The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 126

C126 – You Can’t Blackmail Me like This!

Seeing Wang Guohui kneeling before him, Su Ming was momentarily taken aback.

“Who are you? Are you sure you’re kneeling to the right person?”

Blinking in surprise, Su Ming quickly got to his feet. “I’m not even married yet.”

He had been on the verge of dozing off, enjoying the gentle breeze and the warmth of the sun, with the strains of Peking Opera in the background.

But suddenly, footsteps approached, and a man knelt before him, bowing his head three times, giving Su Ming quite the shock.

Was this a plea for money?

The man had knelt so abruptly.

Yet, the problem was Su Ming had no cash on him.

Should he rummage through his house for something to give?

But everything he owned was worth a small fortune, even the cheapest items were his phones.

He couldn’t possibly hand over a phone to a beggar.

What if word got out? Would that draw all the other beggars to his doorstep?

This was Su Ming’s initial panicked thought. However, he quickly sensed that something was off.

The man was smartly dressed in a suit and tie, looking very tidy.

It was clear his circumstances were far from dire.

“Mr. Su, I never imagined you’d be so young. I had you pegged for someone in their forties or fifties, at least.”

Wang Guohui blinked in disbelief.

He had assumed that anyone possessing such wealth must be in their seventies or eighties.

Yet here stood a young man in his twenties.

It was then that Su Ming noticed President Chen at the doorway, giving a nod and a knowing wink. It all clicked for Su Ming.

This was the Wang Guohui he had spoken with on the phone.

“Please, get up. We’re surrounded by malls here; it’s a busy place with lots of people around.”

Su Ming tried to help him up, but Wang Guohui resisted.

“Mr. Su, you’re a lifesaver to my mother. Without you, she would surely be gone by now. How can I ever repay you?”

Wang Guohui moved to bow again.

“Stop!”

Su Ming interjected sharply, “If you bow one more time, I’ll take offense!”

At that, Wang Guohui scrambled to his feet.

The last thing he wanted was to upset Mr. Su.

“Mr. Su…”

Wang Guohui’s vision went dark, and he collapsed.

Su Ming was frozen in shock.

President Chen hurried over, gave a quick check, and breathed a sigh of relief.

“He’s okay, Mr. Su. Don’t worry, he’s not in any danger. I’ve heard he’s been missing out on sleep these past few days. He’s utterly exhausted. Plus, the kowtowing he did earlier was so intense, he’s even bleeding from the head.”

He advised, “Take him to the hospital. He needs to rest up properly.”

Just then, two bodyguards entered. They had accompanied President Chen and Wang Guohui. Upon seeing their employer faint, they rushed to his side. After President Chen briefly explained the situation, the bodyguards were caught between concern and amusement.

Nonetheless, Wang Guohui’s well-being was paramount. They quickly placed him in the vehicle and sped off to the hospital.

With Wang Guohui gone, President Chen resumed his work with the bucket, while Su Ming reclined in his chair, soaking up the sun.

The company executives, upon hearing of the chairman’s mother’s recovery, were ecstatic and made a beeline for the hospital.

Their joy was genuine; their boss had always been good to them.

Not long ago, they had been anxious upon learning that their boss was considering selling his shares and stepping down as chairman to fund his mother’s treatment. They feared that a change in leadership could mean an overhaul of the company’s policies.

And if the new boss turned out to be harsh, their days would be tough.

But what they didn’t expect was to arrive at the hospital to find Wang Guohui being carried out of the car.

After some time, Wang Guohui’s eyes fluttered open, his head throbbing with pain.

Blinking, he took in his surroundings—his company’s top executives encircled him, looks of concern etched on their faces.

“Chairman, you got too worked up and passed out,” one bodyguard said, holding back the details of Wang Guohui’s kowtowing to Su Ming in front of the employees.

Wang Guohui blinked again, his mind slowly piecing things together.

“How’s my mother? Did the test results come back?” he asked with urgency.

“Mr. Wang, please be at ease. We’ve conducted a thorough new examination of your mother’s health. Her previously failing organs have made a remarkable recovery, and she’s on the path to regaining her strength. Even the colds and back pain she endured in her youth have vanished. She’s in excellent health now. I can assure you, she could easily enjoy another thirty years of life!”

An enthusiastic doctor proclaimed, marveling at the miraculous turn of events.

Wang Guohui let out a deep sigh of relief upon hearing the news. He closed his eyes, taking a moment to process the information, and then slowly reopened them.

“Is Secretary Yang around?” he inquired.

Secretary Yang made her way through the crowd. “Chairman, what do you need?”

“Do we own any property in the downtown area?”

Secretary Yang looked puzzled. “Boss, our business is in international trade. We’ve never dabbled in domestic real estate.”

“Do you have a downtown map on you?”

Secretary Yang pulled out her smartphone, launched the map app, and displayed a map of the city center.

“Are you all familiar with this location?”

“Absolutely. That’s the Guoxing Building, the tallest in Eastsea City.”

The employees exchanged curious glances. What exactly was their boss up to?