The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 363 - So I Am the Loser

“This gentleman is Xiao Chen, the young master of the Xiao family! The Xiao family is a prominent household in the capital.”

Ye Fenglong's face beamed with pride as he witnessed the crowd's overwhelming excitement.

“Wow! Has the capital sent someone?”

“That's incredible!”

“Young Master Ye's network is expanding. He's even acquainted with nobility from the capital.”

“Remarkable. I must make it a point to cultivate a good relationship with Young Master Ye.”

Basking in the adulation, Ye Fenglong's pride swelled.

He deserved a trophy. He was the most successful at showing off in history!

With a smug glance at Su Ming, Ye Fenglong was eager to flaunt his connections and influence.

?Su Ming was nowhere close to his league.

“This is Mr. Tang, a titan of medicine.”

“Here we have the chairman of the Ma Group, Mr. Mai.”

“And this is…”

One by one, Ye Fenglong introduced the VIPs, relishing the gasps and flattery from the crowd.

With each introduction, his self-satisfaction grew.

Su Ming and Su Qiu sat on the couch, mirroring each other's posture.

This was far more entertaining than any television show.

As Ye Fenglong continued to introduce the heavyweights, the atmosphere hit a crescendo.

He had become the focal point of the event.

Ye Fenglong had expected Su Ming to look up to him.

He imagined Su Qiu would push Su Ming aside and rush into his embrace.

After all, who could resist the allure of wealth?

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But when he turned to them, he saw that Su Ming and Su Qiu appeared to be as engrossed as if they were watching a drama series.

It seemed they were keen to see more of Ye Fenglong's performance.

Despite his successful display, Ye Fenglong couldn't shake off a sense of futility.

Surely, it was because their social standing was too low to appreciate the significance of these influential figures.

He resolved to explain it to them later, to make them see the vast social chasm.

“By the way! Besides my esteemed uncles, I also have a classmate here.”

“My classmate excels academically, a brilliant economics student. She's only a sophomore, yet she outshines many seniors.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, take note: she is an exceptional talent.”

As Ye Fenglong spoke, his gaze landed squarely on the corner of the room.

Everyone simultaneously turned to look in that direction.

There, Su Ming and Su Qiu were seated on the couch, grinning and munching on melon seeds as they enjoyed the show.

The entire room was in shock!

Xiao Chen, Wang Guohui, President Chen, Old Master Tang, and a host of other influential figures were completely flabbergasted.

Holy smokes!

Were they seeing this correctly?

Mr. Su was here as well!?

“Alright, everyone, we've pretty much finished the introductions. The next step should be…”

As Ye Fenglong continued speaking, all the heavy hitters made a beeline for Su Ming and lined up in front of him.

“Mr. Su!” they greeted him with deep respect.

A wave of confusion swept over them as they exchanged bewildered glances.

It turned out they all knew Mr. Su!

Wang Guohui and President Chen were aware of each other's acquaintance with Mr. Su.

They both knew Su Ming was a big deal, but they had no idea the others were also in the know.

The leaders of various industries in Eastsea City were all familiar with Su Ming.

These titans of business held Su Ming in high regard.

They had thought Mr. Su was quite impressive.

They had believed they understood Mr. Su quite well.

But now, it seemed they had only scratched the surface.

Ye Fenglong was utterly baffled.

What was happening?

What was this all about?

Was this some kind of joke?

Wasn't Su Ming supposed to be destitute?

Why were they treating him with such reverence?

“Everyone…” Ye Fenglong ventured cautiously.

“Ye Fenglong, what's the matter with you?”

Wang Guohui turned around and fixed him with a stern look: “Mr. Su is here, and not only did you fail to introduce him, you put Mr. Su in the corner?”

“No, I…” Ye Fenglong was at a loss for words.

“You've got some nerve. To think you'd dare to treat Mr. Su with such disregard!”

President Chen scowled, visibly livid.

“You dare to overlook my brother-in-law?” Xiao Chen chimed in.

Hearing this, Ye Fenglong was completely taken aback.

What?

Xiao Chen was Su Qiu's brother?

Even though they didn't share a last name, they could very well be cousins.

That couldn't be right!

He had thoroughly researched Su Qiu's background and knew her family was far from affluent, certainly not a prominent one.

Could his investigation have been incorrect?

Who exactly had he managed to upset?

“What seems to be the problem?” Ye Guang approached from the sidelines.

With his son taking the stage, it was only natural for Ye Guang to step aside.

He had just taken a phone call and was unaware of the events unfolding in the room.

Upon his return, he sensed something amiss and made his way over.

President Chen let out a disdainful snort and gestured towards Su Ming, “Hmph! Do you see who your son has crossed?”

Ye Guang was taken aback: “Mr. Su? What brings you here?”

Ye Guang was acquainted with Su Ming after the latter had healed Old Master Xiao, prompting a visit.

Old Master Xiao was a respected elder, and as a younger member of the community, Ye Guang was obliged to pay his respects.

During their conversation, he learned about Su Ming.

He recognized Su Ming as an influential figure and had hoped to forge a friendship with him.

Yet, he had never anticipated encountering Mr. Su under such circumstances.

Ye Guang quickly realized the gravity of the situation. He pointed at his son's nose and berated him, “Fool, how could you show such disrespect to Mr. Su?”

In a flurry, Ye Guang grabbed a wine glass from nearby, filled it to the brim with red wine, and approached Su Ming with utmost reverence. “Mr. Su, my son is inexperienced. Please don't stoop to his level. Accept my sincerest apologies. I implore you to forgive him, considering the little regard you may have for me.”

With that, Ye Guang downed the wine in one swift motion.

After finishing his drink, Ye Guang bowed deeply, his body shaking.

This was, after all, his son.

His heart ached for Ye Fenglong.

If he had truly angered Su Ming, his son's prospects in Eastsea would be bleak.

And his chances elsewhere would be even slimmer.

Ye Fenglong was completely stunned.

Seeing his father's deferential demeanor, he was at a loss.

What in the world was happening?

Wasn't this supposed to be his moment to shine?

He had just been basking in his cool demeanor.

But how had everything taken such an unexpected turn?