Chapter 6

Sister Hong came to inspect the place, said a few casual words, and then left as if nothing had happened.

However, all the Hongjie employees present had a look of utter confusion on their faces: What did the boss mean by that?

There was no doubt that Feng Jun had turned the situation around in an instant, and it was Sister Hong who made the move.

Indeed, the coach's priority was higher than that of a junior staff member. To protect the coach, the hall manager could openly show favoritism, because that was real life. However, when the company's top boss spoke, she could act even more capriciously—this was even more real life.

In this world, the one who pays the salary is the greatest.

In fact, Sister Hong's words were quite reasonable and hit the core of the issue—Liu Shuming was a coach, and he had harassed a few temporary customers, but no matter what, they were still the company's customers.

It's not only the members who deserve serious treatment; without temporary customers, where would the members come from?

Sister Hong seized this point to warn Coach Liu. Others couldn't say she was wrong, and at least this reason was more convincing than the hall manager's—Liu Shuming had harmed the company's core interests.

However, what followed was Sister Hong's consolation to Feng Jun, which was really incomprehensible—growing the grass well?

Was it right for a company boss to overlook the mistake of a graduate student just because of this?

Wasn't that a bit too capricious?

Guo Yueling was stunned for a moment before she looked at Feng Jun with a meaningful glance, "Have you reported to Sister Hong?"

Feng Jun was also in a state of confusion. Hearing this, he subconsciously sneered, "Whether I reported or not, what's it got to do with you?"

Guo Yueling's face turned pale with anger, but she really didn't dare to cause trouble for this young man anymore. The reason was simple: When Sister Hong pointed out Liu Shuming's problem, wasn't she also warning her, the hall manager?

She was right to catch the disobedient, but to ignore the company's core interests for this reason was a big mistake.

The hall manager was a senior manager, but a single word from the company's top boss could leave her with nothing.

Guo Yueling took a few deep breaths before she glared at Feng Jun and said resentfully, "Alright, yesterday won't count as truancy, but you are definitely late today. Even if Sister Hong pleads for you, it won't work!"

Although she had been slapped in the face by the general manager and had to retract some of her decisions, she would strictly follow the company's rules for his tardiness today—she was doing it for the company's good.

However, while she said this, she was nervously calculating in her mind: What was the relationship between Feng Jun and Sister Hong?

To say that Sister Hong had a crush on him was basically impossible. This club wasn't short of handsome and strong young men, and although Feng Jun's appearance wasn't bad, it wasn't outstanding either.

Plus, his 1.73-meter height and slightly plump figure...

Would the famous cold and proud CEO of Hongjie really fancy such a person? That was just too ridiculous.

So, figuring out the relationship between this guy and Sister Hong was what she needed to do.

If she could force him to reveal it, even erasing this tardiness would be acceptable.

The hall manager was also an employee, so she had to take care of the boss's mood.

However, what made her frustrated was that Feng Jun replied slowly, "If you mark me as late, I'll be in a bad mood, and if I'm in a bad mood, of course, I won't grow the grass well..."

Grow what the hell kind of grass! Guo Yueling was almost about to burst with anger.

She wanted to curse, but in the end, she just coldly snorted, "Then you can take the afternoon off... anyway, your home isn't in Zhengyang, so there's nowhere to go."

Feng Jun's original plan was to just be marked as late today. It was only because the other party had been too overbearing that he had retaliated. Whether he took the afternoon off or not didn't really matter to him.

So, he didn't bother to make things worse, just snorted, turned around, and went to the fitness equipment to exercise.

However, he underestimated everyone's gossiping nature. Before long, Xiao Li from the front desk came to him and asked in a low voice, "Hey, double degree, what's the deal between you and Sister Hong? Why did she protect you today?"

Feng Jun looked at her, thought for a moment, and then replied, "If I say it's because I grew the grass well... you wouldn't believe it, right?"

Xiao Li gave him a glance and huffed, "Isn't that obvious?"

Feng Jun spread his hands, looking innocent, "Actually, I don't know why Sister Hong is taking care of me... maybe she just doesn't like Hall Manager Guo?"

"You're a cultured person, but you don't say a single honest word," Xiao Li glared at him and turned around, swaying her small, firm buttocks as she walked away, "Guo Yueling's cousin is Sister Hong's best friend!"

Although she said that, she was indeed wondering: Hadn't Guo Yueling been managing more recently?

Zhao Hongqi stood not far away, watching all this thoughtfully. After a while, he took out his phone, opened QQ Farm, hesitated, and then still dug up the ginseng fruit that was about to be harvested, silently sowing the grass seeds...

Feng Jun exercised intermittently for two hours and then entered the shower room to rinse off. It was only then that he carefully examined the stone ring mark on his wrist.

After he held the grass for the second time, the stone ring mark seemed to have faded a bit more. However, judging by its current color, it should be enough to support him holding the grass again.

However, Feng Jun was really starting to get tired of growing the grass because harvesting the grass was really a physical task, and he couldn't get any tangible benefits from it.

Although Sister Hong said he had grown the grass well and thus kept his job, it wasn't really a benefit. What Feng Jun wanted was cash, the ability to monetize his encounter!

Using the legendary encounter to manage QQ Farm? That was just a waste of the term.

Besides, the conditions for getting the ability to enter and exit the farm were really too high. He couldn't keep damaging the transformer, could he? Although it was public property, Feng Jun didn't want to damage it easily.

One had to have some principles.

After taking a shower, he returned to the dormitory and stared at his phone for a long time. In the end, he decided: I'll just grow grass on one plot of land. That way, harvesting wouldn't be too tiring.

But just as he was about to select the grass seed option, before he could plant it, he felt a blur and found himself in the farm again.

"Damn!" Feng Jun cursed, "I forgot, I should use my right hand to tap the screen!"

Using the right hand to tap the screen wouldn't let him enter QQ Farm? Not necessarily. That was just his guess, and he had planned to test it, but in a daze, he had habitually used his left hand again.

No matter what, since he was already in, there was no point in regretting it. Feng Jun found a burlap bag on the field ridge, which contained the grass seeds.

He had originally planned to just grow grass on one plot, but thinking of the words "grew the grass well," he hesitated and then sowed the seeds on all ten plots.

At worst, I won't harvest the grass when it matures. If the boss wants to steal, let her steal.

Growing the grass didn't take long, and Feng Jun had now mastered some tricks for entering and exiting the farm. After doing all he needed to do, he just had to silently think of exiting to leave the farm easily.

When his consciousness returned to the dormitory, he looked around and then slapped his thigh, "Damn, I forgot to borrow another phone to record it."

He really wanted to know what his body looked like in reality when his consciousness entered the farm and what the old phone would be like.

He had a strong spirit of research, but unfortunately, after getting this encounter, he was a bit too excited and had forgotten to use his right hand and to borrow a phone.

Feng Jun was a person with strong execution ability. When he thought of something, he did it immediately, without hesitation. Just like when he accompanied his girlfriend to the south to struggle, they left without any hesitation.

So, he picked up his phone and directly called Wang Haifeng's number—this guy hadn't come to work for two days.

Unfortunately, Wang Haifeng's phone was out of service. He thought for a moment and then called Xiao Li at the front desk.

Xiao Li was a girl, and when she heard that he wanted to borrow her phone, she immediately said that there were many private things on it, "If you really want to borrow it, I have one condition."

Feng Jun replied straightforwardly, "I really don't know why Sister Hong protected me."

"Double degree, you're really smart, how did you grow such a brain?" Xiao Li indeed wanted to ask this question. Hearing his refusal, she didn't get angry, "Aren't you saying now that you grew the grass well?"

"What a joke," Feng Jun smiled slightly, "That was probably just a reason Sister Hong found to protect me."

Xiao Li huffed in dissatisfaction, "She's the company's general manager. Does she need a reason to protect a junior staff member?"

Hmm? Feng Jun was stunned for a moment and suddenly felt, "This makes so much sense, I can't argue with it."

However, Xiao Li's logic... seemed to be off somewhere?

He wasn't someone who could be easily swayed, "Anyway, she used that reason to protect me. Will you lend me the phone or not?"

Xiao Li was silent for a while before she replied, "I can lend it to you, but you have to use it in front of me."

How could that work? Feng Jun pondered for a moment and then asked, "Xiao Li, I often help you buy breakfast. Have I ever made any requests?"

Xiao Li was a bit unhappy and asked irritably, "Just helping with breakfast, what else do you want?"

"Exactly," Feng Jun raised his eyebrows and asked directly, "Borrowing your phone, what can I do with it?"

Xiao Li hung up the phone speechlessly, looked at her phone for a moment, gritted her teeth, and opened the uninstall option, frowning at the online banking, Alipay, WeChat...

At 6:30 the next morning, Feng Jun got up. He took out his phone from under the bed, saw that it was fully charged, smiled in satisfaction, and swiped the screen, using his right hand to open QQ Farm.

Sure enough, his consciousness did not enter the farm space.

However, the next moment, he was stunned, "Damn... who dug up my grass?"

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