Chapter 1066 A Communication Mechanism Is Needed

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"Huh?" Feng Jun heard this and gave Mr. Yu a strange look, "What are you talking about? I went to Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

"Come on, huh?" Mr. Yu snorted coldly, "How can you hide your frivolousness from me? Do you dare to say that you will never kill Tempura? Don't be nervous... I don't have a recording device on me."

Feng Jun chuckled, "The old man is very quick in thinking. I'm thinking, this is great for you. If you still want to live here, you have to pay more... I'm serious, how about two million a day?"

"Eh?" Mr. Yu exploded when he heard this, "You're not very old, and your hands are quite dark. If you live with me for a year, it will cost... more than 700 million?"

"You see, right? I even remembered multiplication," Feng Jun said with a smile, "The effect is amazing."

Mr. Yu was unhappy when he heard this, "Little guy, you are so self-sufficient. Do you know how many people asked me for your phone number?"

Feng Jun gave him a dumbfounded look, "Then do you know how many people...are staring at my mobile phone signal now? Old man, this is all thanks to you."

Mr. Yu lost his voice briefly. This is true. He did not leak Feng Jun's number. However, on the other hand, the number of people who knew Feng Jun's number increased too much in a short period of time.

This statement is not contradictory. People who pay attention to Feng Jun's number only have the power to pay attention or monitor, and are not qualified to call Feng Jun. It can even be said that if they dare to call Feng Jun, they cannot afford the corresponding consequences. .

But those who are qualified to call Feng Jun—or think they are qualified to call him—cannot get Feng Jun’s number.

Yu Lao stopped some people from asking, but at the same time, he also exposed Feng Jun to the eyes of many people.

Of course, he doesn't think this is a problem - these people don't just pay attention to you, they may be able to help you when you encounter any risks!

Mr. Yu believes that he has a say in this situation. With his status and influence, isn't he being watched every day? Not to mention that his freedom is restricted, and it is not even subject to his will - but there is no way, this is to protect him.

But now he realizes that others may not be willing to accept things that he is accustomed to.

He pondered for a moment and decided to rely on his old age to show off his strength. "This is for your own good. Don't be ignorant of what is good and what is good!"

Feng Jun looked at him helplessly, "What you think is good may not necessarily be what I think is good...it won't work if you don't have recording equipment on you."

Mr. Yu shook his head dumbfounded, "Nothing! How old am I to lie to a little guy like you?"

Feng Jun looked at him suspiciously, "To be honest, I don't really trust your integrity...Okay, what do you want to know?"

Mr. Yu asked very simply, "How many people did you kill in Nibang?"

There is new news today. Qi Jian Dabao, the deputy director of the Chinese Business Section of the Overseas Chinese Association, was found dead in his apartment in Dongdu without any injuries on his body.

In the huge Dongdu, the muddy capital, too many people die every day. Qijian Dabao is not a well-known figure. He is also a social activist like Shirakawaki, and he has little money - even poorer than Shirakawaki. a little.

His influence is all reflected in the Chinese Business Class of the Overseas Wanderers Association, but in fact, even the Overseas Wanderers Association is a fairly marginal existence in Nihong's hometown.

His death cannot be said to be normal, but it cannot be said to be abnormal either, so it did not have much impact on Ni Bang.

But if others didn't pay attention to him, China would definitely pay attention to this person. However, although China paid attention to the non-governmental organization of the Overseas Wanderers Association, it didn't go to the extent of keeping an eye on him all the time, so it only learned about his death at noon.

As soon as the news came back to China, Mr. Yu... there were people in these departments.

There was no need to find any reason, he just naturally figured it out and concluded that Feng Jun was the murderer.

He asked simply, and Feng Jun answered simply, "Four."

"Four...?" Mr. Yu was stunned again. It seemed that the information capabilities of the relevant departments were still not strong enough. "What kind of wanderer knows four?"

"Of course," Feng Jun nodded naturally, "Am I the kind of person who likes to kill people casually?"

Mr. Yu doesn't think there is anything wrong with killing people. As mentioned before, the number of lives he has personally taken is in the double digits and close to the triple digits. As long as it is the person who deserves to be killed, then there is no problem. He is very curious, "Who is on this list?" For you?"

Feng Jun laughed, "Do you think it's possible for me to tell you?"

Mr. Yu raised his finger and pointed at him, "Look at your potential... By the way, what are you doing with other people's rice?"

Feng Jun's understanding on this point was highly consistent with Yu Qingzhu's. He believed that he could not tell the truth about this matter, so he naturally answered, "Sell it."

How do you plan to sell so much rice? Mr. Yu was also bored, so when he was about to ask a question, he saw the life secretary hurried over and whispered something in his ear.

Then his expression changed, and the look he looked at Feng Jun became strange, "Masao Araki... did you do it too?"

Feng Jun glanced at the secretary, then at Mr. Yu, and nodded slightly after thinking for a moment - he couldn't trust the secretary.

Mr. Yu didn't have any worries about this. He looked at the other party dumbfounded, "What should I say to you? That's... that's one of our own."

Feng Jun's face also became strange, "He doesn't, he doesn't... his remarks are always quite... quite like that?"

Mr. Yu looked at him helplessly and shook his head after a long time, "You...haven't you seen "Infernal Affairs"?"

Feng Jun raised his hand and slapped his forehead, then spread his hands, "Me too... Hey, I've also been investigated."

There are more than a dozen members of the Overseas Wanderers Association living in Nihong, and he has also been selected. In addition to worrying about accidental injuries, the main reason is that he does not have time to kill so many people. How could he have thought that he would do something like this?

The two of them were relatively speechless, and then Feng Jun's phone rang. He excused himself and walked away to answer the phone, "Mom, what's the matter?"

Mr. Yu and the secretary were still glaring at each other. It took a long time before the secretary muttered, "Look at what's going on."

"It's not a big deal," Mr. Yu said nonchalantly. After all, he walked out in a hail of bullets and accidentally injured friendly troops. "The key is... the key is to establish a communication mechanism with this guy."

"I think this matter is difficult to handle," the secretary expressed his opinion. "He is not in the system at all. There are so many confidential things, and it is impossible to tell him."

Mr. Yu also has a headache with this problem. An effective communication mechanism is to tell the other party who can be killed and who cannot be touched. But as soon as this is said, a lot of extremely confidential information will be leaked.

If Feng Jun was within the system, it would be easier to say, but not only is he not within the system, he is also very difficult to control. "Yeah, the no-fly order... has no effect at all on him, he just goes there casually." It’s mud bang.”

After a while of silence, the secretary tentatively made a suggestion, "How about... absorb him?"

Mr. Yu glanced at him and was silent for a while before sighing, "If he is willing, it's not that he can't operate it, but the question is... could he be willing?"

The secretary stopped talking. This question is easy to answer - if it were Feng Jun, he wouldn't be willing.

Are they short of money? Lack of housing? Lack of land? Or... lack of women?

He didn't lack anything, he didn't even have to ask for help. He only had to ask for help from others - even the old man in front of him had to ask for help.

How could such a master, who was so carefree and carefree, with an astonishingly high quality of life, be willing to wear a tight spell on his head?

And you can't use force. Once you use force, people may go abroad - the no-fly order is useless.

The secretary pondered for a while and then made another suggestion, "How about... talk to him about the tax issue?"

Mr. Yu gave him a dissatisfied look, "Nonsense, now I can understand why he doesn't want to go to the capital."

The secretary nodded, "Yes, he didn't go before, but now you don't want him to go."

That is the master who can kill people wantonly in the mud. Not only is he efficient and his methods are weird, but he has also come back with his whole body. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net If such a person goes to the capital, how many people will be unable to sleep?

Mr. Yu's meaning was obvious. The Nihong people provoked Feng Jun, and then... that happened...

Now you actually suggest that I check his taxes?

He is not worried about what Feng Jun will do to him. The key is that for such a person... How can you have the idea of ​​​​finding trouble?

That kind of method of killing people invisible... It would be nice for this kind of person to stay in the suburbs of Zhengyang!

After a while, Mr. Yu touched his stomach and said, "I'm hungry. It's time for dinner. We still need to communicate..."

What he didn't know was that his granddaughter actually had some communication with Feng Jun.

Before lunch the next day, after Yu Qingzhu saw Feng Jun, he took the initiative to speak, "We have already contacted the refrigerator and air conditioner. The sales season is about to begin. If you want to produce it, you must place an order and confirm the model... And a deposit.”

This is considered customization, and it is completely understandable that the manufacturer requires a deposit.

Feng Jun raised his hand and pointed at Sister Hong, "Just tell her about the model number...she can make the decision."

Refrigerators and air conditioners must be of different models to ensure their universal applicability in the mobile phone plane. Feng Jun is too lazy to worry about such trivial matters, and Sister Hong is the only one who knows the secrets of the mobile phone plane besides the good scenery. people.

It should be more reliable for her to plan the models used there.

At this moment, Mr. Yu next to him said, "It's just a refrigerator and air conditioner. What deposit do you need? I'll pay for it."

Feng Jun and Yu Qingzhu both turned their heads and looked at him in surprise.

Seeing their expressions, Mr. Yu guessed that he had said the wrong thing, but he still rolled his eyes and said disapprovingly, "Why... can't my old man afford this little money?"

Yu Qingzhu shook her head and said in a dumbfounded voice, "Grandpa, those are 50,000 refrigerators and 50,000 air conditioners..."