The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

127  Chapter 127 Clever Old Liu Three_1

Uncle Jensen's countenance relaxed slightly, and he soon burst into laughter, sighing, "Our old Jensen Family is truly blessed by our ancestors. First, we found a way to make money, and now your sickness is cured."

"In the future, the days of our old Jensen Family will definitely get better and better."

"Haha, Uncle, you're right, the days ahead are sure to get even better."

Seeing Uncle's happy face, Greg felt very pleased.

His parents had passed away early, leaving him without many relatives. Uncle had always taken good care of him, and making Uncle's life better had always been his greatest wish.

Now, the day when his wish would come true was not far away anymore.

Lindsey Wolfe was busy with the vegetable shop, and Uncle and the others needed to help with the picking and transportation, so the newly contracted land was handed over to Boss Liu.

He was to find people to help till the soil and build greenhouses.

Publicly, they claimed to have subcontracted all these tasks to him, but in reality, Boss Liu was purely helping out.

On the other side, as soon as Young Boss Liu finished the contract for Greg, he rushed out of the village committee and drove to find Boss Liu.

"Big brother, come over, I need to ask you something."

Boss Liu was discussing labor recruitment with his men, and when he saw his brother arrive, he gave a few instructions and walked over.

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"Let's talk in the car."

"What's so secretive that you're acting all mysterious?"

After getting into the car, Boss Liu asked, "Okay, what is it?"

Young Boss Liu looked into his brother's eyes and asked, "Big brother, tell me the truth, the Mr. Jensen that's been the talk of the town these past few days, isn't he Greg Jensen?"

At these words, Boss Liu's face darkened, and he frowned, "Who told you that?"

"I guessed it myself." Young Boss Liu's face lit up with a smile, seeing his brother's expression, he knew this must be true.

Indeed, Boss Liu hesitated for a while before saying, "Telling you is no harm, Greg Jensen is probably Mr. Jensen, but don't let this get out, wherever you've heard it."

"I understand."

Excited and inexplicable, Young Boss Liu asked, "Brother, tell me, how did you get in touch with him?"

"Get in touch my ass. I'm warning you, do not offend Mr. Jensen. Otherwise, not only will you lose your little share, but you'll also lose mine thanks to your antics."

"Uh, what do you mean?"

Boss Liu glanced at him and said, "Because that medicinal field belongs to Mr. Jensen."

"So, the vegetable fields contracted by Lindsey Wolfe and the others also belong to him?"

"What do you think?"

Young Boss Liu gasped in surprise and muttered, "Holy shit, with so much land, how much money is he making?"

"He's bound to make several millions a year."

Boss Liu looked up to see his brother's eyes reddening, and couldn't help but snort with laughter, "Let me remind you, you better not harbour any thoughts you shouldn't have, otherwise you won't even know how you died."

"Brother, I understand. If we just follow Mr. Jensen, we can all make a killing. There's no need to take that risk."

"Good that you understand."

Young Boss Liu sheepishly grinned, thinking to himself that he wasn't foolish. Even Kenny Walker had been outplayed by Greg Jensen; if he harbored other thoughts, wouldn't that be seeking death?

"Alright then, recruit some people for me in the next couple of days, let's till Mr. Jensen's newly contracted land."

"No problem."

Young Boss Liu was a smart man, he agreed eagerly and set to work with the same enthusiasm. That very afternoon, he announced over the village's loudspeaker, gathering a hundred or so people.

They turned over the several dozen acres of Greg Jensen's newly contracted land at once.

The next morning, several trucks brought in various building materials, and they started to erect the greenhouses right over them.

On the other side, Old Liu also organized a crew and started picking herbs.

A hundred and some people were working hard on an expanse covering fifty to sixty acres of herb fields. Herbs were picked one by one, bundled, and placed on waiting trucks that had been there for a while.

Greg told Lindsey that he was heading to the county, planning to meet with Old Liu upon his arrival and accompany him to deliver the herbs.

Having not seen Greg for several days, Lois missed him greatly. She returned home and, without even eating, went straight to her room.

More than an hour later, Greg emerged clear-headed and refreshed, and began to cook.

Lois, on the other hand, lay on the bed languidly as if drained.

Her spirits were high, but her physical strength couldn't keep up. After every encounter, she found herself in a state of having energy but being unable to exert it.

"You bad guy, how are you so good at it?"

Lois muttered discontentedly and grumbled, "That crazy girl, Xiaoxue, went out to play with Jacky again. Maybe I should just shove her to Greg."

At this moment, Greg came in, smiling, "What are you grumbling about? Get up for dinner, okay?"

"I can't get up, you carry me."

"Haha, I think you're just lazy."

Greg laughed, but nevertheless picked her up and carried her to the dining room.

With two dishes and a soup sending out a delicious aroma, Lois ate with great joy.

After eating, Greg drove the Wrangler to take Lois to the Reverie Inn, then he drove to the Riverhaven Factory.

Riverhaven Factory was established in the 1990s. It was initially a state-owned enterprise but nearly went bankrupt due to poor management until Chestor saw the opportunity and bought it out.

Riverhaven County is rich in medicinal resources. Most herbs have to go through the initial processing at Riverhaven Factory before being sent to pharmaceutical factories all over the country.

Over the years, the factory had created considerable wealth for Chestor.

Since Chestor had already stepped back from the front line, the factory now employed a professional manager to oversee its operations.

Greg parked his car in front of the office building, strode in, and went straight to the general manager's office.

"Manager Olson, hello."

"You are..."

Jackson Olson was the general manager hired by Chestor. His name seemed to suggest a burly stature, yet he was actually thin and short, with a very keen appearance.

Greg smiled and said, "I'm Greg Jensen. I've grown some herbs and signed a purchase contract with our factory."

"Ah, Mr. Jensen! Please have a seat," Jackson said eagerly, standing up to guide Greg to the sofa, and then smilingly added, "Chestor gave me a heads-up that you would be delivering goods today—I didn't expect you in person."

"Heh, it's my first time delivering, so I had to come have a look to be at ease."

"You can rest easy. With me here, everything will be handled flawlessly; there won't be any mishaps," said Jackson.

Greg smiled, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Manager Olson."

"No trouble at all, we're friends after all, it's a mutually beneficial arrangement," Jackson said with a laugh.

The two men chatted casually for a while until the secretary came looking for Jackson with some work.

Just as Old Liu arrived with the truck downstairs, Greg stood up to say goodbye, ready to follow and take a look at the warehouse.

Jackson quickly apologized, "Mr. Jensen, I'm really sorry. I've got a bit of an urgent matter on my hands. You go ahead; I'll deal with this and be right there."

"No need to be so polite; I can go by myself."

"It's my duty. Please go ahead, and I'll arrive shortly."

Jackson was very courteous and personally escorted Greg to the door.

The secretary couldn't help but ask, "Manager Olson, who is that person? You're personally going over for just a delivery?"