Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 623 - I Had Intended to Face the Bright Moon

Chapter 623: Chapter 623 I Had Intended to Face the Bright Moon

Chapter 623: Chapter 623 I Had Intended to Face the Bright Moon

Hearing the phrase “bloodbath at Mount Qingcheng,” Zhu Yuefu absolutely couldn’t keep his composure.

He shakily switched to a new e-cigarette, forcing himself to calm down.

After a long time, he spoke out indignantly, “This matter has always been orchestrated by Shen Guangming, I was merely going with the flow. You’re not going after him but targeting me first… isn’t that getting your priorities mixed up?”

Feng Jun laughed casually, dismissing his concern, “I have my own plans for Shen Guangming. Rest assured, not one will escape. And I don’t need you telling me how to handle my business.”

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“That’s just not fair,” Zhu Yuefu really felt it was unjust, “In terms of making money, he earns much more than I do. In terms of the industry, I’m healing and saving lives, while he is…”

“Enough,” Feng Jun rudely cut him off, “You also have the nerve to say you’re healing and saving lives by manipulating Baidu’s paid search rankings? I’ve never seen someone as shameless as you.”

“The medical industry isn’t about not making money, but healing the wounded and saving lives is the key point. You actually want to compare profits with the decoration industry? Disgusting!”

Zhu Yuefu fell silent, taking a while before he spoke again, “My first hospital specialized in proctology, and the second in rhinitis. They’re not about saving lives or such lofty aims, but I’ve alleviated a lot of people’s pain—that can’t be fake, right?”

Feng Jun smiled dismissively and waved his hand, “Don’t give me that nonsense. I’ve been in society for more than a year or two.”

“Why did you choose anorectal and rhinitis specializations? You know full well why—because they are widely recognized as chronic diseases, very prone to recurrence… It’s no surprise if it’s not cured, but surprising if it is! You don’t have to worry about patients coming back at you!”

As he spoke about this, his voice grew louder, “A single operation costs thousands or tens of thousands, and before the surgery, you promise a complete cure. But when there’s a recurrence after surgery, then it’s called an accident, a problem with the patient… Earning such unscrupulous money, do you still think you’re noble?”

Zhu Yuefu initially thought that because Feng Jun was young, he didn’t understand the ins and outs and just spoke off the cuff—after all, doctors in his hospitals often deceived patients in the same way.

But now that Feng Jun was clearly well-informed, he could only grit his teeth and argue, “But I always alleviated their pain, even if only temporarily, but in the end, the pain was lessened. These diseases can cause suffering unbearable… just like a toothache.”

“As for recurrence, that’s another topic.”

Feng Jun glared at him sharply, “People spend a lot of money, endure surgery, and even have to take time off for recovery… If they can’t even get a few days of relief, why should your hospital continue running?”

He found this man’s principles seriously flawed and didn’t want to talk further, so he stood up, “Do you have anything else?”

Zhu Yuefu was taken aback and stood up as well, now with a look of resolve on his face, “Master Feng, does this mean… you’re set on making an enemy of me?”

Huh? Feng Jun gave him a puzzled look. Who gave you the confidence to talk like that?

But true confidence is built on strength; otherwise, it’s just arrogance.

So he just smiled slightly, unconcerned, “I don’t feel like talking any further. Which of us started making trouble for the other first… Cancel the licenses of your three hospitals, and I’ll let you off the hook.”

He meant what he said. As previously mentioned, he began his career in the advertising industry in Yangcheng.

The shady deals of hospital rankings and bidding were not widely known, but he knew them all too well.

Feng Jun didn’t think he had a moral obsession, nor was his bottom line particularly high, but he had his standards.

However, a hospital attracting business through advertising and then making a huge profit from it was just too unethical.

A huge amount of money was invested in the advertising, which not only had to be recouped but also needed to generate massive profits. How?

Feng Jun didn’t have a moral obsession and certainly didn’t have the sentiment of a moral crusader. He had no interest in going out of his way to find trouble with others—actually, in this regard, he envied Gao Qiang, who devoted himself to exposing fraud in traditional Chinese medicine.

He felt that Gao Qiang lived a purer and simpler life than him in matters of principle.

However, he would not let someone like Zhu Yuefu, who had provoked him on his own accord, off the hook. I don’t have the time to look for you, but since you’re courting death, then don’t blame me for being ruthless.

Of course, one should have a generous heart; Feng wasn’t keen on punishment without warning, and he didn’t mind giving someone a chance to repent.

So after arriving in Jin City, instead of directly eliminating Zhu Yuefu, he first scoped out the place, then moved some equipment.

Scoping out was a show of force, and moving equipment was retaliation. All in all, he wanted to escalate the situation first.

It could have been resolved quietly, but that didn’t align with his intentions. He had arrived in Jin City openly to make clear to Qingcheng… and other forces involved, that he had come for retaliation.

Kou Kewang, I can also make my move—if you dare to cause trouble in Zhengyang, be aware that I can return the favor.

Before coming, he had done his homework, specifically analyzing what people and forces wanted to harm Luohua Manor.

The forces wanting to target Luohua Manor were numerous. Even though only two martial masters surfaced in this case, the backers behind them were clear, and some people from Qingcheng were implicated.

As for Dragon Phoenix Mountain and Emei’s roles in this matter, it was hard to say—there were certainly factors involved.

Even whether Wangwu Mountain and Wutai Mountain were involved was not clear.

The enemies were clear, but there were too many potential rivals to count.

Sure enough, with the reopening of the Ten Cave Heavens, this was definitely no small matter, it shook all the old demons in every household, countless for sure.

He could not be sure, who held him in favor and who bore him ill will.

So, since Feng Jun had arrived, keeping a low profile was necessary, but it was also essential to show some deterrence.

Scout the area first, then relocate the equipment. It did not surprise him when they came knocking on his door, and his next step was… to watch and wait; he hadn’t decided on any specific action yet.

If the other party was truly repentant, then letting them suffer some financial loss would be enough.

But as it stands, their recognition of their fault is not nearly adequate.

So, it’s okay for you to instigate someone to steal my opportunity, but it’s overbearing of me to take a bit of your wealth?

Seeing Zhu Yuefu turn to leave, that Uncle from the Yang Family hurried over and started talking to him in a low voice.

Yang Yuxin also approached Feng Jun, whispering, “How did it go?”

“Best to keep a close eye on this guy,” Feng Jun whispered back, “He hasn’t realized his mistake, and… I don’t rule out the possibility of him making a desperate move.”

In fact, he just wanted to pinpoint the guy’s location to seize the chance to strike again.

I meant for my heart to follow the bright moon, but alas, the moonbeams fall on the ditch; since you’re bent on courting death, nobody can save you.

This was the primary reason why he targeted Zhu Yuefu first—his way of making money wasn’t just profiteering, it might as well be considered anti-human.

Yang Yuxin nodded, hesitated for a moment, then whispered, “The incident at those three hospitals last night… was it you?”

She had no idea that Feng Jun had done this too; she had just heard it from her uncle—that Boss Zhu had suffered a great loss.

“Heh,” Feng Jun chuckled lightly, not giving a direct answer, but it was essentially as good as an admission.

For Yang Yuxin, someone’s loss was of no consequence whatsoever.

Her stance was clear: Luohua Manor might well be Feng Jun’s, but if my daughter has benefited and hopes to continue benefiting from it, then anyone who makes a move on Luohua Manor doesn’t deserve sympathy.

She simply was unaware of the part Zhu Yuefu played in this, or else she would have her own thunderous methods to deploy.

Seeing Feng Jun tacitly agree, she spoke gravely, “I just wanted to ask, do you not need my help in dealing with him?”

Master Feng managed to swipe several tens of millions worth of equipment from the other party all at once, it seems they’re in pretty deep with this affair.

Feng Jun gestured towards the Uncle from the Yang Family with a tilt of his chin, “You sure it won’t make it difficult for your uncle?”

“This isn’t a matter of difficulty,” Yang Yuxin replied indifferently, her tone light, “He’s the one who’s wrong, not me… Even if he is an elder, he still has to be reasonable.”

Feng Jun laughed and shook his head, “Forget it, let’s keep it within the jianghu… best not to involve the officials.”

This was a consensus within the circle of Martial Artists, especially prevalent in the mobile phone realm—fight if you can win, run if you can’t, relying on the Official Government’s power, is indeed somewhat shameful.

Yang Yuxin glanced at him and waved Xiao Tian over with a raise of her hand, lowering her voice, “Are you saying… this person might be a spy?”

Xiao Tian clearly had a rather straightforward mind, though her chest wasn’t very big.

She nodded decisively, “I can’t rule out that possibility, but Lu Island is close to Taiwan Province, and such signal transmitters can indeed be purchased quite easily there.”

Yang Yuxin didn’t argue with her about the likelihood of this person being a spy; instead, she directly said, “I hope you can keep a close watch on this individual, keep an eye on his movements… I’ll also prompt the relevant departments to look into him.”

Not just anyone can make such a statement, but obviously, in Xiao Tian’s view, Director Yang had the authority to do so.

So, she picked up her mobile phone and started to make a call.

Uncle Yang came over upon seeing this and asked in a grave voice, “Yuxin, what do you mean by this?”

Yang Yuxin looked at him and replied nonchalantly, “Ninth Uncle, if you trust me, let me advise you to stay away from this person… I mean it for your own good.”

“This… How did this happen?” Uncle Yang asked with an awkward chuckle and rubbing his hands, “Could it be some kind of misunderstanding? Little Zhu did suffer a loss.”

Yang Yuxin glanced at him and, not bothering to explain, turned back to Feng Jun, “Shall we go back? You can sunbathe on the balcony.”

Feng Jun shook his head and began walking towards the villa, sighing regretfully, “What a letdown.”

But Zhu Yuefu was watching the scene with a grim expression.

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