mine underground with a dozen or so coal mines around them. They were dealing in the open, secretly obstructing the miners and causing trouble with them, it was common for the miners to risk their lives in the mines. However, with the help of the hundred men who were working in the mine's protection team, they managed to clear away the obstacles and establish their own reputation. Afterwards, his reputation grew. He had his own team, his own mines, and now that he had Master Four, although he hadn't fought for many years, his power was no less than it used to be.

Master Feng took off the sports uniform on his upper body, revealing his bare upper body. Although he was already past the age of death, the muscles and scars on his upper body still showed how strong and bitter his master had been. Compared to Fourth Master, Feng's only scar was from a fall on his motorcycle.

Feng Mo Ran, Master Feng Si was right. The stability that he painstakingly built was filled with his blood and sweat, and he was reluctant to part with it. It was not as if he had never heard of Fourth Master Feng's heroic deeds. He had also heard that Fourth Master Feng was passionate about charity these past few years. However, if he made this decision, it would not only affect him and Master Four, but also thousands of ordinary people. Was it worth it?

Master Four did not speak, nor did Feng. After a long time, Feng let out a long sigh, "This is no small matter, please give me some time, Master. When I have thought it through, I will come and reply to Master. Sorry for the inconvenience."

Feng and Mingzi left Master Four's house.

When Feng and Ming Zi left, one of Master Four's men asked quietly, "Master Four, the title of 'king' doesn't seem to be anything special."

"He is indeed just a scholar, but he knows too many people. Moreover, he gave each person who knew him a sense of familiarity. Just a moment ago, I had the urge to tell him my heart's desire. This is the great charisma of character. "

"But what's the use? Your subordinate still doesn't understand. "

"A businessman has connections that can turn a dollar into a hundred dollars, and he is a businessman that sells' capabilities'."

"Ability to sell? What ability does he have? "

"What he is selling is the ability of others. The buyer is paying the seller to work for him. He is a middleman. What he is earning is the person and the peace."

"What kind of person is this? Is he really that powerful?"

"By the time you get involved with a third of the people in the city, people will be your most powerful weapon. This is his ability. " That's right, there was no teacher, no family background, no powerful backers. He was just a weak scholar, but there were always countless capable people helping him. These people all had their urgent needs solved by him, so they owed him a small favor.

"Your subordinate still doesn't understand."

"Actually, I don't understand either. If we understand, then we will have his Seven Apertures Mystical Heart." Master Feng opened his eyes wide, "The heart of a saint."

Feng carried Lin slowly along the road, passing by Old Luo's fruit shop, "Feng Ge'er, your pear." Feng stopped the car and sat in the crowded fruit shop of Old Luo. He looked at the apple, pear, grape, and watermelon around him, "Old Luo, how's your business recently?"

"Not bad, the money she earns is enough to spend, her wife's illness is also better. The little girl is going to school, when she grows up and is able to help, it will be easy." Old Luo's thin face brimmed with happiness and hope.

"No one's causing trouble, right?" Feng asked casually.

"No, how would we dare to go in front of Brother Feng's house?" It's just that a few little cyan skinned people came to freeload and were sent off by Brother Zhu Wu on the street. "

"Hmm?" No matter what, it wasn't a big deal to get a few fruits, but no one had dared to do it in the streets where he lived for a long time, as the merchants had fixed monthly earnings for those hoodlums, and those green skinned hoodlums also maintained a safe side, even having the function of informing the peddlers about the arrival of the Town Security, they shouted the loudest and earliest.

Feng was supposed to say goodbye to Lin before the bookstore closed. Lin usually stayed with her mother. " "You have something on your mind?"

"Yes, it's a small matter." Feng knew that he couldn't hide anything from Lin Lin's eyes, so he decided to play it down.

"I'll come to your place tonight. I haven't been there in a long time, so I'll help you pack up." How could Lin not know that last time, when Feng showed his worry, more than twenty families of the dead miners surrounded his motorcycle, and after talking with the mine owner countless times and staying up all night, Feng finally won fifty thousand extra compensation for everyone. Since then, Feng's hair had turned white. But even then, Feng only sighed. Today, Feng actually gave three wrong books to the children. He had something big on his mind.

"Sure, sure, but it's going to be messy over at my place. You really take care of it."

"I owe you in my previous life, why is it that I clean up every time I visit your house?"

Lin Lin cooked a whole table of dishes, only to discover that Feng Feng was only hastily picking the rice. "What I made today is not tasty?"

"Yes." Hm? "No, it's pretty delicious." Feng was thinking and didn't pay attention to what Lin said.

"Lin, I'll go out for a while." Feng decided to go out and find someone.

"Be careful." Lynn said.