Chapter 10 - Parking Illegally
Just as the middle-aged man was about to wrench open the rear door, he vented his frustration, “I'm curious to know how pricey your bamboo shoots are, and yet you claim I can't afford them!”
In a sudden turn of events, a hand materialized, pressing onto the door.
Su Ming addressed him, “Uncle, I've been clear that I won't be selling these bamboo shoots. You can't coerce me into selling, can you?”
“If I persist in wanting your bamboo shoots, what will you do to stop me?”
Drunk and confrontational, the middle-aged man glared at Su Ming, attempting to shove him aside.
Su Ming's brows knitted.
Su Ming wondered, “Is this middle-aged man spoiling for a fight?”
Extending his hand, Su Ming caught the middle-aged man's wrist, applying force to pull it towards him.
Subsequently, he aimed a swift kick.
The kick squarely struck the middle-aged man's abdomen.
The impact sent the middle-aged man stumbling a few steps backward, tumbling to the ground.
Grimacing in pain, the middle-aged man cast a fierce gaze at Su Ming, snarling, “You dare to lay hands on me?”
“What's happening here?”
Just then, a stern voice pierced through.
Su Ming turned his head, noticing two policemen in uniform making their way over with grave expressions.
Within the city center, this location epitomized the city's image.
The vicinity boasted towering structures with a constant stream of visitors. Not only were there local patrons, but foreign visitors and dignitaries from other cities also frequented this area.
Any brawling here would undoubtedly tarnish the city's image.
As the two patrolling officers drove by, they spotted the situation and promptly approached.
The middle-aged man exclaimed, “Officers, you're here just in time.”
The middle-aged man spoke up first, saying, “This individual parked in a restricted area. I advised him against it, explaining how it affects the city's appearance. Yet, not only did he disregard my words, but he also resorted to aggression. This bamboo shoot peddler actually dared to drive right into the city center.”
Su Ming was rendered speechless.
He was the one who insisted Su Ming sell the bamboo shoots, yet now all the blame seemed to rest on Su Ming's shoulders alone.
Upon hearing this, the two officers furrowed their brows and turned their gaze to Su Ming.
Being seasoned patrollers, they recognized that relying solely on one-sided claims was unwise.
“I indeed have bamboo shoots in my car, but this plot of land belongs to me. Would it not be within my rights to park my vehicle on my own property?”
“Furthermore, I had no intention of selling these bamboo shoots. However, he persisted in pressuring me. He even resorted to pushing me just a while ago. I was merely defending myself.”
Su Ming recounted the truth.
“Bullshit!”
The middle-aged man sneered, “You can't even fabricate a proper lie. Do you have any idea about the value of this land? If this land is indeed yours, I'd eat sh*t right away.”
Su Ming chuckled upon hearing this.
This individual was being quite reckless.
In reality, the two patrolling officers were skeptical of Su Ming's account as well.
Not that they underestimated him.
But, could a young man like him really afford such a pricey piece of land in the city center?
With no one willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, Su Ming had no choice but to present his property ownership certificate.
“Property ownership certificate!”
The two policemen stood momentarily dazed. After scrutinizing it closely, astonishment overtook their faces.
It was indeed true.
This piece of land unequivocally belonged to the young man before them!
Good gracious, the person standing there was a billionaire!
It appeared that nobody could prevent him from parking on the property.
The middle-aged man craned his neck to glimpse the property ownership certificate.
He was left utterly stupefied.
Dear heavens! The ownership of this house genuinely lay with the young man!
Subsequently, Su Ming strolled to the rear of his car, opening the door. “Gentlemen, take a look at my bamboo shoots.”
The two policemen exchanged glances and proceeded over. As they peered within, their eyes widened.
The middle-aged man also yearned to approach and inspect the contents, but Su Ming promptly closed the car door.
“Officers, this is the protocol.”
Su Ming presented his purchase certificate as well.
All the documents were completely lawful and aligned with the requisite procedure.
The two policemen remained astounded.
Yet, upon careful consideration, it seemed reasonable. Since the central city land belonged to him, owning these Golden Bamboo Shoots was hardly perplexing.
Nevertheless, this young man was exceedingly affluent!
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