Chapter 133

C133 – Mr. Su Is Too Great!!!

Back in the day, the secretary would have been clueless about his boss’s intentions.

“Has the boss lost his mind?”

“If his boss wanted to show gratitude for saving his life, wouldn’t a few acres of land be more than generous?”

But now, it all clicked for him.

Clutching a bottle of medicine, his thoughts turned to his bedridden mother at home. He was willing to sell his house and give every penny to Su Ming.

If that was his line of thinking, imagine what was going through Wang Guohui’s mind.

Yet, Wang Guohui’s statement was giving him a headache.

The situation was unique, surrounded by office towers and banks.

Wang Guohui had managed to purchase that building yesterday because its owner was an old friend who owed him a big favor.

Moreover, the owner had suffered a business failure and was deep in debt, desperate to sell the property to settle his accounts.

Fortuitously, he met Wang Guohui, who was willing to buy the property at a premium, resulting in a smooth transaction.

The contract was signed swiftly, and the demolition of the building followed suit.

But acquiring another building would likely be a Herculean task.

Wang Guohui mused over this as he sat in his car.

Driving past Su Ming’s plot of land once more, Wang Guohui’s gaze lingered there, unable to move on.

He had thought that gifting Su Ming three acres would ease his conscience, but he hadn’t anticipated Su Ming’s reciprocation with something so invaluable.Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

He had believed himself to be quite generous.

But in comparison to Su Ming, he felt insignificant.

Once the crowd at the gate dispersed, Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He shut the door and phoned the contractor responsible for building his parents’ villa.

“Mr. Su, rest assured, your family’s villa is underway!”

“Per your specifications, we’re using standard materials of guaranteed quality. It may take a couple of months to complete!”

“Just leave it to us, you have nothing to worry about!”

“We’ll ensure your parents are well looked after!”

The contractor assured him in a rush after picking up the call.

After hanging up, Su Ming promptly sent over the coordinates.

The project manager nodded upon receiving the location and immediately dialed another construction crew.

It was only after the call that it hit him.

Something seemed off!

He quickly pulled out his phone for another look!

This was the plot of land adjacent to Su Ming’s property!

He had spent several days working at that construction site and was intimately familiar with the area, which was surrounded by buildings.

The supervisor blinked in disbelief.

Could Su Ming have possibly purchased the neighboring building to convert it into farmland for his agricultural pursuits?

The idea was beyond the supervisor’s comprehension; such actions were unheard of for the average person.

But Su Ming was extraordinarily wealthy, and the simple life of a farmer was what he truly desired.

He promptly phoned his boss, who, upon hearing the news, drove out to see for himself and confirmed it to be true.

Before long, the world gained another figure like President Chen.

Yet, Su Ming remained oblivious to these developments. Glancing at the time, he noted the corn still required more time to ripen.

He also checked on the additional three acres of land he owned, finding the soil to be exceptionally fertile.

But there was no rush to plant; erecting a fence around the three acres would only take a few days.

Su Ming was accustomed to cultivating within the confines of a fence, and the sudden absence of one left him feeling oddly exposed, as if stripped bare for all to see.

Settling into his lounge chair, he soaked up the sun’s warmth. Within five minutes, a gentle tapping sounded at the door.

Startled, Su Ming wondered if a journalist had come seeking an interview, though he wasn’t in the mood to entertain them.

Approaching the door, he swung it open and recoiled in surprise!

A crowd stood before him, all donning construction helmets, with a fleet of heavy machinery behind them.

The adjacent lane was lined with large trucks laden with building supplies.

The workers’ gazes were fixed on Su Ming with keen interest.

Leading the pack was a middle-aged man sporting a white hat, his face creased with an ingratiating grin.

“Good day, Mr. Su. Allow me to introduce myself—I’m the owner of Dihua Construction Company!”