Chapter 290

Wang Haifeng yawns and drives into Feng Jun's villa. Today, he comes earlier to replace Xu Leigang, who is on duty.

Since he began to practice, he spent most of his time in peach blossom Valley, and the rest of his time in Hongjie club.

His wife has some opinions on this. After two lunches in taohuagu, she is in a better mood when she knows that her husband has not cheated her. But even so, she will urge her husband to go home and pay the public grain.

Last night, Mrs. Wang called her husband back. In order not to be ridiculed by Xu Leigang, Wang Haifeng decided to come earlier.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Feng Jun come out of the villa. He rubbed his eyes: how do I feel? What's wrong?

Feng Jun looked at him, his mouth moved, and finally he said, "control a little, you are still laying the foundation If we do not exercise restraint, it will affect entry. "

Wang Haifeng had a very old face. He thought he was young. He didn't want to be told that he could not do it. He could only explain it with a bitter smile. "At home, he didn't believe in people. He told me to squeeze me out. Alas, what about the basic trust between people? "

Feng Jun nodded slightly, "it's a good thing to harmonize Yin and Yang, but too much is better Give me the car key

Wang Haifeng was stunned when he saw the other side driving away his Q7. After a moment, he patted his thigh hard. "I said what's wrong Is this hair growing too fast? "

"Do you only feel hair?" Xu Leigang also came out of the villa. He said thoughtfully, "the master is walking now, and there is no sound Nine times out of ten, he has made great progress in his cultivation. "

"Is it?" Wang Haifeng frowned for a moment, nodded slightly, and then said bitterly, "it seems that I have to say something to my wife I can't do it, but I can't do it. "

Feng Jun drives Q7 and repeats the first thing he does after his return - to find a barber shop to have a haircut.

There is a barber shop in front of his neighborhood, but he would never choose it.

I have to have my hair cut every ten to eight days. The key is that it's still very long every time - how can he do this at home?

In fact, he just stopped Wang Haifeng to arrange something for him. As a master, it's natural for him to have disciples to serve him.

But then he thought, for the sake of safety, it's better not to let Wang Haifeng and others know too many secrets.

Don't show yourself completely to anyone! It is in his best interest to keep the secret in his heart.

As for Wang Haifeng's loss of Yang, it's not particularly serious. That's what he said.

After the haircut, Feng Jun went to the auto parts city and directly placed an order with the owner who changed the car. He also ordered 20 modified agricultural vehicles, 10 all terrain vehicles and 10 modified motorcycles.

For the store owner, the amount of this transaction is not small, so although the other party is an old customer, he also asked to pay 500000 yuan in advance.

For Feng Jun, this money is nothing at all. Next, he ordered generators, walkie talkies, lamps and so on.

After this, he went to buy two laptops, sat in the car, through the mobile hot spots, began to search for relevant information.

What he is looking for is a car that can be powered by firewood. According to his father Feng Wenhui, in the 1950s, some buses used to burn firewood, and there was a big steam drum on the roof of the bus.

And it is said that According to the Internet, the country under Kim San's management is extremely short of energy because of sanctions, and now there are firewood burning cars.

In Feng Jun's mind, firewood can become the power of a car, and naturally it can become the power of a generator.

However, he searched the Internet and found a more useful artifact: guotuoji!

As the name suggests, this thing is a machine with a boiler on its back. When the boiler is burned, it can be used as the power of the generator.

As a monk of Arts, Feng Jun doesn't understand this thing. He just knows that it has disappeared. If he wants to get this kind of thing, he must make it to order.

However, although he was a liberal arts monk, he had an engineering monk classmate. He took out his mobile phone, searched for it in his address book for a long time, and finally found a name: Mou Miao.

Mou Miao is his senior one's deskmate. He is kind-hearted and not sociable. He likes to tamper with mechanical models and circuit boards when he's free. He's a bit of a technocratic. He has a good relationship with him.

Later, he was admitted to a 211 university. After graduation, he went to yongyang and worked in a joint venture. It seemed that he did well.

Feng Jun has been keeping his phone number, but they only met in the Spring Festival of the first year after graduation. Then, Feng was too shy to meet people, so they had no contact.

After thinking about it, he dialed it by one phone.

Mou Miao picked up the phone, voice as always soft, "Hello, who? Please say something

"Shuida, I'm Feng Jun," Feng Jun called each other's nickname, "how are you recently?"

"It's you, the flower picker," Mou Miao said with a smile. He was also very happy. "In the summer, I called you back, but your number stopped working.""Oh, I've changed the number," Feng Jun said lightly. "I'm developing in Zhengyang now, but it won't take me a few days. I'm going to make a better number."

He did have plans to change the number. This mobile phone number was handled casually after he came to Zheng Yang. Few people knew it, most of them were Hongjie's group. The most important thing was that the number he got was too difficult to remember.

Anyway, he has money now. He plans to get a number like shunzi or bomb, but he hasn't found the time.

"Oh, after you change the number, please dial me again," said Mou Miao, as always. "What's the matter with you looking for me?"

"I'll talk about it later," Feng Jun said with a smile. "Are you OK in yongyang?"

"It's not particularly good," Mou Miao said slowly. "The company has laid off staff. I've been laid off. Now I'm looking for a job in Beijing."

"Ah?" Feng Jun was shocked. He said that your temper was not so good. You were laid off, but you were so indifferent. I was dismissed by the fitness club, and almost wanted to hit someone. "Is it easy to find a job in Beijing?"

"Hard to find," Mou Miao's voice finally brought a trace of resentment.

When he was angry, he was still a little helpless. "If you continue to work in the industry, it's OK to find a job, but it will be lower than yongyang's salary. I can't let the original company see the joke Isn't that proof that I'm not worth the salary? "

Feng Jun gave a little pause, then said with a smile, "that's right, to make your original company regret, sack the talent."

"I'm not a great talent either," Mou Miao said feebly. "After I've been to yongyang and come back to the capital, I know that the most important thing in the world is talent. There are so many people who are good at it."

Of course, there are many people in Beijing! Feng Jun talked to him with a smile.

When he heard that Mou Miao was unemployed, he was a little excited. He wondered if he would trick his old classmates to Zheng Yang and let him join his own team. Old Mou is a stuffy guy with a strong obedience, so there's no need to worry about his improper position.

But soon, he gave up this plan, Lao Mou's character, destined to be regular, or do not disturb each other's quiet life.

Mou Miao finally pulled the topic back, "Lao Feng, don't beat around the bush. What's the matter?"

Feng Jun said his idea again.

Mou Miao was silent for a long time before he was surprised to say that "if the power generator of guotuoji does not consider the pollution, that is, the thermal efficiency is relatively low, the technology is mature, and there is no problem."

Of course, I know the technology is mature. Feng Jun gave a silent wry smile, "so What about production? "

"Production Naturally, there is no problem, "Mou Miao replied very simply." now the problem is to make it to order. "

I also know to make it to order. Feng Jun's mouth twitched, "so Where is more suitable for customization? "

"You asked me?" Mou Miao said in surprise, "can you find anything around Zheng Yang? Especially around Chaoge. "

"I'm not familiar with that, am I?" Feng Jun said with a dry smile that since it is like this, it is estimated that Wang Haifeng can solve the problem.

Anyway, since the news has changed, I'm not going to help you? The first batch of at least ten Money is not a problem. "

Over the phone, there was an obvious bitter smile, "Lao Feng, even if I lost my job, I have saved a lot before. Do you think I will make your money?"

"It's not my money," Feng Jun said simply. "I'm also helping a boss. He owes me some favor. I can be the master Anyway, who does the money go to? It's not a earn? It depends on whether you can spare the time

"Time I do. I'll take a trip to Zhengyang, "Mou Miao hesitated and replied," but I'm not familiar with it. It's not a big problem to help you check it out. "

"I have acquaintances, and I'll introduce them to you at that time." Feng Jun thought of Wu Shao. His father Wu Jianguo had a good time in Funiu, and the architecture of the prosperous Tang Dynasty was also famous. The best thing is that the Wu family and his circle of friends had no intersection, and there was no possibility of information leakage.

"So Well, I'm going to buy the air ticket now, "Mou Miao hesitated, but just as he hung up the phone, he muttered," you can make money by yourself. What's the matter with liberal arts monks? "

That's what he said, but he came very quickly. At more than seven o'clock that evening, he arrived in Zhengyang by plane.

Feng Jun was already waiting at the exit. Seeing Mou Miao's tall and thin figure, he quickly waved his hand, "old Mou, here Why

He suddenly found that Lao Mou was dragging a suitcase with one hand, and a petite beauty was on the other side.

Lao Mou's stature is about 1.82 meters, and the beauty is about 1.55 meters. The height difference between them is very obvious.

Hearing this, Mou Miao looked over and frowned, "are you Old Feng, you are so tall? "(to update, call.)

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