The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 335

Chapter 335 - The Gift President Chen Had Given Him

The Successful Young Man was completely taken aback by the scene before him.

He wondered to himself, “What in the world is going on?”

“The person you're supposed to be meeting is right here.”

“I'm the one who's truly impressive.”

“Why are you fussing over someone who drives a truck?”

“President Chen, could you have mistaken me for someone else?”

The Successful Young Man wasn't about to give up.

He quickly stepped forward.

“President Chen, I'm the one you're supposed to be greeting. Have you forgotten that I just called you?”

“Move aside!”

President Chen turned back.

He gave the Successful Young Man a fierce glare.

The employees around them echoed the sentiment in unison.

“Move aside!”

Their stares were just as intense.

They were perfectly synchronized.

President Chen immediately turned his attention to Su Ming, his demeanor changing in an instant.

A broad smile spread across President Chen's face.

“Mr. Su, this way, please!”

?No sooner had President Chen spoken than the employees around him also transformed their expressions.

They were now the epitome of respect.

Bowing deeply, smiles plastered on their faces, they chorused.

?”Mr. Su, this way, please!”

President Chen took Su Ming by the hand.

He escorted Su Ming into the bank, with the employees trailing behind them.

?They all made their way inside.

The Successful Young Man tagged along behind them, but he barely managed two steps before…

?”Thud!”

He walked smack into the glass door.

The last two security guards had shut it right in his face.

“Ouch!”

The collision left the Successful Young Man in pain.

“Why him? Why do you value him so much and not me?”

The Successful Young Man stood outside, his voice loud with indignation.

?”Who do you think you are? You think you can compare to Mr. Su? Mr. Su farms in the city center; can you do that?”

“What?”

The Successful Young Man was utterly dumbfounded.

“What's going on?”

He realized, “I've been boasting all this time.”

“But the real deal was sitting right beside me.”

“My goodness!”

“How could this happen?”

But true to his moniker, the Successful Young Man was quick to adapt.

?He reassured himself, “This is a stroke of luck in disguise.”

“At the very least, I got to see Su Ming.”

“And I even spoke to him.”

“We chatted the whole way there; that makes us friends, doesn't it?”

“Next time I boast, who will dare to doubt me?”

With renewed confidence, the Successful Young Man straightened up and strode back the way he came, head held high, after just a couple of steps.

?He paused and turned his head to take a look at Su Ming's car. He mused, “If this big shot is farming downtown, he must be rolling in dough, right?” “So, can I just take these five bucks?” “He surely won't care.” The Successful Young Man slapped his thigh in excitement. “I'm just too clever,” he thought. “I've ridden for 3 kilometers and it didn't cost me a dime.” “Only someone as brilliant as me could pull this off.” “How can anyone else's mind race as quickly and cleverly as mine?” Resolute, the Successful Young Man swung the car door open and climbed in. Su Ming hadn't bothered to lock it. He was indifferent to the possibility of his car being stolen; it wasn't worth much anyway. Plus, he had parked right in front of the bank. If anything went missing, a quick call to the police would have them recover it in no time.

As soon as the Successful Young Man settled into the car, two security guards fixed their gaze on him. They recognized that he had entered Mr. Su's vehicle and were incensed. Reaching into their pockets, they pulled out electric batons, thinking, “You dare to steal right before our eyes?” “And to steal from Mr. Su, no less?” “Are you asking for trouble?” “Get out!” the guards commanded. “You've got some nerve, stealing in broad daylight like this.” The Successful Young Man was swiftly subdued by the guards with a stun gun, his body convulsing to the sound of the electric current.

Upstairs, Su Ming had just stepped into President Chen's office when he heard the wail of police sirens. He paid it no mind; the police were simply doing their job. “Mr. Su, I'm aware that you're not fond of money; such things are trivial to you. This time, I've brought you something truly special,” said President Chen as he poured Su Ming a glass of water. With a secretive smile, President Chen fetched a briefcase from the side. Su Ming noticed its heft. The case was black, metallic, and shimmered in the light—a clear sign that it was designed for transporting valuables. Su Ming's curiosity was piqued. “What sort of treasure has President Chen brought me?” he wondered. “What kind of treasure requires such extensive protection?”

Su Ming watched as President Chen keyed in a password and authenticated his fingerprint.

After much effort, President Chen finally managed to open the box.

Curiosity piqued, Su Ming peered inside.

He thought to himself, “Unless I'm mistaken…”

“Is this a bag of seeds?”

“My goodness.”

“President Chen, was all this necessary?”

“Just for a bag of seeds.”

Su Ming wondered, “Is such heavy security really warranted?”

Opening the box had clearly been exhausting for President Chen; sweat beaded on his forehead.

The box was not only heavy but also had a complex locking mechanism.

Moreover, it had been a long time since President Chen had last seen Su Ming, adding to his excitement.

?He exclaimed, “Mr. Su, these are seeds I've brought for you all the way from the capital.”

“I have a friend who is particularly fond of gardening.”

“He developed these seeds himself through hybridization.”

“I'm not too familiar with the details. But I know you enjoy farming, right? You like planting flowers and such.”

“So, I thought I'd bring you some.”

President Chen set the items before Su Ming with an eager expression, reminiscent of a grade schooler awaiting a teacher's commendation.

“Mhm.”

Su Ming smiled in appreciation of President Chen's kind gesture.

?But before Su Ming could respond, Yuvyuv's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

?”Master, Yuvyuv has detected two special seeds within this bag.”

“Special seeds?”

Su Ming was momentarily taken aback.

He quickly inquired in his thoughts.

“How special?”

“They're just like the unique plants you've been cultivating in the corner, Master. You'll see them if you activate the scanner.”

Overjoyed, Su Ming activated the scanner without delay.

?The seeds in the bag were yellow, much like the hue of rice grains.

?Yet, two seeds stood out in vibrant green.

They shone like emeralds, translucent and emitting a soft green glow.

This glow was something Su Ming recognized all too well.

He thought, “Aren't these the same as the cotton and black plum I acquired?”

But the glow around these seeds was more intense and a deeper shade of green.

When he had obtained the cotton and black plum, they were merely enveloped in a thin green film.

Clearly, these two seeds were of a significantly higher caliber.

“President Chen is truly impressive.”

“He's brought me such incredible treasures.”

Su Ming was overjoyed.

President Chen was sweating bullets.

He thought to himself, “I'm done for!”

“I've botched it.”

“Mr. Su definitely doesn't appreciate this gift.”

“He wouldn't have just frozen there, holding it, otherwise.”

?”I've totally messed this up.”

“Chen Guosheng, oh Chen Guosheng.”

“How could you be so foolish?”

“How could you make such a blunder?”

“You've worked so hard to build a good rapport with Mr. Su.”

“And now, you've ruined it all in one fell swoop.”

“Mr. Su!”

With a voice tinged with desperation, President Chen pleaded, “I'm sorry, I was wrong. I didn't realize you disliked this item. I'll dispose of it right away.”

With that, President Chen moved to seize the seed and toss it out.

“Stop!”

Su Ming bellowed urgently.

Startled by Su Ming's outburst, President Chen shuddered.

Su Ming regained his composure.

Then he burst into hearty laughter.

His laughter was robust and hearty, echoing to the heavens.

President Chen was completely bewildered.

“What's gotten into Mr. Su?” he wondered.

President Chen scanned the room.

“Everything here is in order,” he reassured himself.

“I don't have a collection of jokes hanging on the wall.”

“What's Mr. Su laughing at?”

?Yet, as Su Ming laughed, President Chen felt compelled to join in, albeit awkwardly, all the while scratching his head in confusion.

“What on earth is making Mr. Su laugh?” he pondered.