The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 332 - Regret

If Su Ming knew what was going through Faang Ying's mind, he'd surely nod in agreement.

He certainly wouldn't splurge on a meal here, given that he owns the place.

Plus, he has a savings of 10 billion yuan.

Su Ming grinned and said, “We owe this fine service to you, Young Master Faang. Thank you.”

At those words, Faang Ying's excitement soared.

As Faang Ying was about to head out, Lee Dahai burst in.

Faang Ying turned to him, bewildered.

“Manager Lee, what's the meaning of this? I've settled my bill.”

The thought of fleeing crossed Faang Ying's mind.

Lee Dahai paused, a bit taken aback.

“Young Master Faang, there's been a misunderstanding.”

“I'm here to see our boss.”

Lee Dahai said with a smile.

Faang Ying was puzzled; there were only four of them, and his boss was nowhere to be seen.

“Young Master Faang, if you could step aside, please.”

Lee Dahai requested.

Faang Ying hesitated, then moved aside.

Lee Dahai strode over to Su Ming and presented the account book.

“Boss, here's our restaurant's turnover for the month.”

Lee Dahai flipped open the account book.

Faang Ying's mind went blank.

Su Ming was the owner?

Faang Ying was utterly dumbfounded.

Su Ming nodded thoughtfully, taking the account book to review it.

“Not bad at all, we've had a substantial income this afternoon.”

“Indeed!”

Lee Dahai knew Su Ming had orchestrated this to irk Faang Ying.

“With Young Master Faang's patronage of 25 million yuan, today's turnover is bound to surpass 26 million!”

Faang Ying mentally unleashed every curse he knew.

What a rip-off.

He glared at Lee Dahai, Su Ming, and the rest, his frustration boiling over.

He realized he'd been duped from the moment he walked into this Western restaurant.

Su Ming snapped the account book shut, remarking, “This place hasn't been doing too well, so your business is much appreciated.”

Faang Ying was at a loss for words.

All he wanted was to disappear into the springtime.

“I must be going, I have other matters to attend to,” Faang Ying announced.

Then, from outside, came the sound of something breaking.

Su Ming and the others stepped out to investigate.

Faang Ying took an unfortunate tumble and ended up knocking over a vase on the nearby table. Lee Dahai rushed to his side in a panic.

“Young Master Faang, you need to be more careful! This is a Blue and White Porcelain piece from the Song Dynasty, worth over two million!” Lee Dahai exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, Faang Ying passed out. The ambulance arrived promptly, and the medics loaded Young Master Faang inside. In his unconscious state, he was babbling incoherently. Su Ming and the others couldn't help but smile at the situation.

If Faang Ying could read their thoughts, he would surely regret his visit. Xiao Chen couldn't help but comment, “He really is a nuisance.”

“Many thanks, Mr. Su,” Xiao Ke'er said with a chuckle.

Suddenly, Xiao Ke'er's phone rang. She answered, exchanged a few words, and hung up. “Mr. Su, I apologize, but my father just called about an urgent matter at home. We'll have to head back,” she explained.

“Of course,” Su Ming replied with a smile. “Hop in, I'll drive you.”

They all entered the car, and Xiao Chen, initially aiming for the front seat, reluctantly moved to the back after catching his sister's glance. Xiao Ke'er took the passenger seat, leaving Xiao Chen feeling slighted.

Su Ming just smiled at the dynamic. Soon enough, he dropped them off at their home. After bidding farewell, he headed back to the city center, parking his truck and entering his property. He admired the thriving rice in his five-acre field and then attended to the chickens in the breeding zone, providing them with feed and water.

?After a satisfying stretch, Su Ming settled into the living room, turned on the TV, and started munching on snacks he'd bought earlier. The current TV dramas left much to be desired: characters would die at the slightest cough of blood, the plotlines were bizarre and illogical, and romance seemed to be shoehorned in without any rationale. It appeared that only the good-looking guys got the girl, while average men remained perpetually single. Su Ming stroked his chin, confidently considering himself among the handsome.