tkworld Chapter 304 The richest man leads a delegation to the countryside, but the tycoon looks disgusted?
Chapter 304 The richest man leads a delegation to the countryside, but the tycoon looks disgusted?
"Tomorrow? So soon?"
When Jiang Chen heard that his future father-in-law, Su Tianhao, was bringing a group of super-rich people to the village to wreak havoc, he remained calm and showed no sign of panic. He stroked his chin. Those wealthy people were used to living a life of luxury. Now that they were coming to the countryside, wasn't this a perfect opportunity to establish their high-end reputation and rip them off? Jiang Chen's mind was already racing with calculations.
"Yeah, I can't keep this good stuff a secret." Su Tianhao's voice carried a hint of pride, yet also a touch of urgency. "I've already told them that tomorrow morning, they'll experience firsthand what real organic food is all about! Don't you dare let me down!"
"Don't worry, father-in-law, when has my Jiang Family Village ever let me down?" Jiang Chen smiled.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chen glanced at Su Qing beside him. Su Qing was standing next to a pile of flowers she had carefully arranged, holding a small pair of scissors and diligently trimming the stems.
"Did you hear that?" Jiang Chen asked.
Su Qing put down the scissors, brushed the petal fragments off her hands, and said with a hint of excitement, "I heard it! My dad is finally bringing people!"
As the "half-mistress" of Jiangjia Village, she immediately volunteered to be the temporary commander-in-chief upon hearing the news.
"That won't do! It's our first time here, we have to make a grand entrance!" Su Qing put her hands on her hips, looking like a little adult. "Da Gou! Xiao Bei!" she called out to Wang Da Gou and Jiang Xiao Bei, who were chatting in the distance.
"Hey, sister-in-law!" The two of them immediately ran over.
"Notify the entire village! Tomorrow! The road from the village entrance to the greenhouse must be swept spotless! Not even a single fallen leaf is allowed!" Su Qing's tone was authoritative and left no room for argument. "Also, all the flowerbeds in the village must be completely renovated and filled with the most vibrant flowers!"
Wang Dagou and Jiang Xiaobei exchanged a helpless glance. This Miss Su Qing, who usually looks so delicate, is anything but hesitant when she gives orders.
"Alright! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!" Wang Dagou replied loudly.
The next morning, the entire Jiangjia Village was abuzz with activity.
The villagers, carrying brooms and buckets, swept "Jiang Wanshan Avenue" and the path leading to the greenhouses until they were spotless. Weeds along the roadside were cleared, and the flowers in the flowerbeds were watered and looked fresh. Sunlight shone on the road, giving it a clean, refreshing glow. A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of earth and the sweet scent of flowers.
Inside the high-tech greenhouse, everything was meticulously arranged. Rows of giant tomato vines, taller than an adult, were laden with bright red, ruby-like fruits that shimmered in the sunlight. Superior cucumbers, straight and inviting like the finest jade, hung from the vines, emitting an enticing fragrance. Everything exuded vitality, brimming with the charm of modern agriculture.
Jiang Chen then thought about the dining arrangements for the wealthy group. These people were used to eating delicacies from land and sea; ordinary farm-style dishes probably wouldn't appeal to them.
"Jiang Youfu!" Jiang Chen walked around the village and finally found Jiang Youfu, the head chef for weddings and funerals, who was taking a nap in his own yard.
Jiang Youfu was a true farmer, burly and dark-skinned, his cheeks flushed from years of cooking, with a scruffy beard, and he wore a white chef's uniform stained with oil. Aside from village weddings and funerals, his greatest hobby was having a couple of drinks and then taking a nice afternoon nap.
Jiang Chen walked up to Jiang Youfu and gently patted him on the shoulder.
"Uncle Youfu, wake up, there's work to do!" Jiang Chen said.
Jiang Youfu groggily opened his eyes, saw that it was Jiang Chen, quickly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and sat up from the bamboo chair.
"Hey! Chenzi! What's wrong? Why the rush?" Jiang Youfu rubbed his sleepy eyes, thinking that Jiang Chen was going to have some big celebration.
"It's not just a happy occasion, it's bigger than a happy one," Jiang Chen said with a smile. "Tomorrow, several important figures from the provincial capital are coming to our village for an inspection. The matter of their meals is in your hands!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Youfu immediately sobered up considerably. He had spent his entire life cooking in the village, and his biggest dream was to cook a meal at a big restaurant in the county town. Now, Jiang Chen had actually entrusted him with the task of working for a big shot in the provincial capital—this was an immense honor.
"Don't worry, Chenzi! I, Jiang Youfu, will make sure they're well taken care of!" Jiang Youfu patted his chest and assured him.
Jiang Chen gave a few more instructions, telling Jiang Youfu to make more use of the fresh vegetables from his own greenhouse. He also took out the few cucumbers and tomatoes that Su Tianhao had left over and asked Jiang Youfu to take a look at them.
When Jiang Youfu received these "divine" agricultural products, his eyes lit up. He smelled them, tasted them, and was so excited he almost jumped up: "My goodness! This...this taste! Chenzi! Did you pick these from heaven?!"
He excitedly ran back to the kitchen and began to think about how to make the ingredients taste the best.
Two days later.
At the entrance of Jiangjia Village, a startling scene unfolded.
A super-luxury convoy consisting of eight Rolls-Royce Phantoms and five Maybachs drove into Jiangjia Village in a grand procession. Each car was jet black and gleaming, shimmering with luxurious luster in the sunlight. The convoy stretched for hundreds of meters, its scale more than ten times that of when Su Tianhao came alone last time.
The villagers along the roadside were busy working in the fields. When they saw the convoy, they paused for a moment, then shook their heads, without even putting down their hoes.
"Oh, a few more rich people have arrived," an old man said dismissively.
"That's it? These few cars are nothing compared to the eighteen bulletproof G-Class cars in our garage that exude such power!" Another young man whistled, pointing to the G-Class cars parked at the village entrance with a hint of disdain on his face.
They were already used to grand occasions. Jiang Chen's luxury car fleet, the T-800 engineering team, and the high-tech greenhouses had completely shattered their understanding. A few luxury cars were no longer enough to surprise them.
The car doors opened simultaneously.
Su Tianhao stepped out of the lead car with a beaming smile. He was wearing a bespoke suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he wore the typical affable, insincere smile of a businessman. He walked to the center of the convoy and gestured for the executives behind him to get out of their cars.
A dozen or so portly, top executives from the provincial capital, dressed in bespoke, handmade suits, stepped out of the car. Some wore gold-rimmed glasses, others wore heavy wristwatches; each exuded an air of authority, their every gesture radiating the arrogance of those in power.
However, as soon as these pampered and wealthy tycoons got out of the car, they reflexively covered their noses.
"Ahem... Old Su, where is this place? Why does it smell so earthy?" A portly real estate tycoon frowned, scrutinizing his surroundings with a critical eye. He felt that even the air in the countryside smelled of cow dung.
"Exactly! This air is so 'fresh'!" Another financial tycoon in a silk shirt chimed in, fanning his nose with his hand, his face full of disdain. His bespoke suit seemed to be expressing his disgust for the surrounding environment.
"Old Su, you've dragged us old folks all this way to this godforsaken, impoverished mountain village just to eat a piece of lousy cucumber? Are you alright?" The real estate tycoon curled his lip, his small eyes filled with dissatisfaction and incomprehension.
Su Tianhao smiled enigmatically without saying a word. He scoffed inwardly: These country bumpkins, they'll be begging and pleading on their knees soon enough!
He waved his hand dismissively, addressing the group of still-complaining tycoons: "Gentlemen, hold on! The best is yet to come! Follow me to the village canteen, and I'll show you what true 'delicious food' really is!"
With that, Su Tianhao led the group of complaining tycoons straight toward the somewhat shabby-looking canteen at the village entrance.
The wealthy men exchanged glances, their faces filled with disdain. A cafeteria? In their eyes, it was an insult to their status!