The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 388 - He Went to Squeeze the Milk

Su Ming stepped out of the car. He had successfully rented out nearly all of his 3,000 properties, with just over 20 miscellaneous houses remaining. Su Ming had decided not to rent these out, opting instead to reserve them for his own use. He intended to eventually relocate his family and various relatives to Eastsea, so they could live in close proximity and enjoy each other's company.

The tenants, who were the proprietors of the rented houses, straightened up and their eyes went wide as they watched Su Ming exit the vehicle. They were motionless, a mix of respect and surprise evident in their posture.

“What's happening here?”

“I recognize him; isn't he the head of that food conglomerate?”

“That's my boss's boss right there!”

“And over there, isn't that the coal company's top executive?”

“Are all these high-profile executives participating in some kind of military drill?”

“I was wondering why that voice sounded so familiar. It turns out they were the ones being called out.”

Bystanders exchanged puzzled glances, all sharing a sense of bewilderment. None of them could figure out what was going on or why these influential figures were gathered here.

“This is yours,” Su Ming said as he accepted a set of keys and a contract from Boss Fong, handing them over to the first individual.

“Thank you, Mr. Su!” The man snapped to attention, delivering an awkward salute with more enthusiasm than precision. His voice boomed with confidence, echoing around the stunned crowd.

Wasn't this man the head of the municipal water company? Yet here he was, standing before a young man with the deference of a schoolchild. Who was this young man to command such respect?

”This is yours.”

“Thank you, Mr. Su!”

“Yours!”

“Thank you, Mr. Su!”

One by one, Su Ming distributed the houses.

“Boss Fong, I'm entrusting the houses to you,” Su Ming said, turning his attention to Boss Fong.

“Yes, rest assured,” Boss Fong replied, nodding eagerly.

”Of course, I wouldn't expect you to handle this without compensation,” Su Ming said with a smile. “You'll receive a 5% commission.”

”What did you say?” Boss Fong was taken aback.

He was astounded. Su Ming was offering him a 5% commission on properties located within the Second Ring Road, where these executives had secured tenancies at market rates. For a 120-square-meter house costing 20,000 yuan a month, a 5% commission amounted to 1,000 yuan. And with nearly 3,000 properties under Su Ming's ownership, the figures were staggering, especially considering the decade-long leases.

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What an enormous amount of money!

Boss Fong had been facing some cash flow issues recently.

But the System purchased all of his properties.

This netted Boss Fong a significant profit!

Simultaneously,

Su Ming offered him a very generous commission.

Boss Fong was over the moon!

The other local business owners, upon hearing the news,

were green with envy.

“We could do that job too!”

We can manage properties as well!

Old Fong, who usually kept a low profile, had suddenly made a fortune.

Their envy was palpable.

They had previously taken pleasure in Manager Ma's misfortune for having offended Su Ming,

believing Old Fong would face repercussions.

But to their astonishment, Old Fong had become wealthy overnight.

“Mr. Su, this commission is excessively high.”

Despite the thrill Boss Fong felt,

his sense of reason overcame his greed.

Perhaps this was a test from Mr. Su.

So he quickly responded,

“Let's just leave the commission as it is.”

Su Ming yawned and said, “You handle the renovations for those twenty houses. Just let me know when they're finished, and I'll settle the bill.”

Boss Fong shook his head insistently, “No, Mr. Su, I insist on paying.”

“I'm not short on cash.”

With that, Su Ming climbed into the truck.

A hush fell over the crowd.

Boss Fong fell silent too.

Mr. Su was absolutely right!

He genuinely wasn't lacking money.

Even the most extravagant renovations for twenty houses would only amount to tens or even hundreds of millions of yuan.

Mr. Su didn't need that money.

“Mr. Su's wealth is immense; he's not testing me. He simply doesn't care about the money.”

He had overestimated his own importance. He was being too narrow-minded.

Just then, Su Ming started the engine.

Boss Fong paused for a moment,

then quickly dashed in front of the vehicle, bellowing, “Clear the way, Mr. Su is leaving.”

The other bosses, whether involved or not, all hurried over to disperse the crowd.

They then lined the street, smiling as they waved Su Ming off.

After Su Ming had departed.

The business owners dropped their pretenses.

“Chen, given our rapport, could you possibly share half of your house with me?”

“Old Sun, didn't I just buy you a drink yesterday?”

“Zhang, let's split the house down the middle!”

“You can't just seize the house by force!”

“My keys!”

“Who bit my thumb? I'm not giving a fingerprint!”

“The house is mine!”

The bosses erupted into a brawl over the property.

Only Boss Fong was beaming with joy.

Manager Ma had been worried about having upset Su Ming, but now Fong emerged as the clear victor.

Elated, Boss Fong and his entourage strutted away, leaving the others to their squabble.

After all, the contract was signed and the house secured.

Any transfer of the property was their concern, not his. He wouldn't interfere.

Meanwhile, Su Ming was oblivious to the chaos.

He arrived home and parked in the driveway.

“Master, the animals in the breeding zone and aquatic product area have reached maturity,” Yuvyuv informed him.

Stepping out of his car, Su Ming paused, a surge of excitement washing over him.

They were finally mature! What could they be?

Filled with eager anticipation, Su Ming dashed toward the herding area.

The two black and white cows mooed upon seeing him, their size noticeably larger than before.

Approaching, Su Ming found the cows to be gentle and affectionate, nuzzling up to him as he petted them.

They were mature, but how should he go about harvesting them?

He activated the scanner, but it only provided a basic overview of the cows, which wasn't helpful.

Placing his hand on one of the cows, he awaited a prompt from the System, but none came.

He tried different stances, yet still no System alert.

Was his pose lacking flair?

After several attempts, there was still no response.

What was happening? Could there be an issue with Yuvyuv? That seemed unlikely.

“Yuvyuv, how do I harvest them?” Su Ming finally asked, unable to contain his curiosity.

”Just milk them!” came Yuvyuv's simple reply in his mind.

”What did you say?” Su Ming exclaimed, taken aback.

He was expected to milk the cows!

Sure, he had seen it done countless times on television.

But he had never actually tried it himself.

The task was indeed going to be a challenge.