Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 18:

Feng Jun guessed that Guo Yueling must have made things difficult for him on purpose because she was forced to not punish him last time because of Zhang Weihong's sudden appearance.

Actually, it was Zhang Weihong's decision, but she punished him for that.

Feng Jun could only complain to himself. Women indeed were strange creatures.

However, he didn't know that Zhang Weihong was unwilling to see him leave to some extent.

From his opinions, Manager Guo didn't dare to fire him without Zhang Weihong's permission.

After all, Zhang Weihong had a good impression of him, and he was able to talk with her.

Nevertheless, it wasn't important now, because he was too embarrassed to see Zhang Weihong after being humiliated by Manager Guo.

In fact, he slightly hated Zhang Weihong in his heart, because she refused to tell him the reason face to face even if she wanted to fire him.

Anyway, there weren't many good people in Hongjie Fitness Club.

To his surprise, the finance manager who always caused him trouble in the old days was quite nice to him today.

The finance manager was assigned by their director, but the director had a very close relationship with Zhang Weihong, so the finance manager didn't dare to cause Zhang Weihong any trouble at work.

Nevertheless, she would complain whenever she felt displeased about something happening in the club.

However, when she gave Feng Jun his salary this time, she kindly said to him, "Feng Jun, someone in the Cultural and Sports Bureau of our city wants you to be fired this time. We can't afford the result if the person is displeased, so our club can't protect you."

Feng Jun finally knew the reason why he was suddenly fired, but he was quite surprised. "When did I offend the Cultural and Sports Bureau?"

"No idea." The finance manager shook her head. She then said, "Is it because of Liu Shuming? He's a hoodlum with some connections."

Although she had a bad impression of Liu Shuming, she showed excitement on her face when she talked about him.

She was over 40 this year, but she still loved gossip.

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Feng Jun slightly nodded. For an outsider like him, Liu Shuming, as a local citizen of Zhengyang City, had too many advantages. There were too many external forces that he could use as well.

Whenever Liu Shuming encountered trouble, he could easily find the related local people to help him.

It was the reason why people became vulnerable once they left their hometown.

"Why don't you turn to the girl who sent him to the police station for help? I think she might be helpful," said the finance manager. She gave Feng Jun advice because she disliked the result too.

It was a good suggestion, but Feng Jun already hated to work here any longer. He didn't want to abase himself anymore and he had his own plan for his future.

He was going to quit the job anyway.

Most importantly, he wasn't familiar with the girl, and he honestly didn't know how to ask her for help.

Therefore, he smiled at the finance manager and said, "Thank you for your advice, but I don't think it's necessary."

He didn't have much baggage, only two trolley cases. One was 20 inch, while the other was 24 inch.

No one went to check his luggage bags because nobody dared to steal anything from Hongjie Fitness Club.

If small objects were missing, Hongjie Fitness Club wouldn't bother to search for them, but Zhang Weihong certainly would teach the thief an unforgeable lesson if any valuable objects were absent.

Wang Haifeng was sent out by the company to help a brother company give a lecture. He was mad once he heard Feng Jun was fired when he came back, and he went to see Guo Yueling in great anger.

Other staff members were afraid of Manager Guo, but he wasn't, because he had connections in this city. Although he was a staffer, the company also relied on him to deal with some problems in the society.

Unfortunately, Feng Jun was already fired and gone, and he could do nothing about it now.

Therefore, he went to see Zhang Weihong later, and Zhang Weihong gave him a very simple explanation. "The four girls were sexually harassed in our club, and someone in the bureau said it isn't enough to only punish Liu Shuming."

Wang Haifeng was stunned. "Didn't Feng Jun protect a girl from being hurt by Liu Shuming? He's the girl's life savior!"

"I don't know, but they don't care about it." Zhang Weihong wore a resigned look. "The person didn't make it very clear, and I didn't know how to defend Feng Jun. He mainly got involved for fun. If I made it clear, I probably would stand in his way."

Hearing that, Wang Haifeng was confused, and asked again, "Why didn't Feng Jun turn to the girl for help? It should be easy."

"He should do that by himself." Zhang Weihong took out a cigarette and lit it, then blew out a stream of smoke.

Her beautiful face was covered with white smoke so that other people couldn't see her expression. "He must be smart to live in this society. If he can't figure it out by himself, it isn't other people's duty to teach him."

Wang Haifeng nodded thoughtfully. "You're right. It isn't appropriate for other people to give him advice at this time."

"Right." Zhang Weihong slightly nodded and gave him a glance of appreciation. "You're not as impulsive as your father told me."

Wang Haifeng rarely flushed. "Um, I heard it often from other people, and I actually don't know much about it."

Feng Jun didn't know that Wang Haifeng was full of anger because of him because all he wanted now was to charge himself.

He didn't know how to do that because it was dangerous to charge his body physically.

At 220 voltage, he could be electrocuted.

Therefore, he bought three phone chargers for 50 yuan from a flea market. He charged himself with a phone charger the first and second times, so he wanted to try again this time.

He didn't dare to test the electricity of the street factory, so he went to the decoration market and bought ten 2 amp fuses at five yuan.

After connecting the fuses to the switch, he plugged in the mobile phone charger again and began to charge his old phone carefully.

The phone charger worked properly.

When he put his left hand on his old phone, the arc flashed, the charger burned again, and the fuse melted.

Fortunately, only the fuse melted this time, and the city transformer outside was fine.

The light in the old man's room also became dim for a second.

The old man was reading a newspaper. He looked up at the bulb with surprise. He then lowered his head and continued to read.

Feng Jun stopped what he was doing and began to reflect on his test.

There must be too much current. This was the conclusion he came to. As for why the transformer wasn't burned this time, he believed it was the effect of the 2-amp fuse. A 2-amp fuse could drive up to 500 watts of electrical appliances.

The fuse of Hongjie Clubhouse was more than 2 amps. Normally, the switch of the main power gate must be over 30 amps or even 50 amps in an ordinary household.

The fuse in the club should be above 100 amps.

If there was such a strong instantaneous current passing through, coupled with the current of other users, it seemed to be possible to break down the city transformer without tripping his own breaker.

Anyway, as a graduate of arts, Feng Jun only made one conclusion in the end. He should feel lucky that he bought 2-amp fuses.

After that, Feng Jun changed the fuse and an old charger, then decided to charge his new phone.

The second he touched his new phone with his left hand, the charger was burned once more, but his new phone remained fine.

It seemed that not only the old phone could help him charge himself.

It was good news. However, before he could check whether his new phone was fine or not, the old man hit his newspaper, walked out of his room, and shouted loudly all of a sudden. "Who's stealing the electricity again?"

The wires in the street factories were often connected indiscriminately by other people. Even the old man himself provided convenience to others to make a little money by the way.

However, he couldn't accept unstable voltage. Moreover, they must have a sense of propriety when they stole the public electricity. If they did it over the top, no one would be able to take advantage of it.

Feng Jun quietly stuck out his tongue and changed the fuse in silence. He then checked his new phone.

In a few seconds, he smiled. There was nothing wrong with it!

It was really good news. If he could only charge himself with his old phone, he would complain about the adventure, because the old phone was too outdated.

In addition, he had paid two thousand yuan for his new phone. If it was damaged, he would be heartbroken.

Anyway, the results of the preliminary tests weren't bad, but he didn't dare to do more tests tonight because the old man would be furious then.

As long as he had other choices, he wouldn't use the generator, because it was too expensive. Although Wang Haifeng promised him one-month free replacement, one-year free repair, and lifelong maintenance, it cost him over ten thousand yuan and why should he take that risk?

It would cause himself and other people trouble.

Because Feng Jun had nothing else to do now, he played on his phone and couldn't move his sight away from an icon.

He ached to touch it with his left hand to try other functions.

However, the energy of the stone ring on his wrist was lower than 50% now, which was only enough for him to enter the space in his phone 10 times without carrying any stuff.

It was a measurement set by himself. Even though it wasn't very accurate, it was approximately right.

Ten times weren't a few, but Feng Jun had a strong sense of crisis. He had savings of more than ten thousand yuan, so it was obvious that he wasn't the kind of person who lived from paycheck to paycheck and he always used to leave a little margin for himself.

If he really was going to make a lot of money by smuggling, 10 times were barely enough.

Since he couldn't do more tests now, he decided to shop on .