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Chapter 850 - Chapter 850 Chapter 850 When the Wall Falls Everyone Pushes

Chapter 850: Chapter 850: When the Wall Falls, Everyone Pushes Chapter 850: Chapter 850: When the Wall Falls, Everyone Pushes Feng Jun thought right, Zhang Zeping and his lot standing up for Liu Jiagui was indeed just a probe–an investment of several billions was too tempting.

But he was wrong about one thing, although Zhang Zeping might be a bit lacking in IQ, he was actually in the know about this matter.

Speaking of Zhang Zeping working on the mountain construction, he could make some money too; a monthly salary of four thousand five hundred was considered high pay in Chaoyang, and with people treating him to meals and drinks every month on top of the extra earnings, netting six to seven thousand a month was not a problem.

But he wanted more, especially after he got a steady girlfriend, his expenses increased a lot.

He used Liu Jiagui as an excuse, which began with… Liu Jiagui suggesting it to him; he thought it made sense and mentioned it to his parents; as the only child of the Zhang family, they were definitely willing to support him.

His three sisters, all of Voldemort-type, heard of the opportunity and urged him on.

Even Feng Wencheng’s wife couldn’t stop him, she could only go along with his endeavors.

However, Feng Jun’s lack of interest really ignited some anger in her, “This is just disgraceful. I must speak to Wencheng later. His family has grown rich, and I never got any benefits from it, yet Zhang Junyi has the nerve to say this and that… Hasn’t Wencheng helped their family a lot in the past?”

“My brother-in-law would definitely side with Feng Jun,” Zhang Zeping sighed. “Only Feng family members are considered relatives; the rest of us don’t count.”

“This time, it won’t be up to him,” Feng Jun’s second aunt was a bit ruthless. “To embarrass me like this… This isn’t over!”

But as fierce as she was, once back at home, after hearing her out, Feng Wencheng only asked one question, “Let me ask you, how do you think I got this vice president position?”

His wife, of course, knew that her husband’s vice president position was thanks to Feng Jun’s reputation, but she was still unhappy, “Our family has helped his so much before. Now that Feng Jun is a bit more capable, shouldn’t he return the favor? With such a big project of his, how much work did our family get?”

Feng Wencheng spoke indifferently, “You don’t know shit. Do you realize the price he has paid? Everyone sees the thief enjoying the meat but not the beatings. With my brother’s temperament, if he stabilizes, won’t I benefit?”

“You’re always talking about Zhang Zeping, Zhang Zeping… You have a son, and he needs my elder brother’s family’s support even more!”

His wife hesitated before scoffing, “My son carries the Feng surname! Isn’t their family’s support a given?”

“You have the narrow view of a housewife!” Feng Wencheng grew even more irritated, “Let’s not even discuss whether the money is Feng Jun’s. Do you think he could get involved with such a sizable amount of money just with a double bachelor’s degree?”

He looked at his wife disapprovingly, “Let me tell you, with assets of this magnitude… it’s impossible without bloodshed.”

Feng Wencheng’s opinion might seem presumptuous, but he truly believed it.

He was a long-time worker at the Forestry Guesthouse, serving the very top tier people of the county. Not to mention the original sins of the initial accumulation period, but to keep their existing assets, some people would not hesitate to draw blood.

Dou Jiahui running a small lighting store had to resort to bloodshed; so with Feng Jun handling billions of funds, Feng Wencheng absolutely didn’t believe there was no blood in that money.

“Bloodshed?” His wife was taken aback, “That can’t be possible, right? Nowadays, college students starting businesses can make good money, right?”

“I can’t explain it to you,” Feng Wencheng glared at her fiercely, “Just listen to me, don’t mess around with my elder brother and sister-in-law again, got it?”

Feeling extremely aggrieved, his wife protested, “Wencheng, I’m upset because Liu Jiagui keeps scolding you, and you’ve become a laughingstock… I’m just standing up for you.”

“Liu Jiagui?” Feng Wencheng chuckled with disdain, “That’s because Xiao Jun didn’t know before, and my elder brother and sister-in-law haven’t told him. Now that he knows, Liu Jiagui counts for nothing… You just watch.”

He was thinking that as long as Feng Jun was willing, a simple call to the county could send Liu Jiagui straight to the detention center to chew on steamed buns. Uremia? That was nothing. At least make him piss blood to settle the score.

If really infuriated, arranging a “late treatment” situation in the detention center wasn’t out of the question…

After all, a gentleman could be misled but not mistreated. But if you really provoked someone to use the iron fist of dictatorship, what’s a terminal illness in the grand scheme of things?

The next morning, Feng Wencheng and his wife heard the news: Liu Jiagui had crashed his car into a tree while drunk the night before, and was now in the hospital, probably facing amputation.

Really, there was no end to how disgusting Liu Jiagui could be. He had his own car and his family wasn’t that strapped for cash, able to cover a significant portion of expenses, yet he borrowed money everywhere, acting like “What do I have to fear with my terminal illness?”

Already suffering from uremia, yet he still drank… Such people were truly extraordinary.

However, although Liu Jiagui did drink, he hadn’t drunk much, and insisted that the glare from an oncoming car’s headlights blinded him, leading to his collision with the tree, demanding that the police arrest someone.

Chaoyang was a very small county; the “Sky Eye” surveillance system was far from widespread, only installed in some bustling areas, and the police couldn’t verify exactly what happened to Liu Jiagui.

Close to noon, Feng Jun looked for Feng Wencheng, leaving behind a fruit basket, “I heard Liu Jiagui had an accident. I can’t be bothered to visit him, but here’s some fruit. Uncle, would you deliver it on my behalf?”

Looking at the fruit basket, Feng Wencheng had a strange expression, “Xiao Jun, this fruit basket… it wasn’t cheap, right? There’s even starfruit in it.”

“It’s not much money,” Feng Jun replied with a smile, “I’ve got some other things to take care of, so I’ll be leaving now.”

Feng Wencheng stared at the fruit basket for a long time before he let out a bitter laugh, “To actually send carambola, how audacious the younger generations are.”

Carambola, also known as starfruit, is a tropical fruit mostly imported in Chaoyang and not commonly seen, but would the person giving it not consider the specific needs of the recipient?

Feng Wencheng didn’t want to think too much about it. He only knew that even he was aware that people with kidney diseases should eat less fruit, especially carambola–the neurotoxin contained in carambolas could have no effect on people with healthy kidney function, but it was absolutely forbidden for those with uremia.

Could Feng Jun be unaware of this? Feng Wencheng would never think so.

Especially since in Chaoyang, carambola is so hard to find it’s nearly impossible to buy–that certainly couldn’t have been a coincidence.

He even believed that his nephew was implicitly stating: I want you dead… what can you do about it?

After thinking for a long time, he made a phone call to his wife, asking her to pass Feng Jun’s fruit basket onto Liu Jiagui.

Indeed, even his wife realized there was something wrong when she saw the fruit basket, “This fruit basket… especially the carambola, shouldn’t be sent, right?”

“You think Xiao Jun doesn’t know?” Feng Wencheng replied with a sneer, “I’ve already told you, don’t think of him as the well-behaved child he once was… Liu Jiagui’s car accident yesterday might not have been an accident.”

His wife was shocked, “Really? Wasn’t it because he was driving under the influence?”

Feng Wencheng answered expressionlessly, “If you must think that way, I can’t force you, but I do hope you’ll treat my elder brother’s family with the proper attitude… even if just for the sake of our children.”

His wife delivered the fruit basket, which made Liu Jiagui so angry that he smashed it onto the floor, “Damn it… does your family think I’m not dying fast enough, sending me carambolas? This is murder!”

Feng Wencheng’s wife had a temper too, she had long found Liu Jiagui displeasing, this scum was always damning her husband every day; if not for her brother, she would have confronted him long ago.

So she snorted coldly, “It was Feng Jun who sent this, don’t snarl at me… if you have the guts, go accuse him of murder.”

The charge of murder really couldn’t stand–uremia patients might die from eating carambolas, which is specialized knowledge; if the gift-giver didn’t notice, you might say his attitude was improper and his gift was insincere, but murder… that was nonsense.

If Liu Jiagui did eat the carambola and then died, at most Feng Jun might have to pay some compensation–unless there was clear evidence that he knew the consequences for uremia patients eating carambolas.

Speaking of which, as a uremia patient, to foolishly eat carambolas, Liu Jiagui would have to bear the main responsibility–if it involved insurance, it could even be suspected as insurance fraud.

Liu Jiagui, furious, shouted, “Feng Jun, you little bastard… this isn’t over between us!”

Feng Wencheng’s wife gave him a cold glance and walked away, “You think you’re a match? You’re about to have an amputation, feel free to go back to the Forestry Guesthouse.”

Then, Liu Jiagui spewed vitriol about the Feng family in the hospital room for an entire afternoon.

The next day when he woke up, he was horrified to discover that he had no sensation in his lower half!

He immediately reported to the police, claiming someone had harmed him in his hospital room at night.

The police were so troubled, they quickly assessed the situation and determined no one had harmed him, “If you have any new discoveries, let us know then.”

The way they acted, they might as well have said, “You’re just stirring up trouble for no reason, making fun of us.”

That afternoon, a local thug named Duck Neck came to see him, bringing nothing, just staring at him from the doorway for a long time before grinning, “Keep making a fuss! Do you know… I really admire you.”

Although Liu Jiagui had a broken-jar attitude, he wasn’t quite like those junkies who were beyond redemption. At least he lacked the courage to offend the local toughs without reason.

He clenched his teeth and asked, “Did Feng Jun send you?”

“I don’t know President Feng,” Duck Neck grinned, “I’m just really curious… with uremia and an amputation, do you still have the energy to make trouble everywhere?”

Liu Jiagui’s facial muscles twitched uncontrollably and after a long time, he clenched his teeth and said, “So it really was you guys!”

“Don’t give me that crap,” Duck Neck spoke nonchalantly, “I’ve got neither grievance nor grudge against you. But Director Dou and Feng Wenhui are close, I’m just here out of concern for Director Dou, curious to see how you’ll fight like a cornered dog…”

By the end, he was laughing, “But now, you can’t even walk, doesn’t seem like you’re capable of jumping anymore, right?”

With his face contorting in anger and his teeth gnashing noise, Liu Jiagui said, “What a ruthless heart.”

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