While Others Speculate in Coins, I Grow Vegetables. One Acre of Land Is Worth One Billion.

Urban Farming | System Flow | Shenhao | Slap in the Face | Cute Contrast Changing the plan at three o'clock in the morning, advancing money to treat clients to dinner, being called a loser in public - Leng Xuan finally slapped his work badge on the boss's face: "I quit!" He originally wanted to go back to his hometown to feed pigs, but there was a "ding" in his head: the farming system was successfully bound, and he was rewarded with two acres of fertile land in the city center. City ​​center? Two acres? Farming? Leng Xuan looked at the 60,001-square-meter office building on the left and the 200,000-square-meter villa area on the right, and fell into deep thought: "System, are you sure you don't want me to be a demolition household?" System: "Dear, you can only farm, sell the land and recycle it~" As a result, the most magical scene in the CBD appeared: financial elites in suits and ties crowded the subway to grab KPIs. In the wasteland next door, a former commune drove a tractor to plow the ground and grew pure gold watermelons with bank security codes. Policeman: "Are we escorting a tractor? No, we are escorting a running car of national reserve gold." Bank President: "Mr. Leng, I've demolished the gate. Can you drive the car directly into the vault?" Leng Xuan carried the hoe: "Don't mess with these nonsense, who will help me weed?" The president issued a notice to the entire bank on the spot: "Put down the reports! Pick up the sickle! Today's KPI is farming!"