Search for Feng Jun

The young man had the best conversation with Feng Jun, but he didn't have suitable apartments to offer Feng Jun.

It wasn't important, because he hoped that he could get Feng Jun's permission to help him find a suitable apartment under his name.

Feng Jun was convinced by a simple sentence said by the young man to him.

"If you permit me to use your name, I can communicate with different landlords on behalf of you."

Feng Jun thought it was a good idea. "Great, but you won't be the only letting agent who can use my name to help me find a suitable apartment. Whoever is able to settle that first would be paid."

After the call, he felt the power of money. As long as he was willing to pay, countless people would want to work for him.

Since he didn't need to deal with it in person now, he was much more relaxed.

He was free today, so he searched for nearby people with his WeChat.

When he saw a list of IDs, he greeted some of them that had profile pictures of beautiful girls.

This was what he learned from his experiences. Even though he might be ignored by beautiful girls, he wouldn't give up trying.

Men could never resist the allure of beautiful young girls.

He wasn't lucky today and only received four replies with specific prices and the content of a special service they could offer.

Feng Jun disliked prostitutes.

Only one girl left him a message.

"Check my moments."

There were all kinds of beautiful photos in her moments and a simple sentence saying that she wanted a red envelope of 10 yuan to start a conversation.

Feng Jun knew it was a bait. He heard of it from Wang Haifeng.

Most of the beautiful girls who asked for a red envelope before starting a conversation with strangers were thieves. They would accept your money and block you right away.

However, there were too many horny men than thieves.

Only 5% of those beautiful girls were real people.

They really believed that men should pay for their time.

Wang Haifeng used to be addicted to it, and he only greeted beautiful girls who wanted a red envelope before starting a conversation.

He had met many thieves too, and the thieves even laughed at him before blocking him.

Ordinary people might be mad, but Wang Haifeng didn't care about it.

He was so interested in it that he would keep on searching for the next beautiful girl.

Some people might think that he was dumb, but he really didn't care about 10 yuan.

Instead, he believed it was worth the money to test which one was a real beautiful girl.

Feng Jun was amazed by his way of looking for beautiful girls, but he couldn't accept it.

Wang Haifeng wouldn't miss any chances to strike up a conversation with beautiful girls, and he had succeeded several times.

Wang Haifeng had a high standard of a beautiful girl.

He only invited those who were really beautiful to dine together, and they also had sex afterward.

One of them left a deep impression on Wang Haifeng. "Feng Jun, to be honest with you, I've never seen such a beautiful woman like her before! I didn't use a condom, but unfortunately, she disappeared after we had sex."

Feng Jun was jealous of him when he heard the story.

Anyway, Feng Jun wouldn't do the same thing even though he was rich now.

He wasn't mean, but he would hate it if he were cheated by others.

He couldn't understand why Wang Haifeng was able to enjoy it.

Men were really different from each other.

However, at this moment, looking at all kinds of pictures of beautiful women of different types, he felt lonely all of a sudden.

He even wanted to touch the screen with his left hand.

He knew he had a special ability, and he ached to try it right now.

He knew it wasn't right, but it was hard to control himself.

In the end, Feng Jun stood up. He then left his room and went to drink alone.

At the same time, the reception manager, Guo Yueling, of Hongjie Fitness Club was still in anxiety.

Feng Jun was nowhere to be found, and Xia Xiaoyu was losing her patience. She left a threat that she had a restaurant that lacked a good manager in a small village.

Guo Yueling was absolutely unwilling to be a manager of a small village restaurant, but she knew that Zhang Weihong wouldn't turn Xia Xiaoyu down.

In order not to end up like that, Guo Yueling must find Feng Jun as soon as possible.

Even though she could refuse, Xia Xiaoyu would be embarrassed, and the Yu family might be displeased, which was the last thing she wanted to see now.

"Zhao Hongqi, is Feng Jun back to the factory now?" Guo Yueling dialed a number.

She told Zhao Hongqi to spy on where Feng Jun lived.

However, Zhao Hongqi had a bad relationship with Feng Jun and was unwilling to do that.

Anyway, he left to play cards later and lied on the phone, "Not yet. Don't worry, I'm staring at the gate. I'll know it once he's back."

The next day, Xia Xiaoyu went to the factory at 9 am, only to learn that Feng Jun was back last night and that he was gone again in the early morning.

She drew out her phone and dialed a number. "He's still absent."

"Ha-ha, do you mean your savior?" A man laughed on the phone.

Xia Xiaoyu remained silent for a long while before she said, "If you can't help me, I'll figure out a way by myself."

The man said, "Don't say that. Of course I want to help, but why don't you turn to Qingzhu for help?"

"He rescued me, not her…" Xia Xiaoyu sighed. "Well, it's really difficult to get along with people from the Yu family."

"Alright, I'll handle it for you," said the man.

After the call, he sighed again. "It's just a trifle."

However, he could do nothing about it because Xia Xiaoyu was Qingzhu's childhood friend.

The Yu family was an ancient powerful family in this province. As the heir, he also enjoyed his family's influence, but every member of the Yu family was aware that they had to rely on their family's patriarch and his several sons in the capital to live a good life.

Yu Qingzhu was the patriarch's only favorite granddaughter.

Even he, who was her older cousin, had to please her.

Moreover, he also knew that it was very important for Xia Xiaoyu to find Feng Jun.

Zhang Weihong didn't come to Hongjie Fitness Club until noon, and she was surprised when she arrived at the door. "What is this? A notification from the power supply station?"

A piece of A4 paper with a red stamp on it was pasted on the wall in front of the club.

According to the notice, due to the recent thunderstorms and severe aging of nearby lines, two transformers had been burnt down. In order to ensure that the public property wasn't damaged, the power supply station would cut off electricity irregularly for maintenance.

Zhang Weihong soon found the key problem and walked into the club with a frown.

Once she was in her office, she dialed a number and said, "Help me find out what's going on at the power supply station. Why do they want to cut off electricity irregularly, and when will it stop?"

A short while later, she received a call back. "Zhao Zhenhua's secretary made the order to the power supply station. Why is he doing that to you?"

"I'll deal with it," said Zhang Weihong and hung up the call. Zhao Zhenhua was the head of the Zhengyang City Council, and she knew who was his support.

Therefore, she called Guo Yueling right away. "Come to my office now."

The next second, someone knocked on the door. Manager Guo stepped inside. "Hi, Sister Hong."

Zhang Weihong gave her a cold glance. "Where is Feng Jun?"

"Um, he stays outside these days, but I have someone who is spying on him now," said Guo Yueling.

"Do that yourself!" said Zhang Weihong with a blank face. "If you can't find him within three days, you'll be managing the village restaurant."