The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 128

C128 – The Commotion in Angel Group!

In their eyes, Su Ming’s actions had not only saved them but also the livelihoods of tens of thousands of employees at Angel Group.

He had also been a savior to Wang Guohui and his mother.

Su Ming was their hero.

“Let’s call an emergency meeting immediately and devise an action plan as quickly as possible. We need to purchase that land without delay.”

“I’m on it. I’ll get in touch with the demolition crew right away to ensure they’re ready with all the tools needed for a swift teardown.”

“I’ll canvass the area around the mall to see who’s willing to sell their property. If there are no takers, we’ll keep increasing the offer until they can’t refuse.”

“Could you two reach out to President Chen for a photo of Mr. Su?”

“Absolutely, we need to commit Mr. Su’s face to memory. From now on, whenever we encounter Mr. Su, we must show him the utmost respect.”

“That’s right, even if we overlook our own boss, we can’t afford to overlook Mr. Su!”

The employees were invigorated after getting the full picture.

Wang Guohui was known for his exceptional character and devotion to his mother, and his staff were equally honest and upright.

They were all aware of the tough times Wang Guohui had been enduring, visibly losing weight and spirit.

Yet, it was Su Ming’s intervention that had rejuvenated their boss.

They were determined to make this project a success.

After finalizing their plans, they dispersed in their cars to attend to their respective tasks, all with the knowledge that Su Ming was the savior of Angel Group.

This was precisely why Wang Guohui had made his decision.

For the first time, Angel Group—a prestigious conglomerate known both internationally and among the domestic elite—was united in effort for a single cause.

The city center buzzed with the activity of countless diligent workers.

Unbeknownst to Su Ming and President Chen, the latter basked in the sun, ready for a nap, while President Chen was busily tending to the grounds with great diligence.

President Chen’s efficiency had been remarkable, maintaining the entire area in pristine condition.

Moreover, he had meticulously cleaned the villa, inside and out, attending to the overlooked nooks and crannies left by the previous clean-up crew.

With a headlamp affixed and an assortment of tools in hand, President Chen scoured every last corner, leaving no spot untouched.

To tell you the truth, Su Ming wasn’t bothered by the small stuff. He was a country boy at heart. But President Chen, he had a bit of a thing for cleanliness.

President Chen, true to his rural roots, could clean like a whirlwind.

If that weren’t the case, Su Ming would never have entrusted him with a plot of land valued at ten billion, capable of yielding a cornucopia of crops.

That afternoon, Su Ming and President Chen teamed up to give the villa a thorough cleaning. The place was decked out in opulence.

The second subterranean level was spotless, lined with warehouses. Each one featured a sophisticated temperature and humidity control system that Su Ming could adjust at will—a boon for storage.

By day’s end, both men were beat.

Su Ming produced a bottle of black elixir. A cup each and they were reinvigorated, as if their energy had multiplied a hundredfold.

Dusk was closing in. After a hearty meal with President Chen, Su Ming was ready to bid him farewell.

Mr. Su cherished his privacy, yet President Chen found it hard to part ways.

He always felt uneasy leaving Mr. Su’s side.

But leave he must.

“Mr. Su, I’ll be taking off now.”

“Alright, I really appreciate your hard work today.”

“No worries, Mr. Su. It’s all part of the job. I’ll come by again tomorrow!”

“That won’t be necessary. You’ve left the place spotless.”

“Okay then.”

With that, President Chen departed, his heart heavy with the knowledge that he wouldn’t return the next day, wouldn’t see Mr. Su.

Just yesterday at work, President Chen overheard Zhang Chongyang recounting his encounter with Su Ming back in their hometown. Regret gnawed at him—if only he had gone back with Zhang.

That’s why today, he poured extra effort into his tasks for Su Ming.

Sitting in his car, President Chen exhaled deeply. He’d acquitted himself well and now pondered a bit of relaxation. Perhaps a visit to a reputable massage parlor.

Though President Chen could be audacious in his actions, he was meticulous in his personal life. Getting caught in a compromising situation was the last thing he needed.

Frankly, President Chen initially aligned with Su Ming for the land and the endless wealth, shrouded in mystery. But the more he learned about Su Ming, the deeper the enigma seemed.

Su Ming had effortlessly cured Wang Guohui’s mother, a feat that didn’t go unnoticed.

He was convinced that there was more to Su Ming than met the eye, that he harbored many more secrets.

Determined, he resolved to keep pace with Su Ming from that moment forward.

Upon returning to the thatched hut, Su Ming flung open the box and haphazardly packed its contents. He then transported everything to the villa in several trips. The distance was short, and he had no other evening plans.

Selecting a bedroom in the villa, Su Ming set up his computer. It was time to start savoring the villa lifestyle.

That night, Su Ming was engrossed in gaming. He teamed up with two players whose skills were impressively high.

What stood out was that these players routinely passed on all their in-game earnings to Su Ming.

Despite not being particularly skilled at the game, Su Ming managed to rack up an impressive record by the night’s end.