The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

C19 – I’ll Pay for It

Su Ming ate to his satisfaction and settled the bill.

Exiting the building, he noticed a gleaming new BMW parked just outside the mall.

An employee from the bank stood beside it.

Spotting Su Ming, he quickly approached, saying, “Mr. Su, this car is yours.”

“Thank you!”

Su Ming expressed his gratitude, placing a reassuring hand on the bank employee’s shoulder. “Inform your president that I plan to visit your bank soon.”

The bank employee’s face lit up with delight. Hadn’t this been the moment he’d been hoping for?

Given Mr. Su’s statement, it was a done deal!

“Thank you, Mr. Su.”

With a nod and a grin, Su Ming slid into the driver’s seat.

During his college days, Su Ming occasionally drove.

Prior to that, he attended several driving courses, mastering the art of handling a sports car.

He maneuvered through the city’s downtown, eventually making his way towards the outskirts.

The dense landscape of skyscrapers and malls began to thin out.

Although familiar with this route, he had previously only traveled it by bus. Now driving, the journey felt distinctively different.

Navigating through an intersection, he took a turn and soon entered his rented residential area.

The complex lacked parking, so he found a spot nearby. He then headed towards the building’s entrance.

A musty, damp aroma filled the stairwell, its walls plastered with various small ads. Su Ming confidently climbed to the third floor.

He rested his hand on the aged wooden door, giving it a soft push.

A grating noise reverberated down the hallway.

Yet, just as the door opened slightly, it was abruptly yanked from the other side.

The fragile door quivered, seeming as if it might disintegrate.

The stout landlady, not even 1.5 meters tall but weighing considerably, glared at Su Ming.

“Where were you? Why have you returned so late?”

Her shrill voice made Su Ming wince.

“I haven’t done anything wrong. I just stepped out for a bite.”

With a subtle smile, Su Ming gently opened the door.

“You!”

The landlord, fuming with anger, pointed directly at Su Ming, her hand quivering. “Listen, this is a brand-new sofa I purchased. It cost me tens of thousands of yuan. You’ve damaged it severely. You’re settling the bill today.”

“I’ll cover the costs.”

Su Ming responded with a smile, “How much do I owe?”

“What?”

The landlord was caught off guard.

Her previous perception of Su Ming was of someone who always sought her approval, acting overly compliant whenever he encountered her.

What brought about this sudden change in him?

To her knowledge, Su Ming was broke.

He had exhausted all his savings on gifts and renovations for his prospective mother-in-law.

That’s the reason she took advantage of Su Ming.

Yet, his demeanor today was unexpectedly different.

“Alright, it’s thirty thousand yuan!”

The landlord declared, hands akimbo, her expression stern.

“Absolutely, I’ll handle it.”

With a faint smile, Su Ming accessed his phone and promptly transferred 30,500 yuan into the landlord’s account.

The additional 500 yuan was for the rent.

As the landlord’s phone buzzed, she checked to find an unexpected sum exceeding 30,000 yuan.

She was taken aback.

What just happened?

Wasn’t Su Ming the one she regularly berated, expecting him to return later with an apologetic offering of fruits and gifts?

That way, she could save some money on produce.

However, things didn’t unfold as anticipated this time.