The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 472 - Counterattack

Lee Sumei and Su Tao had a rough night and didn't sleep well, so Su Ming decided to scrap their shopping plans for the day. There was no rush; they had plenty of time.

Since there wasn't any urgent farm work back home, Su Ming thought it would be a good idea for his parents to extend their city stay. Who knows, they might even grow to love the urban lifestyle and settle down here.

After treating them to a meal, he suggested they rest upstairs. They were bound to be exhausted during the day, especially since they were older and hadn't slept much the night before.

Later, as Su Ming descended the stairs, Boss Fong followed, shaking like a leaf, terrified of Su Ming's reaction to his failure to handle a simple task.

Noticing Boss Fong's distress, Su Ming reassured him, “Boss Fong, there's no need for such anxiety.”

Stammering, Boss Fong replied, “Mr. Su, I'm to blame.”

“Boss Fong, I'm not looking to point fingers,” Su Ming said, patting him on the shoulder. “There's something I need you to do. If you handle it well, I'll let today's issue slide.”

Boss Fong perked up immediately, straightening his posture and confidently assuring, “Mr. Su, just tell me what it is. I guarantee I'll get it done!”

“How many people were staying in our previous building?” Su Ming inquired.

“Not too many,” Boss Fong answered, “I reserved ten units for you and relocated the smaller tenants there. There are some renters, but the number is quite low.”

Boss Fong was well-versed in these details.

Su Ming pondered for a moment before instructing, “I need you to do two things. First, have all the residents, except for the family upstairs, move to a different building in the complex. To make up for the inconvenience, they'll get a three-month rent break.”

“I understand,” Boss Fong replied, quickly grasping that Su Ming was planning to deal with that particular family.

Su Ming smiled and added, “There's something else. I need you to find me some people.”

“Mr. Su, what kind of people are you looking for?” asked Boss Fong.

“People who are experts at creating a racket.”

“I understand.”

Boss Fong instantly realized that Su Ming was gearing up for retaliation. He couldn't help but feel sorry for the family that had crossed Mr. Su. After all, in all of Eastsea, there were few brave enough to provoke Mr. Su. Did they really think they could get away with anything just by being unreasonable?

With full confidence, Boss Fong declared, “Mr. Su, consider it done.”

Su Ming gave a nod of approval and instructed, “Boss Fong, I'm entrusting this to you. If you run into any issues, give me a call.”

“Rest assured, Mr. Su!”

After their conversation, Su Ming departed. He was eager to check on the cake at the bakery, as his mother's birthday was just around the corner.

Rubbing his hands together with excitement, Boss Fong was on a mission from Mr. Su himself! This was a task he was determined to accomplish with flying colors.

After mulling it over, a sly grin spread across Boss Fong's face.

He then drove directly to a local clubhouse.

The clubhouse was managed by Boss Tang, who had just wrapped up for the day.

Upon seeing Boss Fong, Boss Tang was momentarily taken aback. He quickly approached, saying, “Old Fong, it's been a while! What brings you here?”

With a chuckle, Boss Fong replied, “Boss Tang, I could use your help with a little favor.”

Boss Tang perked up, “What do you need? Just tell me. I'll certainly lend a hand if I can.”

Boss Fong's smile held a hint of intrigue as he said, “Actually, I'm handling this for Mr. Su.”

Boss Tang's response was immediate, “Boss Fong, lay it on me! Whatever it is, I'm sure I can assist!”

He had long sought a connection with Mr. Su but never found the opportunity. Now, it had presented itself.

Boss Fong inquired, “Are those bands still around?”

“They are.”

Boss Tang was puzzled. What exactly was Boss Fong up to?

With a grin, Boss Fong explained, “Find me a band. I'll provide them with a place to rehearse for free.”

“That's easy enough. But what does Mr. Su need a band for? Any specific requests?”

Scratching his head in bewilderment, Boss Tang awaited an answer.

“The louder, the better,” Boss Fong revealed.

Boss Tang was dumbfounded. Just what were they plotting?

Could Mr. Su actually be a fan of disco and looking to set the mood?

Boss Fong noticed Boss Tang's bewildered expression and filled him in on the situation. Boss Tang caught on immediately.

“Got it. I'm on it. You can count on me. I'll have everything sorted out in ten minutes. Boss Fong, please, come with me.”

“Sure.”

Boss Fong nodded and followed Boss Tang inside.

The clubhouse was in disarray.

The cleaners were tidying up. Upon seeing Boss Tang, they greeted him, and he acknowledged them with a slight nod.

Shortly thereafter, they made their way to the backstage rest area, where the weary band members were packing up their gear.

“These guys are my aces. They're the ones who set the vibe at night. When it comes to making noise, they're unmatched.”

Boss Tang beamed as he introduced them. Then, turning to the band members, he said, “Folks, this is the renowned Boss Fong. He's here with a job opportunity for you.”

The band members perked up at the news.

Boss Fong spoke with a smile, “I'm offering you a place to rehearse for free. You can practice there anytime. Plus, I'll cover your food and accommodation.”

“My one request is that you make noise. The louder, the better. Can you handle that?”

“Absolutely, and I'll pay each of you a daily wage of 1000 yuan.”

The band members were taken aback.

They had never taken on such a gig. He was providing them with a place to train, not to perform publicly, but to generate noise. And for such generous pay.

It seemed legitimate, especially with Boss Tang standing right there.

“Also, Tang, the sound quality of these speakers isn't cutting it. Buy some better ones. We need as much amplification as possible.”

“Understood.”

Boss Tang nodded. The band's situation was handled. Boss Fong had left them an address to head to and also left a key.

While Boss Fong was recruiting, his team was busy too.

Boss Fong's crew had the man's neighbors relocate, sorted out their new living arrangements, waived three months of rent for them, and even personally arranged for the movers.