HLM -Chapter 749 Rampage, the Heart of the Gold Mine!

There were too many people attending the party, so a lot of food had to be prepared. But the team of chefs led by Kobe still refused to make large communal dishes.

Every dish they prepared was exquisitely crafted. Take the “Blooming Flowers” dish, for example—normally, you could just fry the flowers together, but Su Cheng didn’t do that. After frying one batch, he immediately changed the oil.

Wang Bo’s small-farmer mentality kicked in, and he thought it was a bit wasteful. Hosting a party like this, the cooking oil alone cost over 2,000 New Zealand dollars—more than ten thousand yuan.

At least 800 people had gathered in the supermarket parking lot. With more people came more purchases. The “secondary shopping heart” was really powerful; calculating it, Wang Bo didn’t need to spend any money this time. Even though the guests ate and drank for free, the spending around the supermarket was considerable.

In the neighboring New World Supermarket, the bearded store manager looked on enviously. His department store had a constant flow of people, bumping shoulders, while here his store was deserted.

A pretty cashier swayed her curvy hips and smiled coquettishly: “Manager, are we still working? Why not get off early and go to the party?”

The bearded man snapped, “Don’t even think about it. Stay at your post!”

After Wang Bo came out, Anderson waved to him and said, “Boss, shouldn’t the town build a big plaza? And a garden? We can’t hold all future large-scale events in the parking lot, right?”

Wang Bo hadn’t considered that, but the town had only been established for three years—there was still a long way to go before perfection. Luckily, when the parking lot was built, they had accounted for the future size of Sunset Town. The space was wide and grand. Without parking, it could easily hold 2,000 people for a party.

Bonfires were lit at the venue, and the scene was chaotic. Flames roared into the sky, screams echoed everywhere, and there was a stage in the center. The four-person group, Ryan and the others, sang at the top of their lungs.

When the boxing champion appeared, the atmosphere grew even hotter.

Almost everyone at the party knew Oakley. His arrival was like a celebrity entering a scene. People kept bumping fists at him:

“Hey, man, I love your footwork. Like a beautiful butterfly—so cool!”

“V, when will you take the boxing world championship belt?”

“I’m neighbors with the champion, haha. My old friends would never believe it!”

Oakley was very professional. He had just returned to Sunset Town today and immediately resumed training. As Wang Bo had guessed, he became Li Bo’s biggest client. After training, he went for a massage and came out raving: “This is magical! I feel like my muscles and nerves slept and then drank pure water. My whole body is completely relaxed—it’s amazing. After training, I can’t live without this anymore!”

Wang Bo went over and hugged him, saying, “Then you’ll have to stay in Sunset Town for a while.”

Kunzha, dressed as a fitness coach, walked over and said, “What’s the point of chasing fame and fortune? Truly serving Buddha is the right path! Look at me—training in the gym every day, then getting a massage…”

Someone nearby held a plate of roasted meat. He pinched two pieces, thanked them, and happily ate them. “And there’s meat! Now this is life!”

Oakley pumped his fist: “When I keep ten world championship belts, I’ll stay in Sunset Town and go nowhere else.”

Wang Bo smiled wryly. “That’s going to be tough.”

Keeping ten belts doesn’t mean winning ten belts—it requires at least thirty wins. Professional boxing rules state you must retain a belt at least three times consecutively to earn lifetime ownership.

Delicious dishes flowed into the parking lot like water. Kobe then joined the party with his chefs. Wang Bo went over to greet the new chefs: “Really sorry, everyone. This was supposed to be a party to welcome you, but we still had you work—apologies.”

“No problem. It’s an honor to attend the same party as Mr. Oakley,” a French chef said gracefully, bowing slightly.

The party was no different from usual, but Oakley’s presence made it livelier, and security was better too. After all, if trouble broke out, the person most capable of maintaining order was a boxer aiming for his first championship.

The biggest beneficiaries were the visitors. Both local New Zealand tourists and those from abroad got to enjoy a feast and see a sports star.

Oakley, apart from joking occasionally, kept a low profile. Sitting by the bonfire, he ate some vegetables, fruits, and boiled beef according to the recipe, and spent the rest of the time reading by the firelight.

Wang Bo came over: “Boiled beef in water—doesn’t it taste awful?”

Oakley smiled: “I actually wanted to talk to you. Next time I return to the U.S., I want to take some beef and mutton with me. If you’ve eaten their meat in America, you’ll know how delicious Sunset Ranch meat is!”

Wang Bo generously waved his hand: “Take whatever you want. When it’s finished, let me know and I’ll ship it to you. Train well!”

He felt like a parent telling a child, “Eat what you want, we’ll provide—just focus on your studies.” Thinking this, he couldn’t help laughing—it was ridiculously parent-like.

Oakley, unaware of his thoughts, enthusiastically suggested: “Wang, you could brand Sunset Ranch meat as a premium product. One production line and some packaging, and it’ll sell like crazy. I’d bet on it!”

Wang Bo nodded: “I’ve thought about it. I’ll have you as the spokesperson.”

“It’s an honor,” Oakley smiled.

The party continued until one or two in the morning, with hundreds still staying. Concerned about security, Wang Bo stayed with them.

It was a bit cold in the early morning. Back in his car, he turned on the AC and idly opened the Lord’s Heart sand table. It should be ready to use soon.

His estimate was correct—the sand table was usable, though the color was pale green, a first-level Lord’s Heart. Half-asleep, he tapped it absentmindedly and told it to stop.

The pointer landed on the “Mystic Heart” position, and a pale green block with hints of gold appeared, labeled: Heart of the Gold Mine!

Instantly, Wang Bo was fully awake. He rubbed his eyes to make sure it wasn’t a hallucination from drowsiness. Confirming it was truly a Heart of the Gold Mine, he became ecstatic!

Instinctively, he kicked the car door. This was like sleep delivering a pillow—he was short on money, and yet a Heart of the Gold Mine appeared just then!