The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

C540 – Can You Hurry Up?

“Bang!”

Amidst the horrified stares of many onlookers, a lighter sparked to life.

​Swish!

Bang!

​A flame shot up, quickly spreading in all directions, forming a ball of fire.

“Damn it!”

Director Wang had been standing at the podium, which, along with its immediate vicinity, bore the brunt of the blaze.

​Ning Zhiyuan was directly facing Director Wang.

And so, before his shocked eyes, a massive fireball engulfed him.

​Thankfully, the fuel was scant.

It flared up and faded just as fast.

Once the flames subsided, Ning Zhiyuan was left in a sorry state, his face singed and his hair sticking up, a far cry from his usual suave appearance.

“Damn!”

Stunned, Ning Zhiyuan opened his mouth, exhaling a plume of smoke, and couldn’t help but jump around cursing, “I’m definitely going to fire that guy later!”

“Mr. Ning.”

​Several staff members, seeing his condition, rushed over with a damp towel for Ning Zhiyuan to clean himself off.

“Cough, cough!”

The chaos subsided, and calm was restored. Ning Zhiyuan coughed a few times and took his place at the podium once more.

Sniffing slightly, his face soured.

Damn it!

The stench was overwhelming and lingered on.

​It was almost suffocating.

“Master Ning, please have some water.”

At that moment, a waiter approached with a bottle of mineral water, offering it with a smile. Ning Zhiyuan, not paying much attention, accepted the bottle and took large gulps.

After drinking, he recognized the waiter’s voice as somewhat familiar, but Ning Zhiyuan didn’t dwell on it and set the bottle aside.

“Ladies and gentlemen, my apologies for the spectacle earlier. Director Wang has been under the weather with stomach issues.”

“Thankfully, that little mishap is behind us. Let’s proceed.”

Ning Zhiyuan stood up, smiling faintly. Since Director Wang was indisposed, he would take charge himself.

As expected, when the various bosses below heard him, they all quieted down and took their seats obediently.

Ning Zhiyuan suddenly felt a surge of pride.

It was me.

Who else could gather so many bosses and have them listen as attentively as schoolchildren?

Nobody!

“Ah, that…”

Ning Zhiyuan opened his mouth, ready to pontificate.

The audience sat up attentively, hanging on his every word.

The Ning Group was no small player.

They commanded respect in Eastsea, and listening closely was clearly to everyone’s benefit.

As everyone listened intently,

suddenly,

they were all taken aback.

Every pair of eyes in the room was fixed on Ning Zhiyuan, wide with astonishment.

​Their faces were a mix of surprise, amusement, and barely contained laughter.

“Hmm?”

Ning Zhiyuan, in the midst of his speech, sensed the odd atmosphere. What were these expressions about? What was happening?

What could possibly be so shocking?

“What’s the matter?”

Ning Zhiyuan asked, his brow furrowed.

“It’s nothing!”

The crowd shook their heads in unison: “Nothing at all, nothing at all. Please, Young Master Ning, carry on.”

“Young Master Ning, your words are simply enlightening. We’ve learned so much, hence our surprise.”

“Indeed, many things were unclear to us, but with your explanation, it’s as if a light has been turned on.”

“You possess such insight at such a young age, Young Master Ning. Truly, you are exceptional.”

​The crowd murmured among themselves, no one willing to break the illusion.

“So, it’s like that.”

Ning Zhiyuan beamed at the flattery, then cleared his throat with a light cough: “Let’s proceed.”

Just as Ning Zhiyuan was about to continue,

suddenly, a rumbling came from his stomach.

A torrent of warmth surged from his abdomen to a specific spot.

It felt like it was about to explode.

“Damn it!”

Ning Zhiyuan’s body froze, his eyes bulging as he gripped the podium tightly.

He bent at the waist, his legs tensed.

His teeth clenched, his face turning a shade of iron blue.

Ah!

What in the world…

What was happening?

Could he have eaten something that upset his stomach today?

No, that can’t be. He had breakfast at home, prepared by the family chef.

After all these years, there had never been an issue.

Could he have caught something from Director Wang earlier?

He hadn’t heard of this being contagious.

Ning Zhiyuan was on the brink of madness, sweat beading on his forehead, his body shaking uncontrollably. Everyone has been through this, knowing the moment when it’s about to burst forth.

It’s an incredibly difficult sensation to control.

Su Ming stood to the side, barely containing his amusement.

My water isn’t so easily tolerated. I added quite a bit to your mineral water, much more than what Director Wang had.

It all depends on how well your body can handle it.

Regarding the side effects, the System had previously explained that there could be one or several, all depending on your luck. But now, it seems you’ve triggered two.

Both seem to suit you well.

“Ah, I can’t take it anymore. Excuse me, everyone, I need to step out for a moment.”

Ning Zhiyuan couldn’t bear it any longer and bolted.

“Where’s the restroom? Where’s the restroom?!”

He grabbed a passing waiter and bellowed.

“Uh… I’m sorry, sir. The restrooms on these floors are under maintenance. You’ll need to go to the top floor!”

The waiter, clearly terrified, stuttered out the response.

Damn it!!!

Ning Zhiyuan wanted to scream in frustration. Of all times for the restroom to be out of order!

He vowed to himself that he’d fill his house with restrooms and toilets in the future.

Ning Zhiyuan sprinted to the elevator, frantically pressing the button.

Luckily, the elevator was nearby and soon opened.

Without a second thought, he pressed for the top floor and hurriedly hit the button to close the doors.

Just as the doors were nearly shut, he couldn’t hold back any longer, but a hand suddenly stopped them.

Ding!

The doors reopened.

Ning Zhiyuan was so furious he felt like he could spit blood.

Who is it?!

What’s the meaning of this?!

Are you in such a rush that you can’t wait for the next one?

Ning Zhiyuan was itching to swear, but he couldn’t risk making a peep at the moment. He needed to gather every ounce of his strength to focus on holding back.

The elevator doors crept open, revealing Su Ming at the threshold, with a cart in tow. The cart was laden with tea sets and towels, among other items.

​With a beard, sunglasses, and a hat perched atop his head, Su Ming was in disguise, and Ning Zhiyuan failed to recognize him.

Su Ming wheeled the cart in unhurriedly, but as he was about to fully enter, the cart wobbled, sending several towels tumbling to the ground.

“Oh, my apologies, sir. Just one moment,” Su Ming said, his voice laced with cheer.

​He then sauntered out, leisurely picked up a towel, returned to the elevator to place it on the cart, and repeated the process for each fallen towel.

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