HLM – Chapter 1014 Good Wine Needs No Bush

When Wang Bo got off work, he received a call from the person in charge of the Glowworm Cave, saying that an American couple had bought tickets three times and had gone into the cave again.

He didn’t think much of it. He had personally experienced the beauty of the glowworm cave—if it were his first visit and each ticket only allowed two hours inside, he might’ve bought three tickets in a row too.

Inside the cave, it wasn’t just visually stunning—there was a strange atmosphere. When someone immersed themselves in that environment, surrounded by natural glimmers as bright as the Milky Way, they couldn’t help slipping into a certain mental state.

This state was somewhat like hypnosis. Wang Bo felt that being in it made his brain more active.

But a more active brain didn’t necessarily mean thinking more—instead, his mind became calm, his whole being relaxed, and he simply enjoyed the environment.

However, the staff told him the couple hadn’t eaten dinner, and it looked like they didn’t plan to come out tonight. They were worried something might happen to them inside.

After all, it was the cold season, and the cave was damp. Staying too long without food could be harmful to the body.

Wang Bo went to the Qin Café and bought two cups of extra-hot chocolate, then drove to the cave entrance to wait for the couple.

At 6:30 PM, a white couple walked out hand in hand. The man stepped forward and said, “Two more tickets, please.”

“In such a hurry to get back in?” Wang Bo laughed.

He handed them the two hot chocolates. After an entire afternoon without food or water, they were indeed cold. Holding the warm cups, they immediately took big sips.

The man took one sip, gave a thumbs-up, and mumbled, “Amazing! Amazing! Amazing! This is the best hot chocolate I’ve ever had!”

Wang Bo pointed toward the Qin Café. “There’s a café in that direction. These came from there. Go on, mate—get a piping-hot coffee, have some steak, get a good night’s sleep, and come back tomorrow.”

The woman refused. “No, no—we’re not leaving. It’s too beautiful. Richie, do you know why I wanted to travel around the world? To see places like this!”

Richie nodded heavily. “I know, Nina. I understand. Forget that fancy writing dream—I’ll go with you. We’ll look for sights like this together. That’s what life is about!”

Wang Bo shrugged. “Sure, we should chase beautiful scenery. But you need to stay alive to chase it. Trust me—go eat first. Have a candlelight dinner, relive your sweet moments together. How does that sound?”

Their stomachs growled—clearly they’d burned a lot of energy in the underground cave that afternoon.

“Candlelight dinner? Ha! We were about to get divorced,” Nina laughed. “A candlelight dinner now seems… inappropriate.”

Richie held her hand and said sincerely, “Darling, I think the decision we made—like Marvin said—wasn’t rational.

“Down there, I thought about our relationship. I remembered our time together. I’m certain I love you—just like I did before. We’ve just been too harsh with each other. That’s wrong. We should give each other a chance to make things right.”

Nina fell silent, then said, “Then… we should go have a candlelight dinner.”

Richie, who understood his wife, laughed. “Yes—let’s relive our sweet days.”

Wang Bo finally understood. It seemed the couple, who had planned to divorce, had changed their minds after reflecting in the glowworm cave.

That was good news. He handed the man a business card. “Go to Sprees Restaurant. Show them this card and you’ll get a 50% discount. I bet you’ll have an amazing candlelight dinner.”

Richie looked at the card, surprised. “You’re the mayor here?”

Nina asked, “Mayor Wang Bo? I think I saw an article about you online—said you’re a man full of strength and charisma.”

That compliment kept Wang Bo grinning all night. So he was described online as someone full of strength and charisma? That was perfectly accurate—he absolutely was that kind of person.

He didn’t know that Nina and Richie ended up loving their dinner. They took many photos and made a feature post on Facebook.

At the end of the post, Nina wrote:

“I swear to God, the most beautiful scenery cannot be captured. But if you come to Sunset Town, you must go to the glowworm cave—otherwise you will regret it for life!”

She had many friends in photography and travel circles. They shared her post widely, giving the glowworm cave a chance to become famous.

Wang Bo knew none of this. He only knew that early May, Christchurch was hosting an agricultural equipment exhibition—modern farming tools from all over the world would be displayed. Since he was starting a farm, he couldn’t miss it.

The exhibition was on the weekend, so on the first Saturday morning of May, he took a helicopter with his newly hired farm team to Christchurch.

The team consisted of workers he hired specifically for the farm. Their leader was also named Motak—cousin to the Maori rancher Motak in Auckland. It was their family name.

The farm had recruited only a few people so far—just four. Farmhand Motak brought three of his former crew members. Rancher Motak had recommended them, saying they were all excellent farm workers.

A new farm needed a mountain of equipment. Not to mention grain silos—just the machines needed for winter would already cost over a million NZD.

“I heard the Australians are showcasing a self-propelled rotary tiller this year—computer controlled. I think that’s exactly what we need,” Motak said in the helicopter.

Wang Bo nodded. “We need a full set of self-propelled machinery. It’s cheaper than hiring workers—and machines are easier to manage.”

Motak laughed. “True, boss. But don’t worry about us—we’re all as docile as sheep.”

The other three men laughed. Wang Bo had said those words for them to hear—each of them was a huge Maori man, each looking more ferocious than the other. They didn’t seem easy to manage at all.

After landing, their first stop was a Ford dealership. A farm couldn’t operate without pickup trucks—and they needed big ones.

In New Zealand, the strongest dealerships for farm work vehicles were Ford, Chevrolet, Dodge, GMC, and Toyota. Wang Bo chose Ford because Holden New Zealand’s regional manager, Kaplan, had introduced him to the right contacts—meaning he could get a good discount.