Chapter 102 - [Grand League]

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“No way! Just like that?” After hearing what Weiguo said, Chou Ruisi was shocked. “Liam just picked a piece of land randomly and found something good? Underground?”

Having said that, Chou Ruisi had a sudden surge of emotion. He suddenly felt like he had overlooked something.

Weiguo smiled and said, “Yes, right. Speaking of which, there aren’t any ancient ruins or mines of any sort there. However, the commercial value of that piece of land is undeniable.” Weiguo took a sip of his tea and laughed. “Below that mountain is a huge karst cave. Do you remember there was a stream there? The cave where the stream originates from is an enormous karst cave. We’re not sure of the condition, but workers who entered were sure of one thing—the cave is very, very big.”

Chou Ruisi choked on his saliva. “My god!” He was really shocked this time. “Karst cave? You just need to explore it slightly and it could become a tourist attraction. How much would that be worth?!”

It was no wonder he was so shocked.

All they had to do was fix up the huge underground karst cave a little, and it could be a super money-making tourist attraction. Just the entrance fees for one year would earn at least tens of millions.

After the brief shock, Chou Ruisi wondered. “How was it that no one discovered the place before? By rights, if there were such a good place, it should have been found by the land surveyors long ago?”

Weiguo said laughingly, “Why else would we say our Liam has good luck? It was raining in the first two days, and that caused a small landslide. It was fated. The entrance to the caves was smashed open by the falling rocks from the landslide.”

Hearing that, Chou Ruisi was stunned. That much luck… wasn’t it like cheating!?

Having said that much, the two heard a sudden chorus of congratulations from the entrance of the hall. Weiguo turned his head to look and saw a group of people rowdily walk in. The happily smiling leader of the group was his son, Liam.

Liam quickly made his way toward Weiguo. “Dad, I’m back. I’m late, I’m late. Hehe. Hello Uncle Chou!”

Tzuyu, who was with Liam, quickly greeted as well. “Hello, Uncle Manoban.”

“Hello, Tzuyu. Haha. You little brat, you’ve got some leadership skills. You know how to protect your followers.” Weiguo’s eyes twinkled in happiness whenever he looked at Liam. Even as he looked around at Liam’s lackeys, his gaze was approving. Liam may have spent quite a big sum on today’s matter, but the rewards were significant. His lackeys were looking at him like pious believers looking upon their God. It was pure idolatry. In today’s slang, it was loyalty to the max.

Weiguo then stood up and pulled Liam and Tzuyu into the crowd. Weiguo made introductions. “Liam, let me introduce you to someone. This is the Head of Police, Police Chief Dong. Say hello to Uncle Dong.”

Liam greeted him. “Hello, Uncle Dong. Uncle Dong, you’ll have to take care of me if I need help in the future. Hehe.”

Dong Huarong knew Liam’s importance in Weiguo’s heart and quickly replied. “Haha. Sure. No problem. It’s unexpected that you would take such good care of your followers, Liam. That’s good. Haha.”

Weiguo pointed at Boss Jin next. “This is Boss Jin. He is very influential in the triads. Uncle Jin and Uncle Dong were the ones who helped you when you said you wanted to get rid of the Cabinet’s Society.”

Liam didn’t dare to disrespect him. “Hello, Uncle Jin! Uncle Jin, please take care of me in the future.”

Boss Jin had been around for many years and was good at judging people. “Well said. With a great father like you, your son is sure to be great himself. Liam is indeed not bad. You are decisive and brutal enough, willing to go all out. That bunch of fools said you are a prodigal son. The way I see it, you are not just an ordinary prodigal son! Haha! Aiya, to be honest, I don’t dare accept money for such a small favor, but I’m aware CEO Manoban doesn’t like to be indebted to people, so I accepted a token sum. Don’t mind me.”

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